With great difficulty, he carried the first silver carbon stove to the golden silk nanmu bed, and Leng Qing first placed the stove closest to Yan Ziming's feet. Then, Leng Qing turned back again, and picked up the remaining silver charcoal stove as well as the method, and placed it two steps parallel to Yan Ziming's waist.

The two silver carbon stoves, Leng Qing didn't dare to put them close to Yan Ziming's wound.

Although Leng Qing has not studied medicine, Leng Qing also knows that if the temperature is too high, it will accelerate blood circulation, and if Yan Ziming's wound is smoked by the scorching charcoal fire all the time, the wound where Yan Ziming stopped bleeding will definitely bleed again! Once the wound bleeds again, it's hard to say if the bleeding can stop again this time!

The wound on Yan Ziming's back doesn't bleed much anymore, so there is no need to find a way to stop the bleeding, and now Leng Qing has also moved the stove to Yan Ziming's side, and Leng Qing doesn't know what else she can do.

After the previous toss, Leng Qing was really physically and mentally exhausted, and now she just wants to find a place to sit and rest! Especially Leng Qing's bare feet have been frozen by the cold floor tiles, and whether it is the underwear that Leng Qing wears inside, or the thick coat on the outside, they are all more or less stained with Yan Ziming's blood. At the beginning, there were still traces of residual blood that were still warm, and it was already cold at this time, and the cold bloody clothes stuck to Leng Qing's body, making Leng Qing uncomfortable.

Although Leng Qing had a silver charcoal stove burning with scarlet charcoal at his feet, the scorching charcoal fire warmed Leng Qing's cold body, but it couldn't warm Leng Qing's cold heart......

Looking at Yan Ziming who was lying flat on the golden silk nanmu bed, Leng Qing wanted to sit next to Yan Ziming, but this idea came together, and Leng Qing pressed it down!

Leng Qing didn't dare to sit next to Yan Ziming, she was afraid that if she accidentally touched Yan Ziming's body, the wound on Yan Ziming's back would collapse and bleed again!

Finally, Leng Qing turned her back to the full moon-shaped arch and sat on the cold and piercing floor tiles beside the golden silk nanmu bed.

This angle just allows Leng Qing and Yan Ziming to face each other. In this way, if there is anything wrong with Yan Ziming, Leng Qing can also find out at the first time!

Leng Qing curled up on the ground beside the golden silk nanmu bed for a while, and never left Yan Ziming's pale, bloodless face. But Leng Qing never saw Yan Ziming's uncomfortable expression, but obviously heard the sound of the fight in the outer hall gradually quieting down, but Leng Qing no longer had the mood to care about who won and who lost.

This way north, although Leng Qing always quarrels with Yan Ziming, she never concedes defeat in front of Yan Ziming. But after all, Yan Ziming can be regarded as a benefactor who saved Leng Qing from the sea of suffering, and Yan Ziming has always been very good to Leng Qing along the way, taking care of Leng Qing almost everywhere. If it weren't for Yan Ziming taking care of Leng Qing so much, Mu Wen would not have been so polite to Leng Qing......

The four words "clear grievances", Leng Qing can still write.

In all fairness, Leng Qing really never thought of wanting Yan Ziming to die. But now, Yan Ziming is so lifeless, lying in front of Leng Qing like a bloody person, Leng Qing's heart doesn't know what to do!

"Hey, my mother-in-law! Why did you get hurt like this!! A very abrupt man's voice sounded from behind Leng Qing in vain, startling Leng Qing, who was already paying attention to Yan Ziming's situation.

Leng Qing turned back with a voice. Unexpectedly, she saw the people standing behind her, Wang Quan in brown leather armor and Mu Wen in tight black clothes. And the person who spoke was Wang Quan.

Mu Wen looked down at Leng Qing, his face was still expressionless, and his breath was as cold as an iceberg.

Leng Qing clearly saw that several places on Mu Wen's tight black clothes had been cut open, revealing the white undershirt under the black clothes. The edges of the pure white shirt were all stained red with blood, and it was obvious that Mu Wen had also suffered a lot of injuries in the final fight! However, Mu Wen didn't realize it, and he didn't show what an injured person should have.

Because Mu Wen was wearing tight black clothes, Leng Qing couldn't tell how much blood Mu Wen had shed! And Mu Wen's right hand was still tightly holding his bloodstained three-foot green peak. With his left hand, he grabbed the back collar of the masked man in black who had stabbed Yan Ziming, and dragged the masked man in black with his head hanging down his hands to the ground like a dead dog.

Xu was tired of carrying the masked man in black like this, so Mu Wen threw the masked man in black, who had fainted to death and was completely unconscious, to the ground at his feet. But it happened to be thrown closer to Leng Qing, who was curled up on the ground.

As the masked man in black fell beside her, Leng Qing could clearly smell the rich blood aura coming from the masked man in black that was more than what she had smelled on Yan Ziming's body before.

Although the smell of blood on the tip of her nose was very strong, Leng Qing had lost the reaction that she almost felt when she smelled such a strong blood smell at the beginning, and she had already been used to the blood smell on Yan Ziming's body.

