, the leader of the needle and stone, and the love medicine is a dragon

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He slept on a blanket for half the night, and on the second day, in addition to his unimproved injuries, he developed a high fever.

People kept coming in to see him, sometimes Zhao Yi, sometimes Gan Chu, sometimes Kong Lian Zhangba and others...... But he had been groggy, and even when he opened his eyes to look at them, his eyes were empty and confused, as if he didn't understand who they were. Those handsome eyes were tightly closed, their eyebrows were deep, and their foreheads were covered with white sweat, but they kept babbling with a high fever.

The name he called the most was the man's name.

Kong Lian said to Zhangba that the leader of the floating clouds had trapped himself in a drowsy sleep, and he was afraid that he had no intention of waking up at all, nor did he have the belief to make himself better. At this moment, he may be extremely tormented and painful in his heart, otherwise, how could such a strong person even lose his fighting spirit.

In his dreams, there must be the person he misses the most. Kong Lian thought.

The diet is all liquid porridge, and the medicine poured is not innumerable, but the medicine stone is useless, the food and drink are ineffective, Zhao Yun's face is only getting paler and paler, and some wounds on his body even begin to fester.

Counting nine cold winters, this is extremely rare for a military general who has been injured in battle all year round and is like drinking water and eating.

Seeing that Zhao Yun's situation was getting worse and worse, the sadness on Kong Lian's face became deeper and deeper, and finally it was Zhangba's words that reminded him.

Zhangba said: "The second brother doesn't want to wake up, so you try to let him wake up first!

Kong Lian suddenly became enlightened.

That night, he went to Zhao Yun's tent to stay overnight. I don't know what the patient was talking about at the bedside, but in short, the next night, Zhao Yun suddenly woke up.

Later, when Zhangba asked, Kong Lian said that I lied to him. I kept telling him that Mr. Qi was back......

Zhangba: "......" said in his heart: It turns out that my Qi Han brother is the most effective!

He touched his nose and laughed: "Little Lianzi, if I am seriously injured next time and don't wake up, you don't have to lie, just blow into my ear, and I will wake up immediately!"

Kong Lian blushed and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about...... Not...... I'm going to have to go and fry the chief's medicine......"

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After Zhao Yun woke up, he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but he felt that the condition around him was very bad. The criss-crossing wounds on the back and waist and abdomen were rotten and broken, and the bones were visible in many places, and the stomach and intestines became extremely difficult due to the long-term absence of dry food, so they had to continue to drink some porridge and food with fishy and bitter medicinal juices.

Day after day, I am often dizzy, have a high fever that does not go away, can't concentrate no matter what, fall asleep as soon as I close my eyes, and when I wake up, I start to replay the thrilling scenes of that day in front of my eyes......

He still can't believe it. I can't believe that everything between him and Qi Han is fake, and I can't believe that Qi Han deceived him...... But the truth was in front of him, and he was in deep pain and despair.

But no matter how severe the injuries, he still came back alive.

If it weren't for his strong body, far beyond ordinary people, he might not have been able to withstand such injuries and high fever. After this serious illness, Zhao Yun's whole body was haggard, his cheeks were deeply thin, and the contours on the side of his face appeared sharper and more handsome. That night, his ears were buzzing, as if he was about to fall asleep again, and suddenly heard Kong Lian say by the bedside, "Brother Fuyun, I didn't mean to lie to you...... You hold on and get through this injury, and you'll definitely see him again......"

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and didn't reply, only thinking vaguely in his heart: "Kong Lian, why do you think I still want to see him?"

But he thought again, "yes, I want to see him...... I'm going crazy thinking about it...... But what if I see him, he is the son of my father's enemy, and he has deceived me...... Can I still walk with him?"

There was a heavy pain in his heart.

The pale thin lips trembled, and the random thoughts in his mind were still floating around, "He is Cao Cao's beloved son, and he is plotting to seize Xuzhou...... He...... He lied to me like this, I should have hated him to death, but as long as I think of his voice and smile, and the time we spent together, I can't even hate him at all, I just want to hug him again, kiss him, hug him tightly in my arms like before, and caress everything about him...... Akan, Akan, what the hell should I do?"

Kong Lian removed the needle stone from his skin, and saw that his expression was uncertain, and his face was sometimes flushed and sometimes pale, so he guessed that he was probably wandering and tormenting again, and hurriedly said: "Brother Fuyun, your body is the most important thing right now, and you shouldn't think too much." The future will be until you meet him. ”

Zhao Yun replied in a daze, and Kong Lian felt a little relieved and got up and left the military tent.

