Because the wound on Yan Ziming's back was too long, too deep, and too serious, although Leng Qing had tried his best to stitch up the wound, he still sprinkled three bottles of gold sore medicine on it, which could be regarded as completely stopping the bleeding.

Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Leng Qing handed back the third small white porcelain bottle that had been emptied in his hand to Wang Quan, and took a roll of white gauze from Wang Quan's hand.

"Muwen, lift his body up, I'll bandage it. Wang Quan helped her hold the things, and Leng Qing had no choice but to command Mu Wen, who no longer had to hold the lamp.

Mu Wen was not ambiguous, and immediately put the candle he was holding back into the lamppost, and then returned to Yan Ziming's side, passed his hands under Yan Ziming's armpits, and gently lifted Yan Ziming's upper body.

Leng Qing even walked the gauze from Yan Ziming's left back shoulder along the wound on Yan Ziming's back to go around Yan Ziming's waist, and then turned it to Yan Ziming's body, and wrapped it several times, and at the same time, in order to better fix the gauze, Leng Qing also wrapped the gauze around Yan Ziming's waist a few times.

With the help of Wang Quan and Mu Wen, Leng Qing bandaged the wound on Yan Ziming's back tightly.

After bandaging Yan Ziming's wound, Leng Qing took off the bite cloth in Yan Ziming's mouth, threw it on the golden silk nanmu table on the side, and then pulled over the orange satin quilt that had been contaminated with blood, and carefully and gently covered the quilt on Yan Ziming's body.

Although Leng Qing knew that this move might press on the wound on Yan Ziming's back, it was also a helpless move, she couldn't let Yan Ziming's back freeze like this!

Looking at Yan Ziming, who was still lying on the golden silk nanmu bed in a flat position, his face was still pale, his eyes were still closed, but his breathing had stabilized, and the tone of Leng Qing's mouth was as flat as ever: "After the ginseng soup is boiled for a while, you can give it to him directly to drink, don't call me, I'm tired, go to the couch and rest for a while." As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Qing turned around and walked to the golden silk nanmu couch opposite the golden silk nanmu bed.

Leng Qing knew that the pure black crockpot that Wang Quan brought back was inside. It was the ginseng soup she told Wang Quan to boil.

I have to say that Wang Quanzhi is also a person who understands, knowing that Leng Qing lacks help here, so he didn't stupidly stay in the small kitchen to make soup, and knew that the ginseng and water were ready. Take it directly to the left hall and boil the soup with a ready-made silver charcoal stove.

Wang Quan and Mu Wen, who were guarding the bedside of Jin Si Nanmu, looked at each other for a while when they heard this, and after reading the meaning in each other's eyes, the two didn't say anything after all. I went by Leng Qing.

Leng Qing climbed up the golden silk nanmu couch almost stiffly, and after curling up in the corner of the couch with great effort, Leng Qing finally felt the coldness of the bone, but there was no futon on this couch, Leng Qing could only wrap herself tightly with the dark purple thick curtain covering her body.

Leng Qing is really tired now, she has only only entered the palace of the Red Ice Country for just one day, but she was first inexplicably framed in the Yixin Palace of Shangguan Mei, almost offended the most powerful man in the Red Ice Country, and now she has experienced an inexplicable assassination and Yan Ziming's serious injury......

Leng Qing's fatigue now. Words really can't describe it. At least, after curling up on the couch for a long time, Leng Qing's panicked feelings still couldn't be calmed down for a long time.

From the beginning of treating the clothes around the wound on Yan Ziming's back, to stitching up the wound for Yan Ziming, to bandaging Yan Ziming's wound in the end, no one knew except Leng Qing herself, the calm and indifference on Leng Qing's face was completely pretended, in fact, Leng Qing's heart and hands were trembling all the time!

However, Leng Qing had to hold back all the unnecessary feelings in her heart. Whether it was fear, fear, anxiety, or hesitation, Leng Qing had to suppress these feelings deeply, not allowing them to interfere with her in the slightest.

In the end, Leng Qing had to forcibly restrain her trembling hands. Let them hold the needle and thread for suturing steadily, and hold the things that must be held steadily. Because of Yan Ziming's life, he was dragged in her hands......

Wang Quan and Muwen wouldn't have known that when Leng Qing stabbed Yan Ziming's back for the first time, looking at the bubbling blood, Leng Qing was almost crushed by the fear in his heart. He almost threw away his armor and fled.

At that moment, Leng Qing regretted it immensely, why did she volunteer to take over the matter of stitching up Yan Ziming's wounds? Even if she didn't open her mouth, Wang Quan and Mu Wen would not force her to stitch up Yan Ziming's wounds, she didn't need to meddle at all!

