Prison of Black Wounds

Actually he's not what you see... I mean he might not be able to serve you at all..."

Naser laughed when he heard this: "You...do you think you don't know his physical condition? What I said just now was angry. Could it be that you really took him over to serve me?"

Long Yan raised his head in surprise: "You know? Since you know that you still sat for so long that day? Did you do it on purpose?"

Naser looked at him puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say you knew?"

Nasser's face sank: "I said I knew he was not in good health, but what does that have to do with me sitting for so long that day?"

"You, hey... It seems that you don't know why he was able to stand at the door waiting for you that day." Long Yan sighed: "Naser, you have to be mentally prepared..."

19

For a long time, Nasser has been looking for a reason, a reason to be nice to that person, but he has not found it so far, so Nasser decided not to embarrass himself, but to follow his feelings for the time being, because this has never happened before. His feelings were so strong that he couldn't sleep all night because of his insignificant words.

When Chu Man asked him if he fell in love with that person, Naser planted this doubt in his heart almost immediately, so he thought that as long as he kept the person by his side, he would get an answer one day, but the fact did not give him any respite With the opportunity to think, before Naser sorted out his feelings, he had to face the heartache that almost collapsed.

Long Yan's statement was like a dream to Naser. As long as he closed his eyes, he could see the scene of the man sitting quietly and drinking tea with him. Although his voice was hoarse, there was no panting or pause. But Long Yan told him that that person couldn't get out of bed at all?

And he had shed so much blood, yet he didn't notice it at all, and he didn't even smell the slightest smell of blood. It's just too ridiculous, or was he too careless?

"He has been taking medicine for a long time, and he has been recuperating here for so long. The medicine has seeped into the blood, and I have smoked medicine all around. It's not surprising that you can't smell it."

"Why do it?"

When Naser asked this question, he was sobbing that even he could feel it. While blaming Long Yan, he also hated his own carelessness. He was clearly aware of that person's physical condition. It took a month to recover, but I didn't think much about it. Because of my uncertainty about this relationship, I refused to face it, subconsciously ignored it, and even said something against my will.

That person obviously touched all his emotions early on, but Naser chose to escape, just because he was obsessed with the feeling that had been buried for ten years.

When I first stepped into the medicine house, in addition to the strong medicine fragrance, there was also a faint smell of blood mixed with it. Long Yan, who was beside Naser, suddenly changed his face and walked quickly to the innermost room.

Naser followed closely behind. The dozen or so stoves in the small room were filled with medicine specially prepared by Long Yan. The smell of the medicine inside the room was stronger than that outside, and the smell of blood became clearer. No one noticed. In the presence of Naser, the maids rushed in and out, and the clear water in the wooden basin would turn into bright red blood in a few seconds as it passed Naser's eyes, making him unable to move for a moment.

Naser stood by the door almost collapsed and looked at Long Yan, who was busy quickly. His hands unconsciously clutched his chest because it hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe. Unable to do so, I could only watch the man struggling in pain.

"What's the matter? I only left for a while, why is this?"

"This... we don't know. Not long after you left, he woke up, but soon began to vomit blood non-stop, and then lost consciousness... We tried to give him medicine, but we couldn't feed him. ...The wound opened again for some reason..." The maid who spoke was full of panic, and the tears could not be stopped.

"Umm..."

"what!!"

The maid's exclamation and soft cry caused Naser to suddenly raise his head and stride towards the bedside to pull away the flustered maid, and shouted, "What's going on?"

"Blood...wounds..."

Naser's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at the hand tightly pressed on the wound on Ran's upper abdomen. The maid's hands that should have been white were already stained with blood when they folded together, but no matter how hard she tried, the blood still couldn't help gushing out. , the dazzling red made Naser dizzy, and the pain in his temples was throbbing, but it couldn't bear the pain in his heart.

However, his pale body trembled at a very weak frequency. He tried in vain to straighten his abdomen, but he had to give up due to lack of physical strength. He could only silently endure the severe pain from all directions of his body.

This was the first time that Naser faced this broken body so clearly. Even though he had already learned from Long Yan and had even made the worst plan, he did not expect that the reality was far beyond his imagination.

"Go away..."

Nasser pushed away the maid who was frantically pressing the wound and crying, replaced the trembling hands with his own palms, and said again in a deep voice, "Go away, everyone!" The low but menacing voice immediately The frightened maids fell to their knees crying.