Zhao Yun heard his slow footsteps, and the room was quiet for a while, dead and dark.

His thoughts then drifted further: "How should I treat Qi Han? I can't do anything to him...... I'd rather stick a few stabs into myself than have a free and easy time. Instead, I went to tell him that I forgave him, and asked him to leave Cao Cao and return to me, and from now on, the two of us will never be separated from each other...... Yes, that's it, I should lock him up next to me and punish him slowly, so that no one else can see him and can't rob him. ”

As soon as this thought came out, Zhao Yun was shocked into a cold sweat for a while. A flash of shock and panic flashed on his handsome face, and for a moment it became distorted and slightly hideous in the fog...... He gritted his teeth, hated to wake up from the chaos immediately, and slapped himself twice with his backhand!

"Zhao Zilong, you are really stupid and stubborn, an idiot dreaming! The blood of your parents has not been avenged, but you are only willing to care about the private affairs of your children! Even if you love him to the core, you hate to give up your life for him, and hope to live and fly with him, how can he still be willing to be with you? His goal has already been achieved, he has abandoned you and left you, how can he be willing to pity you again! Qi Han, or should he be called Cao Zixuan, he is the prince of your blood feud Cao Cao, he is the prince and grandson of the noble and noble golden branches and jade leaves in the Emperor of Kyoto, and you, Zhao Zilong, are just a rural horseman, a mediocre warrior with no official and no title! How can he still be willing to see you, how can he still be willing to be with you, you are simply ...... You're hopelessly stupid!"

When Zhao Yun thought of this, he only felt that his qi and blood were surging, his heart was agitated, and his whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

He was huddled under the quilt, his teeth fighting. The cold air of this harsh winter seems to have invaded the heart in an instant, making people shiver involuntarily.

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At the end of the night, Zhao Yun was cold and hungry, and was sleeping in a daze, when he suddenly heard a sound of light footsteps outside the tent.

The man came carrying a wind lamp, and the dim yellow light reflected from the tent door, and a familiar voice sounded: "How is it? But is you still awake when you are cold?"

Zhao Yun's ears buzzed, and when he saw that it was her, he relaxed his guard. Almost immediately, he was about to fall asleep again, but in a half-asleep and half-awake state, he felt a soft and boneless hand slowly caress his chin.

Zhao Yun suddenly opened his eyes. A little ghostly light shot out of the dim and chaotic pupils, but it seemed to penetrate the soul of a person.

In the darkness, the young woman smiled at him, helped him up slightly, and handed a bowl of porridge from the food box, but Zhao Yun reached out and held her wrist tightly, not an inch close.

"Chu Chu, you ......"

"Don't think about it," Gan Chu's voice was very soft, and the pear vortex on his face had a hint of charm when he smiled, "I'll drink it to you first." The words fell, pursed his lips, and drank a small half.

The porridge was stewed and cooked very fragrantly, unlike the ordinary millet and brown rice. The air was filled with a familiar sweet taste, and Zhao Yun was so hungry that he only felt that his stomach was turning upside down.

Gan Chu licked the porridge stains on his lower lip, and suddenly said: "At that time, I often ran to Qi Gongzi's tent, pestering him to ask questions, all about you. I still ask him for advice on how to cook porridge. Qi Gongzi said...... He said you would cook a bowl for him every morning, and he learned your tricks too. After the words fell, she paused and looked at Zhao Yun's face.

Sure enough, Zhao Yun's expression changed suddenly, and in an instant, his face turned pale, and the two eyebrows were tightly gathered together.

Gan Chu sighed secretly in his heart: "Sister, she is really clever and knows a lot about men. At this moment, I deliberately mentioned Brother Yun's love for Qi Han, not only did not make him look at things and think about people, but made him feel deeply ironic and sad. and even disgust for that person. In fact, she only said half of what she said, when Qi Han taught her, she once said to her with a smile: "Ah Yun cooks porridge for me every day, I secretly wrote down his methods, and I can cook it for him when I turn around." ”

Naturally, she wouldn't say this to Zhao Yun.

“…… Hey, it's me who is not good, and I have nothing to mention what he does. Gan Chu's expression froze, full of concern, "Brother Yun, don't think nonsense, drink it while it's hot." ”

Zhao Yun's trance-like and desolate expression was slightly reduced, the tense nerves on his face were relaxed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "There is labor." Gan Chu nodded, held his chin, and fed a bowl of porridge and rice into it. The familiar taste stimulated the taste buds, warmed the internal organs and ironed the stomach, but made Zhao Yun taste an inexplicable feeling of sourness and discomfort.

