Jade blood gun

Zhao Yun didn't talk much, after hesitating, he just said thank you, then lowered his eyes to open the medicine bag, grabbed a handful of unknown herbs from it, and stuffed it into Wang Wu's hand.

Under the faintly beating firelight, Wang Wu looked at the black clump of "herbal medicine" in her hand, and the blue veins on her forehead couldn't help twitching faintly.

The army has its own special personnel to make medicine for Gongsun Zan, the main general, but even if Wang Wu herself is injured, they may not be able to order those people.As for herself, she didn't have a lighter and a matchstick, so she probably couldn't even light a fire, so what should she do with this "herb"?

After a little thought, Wang Wu decided to adopt the oldest and most primitive method.

In line with the idea of ​​ancient and modern Datong, she held the "herbal medicine" in her hand, secretly made a psychological construction for herself, and finally closed her eyes, opened her mouth and stuffed the ball of herbal medicine into her mouth.

"What are you doing!" Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun yelled sharply, and grabbed her wrist with such strength that it almost broke her hand bones.

Wang Wu's wrist was almost pinched twice in one night today, and she was so distracted that she didn't bother to notice it, and didn't take a closer look at it. I don't know what the bruising has become, and now Zhao Yun has pinched the old place again. The old pains gathered together, the pain was so painful that she couldn't even shudder, she opened her mouth wide, tears flowed out all at once.

Wang Wu kicked and flung her away, finally broke free, and threw all the herbs on Zhao Yun's body, wiped her tears with her backhand, and gritted her teeth: "The dog bit Lu Dongbin! Why are you crazy! Don't you want to apply medicine to you? No!" How do you apply it after chewing it?"

"Chew? Chew... herbal medicine?" Zhao Yun realized that he was in a moment of urgency, and he didn't know the severity of the attack. Hearing her words, the apology that appeared on his face was distorted for a moment, and Wang Wu's eyes seemed to be hers. A big red flower suddenly bloomed on the face, and the corners of the tightly pursed lips seemed to twitch uncontrollably, "This medicine needs to be boiled with water first, and then the filtered medicine juice should be used to clean the wound... "

"What?" Wang Wu raised her head suddenly, just in time to see a small black medicinal branch hanging on Zhao Yun's front, and her face blushed.

Zhao Yun originally thought that she was holding such a package of herbal medicine on purpose as an excuse to leave the camp of the Chinese army, but he didn't want... Wang Wu didn't know how to use this medicine at all.

The medicine Gongsun Zan used was played by military doctors. Not only did Wang Wu not eat pork this time, he hadn't even seen pig running.When Wang Wu entered the camp of the Chinese army, Gongsun Zan had already tied a bunch of wound cloth strips like steamed buns on his body, and he never saw how the military doctor used herbs.

For those who have watched too many costume dramas, Wang Wu was the first to think of the ubiquitous universal healing method of stuffing a mouthful of herbal medicine, chewing and spitting it on the wound, instead of taking a handful of grass ash and censer ashes and pressing it directly on Zhao Yun. It was Zhao Yun's luck that the wound healed.

Zhao Yun didn't know that he had actually escaped a catastrophe, and his distorted expression quickly passed by, as if it was Wang Wu who had been in the boudoir all the time, not knowing that the army's luggage was heavy and precious, and it was normal.

Moved by the army, manpower is limited, it is impossible to transport a large amount of medicine with the formation, and this kind of herbal medicine is light and ordinary, and it is far more durable than those herbs that can be chewed and washed with grass juice to stop bleeding. After boiling, it can be used by everyone.

Seeing that Wang Wu's face was flushed all the way to her ears, and she also had an expression of frustration and annoyance, Zhao Yun couldn't help but smile.

"That..." Seeing that Zhao Yun turned around and was about to go out again, Wang Wu didn't care about complaining about irresponsible costume dramas, so she took a step forward and blocked the door, "I'll go through it, you're hurt... During this back and forth, she suppressed the palpitation and fear caused by the large amount of blood outside the tent.

The smile on Zhao Yun's face was gentle, his tone was gentle, but he was extremely determined, he turned sideways and blocked her inside the tent: "It's okay, Yun will come back as soon as he goes." Before he finished speaking, the person was already outside the tent.

For some reason, in the small military tent, the two of them were not crowded just now.When Zhao Yun left and only Wang Wu was left, she raised her eyes and looked around, but the gloomy look made her feel somewhat depressed.

Wang Wu lifted up her sleeves and took a closer look in the dim light. The bruises should not have had time to show up, and there was a circle of red, white and white marks on her slender wrists. Pressing hard a little, it will be sore.

Seeing this imprint, Wang Wu recalled her scream that caused trouble again.Picking up the few herbs that had fallen on the ground that had caused her great embarrassment, she took a closer look with the oil lamp, but her thoughts could not help but return to the blood flower that bloomed on Zhao Yun's back after the lightning-like shock...

I don't know how he was hurt?

Judging by the reaction skills when he stopped her just now, it should be okay... However, this kind of people who have been fighting all year round probably claim to be a hero who bleeds but does not shed tears, just like Gongsun Zan, who is obviously injured like that, but still wants to be brave...

