Only senior brother is amazing

He Bei raised his heavy eyelids, and found himself lying on the bank of an unfamiliar river, like a stranded fish.He didn't know how long he had slept, but it was still day when he woke up last time, and now it was long night.

He lowered his head and took a look at the wound on his chest by the moonlight. Blood was still oozing out, but it was not as serious as before. In some places, thick, wet, and sticky blood scabs had begun to form.

He slowly supported his body with his hands. As soon as he sat up, he felt a strong sense of dizziness in his head, which made his eyes go black, and he fell heavily backwards. The back of his head hit the sharp stone, causing pain Incomparable.

He touched the back of his head with his hand and found that there was a lot of blood.It's just that this pain is like scratching an itch to him.

He looked around the unfamiliar environment, thinking that he should have fallen into the river at Strelitz Peak, and then drifted here with the river.

So far, no one has discovered his existence, and he has never seen any traces of people, and he is in a desolate situation.

He didn't have enough medicine to heal the wound, which was infecting, inflamed, festering.There is no food for him to satisfy his hunger and replenish his strength.If it wasn't for Bai Zi, he would have died a long time ago.Worst of all, he has difficulty even standing up now.

He Bei randomly fished out from his tattered clothes, and was pleasantly surprised to find a bottle of medicine.This is the bottle of medicine that Song Liuying bought for him with meritorious service before, and it has miraculous effects in healing internal and external injuries.

After he swallowed the medicine, he felt the effect soon.The pain in his body was suppressed, and he was still able to stand up and walk.But his legs and feet were injured, and he limped when he walked, and his speed was extremely slow.Because of the blockage of the meridian, it is also impossible to use light work.

But his willpower is amazing, relying on the short-term effect of drugs, he crossed the whole wilderness, and finally came to a post.It's just that as soon as the front foot stepped into the station, the back foot lost consciousness and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in a moving carriage.

The person who entered was an old man with gray temples, his face was full of traces of time, about the same age as his father, wearing a luxurious yellow robe with beautiful houndstooth pattern.As well as the beautifully decorated car wall full of decorations behind him, it shows his high status.

Seeing that He Bei was awake, he raised his eyelids, his expression was lazy, and his voice was high-pitched: "Xiao Langjun is awake?"

He Bei raised his eyebrows and asked, "Well...you are?"

The old man did not answer He Bei directly, but said: "The old man picked you up at the post station in Xilin Town. At that time, you were seriously injured and passed out. The people at the post station thought you were dead and wanted to carry you to the hill Buried. The old man realized that you could still be saved, so he took you into the carriage and fed you a few pills... You really came back to life. You are lucky."

He Bei moved his body, the cloth pulled on the wound and it hurt.He frowned: "Thank you, old man."

The old man looked inquiringly: "How could you suffer such a serious injury... The old man checked your wound, and it doesn't look like an ordinary wound. You provoked such a powerful enemy at a young age? "

He Bei's eyes darkened, and he sighed heavily: "Well...my father was in the rivers and lakes before, and made some grievances. After he died, I will bear it."

The old man stroked his white and slender eyebrows: "It's a debt, I've seen too much. Look at your eyes... half of Wujiang blood?"

He Bei nodded: "Well..."

The old man's expression didn't change, he just asked, "What's your plan next."

He Bei covered his throbbing heart, and said, "I don't have any plans. It's a day to live one more day..."

The old man asked again: "What's your name?"

Tormented by the pain, He Bei's eyes were scarlet, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his pupils were covered with a layer of moist water.

He could pretend to be weak and looked extremely pitiful at this time, a trace of pity flashed in the old man's eyes.

He Bei opened his dry lips and said, "My surname is Xie...and my name is Xie Hanyi."

"Xie Hanyi..." he murmured. "Looking at you, if the old man doesn't care about you, you probably won't survive. The old man is going to Beifu, why don't you go with the old man?"

He Bei thought, isn't this a blessing in disguise, so why not take a ride along the way?Going to Beifu happened to be the first step of his plan. Going in a carriage would be the most comfortable result.

The old man raised his momentum again, and said: "The old man just needs a waiter." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, took a sip of hot tea with the white jade cup as smooth as suet.

He Bei put on a kind face: "What should I call you?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and said quietly, "Call me... Uncle Huai."

He Bei's tone was pretending to be excited: "Uncle Huai. When I recover from my injury, I will serve you with all my heart."

Uncle Huai nodded, twisted the golden ruby ​​ring on his thumb that was the size of a pigeon egg, and murmured: "Well, it will happen. Your injury will take care of you. The old man has brought a lot of wound medicine when he came out this time. You are lucky, kid." ...It's your clothes. I wanted to change them into clean clothes, but the wounds are stuck to the clothes. When you get to Hengyang County, you can deal with it yourself."

Uncle Huai asked, "Do you know martial arts?"

He Bei nodded: "Yes."

"How many?"

"Four products..."

"Well, it's no wonder you were beaten up like this. In the future, you will learn more skills from this old man. Your enemies must know your name, so why don't you consider changing it?"

He Bei pretended to be grateful: "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Uncle Huai saved my life, it's like reborn parents... Uncle Huai, please give me your name."

