Wang Yue Han

After hearing this, Yan Ziyao just sat up quietly from Chi Yao, without asking any more questions, Du Shiyu helped Chi Yao out of bed, Chi Yao saw that Yan Ziyao was not moving at all, and asked, "Zi Yao, don't you want to go and see? "; Yan Ziyao still sat still, put on airs and fell into a trance, and did not answer;

Seeing him like this, Chi Yao said with regret on purpose: "If you don't go, then don't go, but my medical skills are not very good. If you can't cure Mr. Jiang, it can only mean that his time has come, and he will go back."; Yu, let's go, let's go and have a look." Without a wheelchair, Du Shiyu is a ready-made car, and Chi Yao is on his back, telling him to go quickly; Du Shiyu is walking on the corridor with Chi Yao on his back, and he is extremely curious about Yan Ziyao's reaction: "Chi Yao, is your junior in a bad mood?"; "He has been stubborn since he was a child, and the more he cares about something, the less he will say anything." Chi Yao thought for a while, and then said: "Leave him alone, we can't wait a while, he Definitely follow."; Du Shiyu became curious and asked: "You mean...your junior brother and Mr. Jiang? Between them..."; "If you are in the mood to inquire about this matter, you might as well go faster, otherwise It's really a waste of time." Chi Yao told Du Shiyu to hurry up, after all, it was about Jiang Zihan, Jiang Zihan was slapped by the civet cat in the morning, he really didn't know if it was serious or not?

"No, I'm not curious.";

"Stop talking, hurry up, you might die if you go late." Chi Yao continued to urge Du Shiyu, saying that the consequences were serious; hearing that the consequences were serious, Du Shiyu didn't dare to say anything more, and hurried on his way behind Chi Yao's back , Chi Yao knew that Yan Ziyao was following the corner, and there was a foxy smile on the corner of his mouth. I don't believe you don't feel bad; after entering the West Chamber, Du Shiyu put Chi Yao by the bed, Jiang Zihan's face was still pale, and the blood on the corner of his lips was still there. Liu, Chi Yao hurriedly sealed Jiang Zihan's important points, turned his head and scolded Du Shiyu, "Shiyu, why didn't you stop the bleeding."; "I can't..." Du Shiyu was a king when he was born, and he had no worries Being supported by the tribe, you don't have to worry about anything at all, so it's okay for you to let him make a big move, but let's forget about the art of Qi Huang; "Sorry, I forgot." Chi Yao squeezed Jiang Zihan's wrist to feel the pulse , this injury...he really can't cure it; there is good medicine for internal injuries, but what about heart injuries?There is no way for him to heal a heartbroken heart, Chi Yao shook his head, and sighed softly: "Shi Yu, bring a pen and paper, and I will give you a prescription. Neither you nor I can leave this Nian Ci Temple, so let Mr. Lu think about it." Find a way to go to the city to buy medicine. As for whether Mr. Jiang's injury can be cured, it depends on God's will."; "So serious?" Du Shiyu took the prescription, and he had never seen the names of the medicines on it. Is it serious?

"Hey... Anyway, I can't tell if Mr. Jiang can wake up. Maybe he will wake up in a few hours, but he may not be able to sleep anymore." Chi Yao asked Du Shiyu to take him away, although Well, the civet cat's palm would not have killed Jiang Zihan, but Chi Yao just did a little trick to stop his bleeding. As for the rest of the matter, someone will naturally come to deal with the aftermath.

Yan Ziyao hid in a dark corner, and only came out quietly when Chi Yao and the others were far away. Didn't he not hear the conversation between Chi Yao and Du Shiyu? Will Jiang Zihan really not be able to wake up?

Gently closing the door, lest the spring breeze blow out the candle again. He thought, he must be afraid of the dark; During this sleep, a nightmare came unknowingly. In the dream, he saw someone destroying his face with his own hands, and then holding up a dagger and gouging out his heart. He heard the person say with a wry smile, "This time, I will let you go free." , and let myself go, if there is an afterlife, I...swear not to be human! Please...don't let me meet you again...I'm tired, really tired..."; Jiang Zihan was tired by the nightmare , hair wet with cold sweat, muttering to himself: "I let you go free...and I let myself go...but...why does God let me...meet you again..."; "This pulse ...Why is it so chaotic..." Yan Ziyao's fingertips moved slightly, and the pulse under his fingertips was disorganized. If he allowed it to continue, until Jiang Zihan's breath was completely disordered, he might really be unable to recover. At that time, he could barely save him. If someone dies, Jiang Zihan will either become a useless person or become a demon, but no matter which one, Yan Ziyao doesn't want to see him. He was thinking about how to cure him, and Jiang Zihan spit out a mouthful of blood again, "What's going on? Didn’t the bleeding be stopped just now! Why did you vomit again!”; the blood kept flowing from Jiang Zihan’s mouth, Yan Ziyao couldn’t calm down anymore, and hurriedly wiped Jiang Zihan’s spilled blood with his sleeve, but he wiped more and more In Jiang Zihan's nightmare, the person kept mutilating himself. In reality, he kept vomiting blood. Yan Ziyao was like a thousand arrows piercing through his heart. He clearly said that they had nothing to do with each other, but why did I still feel so sad that I couldn't breathe when I saw you like this, shaking my head Sighing softly, the pulse under his fingertips was getting weaker and more chaotic. Yan Ziyao didn't dare to imagine how he would face it after the pulse was so weak that it stopped. His sleeves were stained red with blood, he sideways helped Jiang Zihan up to sit in meditation, he didn't even take off his shoes and socks, went straight to the bed and sat opposite Jiang Zihan, raised Jiang Zihan's hands to meet his palms: "Jiang Zihan, although I don't know All of this is fate or evil, but I will never see death without saving." Yan Ziyao, with the body of three yangs, carried the qi of the Daoist sect to guide Jiang Zihan's tendons, and the breath flowed into Jiang Zihan's dantian continuously. After a long time , Jiang Zihan finally stopped vomiting blood slowly, but Yan Ziyao didn't dare to be careless, and continued to gather Qi to heal Jiang Zihan.