Naser didn't bother to pay attention to them anymore, the slight movement of his palm made him frightened, and Long Yan's voice came from his ear, "Squeeze tight, if you continue to bleed like this, there will be no help."

Naser didn't dare to hesitate any longer, he pressed his palm against the wound, he could almost feel the throbbing of internal organs and blood vessels, the blood was slowly soaking his hand, his eyes were all red.

"Raise your hand!"

Long Yan's voice sounded, and Naser immediately raised his hand, only to see Long Yan gently cover the wound with a piece of gauze smeared with black ointment, and then his pale body suddenly struggled with strength from nowhere, his waist and abdomen moved with the greatest strength. He raised his strength, his neck arched, and his whole body froze immediately, except for the blood spilling out of his open mouth, he couldn't make a sound.

Naser watched helplessly as Long Yan folded his palms and pressed down on the blood-soaked gauze, forcing the man's arched waist and abdomen to fall heavily back on the bed.

"Uh...cough cough..."

A cry of pain finally overflowed with blood, Naser glared at Long Yan angrily, but couldn't curse, and his outstretched hand couldn't help, he could only watch the person on the bed writhing helplessly and in vain.

After a while, Long Yan took off the gauze after heaving a sigh of relief. The blood had stopped a little, leaving only weak tremors and convulsions. He took a new piece of gauze and smeared black ointment on it again and handed it to Nasser: "Come here."

Nasser took the gauze, his fingertips trembling.

"With his current physique, the wounds are very difficult to heal. The previous injuries are fine, but the new injuries are always repeated, especially...the wound transferred from you..."

Naser trembled all over, and silently put the gauze on the terrible wound. The body under his palms trembled immediately, dense sweat oozing from Ran's face, Naser suddenly had the urge to remove the gauze .

Long Yan glanced at him: "This is a special drug specially prepared for him. Although it is a bit stimulating, there is no other way to stop the bleeding and heal the wound. If you are not determined, I'll call someone else to come."

"No!"

Naser didn't dare to hesitate any longer, he pressed down hard in his heart, his palms were soft, and with his strength slightly sunken, he thought he would struggle like just now, but apart from a few slight struggles, there was nothing left. There was no movement, only a few spasms from time to time.

"It seems that I have run out of strength." Long Yan said while treating other wounds, "After repeating this three times, the bleeding can be completely stopped."

"Every day?"

"Yes."

Naser felt the sudden beating from his palm, frowned and asked, "Is his internal organs seriously injured?"

Long Yan sighed: "Sen Qiuyi's shot swept across his chest and abdomen, not to mention hurting his internal organs and breaking several ribs. You should have seen it at that time, right? And one of them pierced his lung. At that time he It should be excruciatingly painful even to breathe, but he can still fight you, I really don’t know how much medicine Sen Qiuyi used to make him stand up."

Naser only felt his heart tightening slowly, and even had the urge to dig out Sen Qiuyi and flog his corpse. What was even more ridiculous was that he thought he was healed, so he said that he had prepared another hospital for him and sent him a few days away. A servant, hehe...

"There is also this wound." Long Yan paused and glanced at Nasser, who was frowning tightly. "The Wujin arrow is a special bow and arrow specially made by the patriarch of the Langyuan clan. It was more torturous than when he entered it. Although he had never experienced this, just the original transfer of the wound was enough to kill him. If it wasn't for some medicine left in his body and a certain obsession, he might have died. The funeral is on the spot."

Looking at Naser's increasingly painful face, Long Yan felt sullen and panicked, but also felt the pleasure of revenge. At that time, he had clearly stopped Naser, but the other party didn't listen at all. se.

Naser suddenly showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He bent down and approached the man's pale face. It was the first time he observed his face so carefully. He couldn't help licking his scar with his tongue, and finally landed on him On the cold and pale lips, she tried to warm him with her own temperature, without any taboo or hesitation.

Why did he discover now that there is no need for any reason to love someone.

Nasser gently caressed the center of his brows that he never untied even when he was asleep, and murmured dotingly in his eyes: "Wake up quickly, I have a lot to say to you."

"What can I do to save him?" Naser looked at Long Yan, just in time to catch his momentary stupefaction and pause, "What's wrong?"

"This……"

"Say it!"

Just when Long Yan was hesitating whether to speak, Naser suddenly widened his eyes in horror, and he was surprised to feel