As for Wang Quan, he was staring at her with a pair of big round eyes. There was a look of surprise on his face.

Leng Qing didn't have the slightest intention to care about Wang Quan and Mu Wen now, she only opened her mouth, and her voice was still hoarse: "You are all here...... Yan Ziming is dying......"

Although Leng Qing had never studied medicine, Leng Qing knew that when a seriously injured person's breathing became weaker and weaker, he must be about to be unable to hold on. And Yan Ziming is now ...... That's exactly what happened!!

When Mu Wen heard this, he immediately threw down the sentence "I'll go get the medicine box" in a stiff tone and left the left hall in great strides, and Wang Quan, he didn't answer Leng Qing's words, but just bypassed Leng Qing with a solemn expression, walked to the golden silk nanmu bed, and leaned over to take a closer look at Yan Ziming's injuries by the pillar lamp at the head of the bed.

Leng Qing's gaze also turned to Yan Ziming who was lying on the golden silk nanmu bed with Wang Quan, and after hesitating, Leng Qing asked Wang Quan in a trembling voice: "How is he...... and ......" The last word "save" was choked in Leng Qing's throat, unable to spit it out or swallowed, which made Leng Qing deeply understand what it means to be "like a fish in the throat".

Hearing this, Wang Quan slowly turned his gaze from the wound on Yan Ziming's back to Leng Qing, who was still curled up on the ground beside the golden silk nanmu bed.

Wang Quan didn't answer, but just looked Leng Qing, who was curled up on the ground next to the golden silk nanmu bed with her hands and knees up and down, and looked carefully: the three thousand green silks were all scattered, and although she was wearing thick clothes outside, she was only wearing a white undershirt inside, which proved that she was ready to go to bed, and the thick dress covering the outside should have been temporarily added to her body. There were also many blood stains on her white undershirt, which should have been the blood of his grandfather......

Wang Quan's gaze continued to move downward, and when he saw Leng Qing's red pair of jade feet stained with blood stains and mottled with blood, Wang Quan subconsciously moved his gaze slightly to the side.

Although Wang Quan has never married or experienced the love between men and women, Wang Quan knows that since ancient times, women can only be seen by those close to them, and if an inconsequential man sees it, a slightly fierce woman will die with her will!

Let's not care that Leng Qing is the woman brought back by Yan Ziming, Wang Quan, as Yan Ziming's subordinate, is not qualified to infringe on Leng Qing's innocence. is just about human nature, Wang Quan doesn't want Leng Qing to be killed by his recklessness like this.

Having said that, how cold Qing is, Wang Quan has already seen it. Although Mu Wen only asked him to burn the earth dragon and the silver carbon furnace in the Qingxin Hall at that time, and did not say why, after seeing Leng Qing, how could Wang Quan not understand who this earth dragon was burning for, and who this silver carbon furnace was burning for?

But at this moment, Leng Qing was curled up on the cold ground with such a little clothes, and her feet were stepping on the cold and biting floor tiles without even wearing socks......

Wang Quan, who has been born and raised in the Red Ice Land for 25 years, how could he not know how cold the weather in the Red Ice Country is at this time? With such thin clothes and bare feet, even Wang Quan, a big man, couldn't help but feel cold and refreshed when he looked at it, but Leng Qing seemed to be unaware, and only sat quietly on the ground next to the golden silk nanmu bed, guarding the ...... His grandfather......

Even if Wang Quan hadn't seen it, he could imagine how anxious Leng Qing must have been after seeing his grandfather so seriously injured that he didn't even pick up the embroidered shoes when they fell off......

After a little planning, Wang Quan turned his gaze to Leng Qing's face, and after a while, Wang Quan said in a daze: "You...... Crying......"

When Leng Qing heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then Leng Qing raised her right hand and gently wiped her face with her fingertips stained with a lot of Yan Ziming's blood, and sure enough, her face was wet.

Looking at the fingertips in front of her that were wet with tears, looking at the tears staining her fingertips, it was already a little coagulated at this time, and the blood stains belonging to Yan Ziming were dissolved little by little, but the tears in Leng Qing's eyes became more and more turbulent: It turned out to be ...... She still cries when the door of her feelings has been closed...... For him...... She still cries......

Seeing that because of his sentence "You cried", Leng Qing, who was originally just crying silently, showed more and more signs of turning into a tear bank that opened the gate and released water, Wang Quan shouted in his heart that he shouldn't talk too much, why did he provoke Leng Qing in a good manner?

But looking at Leng Qing's appearance of preparing to shed tears endlessly as if he didn't want money, Wang Quan immediately squatted in front of Leng Qing, hurriedly trying to appease Leng Qing, but didn't know how to speak.

Although Leng Qing just lowered her eyes and wept silently, without the slightest cry, every tear of her flowed into Wang Quan's heart.

Wang Quan is not a fool, how could he not know that Leng Qing cried like such a tearful person because of his master?

Just when Wang Quan was at a loss, Mu Wen, who went to get the medicine box, came back...... (To be continued.) )