It was also at that moment that Leng Qing deeply realized why Wang Quan and Mu Wen were so loyal to Yan Ziming, taking Yan Ziming as the first in everything, and thinking about Yan Ziming everywhere, but they had to blame each other on who would stitch up Yan Ziming's wounds, because this matter was really too difficult......

If...... If it weren't for Leng Qing's clear knowledge that if she ran away, no one would be able to stitch up Yan Ziming's wounds, Leng Qing wouldn't have had the courage to get the second stitch anyway.

In modern society, how could Leng Qing ever experience such a bloody scene today?!

The terrorist attacks in such and such a place broadcast in those news, how many people were killed, how many people were seriously injured, an accident occurred in such and such a place, who was seriously injured and died, etc., although Leng Qing knew about these things that were related to blood, she had never experienced them personally.

If you really want to talk about it, Leng Qing is not completely unexperienced this kind of bloody thing, the first time Leng Qing experienced this kind of bloody thing was on the day when Meng Yu committed suicide!

That day, Leng Qing saw her good sister who had been playing since she was a child, lying there covered in blood, her dark eyes were wide open, and the crowd of onlookers around her did not dare to get too close. And Leng Qing, since then, Leng Qing dreams back every midnight, and the first thing she dreams about is the black eyes that Meng Yu never blinked to death......

Another time, it was Leng Qing herself. She was stabbed in the heart with scissors by her good fiancé, and she saw a large amount of crimson blood gushing out of her heart, dyeing her Saint Laurent women's white silk long-sleeved single-breasted solid color shirt red, and then, Leng Qing watched her own body fall, feeling the passage of life, but there was nothing she could do......

I have to say that since she escaped death and came to this other world, her life has really become extremely colorful, and every day there are unexpected unexpected "surprises" waiting for her, so that she can live every day frightened and exhausted.

From Zhu Zimo's side to Yan Ziming's side, although these two men are completely two personalities and two personalities, they have some very similar trouble-making physiques, Leng Qing found that every day she stayed by their side, there was not a day that could stop!

It was okay when she was by Zhu Zimo's side in the past, although Zhu Zimo had a bad temper, a strange temperament, and liked to pinch her neck at every turn, but there was no time when she really pinched it, and she wanted to live her cold life, let alone stay by Yan Ziming's side now - so exciting!

Leng Qing estimated that if something like this happened a few times today, she wouldn't be better if she didn't collapse.

Although she was cold, Leng Qing was really tired, and after curling up in the corner of the couch for a while, she actually began to get confused. However, Leng Qing wanted to fall asleep, but she couldn't sleep because of the cold, and she wanted to wake up, but she was extremely sleepy, and this state of not being able to sleep was the most torturous.

In the end, Leng Qing suddenly came to her senses in Wang Quan's not light and heavy shout of "Master, you are awake!".

When Wang Quan shouted these words, Leng Qing, who was extremely sleepy, was already a little delirious, but after hearing Wang Quan's short four words, Leng Qing immediately became clear in the spiritual platform, and her extremely tired body was like being beaten with chicken blood, and she immediately became a hundred times more energetic.

Leng Qing, who was huddled in the corner of the golden silk nanmu couch, immediately looked up at the golden silk nanmu bed opposite, but Wang Quan and Mu Wen, two big men with wide shoulders and wide backs, surrounded the world tightly, so that Leng Qing couldn't see Yan Ziming.

Leng Qing was a little anxious inexplicably, and immediately moved from the corner of the couch to the edge of the couch, wanting to stay to see Yan Ziming's situation, even if it was just to go over and confirm that Yan Ziming had really woken up!

However, because Leng Qing stepped on the cold and biting floor tiles with bare feet for a long time before, so that the cold was refreshing, and then he did not take warm measures when he nested in the corner of the couch, now Leng Qing's limbs and bones are completely in a cold and stiff state.

Because the place where Leng Qing fell was on the edge of the golden silk nanmu couch, the small couch under her feet was overturned, and there was a heavy muffled sound in the quiet left hall.

Leng Qing's movement in this compartment alarmed Wang Quan and Mu Wen in that compartment, only to see Wang Quan and Mu Wen turning back to Leng Qing almost in unison, but the two happened to see Leng Qing who fell on the ground on the edge of the couch struggling to get up from the cold floor tiles.

Mu Wen didn't seem to care about Leng Qing's fall, and when it was Wang Quan, he immediately ran to Leng Qing's side quickly, and bent down to help Leng Qing up from the cold floor tiles.

Standing up straight with Wang Quan's help, Leng Qing was just about to open her mouth to thank Wang Quan, but saw Wang Quan kneeling straight towards her!

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