Oriole Line

Although his eyes were closed, he slept restlessly.

"How's the situation?" Pu Chen asked the doctor.

The doctor looked puzzled: "Young master fell from the city wall and broke several breast bones. There is no danger of life. It's just that the injury on this hand..."

"be honest!"

"The wound on this hand is too deep, it has already been infected, and the meridian on the wrist has been broken. If I take the arrow at this time, I am afraid that the wound will worsen and the young master will not be able to survive."

The doctor, Pu Chen, recognized him, and he was the best in the army.Pu Chen's heart tightened, he was puzzled and said: "It's obviously a flesh wound, why can't it survive?"

The doctor said with a serious expression: "It's nothing more than an ordinary arrow wound, please take a look at this arrow and smell it."

Pu Chen put the tip of his nose close to Wen Tao's palm, which was still bleeding, and the sharp arrow shot across, shining coldly.This is...Puchen wrinkled the tip of his nose, a stench from a stable, is it...horse dung?

The doctor nodded: "It's horse dung. The arrow is easily infected with horse dung, and it is difficult to clean the wound. Right now, the young master is already weak. If the wound is further infected, his life may be in danger."

"Why do other people's arrow wounds are ordinary wounds, and Wen Tao's arrow is stained with horse manure? Who shot it?" Pu Chen was furious, and he didn't know who to shoot at.Wen Tao is the person Mr. Wei sacrificed himself to save, and he must save him.

"It's... Khalil." A guard who came back from the battlefield whispered next to him, "This arrow was shot by Khalil."

Pu Chen gasped, if it wasn't for the fact that Khalil was dead, Pu Chen would have the urge to rush over and chop him a few more times.At that time Wen Tao was wearing his iron armor, and Wen Tao took the arrow for him.Khalil is so insidious that he is still tampering with the arrow!Pu Chen's heart was like a cannon that was about to burst, he stared at the doctor, his voice trembling: "As long as it can save him, I can do anything!"

"Now my son's wrist meridian is broken, and there is an infection in the palm. The safest thing is to cut off the entire left palm to save his life." Lang Zhong said.

"No!" Pu Chen said decisively, "He used his left hand to wield a sword all his life, if his left hand is cut off, how will he hold his sword in the future?"

The doctor shook his head and said regretfully: "Even if I don't cut off my left hand, luckily I took the arrow and healed the wound. This breaks the meridian, so I must never raise the sword again."

Pu Chen was in a heart-wrenching pain. He still remembers what Qi Dai said when he introduced Wen Tao, "A sword in one hand and a left hand make one superb".Wen Tao once fought side by side with him in the Chaoyang Palace with his left-handed sword, and once killed King Huben with his left hand in Liangzhou. At that time, his left hand was injured once.Pu Chen's heart tightened again, and he thought about this time, when he went to borrow troops, how many Beiyan people did Wen Tao kill with his left hand sword?If Wen Tao loses his left hand, how should he face him?What is the vow I made in my heart never to let him be hurt again?

Pu Chen was still thinking intensely when he suddenly saw Wen Tao opened his eyes.He was running a fever, his face was flushed red, and his lips moved as if to speak.

"You're seriously hurt, don't talk yet." Pu Chen said.

Wen Tao opened his eyes and shook his head desperately.His whole body was in pain, as if he was in the underworld, and the pain spread from all over his body, burning him like balls of fire.He has been strong since he was a child, and he seldom complained of pain when bumped. Even when he received Pu's ten lashes in Jiankang, he didn't say a word.But this time, he felt that he couldn't go on anymore. After several days of hard fighting, he was desperate when he fell from the tower. He thought Wuchang would not be able to hold on.But he finally saw Pu Chen galloping towards him on a black and green horse, and the reinforcements coming down from the battleship behind him.He slowly closed his eyes, feeling so tired for the first time in his life...

When he woke up again, he was in a daze and heard the doctor say that his left hand would be cut off. He tried to open his eyes, but his throat hurt like a fire. He wanted to say, don’t cut off my left hand, but he couldn’t. If so, I can only shake my head desperately.He looked at Pu Chen with anxiety in his eyes.Pu Chen seemed to understand his meaning instantly, and said firmly to the doctor: "No, absolutely not, let's take the arrow."

"Even if you take the arrow, the danger has just begun. It will take three days to save your life. If you don't survive..." The doctor didn't go on, and Pu Chen naturally understood what he meant. In his heart, Wen Tao Life is naturally the most important.As long as Wen Tao's life is alive, he is willing to pay any price, as long as he is alive, even if his limbs are broken, he will hold Wen Tao in his palm.However, he knows Wen Tao too well, if he loses his left hand, it will make his life worse than death.He knew that Wen Tao must have heard what the doctor said, so he glanced at Wen Tao, and Wen Tao nodded deeply at him.Wen Tao's meaning is very clear, even if risking his life, even if he can no longer hold the sword, he must keep his left hand, otherwise, he would rather die.

"Get the arrow." Pu Chen shook his head to hide his trembling voice.

The doctor sighed, and just about to make a move, a personal guard suddenly said: "The governor, the acting king is outside, I want to see the governor."

