The Female Assistant of Wei Yuyan Shuangfei

That night, apart from the howling of the cold wind, the only sound was the crackling of the candlelight in the shelter. The few bodyguards who were hiding in the dark and on guard were also quite sleepy.

"Hey!~"

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from outside the ruined temple, waking up the sleeping people. The escorts subconsciously grasped the weapons beside them, and Lian Xi quickly protected Xie Shuting behind him.

"Young master! You can only sleep in the dilapidated temple tonight. It's my fault." A slightly rough male voice came out, with a tone of apology in his words.

There was silence outside the temple for a moment, and then someone was heard saying in a slightly morbid tone: "It's not your fault. It's because Old Second didn't give me... a chance to live. Just make do with it for now!"

"Yes!~"

"How is Kejun's injury?" the sick man asked softly.

"Young Master Yan was pierced through the collarbone by an assassin. If he doesn't survive tonight, I'm afraid..."

"Ah! It was me who harmed him. If I hadn't asked him to accompany me to Xuantian Temple, this incident wouldn't have happened."

As they were talking, a few people pushed open the door of the temple. As the firelight shone on the outsiders, they felt like they were facing a great enemy. They tightly grasped their weapons in their hands to prevent any unexpected events.

"stop."

The sick man interrupted everyone's actions, then pushed away the guards blocking him, stroked his hand and said, "My name is Zhao Zhen. I missed the time to enter the city today. I want to stay here for one night. I wonder if you can give me some convenience."

The escorts did not say anything, as they did not dare to agree to it casually. Lian Xi also held the weapon in his hand nervously, carefully looking at the people at the door.

The scene suddenly became strange. The burly man said with some concern: "Sir! These people heard something they shouldn't have heard. If your identity is exposed, we..."

"Shut up."

The man interrupted his subordinate with an angry shout, and said with a bit of heartache: "So what if it's exposed? Do you think Kejun can still hold on now?"

"Kejun... Kejun..." Xie Shuting murmured to herself.

Suddenly, her expression changed. She stood up hastily and looked outside the door and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Zhao Zhen was also shocked by Xie Shuting's performance. He calmed himself down and said, "He... He is the eldest son of Ding'an Marquis, Yan Shuang and Yan Kejun. Do you know him, young lady?"

At this moment, Xie Shuting was already in a panic. She had imagined various scenarios of meeting Yan Shuang three years later, but she had never thought that they would meet in this situation.

Xie Shuting's inappropriate behavior not only made Zhao Zhen and his group unable to understand, but also made themselves confused.

"Girl? Girl, can we come in?" Zhao Zhen asked again.

Xie Shuting suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly ordered: "There is no room in this broken temple. First, carry the injured over and treat them here."

"This!~"

The rude man was surprised and seemed to be worried: "Sir! The other party's identity is unknown, could he be a killer? We..."

"Killer, killer, how can there be so many killers? Look at the carriage parked next to you. Does it look like a killer?"

Zhao Zhen shouted angrily, and then ordered the guards behind him: "Hurry up and take Ke Jun over for treatment. We must save his life."

The rough man did not dare to question it anymore, so he dispersed his men to guard the surroundings. The escorts naturally left the shelter tactfully, leaving the space free.

Xie Shuting looked at the man who was carried in. The young man, who was originally full of vigor and vitality, now had a pale face and no trace of blood between his lips and teeth.

She couldn't help twisting her handkerchief together, and she didn't hide the worry on her face. Although Xie Shuting was wearing a veil, Zhao Zhen could see unusual concern in her eyes.

This kind of care has already surpassed that of relatives and friends, and it seems to reveal a kind of fear unique to husband and wife. Zhao Zhen was a little dazed for a moment, as if he had some familiarity with the woman in front of him.

"Aunt..."

"Xi'er! Go and prepare some hot water right away, the more the better. Jun's injuries cannot be delayed, he needs to be wiped later." Xie Shuting ordered without hesitation.

Lian Xi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he looked at the man lying on the ground and said nothing more. He led the bodyguard to prepare hot water, while Uncle Qin stood behind Xie Shuting, acting as a bodyguard.

Zhao Zhen happily touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed. After all, he was not good at serving people. If Xie Shuting hadn't ordered someone to prepare it, he wouldn't know what to do.

After half a quarter of an hour, the old man slowly stood up and shook his head, saying: "Alas! Master Yan's injury is too serious, and this piercing wound cannot stop the bleeding for a while. Master, please forgive me, I am incompetent."

"you......"

"Doctor! How do you treat this injury? Tell me and I'll go find the medicine now." Xie Shuting asked hurriedly.

Her face turned pale. She knew what a penetrating wound meant. This kind of injury was so serious that it was life-threatening. If it was not handled properly, there would be basically no hope of survival.

Xie Shuting took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and looked at the old man and said, "Can you let me take a look?"

The old man hesitated for a moment and looked at Zhao Zhen. Seeing that the other party had no objection, he nodded and stepped aside.

Xie Shuting walked over quickly and saw Yan Shuang's face was as pale as paper. She felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. She squatted down and gently touched Yan Shuang's cheek, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Seeing Xie Shuting's arrogant behavior, the rude man was about to scold her, but was stopped by Zhao Zhen's eyes, because he also wanted to see the relationship between this woman and Yan Shuang.

Xie Shuting cried a little, "After the dream, the tower was locked, and after the wine, the curtains were lowered. Last year, the spring hatred came. The falling flowers and the lonely man, the light rain and the flying swallows. I remember the first time I saw Xiaoping, the double heart-shaped silk dress. The pipa strings spoke of lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once shone on the colorful clouds returning."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard this, and even the unconscious Yan Shuang frowned. Xie Tingwen noticed Yan Shuang's reaction and hurriedly shouted, "Doctor, he seems to be awake, come and have a look."

As Xie Shuting spoke, she quickly stepped aside to look at the man's position. The old man also hurried forward to take her pulse. As time passed, the emotions of everyone present became more and more tense.

The old man slowly withdrew his hand and said helplessly, "Young Master Yan is awake, but his pulse is fluctuating. If the high fever does not subside and the bleeding cannot be stopped, I am afraid there is no way he can be saved."

"Since you know the symptoms, please prescribe medicine quickly," Xie Shuting said with a hint of pleading.

The old man shook his head and said, "Young lady! I have already used the medicine, but Mr. Yan's injury is not suitable for ordinary medicine. If we can enter Laigu County today, I still have a way, but now I am also a skilled cook without rice. "

Zhao Zhen instantly felt like a deflated ball. He also sat aside slowly, holding Yan Shuang's hand and said, "Kejun! This is my fault."

After hearing what the doctor said, Xie Shuting's eyes flickered as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and she hurriedly said, "Doctor! I'll go find the medicine right away. You prepare it first, and I'll be back soon."

"But aunt..." Before the doctor finished speaking, Xie Shuting had already lifted her skirt and quickly ran to the side.