The most unlucky crossing in history

The burn on Zhong Qiyun's body, Xie Wenyuan actually just glanced at it in the daytime, the location of the burn happened to be in the middle of the back, the skin and flesh were already thin, the burn was not a trivial matter, not to mention that he knew the area of ​​the burn just by looking at it It's not small, but I don't know exactly how it is.

He didn't ask about it, and he didn't go to see it at night, but because he didn't know why he didn't want to see it.

Seeing this person, he couldn't help thinking of the scene in the fire, thinking of...

Xie Wenyuan closed his eyes.

What's more, at the banquet in the afternoon, Zhong Qiyun, who thought he was seriously injured, acted like a normal person, laughing and having fun with the people around him. Xie Wenyuan thought that although the burns were large, it should be nothing serious, otherwise the banquet It is impossible for this person to be so carefree.

He also presented a clever trick in front of Hu Ningyun.

So in the study, when he saw the cold sweat on Zhong Qiyun's face, he suddenly realized that this person was probably just resisting.

How can such a severe burn not hurt, no matter how good Dr. Huang's ointment is, at most it can only relieve the pain.

He is a bearer.

Yes, how could this person not bear it?

A few months in prison, with no sky and no hope, dirty and smelly environment, punishment of whipping and beating, pretending to be crazy alone, never talking to anyone for many days, waiting for him is death, if you change your mind in such a situation People who are not good, I'm afraid they will kill themselves long ago, and even normal people may go crazy early.

But Zhong Qiyun endured it all, just looking for an opportunity to wait for the opportunity, even if there is only a ray of hope...

What can such a person not bear in order to achieve his goal?

But, even so, Xie Wenyuan never expected that the burn on Zhong Qiyun's back would be so serious.

In the winter of December, Zhong Qiyun only wore a thin coat, which was also mostly wet by the sea water, and now it was sticking to his back.

Standing behind Zhong Qiyun, Xie Wenyuan could clearly see blood seeping through his clothes little by little.

One can imagine that the burns under the clothes will not be much better.

Unable to wait for the injuries on his body, Zhong Qiyun untied his clothes and was about to take them off, but when he was halfway through, he suddenly stopped, and the cold sweat broke out even more.

The clothes stuck to the wound, and with a slight movement, it felt as if the skin on his back had been ripped alive, tearing the already bloody flesh and falling off little by little.

This is really worse than when I was burned...

Zhong Qiyun was so familiar with the hands holding the clothes

Trembling uncontrollably.

After several breaths, Zhong Qiyun coughed lightly, and then took a deep breath. Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at Xie Wenyuan, only to see Xie Wenyuan looking at his back with a silent expression, not knowing what he was thinking .

Xie Wenyuan looked at him in the most embarrassing appearance. He couldn't help himself in the prison, and now his blood is bloody...

Zhong Qiyun sighed in his heart, although he couldn't see what was happening to him, he was naturally aware of the injury on his own body.

The boat was still too small, and there was no shelter in the rest room, and he couldn't avoid it by taking off his coat, so Xie Wenyuan could only see his painful and embarrassing appearance and his bloody wound.

Zhong Qiyun still opened his mouth and said, "You...you better not read it."

As he spoke, he smiled wryly again: "There's nothing to look at, besides, Mr. Xie looked at it so seriously, I was quite nervous." The wound was split open, the skin turned up, and he was in a mess, what's so interesting?He also didn't want Xie Wenyuan to see it.

Hearing the sound, Xie Wenyuan raised his eyes to look at Zhong Qiyun, and looked at him but didn't reply, only asked: "Is the clothes stained?"

Zhong Qiyun paused, but finally nodded and admitted: "Yes... I'm afraid that even the flesh will be torn off right now."

"Let me do it," Xie Wenyuan said, "You can't see the wound, and you don't know the severity of your strike. If you are not careful, you may get hurt even more."

Today's Xie Wenyuan was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations, Zhong Qiyun looked deeply at the person in front of him.

He really needs someone to help now, if it wasn't Xie Wenyuan, he would have called the boatman over.

But since Xie Wenyuan came...

Zhong Qiyun smiled and said, "Then thank you sir."

Xie Wenyuan nodded and didn't speak any more. He just stretched out his hand to take Zhong Qiyun's clothes, but his hands felt icy and cold to the touch. The clothes in his hands seemed to have been frozen in a snowdrift in winter. Wearing a stabbing hand, let alone wearing it on the body.

This kind of feeling made Xie Wenyuan frowned, and felt a little inexplicably annoyed.

The sky in Hangzhou is cloudy and tidal. In December, it will be snowy and windy in a few days. How can such clothes be worn in this season?

Xie Wenyuan was upset, so he carefully pulled off the clothes bit by bit. The clothes had been fitted to the wound for a while, no matter how careful he was, he would inevitably tear off some festering flesh.

"People with burns should avoid alcohol the most. Generally speaking, 'alcohol is warm in nature and pungent in taste. Warm ones can dispel cold and relieve pain, while pungent ones can disperse and relieve alcohol'. Therefore, wine can dredge the meridians and activate Qi.

Blood, but you have a burn, the wound has not been closed, and you drink alcohol to promote qi and blood circulation, do you think it is not a good thing for the injury to heal too quickly? "

Speaking of this, he heard the sound of Zhong Qiyun's teeth clenched, and saw Zhong Qiyun's clenched fists. He was upset, and he continued: "You acted recklessly, you were seriously injured, and you didn't know how to take a good rest, but you just wanted to join the banquet Lively, if the wound festers because of this, it will inevitably scrape the flesh and back, how can you endure that day?"