While he was thinking wildly, Zhao Yun had already returned, and the pack of medicine in his hand had turned into a pot of steaming black medicinal juice, and a white cloth was placed on the dark copper basin.

Wang Wu raised her eyebrows, happily moved the herbs in her hands aside, and clapped her hands.

She also thought that Zhao Yun would secretly find someone else to wash his wound by boiling medicine.

"Take off your clothes!" Wang Wu didn't think much, rolled up her sleeves and stuffed the oil lamp into Zhao Yun's hands: "Light it for me."

Zhao Yun hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something else.But seeing Wang Wu's eager and courteous face, she finally said nothing, turned around and put the basin on the couch, turned her back to Wang Wu, and untied the tie of the short jacket around her waist.

The warm concoction penetrated from the soaked white cloth into the blood-stained white robe, and the blood clots that had condensed the flesh and the clothes at the wound slowly melted away.

The dark yellow fire light climbed onto Zhao Yunguang's bare shoulders. He had been practicing martial arts for a long time. The muscles under his clothes were tight and the texture was clear. With his movements, he sometimes tensed and sometimes relaxed, forming a beautiful back in the middle of his back. muscle depression.

However, the smooth outline was now cut off by a finger-wide bloodstain.The hideous lacerations stretched from the shoulder blades to the waist, and the flesh and blood were turned upside down, dripping miserably.The broad shoulders and back, and the narrow and thin waist are dyed together into a blur, the wounds and the lines of the muscles meet in one place, the bloodstains and thin sweat are mixed together, and the ups and downs along the muscles and bones are thick or light, but it seems to be one. The sub-painting style is strong watercolor, sad but exciting.

Such a figure, placed in modern times, would provoke the screams of many women.

Wang Wu's eyes lingered generously on that particularly seductive back.She swears that she really just wanted to find something to do, to appease the darling who was terrified tonight, and the idea of ​​helping Zhao Yun apply the medicine was only based on the idea of ​​being responsible for the things she caused.

But now, watching the medicine juice on the wet cloth drip into the wound little by little, and flow out from the other end, slowly sliding down the waistline, until it slides into the waistband of the trousers, the invisible one makes Wang Wu's imagination extremely As the arc went up, she felt that her little heart seemed to be jumping faster.

In any case, she came from a well-informed age, and her thoughts seemed to be a little wild, but the movements of Wang Wu's men did not lose their composure.

Putting down the wet cloth in her hand, she took a clean white cloth to cover the wound, she cleared her throat, and was about to chatter a little bit, to enliven the atmosphere that seemed too ambiguous.

I don't know if it's because of being frightened and frightened all night, Wang Wu's train of thought got stuck for a moment, seeing that hideous wound was covered by a white cloth, but the surrounding area was still glowing abnormally red, she blurted out a word without thinking "The attack on Xindu at night, if it wasn't for my father's intention to share the credit with others and make you idle, based on your familiarity with the terrain of Xindu, I think it would not have led to this defeat."

As soon as the words came out, Wang Wu wanted to bite off her own tongue.Since Zhao Yun told her before that she didn't tell the truth when we set off together tomorrow, why are you still saying it now?Gongsun Zan's thoughts are so obvious, Zhao Yun can't fail to see, since he doesn't say anything, why should she point it out?

However, now that the words were spoken, Wang Wu felt regretful, but at the same time was curious about how Zhao Yun would react.After all, from her point of view, Gongsun Zan's partiality to veterans, which can be seen by blind people, is very likely the reason why he defected to Liu Bei in the future.

Zhao Yun seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then turned his head slightly.However, she immediately turned around and said very casually: "You think too much." The cloud was light and the wind was light, as if Wang Wu was worried about whether it would rain tomorrow or whether he could see the sun.

"Tch..." Although Zhao Yun's fluffy words could just stop the topic, but Wang Wu felt relieved after being hit by such a soft nail, but at the same time she was a little unconvinced.

Looking at his back, Wang Wu suddenly had a thought, behind Zhao Yun's invisible, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her lips.She raised her eyebrows lightly, and suddenly she put both hands around Zhao Yun's waist from behind.

"No..." Zhao Yun's back suddenly stiffened, his muscles tensed, and his hands subconsciously pressed down on the back of Wang Wu's hand, but at the moment when the skin touched, he shrank back as if burned , stiffly hanging back to the side, involuntarily clenched tightly.The whole person is like a fully stringed bow, ready to be snapped at any moment.

But Wang Wu's hand moved lightly and cleverly, and the white cloth wrapped around the wound was bypassed in front of him, and the two ends were connected to one place at the waist. In the blink of an eye, it was folded and coiled, and it was in her hand quickly. It turned into a beautiful and neat bow.

During the whole process, except that the cloth on the sleeves seemed to be brushed, Wang Wu never even touched the skin between his waist and abdomen with a single finger.

Looking up to appreciate the suspicious pink behind Zhao Yun's ears, Wang Wu held back her smile, tiptoed and patted Zhao Yun's shoulder, and sent back the words: "The general thinks too much."