Pu Chen's mind was all on Wen Tao at the moment, he waved his hand and said, "Please come back tomorrow, Dai Wang."

"Dai Wang heard that a soldier was shot and wounded, so he came here to deliver medicine."

As soon as he heard that he was delivering medicine, Pu Chen hurriedly said to the doctor: "Wait a minute, wait for me." After saying that, he rushed out quickly.

Outside the room, Zhou Yu was waiting for Pu Chen with a small package in his hand. "Brother Yi Xing." He saluted, "I heard that Brother Yi Xing's bodyguard was seriously injured, and was stabbed by Khalil's arrow. The king specially brought the imperial wine."

"Royal wine?" Pu Chen wondered, "What's the use of royal wine?"

Zhou Yudao: "This wine comes from the palace. There are more than a dozen more wine-making processes. The purity is by no means comparable to that of the outside water wine. Since it was wounded by an arrow, the wound must be easily infected. Rinse it with this wine to reduce the possibility of infection. "

When Pu Chen heard that this wine was indeed a good medicine to save Wen Tao's life, he immediately clasped his fists and said: "The treasure of the court is rare to come by. The kindness of the king is beyond words!"

Zhou Yu grinned, and there was a small dimple on his cheek: "You really have to thank me, such a precious thing, I only brought this bottle this time, just in case."

When Pu Chen heard this, he felt even more sorry, and just as he didn't know how to speak, Zhou Yu said kindly: "Go and save someone first. I saw the way you left just now, and I guessed that it must be someone important to you. Although it's just a relative Wei, but our lives can only be taken care of by relying on them?"

Pu Chen nodded, and thanked him again: "He is not only my bodyguard, but also my most important person. Saving him on behalf of the king is equivalent to saving me. On behalf of the king, I will repay you for your kindness in the future!"

The most important person?Zhou Yu was a little puzzled, but Pu Chen had already returned to the room.

As soon as the doctor smelled the imperial wine, he praised: "It really is a good medicine. After I take out the arrow, I need to use this wine to clean the wound immediately. The wounded must be in great pain, and he needs to be tied to prevent touching the wound."

"Don't tie him up, I will restrain him." Pu Chen said.

"This... the wound hurts unbearably, and the young master is a martial artist, so it is more secure to tie it up."

"No need to say much." Pu Chen was decisive.

He helped Wen Tao up, Wen Tao was suffering from a high fever, his eyelids were heavy at the moment, and he was drowsy.

"I'll stop you when I'm taking the arrow and cleaning the wound, if you want to shout, don't hold back, it's not good for the wound." Pu Chen said softly to Wen Tao.

Wen Tao nodded, and he stretched out his left hand.This hand was completely swollen, bloody and bloody, Wen Tao turned his head away.Pu Chen embraced him from behind, pressing his head on his shoulder.

"Let's start." Pu Chen ordered.

"The wound is very swollen, you have to use a sharp knife to cut deep into the original wound before you can take the arrow, young master bear with it."

Pu Chen gritted his upper and lower teeth tightly, and nodded.The doctor picked up a sharp knife and cut down hard along the arrow's wound. Blood gushed out all of a sudden, and Wen Tao's teeth began to chatter instantly, accompanied by hissing inhalation.The doctor changed the direction and cut again, this time, Wen Tao's right hand, which was holding Pu Chen's arm vaguely, was now tightly grasping him, the nails were all white.Pu Chen tightened his grip on Wen Tao, and he felt that Wen Tao was shaking all over.

"You can take it now." Lang Zhong said, "As soon as I finish taking it, I will pour imperial wine on the wound, young master, please hold back and don't move."

Wen Tao leaned his head on Pu Chen's shoulder and nodded.

Pu Chen is behind Wen Tao at this time, wrapping his left hand tightly around Wen Tao's waist, and locking Wen Tao's chest with his right hand. With a sound of "呲", the doctor took out the arrow with sharp eyes and quick hands.Wen Tao endured everything, and still let out a cry.His pain was so severe that his teeth were trembling.

"Bite me, it's okay." Pu Chen put his right arm in front of Wen Tao, without saying a word, poured a spoonful of royal wine on Wen Tao's opened wound, Wen Tao couldn't bear it anymore, and bit Pu Chen His arm was so strong that Pu Chen felt that a piece of his flesh was about to be bitten off.But this kind of pain finally made him feel a little bit better tonight, and he finally took part of Wen Tao's pain in some way.

The doctor was pouring the imperial wine while cleaning the wound with burnt silver needles. Wen Tao burst into tears in pain. Apart from biting Pu Chen's arm, he had no way to relieve the pain. At this moment, he was even willing to die to escape this pain.

Pu Chen's arm was bitten so hot that it hurt, but he didn't make a sound, just comforted softly: "It's almost over, Taotao."

Finally, the nightmarish stick of incense time passed, and the wound was treated.Wen Tao didn't even have the strength to bite, and he passed out.Pu Chen didn't dare to let him go, but still hugged him tightly with his left hand, let go of his bitten right hand, grabbed Wen Tao's right hand that had just hung down, and pulled him whole.