Silver Moon Halberd

After drawing the sixth trace, Ye Zhenge counted down the days waiting for rescue.

He was not good at water, but fortunately he was caught in the broken wood of the mast when he was sucked into the sea, and after floating for two days, he finally saw the island.It is an exaggeration to say that the island is an exaggeration. It does not take a cup of tea to circle it three times, except for a few cedar trees, it is white sand.

While his strength was still there, Ye Zhenge lit a bonfire, picked up a red-hot wooden stick, estimated the approximate location, and sent it to his back.When he lowered the mast, the splinters directly penetrated the flesh of his back, and now the wound would worsen, so he had to risk the fire.With the sound of "stabbing", the smell of burnt flesh rushed into his nostrils, his eyelids drooped slightly, and a trace of painful expression did not appear.

Lying on the sand on his side, the sun hurt his eyelids, he reluctantly moved his eyes from the sea to the front of him... There were tens of thousands of "diners", attracted by the tempting smell, preparing to enjoy a delicious meal.Powerless to drive away this huge team, Ye Zhenge closed his eyes numbly, the darkness swept across his consciousness instantly like a wave, and he was in a trance, and he couldn't tell where he was.

The inside of the cave is intertwined, dark and dull, and as cold as an ice cave.

Every ten steps, Ye Zhenge would carve a mark on the wall, and if it didn't work, he would go back to the branch road and start again. When he realized that every road was a dead end, there was only a puddle of water left in front of him.He almost drowned, but after finally landing on the shore, he stepped on a lump of softness. After groping carefully, the person on the sole of his foot was Chi Qianli.He couldn't wake up after calling him several times, but Ye Zhenge helped him to sit on the bank and continued on his way.

At that time, it had been more than nine days since entering the Tianshui Karst Cave.

Ye Zhenge naively thought at first that with Shen Chuxing's luck, he would have to take a shortcut to leave early, but the facts before him gradually became clear: there is no way to go deep, no way to retreat, and the other party is in the same predicament as him.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Zhenge finally found Shen Chuxing on the back of a rock, perhaps the exit was not far away, and the moment the thought came to him, he was ecstatic!But the person who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes and bit his left arm like crazy!I can feel the pain of being torn, I can smell the blood, and I can even hear the sound of chewing; he is very clear-headed, but he is really tired...

Ye Zhenge waited exhaustedly for the other party to "get his wish", but unexpectedly, this mouthful of flesh and blood aroused Wuqing's self-destructive impulse.

Shen Chuxing slammed into the rock wall beside him!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The silence was harsh.

After a brief hesitation, Ye Zhenge took a long breath, tried his best to overturn Shen Chuxing's body, and said word by word: "If you want to die, we will die here together."

Unable to break free, Shen Chuxing gradually calmed down, and after a long while uttered a soft call: "Master..."

If one person walks out, all three can be rescued. This is the content of the "test".Therefore, if he hadn't been afraid that Shen Chuxing would go mad again, Ye Zhenge wouldn't have carried this burden. He would have found the exit the moment he found the exit and the rest of the people would have had a chance.Hunger, cold, darkness, the taste of despair, and the imminence of death did not slow his steps.Exactly how many days have passed, Ye Zhenge is already blurred, when he felt the long-lost sunshine with Shen Chuxing on his back, a very familiar voice rang in his ears...

"Wake up! Ye Zhenge, wake up!"

As if he had been disturbed from a dream, he opened his eyes and looked at the person with a slightly sullen expression... His eyes gradually narrowed, and he was dazed for a long time, then he smiled and said, "The young hero has turned into a disfigured cat..."

Guan Ye Zhenge's lips moved but no sound was heard, Xi Xiu suddenly became nervous, and quickly lowered her head to check, only to find that Ye Zhenge's body was covered with sand crabs, and the palms on the opponent's back were extremely sticky!Strange feelings kept pouring into her heart, Xi Xiu slowly raised her hand to her eyes, and immediately rolled over his body...

A small boat that came to help had returned along the original route. This sea area was full of hidden reefs, and large ships could not pass through it. They had to join Feng Jing in advance.The rest of the boatmen fetched water bags, and even more enthusiastic ones wanted to help, but before they touched the corner of Ye Zhen Ge's clothes, they were stopped by a loud rage.

"Go away!" Xi Xiu hugged the man tightly, trembling all over, even her voice was extremely hoarse, "Don't touch him...no one is allowed to touch him..."

Feng Jing invited the best doctor in Tongliang, but he couldn't bear to look at it after a quick glance, and walked out of the room beating his chest and feet, as if he had aged ten years.

When the master treated Miss Feng, Wu Han was still an apprentice. After the master taught him what he had learned all his life, he entrusted the medical clinic to him with confidence.

Wu Han was cautious and careful, which was in stark contrast to the Zhao brothers' neat behavior. He watched a stick of incense burn to the end and then lit another stick in a hurry. After half a stick of incense, he picked up a green porcelain bottle and moved it close to Ye Zhenge's nose and shook it lightly. , awakened the unconscious person.

"Using medicine is not suitable for festering wounds. After all, the effect of soothing incense is limited. Can you bear it?" Wu Han knew that he had lost his voice, and then said, "Yes, you blink once; no, just blink twice."

Ye Zhenge answered with a blink of an eye.

"When the third stick of incense is lit, I will lower the saber. You can't move until the incense burns out. Are you forced?"

Eyes blinked and blinked, then his eyes shifted to Xi Xiu, Ye Zhenge was about to open his lips when he firmly held his hand.Looking at the worry on his face and the helplessness in his eyes, Ye Zhenge pursed his lips and closed his eyes again.