Du Shiyu went to Lu Zhuofeng's room according to Chi Yao's instructions, and gave the prescription to Lu Zhuofeng. Lu Zhuofeng was tired for a day and had just finished taking a bath. When he received the prescription, he was dumbfounded. , Polygonum multiflorum, longan meat?He said suddenly: "Du Shiyu, these are medicinal materials that greatly nourish qi and blood. Has anyone here lost too much blood?"; seeing Lu Zhuofeng dressed like this, Du Shiyu stood at the door and did not enter the house: "The injured here , who else but Mr. Jiang?”; “Ah? When our little bamboo came down the mountain, didn’t it still be fine?” Why did he suddenly fall ill?Still sick enough to need such a big supplement: "No, I have to go and see."; "Don't tell me, our family Chi Yao said that there is someone to take care of you over there. You just need to be responsible and find a way to prepare all the medicines. Jingdu City There should be a curfew at the door right now. Chi Yao said that you had a conflict with that civet cat during the day, and now the whole capital should have posted notices to arrest you, so you must be careful, but don't be told Caught and peeled off the fox's fur." ​​Du Shiyu stopped Lu Zhuofeng's figure from rushing out, reassuring him, passed on Chi Yao's explanation, and finally added a sentence of his own, although Du Shiyu is considered a junior in terms of the age of practice, But in appearance, he is much older than Lu Zhuofeng; Lu Zhuofeng hurriedly took the prescription: "No, how is my little bamboo hurt?"; "Don't worry, Chi Yao means that there should be no life-threatening , It's just...it should look like he vomited a lot of blood, otherwise Chi Yao wouldn't have prescribed this prescription, right?" Du Shiyu touched his nose, and he didn't know what medicine was sold in his lover's gourd; "Okay then, But you said that the curfew is now, this medicine..." Lu Zhuofeng took the prescription, and there was nothing he could do. Although he could read, he didn't know the ingredients, and it was in the middle of the night; "No hurry, tomorrow you Just go and get it done, Chi Yao and I can’t go out during the day, so we can only look after you.” After Du Shiyu’s mission is completed, it’s time for him to retire; “Yiyun, who do you think will be taking care of Xiao Zhuzi? Ah." After Du Shiyu left, Lu Zhuofeng closed the door and returned to the inner room; Liu Yiyun had just finished bathing, and his hair was still wet. After getting dressed, he poured himself a cup of tea and chuckled: "Zhuofeng, what do you think, Except for the extra honored guest from Nian Ji Temple today, who else can there be?"; "The extra honored guest...you mean!" Lu Zhuofeng was so excited that he almost missed the prescription and staggered to the hospital. Sitting down at the table, he asked, "You mean Yan Ziyao? He's in the little bamboo room?!"; "Stupid..." Liu Yiyun rubbed Lu Zhuofeng's head, his own fox is so cute.

Du Shiyu was lying on the bed with his arms around Chi Yao, thinking of Jiang Zihan's pale face, he couldn't help worrying: "Chi Yao, are you sure Mr. Jiang is okay? He vomited so much blood!"; "Mr. Jiang's injury is fine, He vomited only blood, I think, Mr. Jiang, he should have been injured before, and the civet cat's palm was just right, breaking up the blood accumulated in his body, so he vomited blood continuously."; Du Shiyu supported his head. , looked down at Chi Yao puzzled and asked: "Then what do you say, can you wake up?" It's hard to solve..."; Yao'er, the second senior brother can only help you get here, the rest... depends on whether you can grasp this fate; the night is long, and the wind outside the house is colder. At [-] minutes, Yan Ziyao has been doing kung fu for Jiang Zihan for an hour, but luckily it was not in vain. Jiang Zihan's symptoms have been alleviated. Yan Ziyao breathed a sigh of relief before trying to take back the kung fu. If Jiang Zihan violates his original intention, Yan Ziyao will suffer backlash because of it; Ye Mingyue, may you be safe, although I don't want you to die, but I still can't accept your love, he gently put Jiang Zihan down, sat on the bed and sighed: " With this method, I will draw the ground as a prison to imprison you and me, and I hope that in the future, you will not hate me... ".