He Bei also asked what a good name this surnamed Huai would give him, but he smacked his lips and said, "Well... why don't you call him Xiaoliuzi."

He Bei hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "En...OK."

Within two or three hours, the carriage drove into Hengyang County.

With Uncle Huai's financial resources, he naturally chose to live in a first-class inn.He Bei was fortunate to be assigned a small single room.

Uncle Huai sent a handsome young man to deliver medicine to He Bei.

The little male waiter had slender fingers, and a reddish-brown pattern was tattooed on the back of his hand, half covered by his sleeves. He Bei couldn't see the exact look clearly, but he always felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The little male waiter had two dimples when he laughed, which reminded He Bei of Qi Nian and made him feel sour.Because the sound of Qi Nian will remind you of Xie Juan.

After he finished these things... he must return to Fengyu Mountain and take Xie Juan away.

Little Wuzi enthusiastically said: "Sixth brother, do you need little Wuzi to give you medicine?"

He Bei really admires Uncle Huai's preference for naming: "Well, help me deal with my back..." His tone paused for a while, and he said again: "I have a question, is there any more? Called the fourth son, the third son, and the second son?"

Little Wuzi was stunned: "Well... how do you know?"

He Bei burst out laughing: "Is it hard to guess?"

"Can you bring me some hot water, thank you." He Bei's voice was low and hoarse.Coupled with his injured and decadent handsome face, Xiao Wuzi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Okay, brother six." Little Wuzi ran away with his head down and blushing.

After Xiao Wuzi filled up the hot water, he was shocked by the scene when he entered the door.

He Bei was tearing his shirt, and when it reached his abdomen, he could clearly see that the clothes were sticking to the wound, pulling out many sticky blood threads.

Just looking at it hurts, and Xiao Wuzi's legs are a little weak.

What made his legs weak even more was the wound on He Bei's chest, where a large black blood vessel spread, densely packed with mysterious scars that looked like blooming flowers.

At the location of the atrium, there is also a blood hole that is bleeding.

Little Wuzi panicked a little, let go of his hand, and almost slipped the hot water basin he was holding.

From this point of view, the long and short bloodstains on He Bei's back can only be regarded as the tip of the iceberg.

He Bei, who was dealing with the wound, didn't look in pain, his brows were slightly frowned, his expression was focused, and he didn't say a word.It's just that when he tore the last piece of fabric from his abdomen, the creases between his brows deepened, he let out a "hiss", closed his eyes, and with a ruthless movement, the piece of fabric was completely torn off by him with rough techniques.

At this time, He Bei's upper body was naked. Although his body was covered with scars, from the broad shoulders, to the thin collarbone, to the abdomen, and the waistline that suddenly tightened, this perfect body structure stunned Xiao Wuzi for a moment.

"Can you give me some more medicinal wine..." He Bei smiled slightly.

Little Wuzi was a little lost, nodded in panic, and trotted out again.After a while, he returned with more than a dozen bottles of medicinal wine.Because Uncle Huai didn't bring much medicinal wine, he didn't dare to finish it all, so he bought some at the inn counter with his own money.

He Bei said with satisfaction: "Thank you. Well...you might as well turn around first, lest I scare you."

Little Wuzi turned around silently, he couldn't stand the tragic scene.

He heard He Bei not far behind him, breathing heavy and low while pouring medicinal wine, and grunting from time to time.He was terrified when he heard it, and his cheeks felt hot...

He Bei's words came again: "Well... most of them are fine. I may not be able to get the back, please help me."

Little Wu nodded: "Okay."

Little Wuzi turned around with a blushing face, and reached out to take the medicinal wine bottle that He Bei handed him.The bottle of the medicinal wine bottle was stained with wet blood, which stained his fingertips red, but he didn't feel sick.

He poured the medicinal wine evenly on He Bei's bloody wound, it hurt even looking at him, but He Bei looked indifferent and didn't say a word.

He Bei suddenly turned his head and looked sideways at him: "Is it getting better soon? The wound on the back is not deep, so just fiddle with it casually."

Xiao Wuzi looked at the green pupil that was as clear as emerald, and nodded with a dull expression.But the movement of his hands didn't stop.

Probably because he is used to serving Uncle Huai, he is very meticulous in everything he does.

After treating He Bei's back, Xiao Wuzi took the initiative to help He Bei's chest wound.He Bei's handling was too rough before, and he couldn't stand it.

When Xiao Wuzi cleaned it up for the second time, he even found a mixture of stones and rotten meat... He thought to himself, He Bei is also fate.

"Thank you, little five." He Bei thanked him sincerely.

Little Wuzi smiled: "You're welcome."

He Bei didn't want to trouble others too much, so he simply bandaged the wound on his chest with gauze.

He Bei blindly selected some from the pile of colorful pill bottles of different heights, and swallowed several pills of different types at the same time in the last gulp.

Little Wuzi was a little worried: "You can't take this medicine blindly..."

He Bei looked indifferent: "I know..."

Little Wu asked, "Are you very knowledgeable in medicine?"

"I don't really understand, but I know which ones are valuable. I picked the expensive ones and ate some, and it should be fine."

"kindness......"

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