A stick of incense can be said to be long or not, except for the sweat on the forehead and the blue lips, Xi Xiu can't see any expression on Ye Zhenge's face, and even the hand that is held in the palm of her own is limp and without a trace of strength.Xi Xiu wondered if Ye Zhenge had fainted from the pain, and whispered anxiously.The tightly closed long eyelashes trembled suddenly, and Ye Zhenge suddenly grabbed him with his backhand, the strength was so great that it almost crushed his bones.Xi Xiu didn't even frown, and immediately put her other hand on the back of Ye Zhenge's hand and wrapped it in both palms.

Before he knew it, the bedding under Ye Zhenge's body was soaked with blood, and the cotton cloth piled up higher and higher under the bed, forming a red hill.

Sweat also soaked Wu Han's back. One apprentice wiped his sweat, and the other cleaned up the filth, sending the red, white and white pots of corruption out of the house.Cleaning up the festers, seeing the fresh flesh and blood, Wu Han took over the cloth soaked in wine to clean the wound, the whole time was perfect, and the last wisp of smoke wafted from the incense burner.

After bandaging the wound, Wu Han went to report to Feng Jing: "The process is going well. Afterwards, the dressing needs to be changed every day. Combined with the prescription of warming the meridians and dispelling cold, removing putrefaction and promoting muscle growth, I believe there should be no serious problems."

As for the inevitable scars after healing, he didn't mention it, Feng Jing knew it well.With a sigh, he ordered his daughter to entertain Wu Han, and Feng Jing went into the house to visit his nephew.

When Feng Jing came to the bed, he found that his nephew had fallen asleep. Seeing that the strips of cloth on his back were stained with pink, and he couldn't see the large bloodstains on the mattress that he had replaced, the corners of his eyes felt sore: "It's all uncle's fault, it caused you to suffer."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xi Xiu, and comforted him: "There is an old man here, go and rest."

Xi Xiu was carefully wiping the sweat off Ye Zhenge's shoulders and neck, without turning her head, she said, "You haven't closed your eyes for a few days and you need to rest."

Impulsive and stubborn, Feng Jing is well aware of the youth's temperament, and although he spent time with the youth, he was not less angry, but he secretly admired his loyalty and persistence; finally moved by his friendship for his nephew, Feng Jing made a compromise.

For several days, the pain and low-grade fever tormented Ye Zhenge, and every now and then, Xi Xiu would fan him until he fell asleep peacefully.He has lived for 25 years and he has never been so embarrassed, and now he has to do other people's hands for trivial things that are usually extremely simple. Xi Xiu didn't think too much, and devoted himself to taking care of the patients. Later, he even took care of changing the medicine without Wu Han's intervention.

The sun was setting, and the house was full of rays of light.

Xi Xiu was sitting by the bed, her face was red and black from the sun, her lips were moulting, and her bloodshot eyes were full of tired shadows.

Ye Zhenge was lying on his side on the bed, although he had lost a lot of weight and his back was injured, but his complexion was stronger than him.

"Thirsty or hungry? Do you want to go to the toilet?" Xi Xiu asked in the same way, staring at Ye Zhenge's fingers and waiting for instructions.If the index finger is tapped once, it is thirsty, if it is tapped twice, it is hungry, if the hand is clenched into a fist, it is internal anxiety.

After waiting for a while and seeing no response from the other party, Xi Xiu soaked the veil again and wiped his cheeks.The cold Bupa came from the corner of the forehead to the lips, and was about to move it to the chin, but the lips moved suddenly, and a hoarse voice came out: "Sorry..."

She suddenly raised her head to meet Ye Zhenge's eyes, then immediately lowered her eyes, Xi Xiu tightly squeezed the handkerchief into her palm, and said in a blunt tone, "Why are you sorry?"

"Because I worried you..."

"Your life is your own. You have the final say on how to use it. It's not up to outsiders—"

"You are not an outsider..." Interrupting him, Ye Zhenge raised his arm with difficulty to caress the back of his hand, "You have the right to be angry."

Biting her lips, Xi Xiu said in a muffled voice, "You've even forgotten about the married woman, so why risk your life to save her sister? You can't be as ruthless as you say, But knowing that you are not heartless, I don't feel relieved at all...I would rather you be selfish..."

"At that time, I was not allowed to think or hesitate. It wasn't until I drifted to the island that I started to be afraid that I would never see you again..." Ye Zhenge's voice was hoarse, but his tone was very gentle, "Xi Xiu, I miss you very much, you Miss me?"

With his head down, Xi Xiu didn't say a word, he really couldn't say it, he was thinking like crazy, even if Ye Zhenge was right in front of his eyes, he still couldn't stop thinking about it, afraid that everything was his own illusion.

Ye Zhenge didn't urge him, and looked at him with a faint smile: "I've been lying down for several days, and my waist is sore and my legs are swollen. Can you rub it for me?"

Xi Xiu came back to her senses, and when she heard him say that she was unwell, she immediately forgot about her previous emotions and hurriedly massaged his calf.

"Is that so?"

"Up."

"how about this?"

"Up."

"Ok?"

"Further up."

Xi Xiu couldn't laugh or cry, pinched his cheek gently: "Is this a leg or a waist?"

Ye Zhenge sent his eyes faintly: "I want to apologize. I shouldn't be angry with you that day. In fact, I was the one who lost my calm. I want to thank you for your meticulous care recently. I feel deeply guilty for making you feel sorry for me. Worries... but these are not the most I want to say..."

With her heart pounding, Xi Xiu said, "What do you want to say?"

"I wish to tell you in secret."

Xi Xiu really bent down and put her ears close to Ye Zhenge, but what was waiting was not words, but soft lips that fell on the skin with the warm breath.Slowly straightened up, staring at him for a moment, Xi Xiu blinked and said softly: "Can I listen again?"