Qi Han's wounds are extremely dangerous, and he can't raise his head and shoulders to feed. Zhao Yun tried several times, but he couldn't succeed in getting Qi Han to drink it. I had to wet the towel and keep dripping water into his lips and mouth. Qi Han's brows furrowed, his consciousness gradually sank, and he was getting more and more confused.

Looking at his face that was gradually turning pale and gray, Zhao Yun's brows furrowed tighter.

The next second-

“…… What are you doing!" came a weak cry from the door, but it was Zhang Yan who stared at Zhao Yun in amazement.

He can eat, and at this moment he is eating and drinking with a broken bowl given by Zhao Yun. Although he was about to die, he kept watching the movement inside, and when he saw that Qi Han couldn't drink a mouthful of porridge, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. Just as he was gloating, he suddenly saw Zhao Yun pull out his sword, open the left cuff, and slash towards his forearm!

This man must be insane!

Zhang Yan was startled and subconsciously shouted.

But Zhao Yun didn't seem to hear it, his movements didn't stop, and he cut a small opening in his left arm in the blink of an eye. Scarlet blood fell down his wrist, and he hung his forearm over Qi Han's lips, breaking his jaw open, causing him to swallow slowly as if he were drinking water.

The broken bowl in Zhang Yan's hand fell to the ground and rolled three times in a row, but he was like a fool, staring at the amazing scene blankly.

Xiaokou quickly froze and didn't move, Zhao Yun drew his sword and cut another one, drew the gourd in the same way, and fed it again.

After such a long time, Qi Han's blood was a little stronger, his throat was gently stirring, and it was much easier to swallow, Zhao Yun's face was happy, and he fed more and more attentively. The wound on his left arm grew, and his face began to show a little pale and tired.

Zhang Yan looked at the pious white-robed general in front of him, and his heart was full of sorrow, and he only muttered to himself, not knowing what to say.

Qi Han had food in his belly, but he was much quieter. The brows gradually relaxed, the breathing also slowed down, and the trembling condition of the whole body was reduced, although the cold on the body was cold at the moment, but Zhao Yun had been holding it shallowly, how cold could it be?

Every few moments, the blood is fed. After feeding like this three times, Zhao Yun suddenly felt that the eyelids of the person in his arms were beating faster, and knowing that he was about to wake up, he tore the strip of cloth to wrap the wound on his arm, and quietly covered his sleeves.

Qi Han woke up and saw that he was like a woman, being held in the crook of his arm by Zhao Yun, and when he raised his eyes, he met his calm gaze, and couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't think much of it, only moved his neck, trying to get out. But such a slight movement still affected the injury, and the pain was so cold that it was dripping with cold sweat. Qi Han frowned and glanced down at the strip of cloth on his abdomen that was bandaged and oozing blood, and said to Zhao Yun: "Ah Yun, how do you think I bleed? The low voice was a little deep, and it was very different from usual.

Zhao Yun knew that he was deliberately joking to divert attention, so he also smiled at him: "You can bear with it." Always wait until you wake up and feel better before you go to the doctor. "His injuries were too dangerous, he lost so much blood that he couldn't move. This place is in the alluvial place of the river plain, surrounded by mountains and forests, but it is relatively secret, and it can barely be regarded as a place to recuperate.

Qi Han frowned and glanced at his injury, and suddenly said, "Ah Yun, go to the river to see if there is a kind of wild grass with golden ball flowers?" ”

At the beginning, he was recuperating from his injuries at Dong Feng's office for several months, and when he was bored, he also looked through his medical works, and was particularly interested in articles with pictures and notes. In addition, he can paint, so he can naturally observe the subtleties and make them unforgettable. I have seen a kind of golden thistle in the book, which is used to treat trauma and stop bleeding and has the purpose of anti-inflammatory and antiseptic.

Zhao Yun said, "Yes." I saw it when I was fetching water. ”

When Qi Han heard this, his eyes lit up: "Then you go and pick the flowers and leaves and mash them, and put them on for me, so that the bleeding can be temporarily stopped! But don't pick the wrong one to become a broken intestine grass, these two flowers are very similar, and they grow next to each other." ”

When Zhao Yun heard this, where was there any hesitation, he immediately got up and went out. Qi Han looked at the back of his robe with the morning breeze, and his eyes were a little distant. For some reason, whenever he saw Zhao Yun recently, he had a strange feeling in his heart. At this moment, the feeling was even stronger, so much so that he caught it at once.

It's just that when he wanted to take a closer look, the mysterious feelings that surged in his heart for a moment disappeared like the flow of water at a low tide, and there was no way to trace it.

Just as he was in a trance, a sneer suddenly came from the door.

Qi Han was stunned for a moment, and only then did he recognize that the red-clothed man dressed as a wolf was Zhang Yan, who had killed and injured him.

He frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was about to make a move, but when he heard the footsteps, it was Zhao Yun who ran back.

Qi Han raised his eyelids, squinted at Zhao Yun and stepped in, and saw that he hadn't seen Zhang Yan lying next to the temple gate, so he knew that he had acquiesced to the other party's presence there. Suddenly, an extremely uncomfortable feeling surged in his heart, and his chest seemed to be blocked with a stone, and he was suffocated.

For a moment, my mind quickly swept over tonight's encounter.

Suddenly thought of Zhang Yan's various changes before and after; thought that he couldn't find out that Zhao Yun was hiding in the crowd, but that Zhang Yan was able to accurately locate the location of the floating clouds from beginning to end (fog);Thinking that the two had worked together and were both from Changshan County, they must have been intimate (again); and thinking of Zhang Yan's repeated intentions to kill him, it was nothing more than listening to him call Zilong, and because he slept in the same room with Ah Yun and was arrested by mistake, he could break his identity for a while, so he had to kill except himself......