"Okay, ok, what you said, my lord, I was wrong."

When Xie Wenyuan tore off his clothes completely, Zhong Qiyun loosened his teeth, and repeated with a smile: "I don't know the depth, so you are worried, Mr. Xie, I was wrong."

"..."

Xie Wenyuan suddenly felt that those words just now should not be said.

With the help of a candle, he looked at Zhong Qiyun's burns.The wound was the size of a man's open palm. The burnt lines were twisted and twisted, and the blood flowed down along the mottled marks. There was even some scorched black in the center of the burnt area. It looked really pitiful and horrible.But fortunately, the wound was not deep and did not hurt the root bone. Doctor Huang treated it in time and it didn't get any worse.

However, thinking of the cause of the injury, Xie Wenyuan lowered his eyes slightly, "It seems that it is not appropriate to directly apply wound medicine to your injury now, is there clean water on board?"

Zhong Qiyun: "There is water in the pot over there. I boiled it for drinking before boarding the boat. It should be cold by now. There is also clean gauze in the drawer of the bedside cabinet."

When going out to sea, some bumps and injuries are inevitable after all. They will always prepare daily ointments and rolling cloths, just in case.

"it is good."

Xie Wenyuan took water and gauze, and asked Zhong Qiyun to lie on the chair first, so as to wash the wound and wash away the contaminated seawater.

Zhong Qiyun knew Xie Wenyuan's intentions, so he didn't say much, he found a chair, bent over the back of the chair, Xie Wenyuan walked to his side, and washed the wound with running cold water.

The water mixed with traces of blood rolled down Zhong Qiyun's back, and it is not comfortable to get hurt by the water. Zhong Qiyun endured it for a long time, and when the running water stopped, he took a breath and talked to Xie Wenyuan: "Thank you!" Your lord seems to be quite good at treating wounds?"

"I used to learn some swords at home, so I couldn't help getting hurt. The more I watched, the more I knew."

This was the first time Xie Wenyuan mentioned his family in front of Zhong Qiyun, and Zhong Qiyun turned his head to look at the person who treated his wound.After a while, he asked:

"I heard...your father is the most famous general in the world today?"

Most prestigious?

Xie Wenyuan wiped the skin around the wound with a clean cloth dipped in water, and said lightly: "There are no such famous generals as Tian Dan and Huo Qubing in today's world. War has never been about generals..."

Emperor Fengzheng emphasized civility over military affairs, and everyone in the temple knew it well. Nowadays, civil officials are rampant and military generals are weak in the court. If there is no civil official approval for the battle, no matter how much the generals give advice, it will be useless.

Xie Wenyuan's expression was indifferent, even if he talked about his father now, he didn't change much.

Zhong Qiyun looked at Xie Wenyuan who looked like this, and remembered the rumors he heard back then that Xie Wenyuan was actually at odds with his father...

As for why there was a disagreement, no one knows.

Thinking of this, Zhong Qiyun tentatively asked: "Are you the only child in the family?"

Xie Wenyuan looked at Zhong Qiyun and shook his head: "There is another half-brother."

There are still brothers? !Zhong Qiyun has never heard of this matter. In the whole world, who doesn't talk about the 23-year-old Minister of the Ministry of Justice, how can he hear about the brothers of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice?

"Why haven't I heard of it?" Zhong Qiyun looked at Xie Wenyuan in surprise. Xie Wenyuan's personality really didn't look like he had brothers in his family.

Xie Wenyuan looked at Zhong Qiyun amusedly, "You haven't asked, how would you know?"

Zhong Qiyun heard about Xie Wenyuan, but it was all from He Minqing or the public, these rumors may not be true, and he didn't have the time to sit in the teahouse and listen to these gossips, so how could he know.

However, thinking about it, Xie Wenyuan's half-brother shouldn't be an outstanding figure, otherwise he has been here for a few months, and the only one whose surname is Xie has heard of Xie Wenyuan.

Zhong Qiyun was not interested in Xie Wenyuan's half-brother, and he didn't ask any more questions, but from the sentence Xie Wenyuan said just now, "fighting or not fighting has never been related to generals", he seemed to feel that Xie Wenyuan had nothing to do with military officers. Not so welcome?

Thinking of Xie Wenyuan's family of military generals for generations, he was the eldest son but became a civil servant. I don't know if his father is responsible for this.

Zhong Qiyun thought about it, Xie Wenyuan didn't care about it, the wound was washed, Xie Wenyuan took a clean cloth and gently dried the water on Zhong Qiyun's back.His fingertips inadvertently brushed against the exposed skin, Zhong Qiyun suddenly felt a slippery feeling passing over his back, his back was itchy and his scalp was numb, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Xie Wenyuan's wrist.

In the hands, there is a feeling of well-defined joints, warmth and lubrication.

Xie Wenyuan looked at the grasped hand and frowned: "Did you touch the wound?"

"Ah?" Zhong Qiyun let go of his hand and nodded: "Well...no problem, that, right, you are now...in Jingzhao City, living alone in the Shangshu Mansion?"

Xie Wenyuan put the gauze into the basin, looked up at Zhong Qiyun, "Who said that?"

"Huh? Then who else?"