After Gan Chu finished feeding the porridge, Zhao Yun gently avoided the touch of her fingertips and lay back again.

"Brother Yun, why don't you look at me at a glance?" Gan Chu laughed, his voice coquettish, with a natural coquettishness, "Don't ask about my injuries?"

She stepped forward that day, fought side by side with Zhao Yun, and blocked Le Jin's sword for him, and the estrangement between the two was dissolved, not only the relationship was eased, but the friendship was deepened. Her sword wound was in her waist and abdomen, and the wound was not deep, but she lost a lot of blood, and she had recovered long ago after recuperating for this period of time. mentioned it at this moment, just to let Zhao Yun think of his goodness and give birth to compassion.

Zhao Yun really opened his eyes subconsciously, his guilty gaze fell on the woman beside the bed, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "...... Chu Chu, your injuries are healed, right?"

"En!" Gan Chu nodded and smiled shyly, "Brother Yun, don't worry, I am much stronger than ordinary women, just a small injury, and I have already healed!"

Zhao Yundao: "You are injured for me, don't make me uneasy." ”

When Gan Chu heard this, his smile became brighter and brighter, and he said yes.

In the dim light, she was more delicate than when she first saw her. Fu Fan made up thin makeup, and Hanhui smiled, as if he had deliberately dressed up. The facial features are quiet and pure, vaguely still the cute silhouette of the childish year, under the curved deep clothes, the body is undulating and exquisite, but it exudes a gentle and mature female charm.

In fact, she is the kind of woman Zhao Yun likes, very clean and neat, and very soft and lovely. If it weren't for the fact that he saw Qi Han in this life and fell in love with that person in his blood, maybe Zhao Yun might really be able to marry her.

With food in his belly, his cold and stiff limbs gradually began to warm up. Zhao Yun was suddenly surprised to find that Gan Chu's face and cheeks were red under the light, as if he was drunk, and he looked extremely bright.

His brow furrowed, and a very familiar foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.

Sure enough, in the next second, Gan Chu had already come up. A pair of soft and soft hands held Zhao Yun's hand, took it to brush his crimson cheeks, and then stroked it all the way down the snow-white neck, leading it into the wide placket, touching the smooth and fiery skin on his chest-

Zhao Yun's scalp exploded, and the strength that came out of nowhere pushed her back, suddenly withdrew his hand, propped himself on the head of the bed and turned over, but before he got up, his stunned mind was dizzy, and he fell to the ground.

The familiar heat surged up from the lower abdomen, and quickly spread to the limbs, like countless tiny ants crawling through the body, crisp and numb, unstoppable. Gan Chu was already a little distracted, and despite the fact that he was still lying on the felt carpet, he half-knelt at his side, ripped off his shirt, and pasted his strong body.

Zhao Yun only felt the blood rushing to his head, and the extreme anger and excitement made his already tired physical condition even worse, his eyes were black for a while, but he gritted his teeth and was unwilling to faint.

“…… Brother Yun," there was a hint of shame in Gan Chu's voice, "I really didn't know there was medicine here...... A few days ago, my sister got a medicine, saying that it must be reconciled by husband and wife to alleviate it, otherwise it will ...... and will die of blood. The medicine is so violent...... I'm afraid it's my sister's medicine. ”

Zhao Yun heard it like a lightning strike, his temples jumped suddenly, he held one hand on the ground, and roared at her: "...... Get out!"

Gan Chu had already stripped off only a thin belly pocket, her flexible fingers drilled into Zhao Yun's white middle coat, rubbed his hard and strong chest muscles, rubbed against him, and began to untie her skirt with her other hand, she said shyly, "...... Brother Yun, I am pleased with you. Can you bear to see me poisoned to death? Help me...... I'll help you ...... too."

Zhao Yun was already burning, he forcibly pushed away the pilled attack of Gan Chu, and it was dark in front of him, and a strong feeling of dizziness hit. He rushed to the tent door, only to find that someone had tied the tent from the outside, and it was so tightly sealed that no wind could penetrate it. Gan Chu caught up from behind and hugged him, his arms went up from under his armpits, hugging his shoulders, and his soft waist slowly grinding against his thin waist...... Zhao Yun reacted even more almost instantly.

The blood on his face seemed to disappear, and a feeling of despair and disheartenness came to his heart at the same time, and he finally 166 reading network