Qi Han is so smart, even if he guesses that this Zhang Yan may have some different feelings for Zhao Yun!

People are often like this, watching the fire from the other side, they can see other people's affairs very clearly, but once they involve themselves, they are caught in the situation and completely ignorant.

What about Zhao Yun?

In the past, Zhang Fei wanted to kill himself, what was Zhao Yun like, but now that Zhang Yan stabbed himself, what was he like......

Actually let the other party lie outside the door, indifferent?

The more Qi Han thought about it, the more depressed he felt, and his long eyebrows were twisted to death. The slanted jade eyes stared at Zhang Yanjiao's handsome face, and the irritable feeling in her chest became stronger and stronger. It was the same as when he looked at Zhao Yun's back before, the inexplicable throbbing was the same, and he didn't know where it came from at all.

Zhao Yun smashed the herbs and brought them over, squinted at Qi Han and looked at Zhang Yan, ignoring the dangerous light in his eyes, reached out and pressed his pouting head and shoulders to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Don't move." ”

Qi Han snorted lightly in his nostrils, twisted his head with a dark face, and didn't look at Zhao Yun at all. He was originally indignant that Zhang Yan unilaterally coveted his brother, but seeing Zhao Yun's indifferent look, even Zhao Yun was suspicious and disdainful.

Qi Han found a perfect reason for his extremely uncomfortable feelings, thinking that it was because he had mistaken Zhao Yun. scolded in his heart: "What a pair of crazy men and resentful men! You two played this unhealthy trend, but you pulled Lao Tzu in." I deserve to play with you two and I guess, you two can't help it, you two can't help it, you two can't go together if you two don't have a smooth relationship!"

Thinking of this, he glared at Zhao Yun angrily, and saw that the other party had a handsome face, leaning on his lower abdomen very seriously, his handsome eyes did not blink for a moment, and he was staring at himself to apply medicine. That meticulous appearance is like treating a fragile porcelain treasure. The warm breath sprayed on Qi Han's naked skin, causing him to tremble slightly.

Qi Han frowned and stared at Zhao Yun for a long time, and felt that this person had a righteous face, and there was no sign of evil at all, so he couldn't help but sigh secretly, and felt that maybe he was thinking too much, it must be that Zhang Yan unilaterally entangled, and Zhao Yun disdained to play with the broken sleeve. Thinking like this, the depression in my heart only decreased a little.

"Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan, you are willing to fall. Don't take Lao Tzu's brother with you!" Babbling nonsense in his heart, Qi Han looked at Zhao Yun much more pleasantly.

Zhao Yun saw that the herb had a miraculous effect, and it really had the effect of restraining the wound and stopping bleeding and condensation, and his heart was relieved, and a little smile appeared in his eyes. As soon as he raised his eyes, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned at Shang Qi Han's inquiring gaze.

"Akan, what are you doing?" suddenly remembered what Zhang Yan said before, and Zhao Yun was inexplicably weak. Suddenly I was afraid that Qi Han would know something. Thinking of this, he glanced back at the dying people in front of the temple gate, but saw Zhang Yan staring at them with a cold smile, and there was nothing unusual.

Qi Han saw Zhao Yun looking back at Zhang Yan, his heart chuckled, and a surge of blood seemed to surge in his brain, and then he frowned greatly! Then, he seemed to be poured into his head by a large bucket of paste, and suddenly made a move that he couldn't explain and was afraid of repenting for it!

But seeing that he suddenly raised his arm, grabbed Zhao Yun's neck and pulled him down, endured the pain in his waist and abdomen, put his lips to his ear, and called in a greasy voice: "Ah Yun." ”

Zhao Yun was struck by lightning, and the whole person was like petrification, and he froze and didn't dare to move.

Qi Han continued to attach his ear to his neck, blowing like an orchid, and protracted his voice and praised: "The south wind did not compete in the past, and the saint hauss is economical." Brother Ayun...... Didn't you say that you want to bathe forever with the flounder and love each other for the rest of your life?"

After speaking, he actually raised his eyes in a charming manner and raised his chin at Zhang Yan demonstratively!

"Poof——!" Zhang Yangang struggled to pick up the broken bowl on the ground, and it took a lot of effort to drink a mouthful of leftover porridge paste, which squirted out in an instant.

At this time, Zhao Yun was disturbed by Qi Han's sudden movements, and his thoughts were disordered.

The ambiguous movements were still maintained, Zhao Yun's whole body was frozen, every muscle in his body was tense, and he was suspended motionless in mid-air, letting the arms of the people below relax lightly, and he was infinitely playfully hooked around himself.

Qi Han's voice is already clearer and softer than that of ordinary young people, and the sentence just now is deliberately soft and softening, not to mention the meaning of artificiality, just that kind of coquettish temptation, it makes people give birth to an indescribable and infinite * erosion of bones, and it will return to the intestines. Moreover, when he was seriously injured, his voice had a sickly and lazy low and soft tone, which was impossible to resist......

is forbearance and self-control like Zhao Yun, and in an instant, it was like electricity, from the scalp to the toes, and the whole person trembled fiercely with the ups and downs of his voice.

The light and familiar breath, when Qi Han was spraying in his ears and Qi Han spoke, the soft lips seemed to rub over Zhao Yun's earlobe, and Zhao Yunjun's face suddenly became hot, and it was hot in an instant. The roots of his ears were dyed a flying red, and he only heard his heart beating wildly, like a noise drum and thunder.