Weide Palace. Pure Heart Temple. The left side of the nave.

Although it is a side hall, the hall is also covered with black floor tiles, the original smooth floor tiles are now stepped on with one foot, and there are thick and sticky blood stains everywhere, but because the floor tiles are too black, if you don't follow the light, you can hardly see the bloodstains, but the smell of blood in the hall is extremely clear.

On the inside of the full moon-shaped arch lies a masked man in black whose right shoulder is torn in his shirt, the wound is deep and bone-piercing, and the masked man in black also has a severed blade and a long sword hilt falling from his side, which is the broken sword that was cut by Mu Wen's last sword.

Lying under the wall facing the arch was a masked man in black, who looked fine from the outside, but her internal injuries were not trivial: four broken ribs could be life-threatening if left untreated!

On the ground near the golden silk nanmu bed, there was also a masked man in black. This masked man in black is the most tragic of the three masked men in black, the black clothes on his body have been torn in many places, and the wounds and flesh and bones can also be seen in the places where the clothes are torn and severe.

The three masked black-clothed people were all injured by different Cheng Dù, and they were all in a coma at the moment, and their breathing was weak, so it was a blessing not to die, let alone show signs of waking up.

On the golden silk nanmu bed covered with a pale yellow square bed tent, Yan Zi Mingping, who had fallen into a deep coma, was lying on the side of the bed, his pale yellow narrow-sleeved brocade robe had been soaked in red blood and the color was strange. The same blood-stained orange satin brocade was only covered by Yan Ziming's waist, and the hideous wound on Yan Ziming's back was terrifying, and the wound that was deep in the bones was also exposed to the front of the person.

Only covered the underwear with a thick cold weather, and at this moment, curled up barefoot on the ground next to the golden silk nanmu bed and wept silently.

Wang Quan, who was wearing a brown leather armor, squatted on the ground in front of Leng Qing, and his round baby face was full of anxiety and helplessness......

When Mu Wen reappeared, the bloodstained three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was gone, but there was a boxy brown wooden box in his arms.

As when he left, Mu Wen strode into the inner hall of the left hall, he walked straight to the golden silk nanmu bed without squinting, and put the brown wooden box he was holding in his arms on the golden silk nanmu small table next to the golden silk nanmu bed, and just pressed the two books on the table at the bottom of the box.

I saw Mu Wen neatly open the medicine box he took, revealing that the box was neatly arranged. Bottles and cans of different colors and sizes, as well as several rolls of white yarn, needles and threads, small golden scissors and other things, can be said to be readily available.

Looking sideways at the flat lying on the golden silk nanmu bed. Yan Ziming, who was motionless and lifeless, Mu Wen's eyes finally fell on the hideous wound on Yan Ziming's back, which was already a little bloody.

The wound on Yan Ziming's back is getting shallower and shallower the more he goes to the waist, but the wound on Yan Ziming's left back shoulder is deep and bone-seeing!

Mu Wen looked at the slender sewing silver needle in the medicine box in front of him, which shimmered silver in the candlelight, and Mu Wen swallowed subconsciously.

Pursed her lips. Mu Wen turned around decisively and turned his gaze to Wang Quan, who was squatting in front of Leng Qing with his back to him. Mu Wen opened his mouth, and called him in a somewhat stiff tone: "Wang Quan......"

Hearing Mu Wen call him, Wang Quan turned his head in response, but after turning around, he heard Mu Wen say to him in a still stiff tone: "The wound on the master's body is too deep, especially the wound on the left back shoulder is deep enough to see the bone, and it needs to be stitched up...... Here you go! ”

As soon as Mu Wen's words came out, Wang Quan stiffened, and he was immediately dumbfounded, and almost planted himself on the floor tiles in front of him!

Half an hour later. I only heard Wang Quan's voice trembling and asked Mu Wen: "I, I'll come??!! ”

Muwen nodded without hesitation.

Wang Quan took a deep breath and calmed down the turbulent feelings that were shocked by Mu Wen's sentence "You come", and Wang Quan found his own voice: "Why? Can't you? ”

Hearing this, Mu Wen pursed his lips and glanced at Yan Ziming, who was lying on the golden silk nanmu bed on the side, and Mu Wen raised for a moment before saying in a calm tone: "I can't do it...... If it's someone else, it's okay, I can do it with my eyes closed, but now it's a master...... I ......"

Although Mu Wen's words were not finished, Wang Quan immediately understood the meaning of Mu Wen's words as soon as he heard this anticlimactic words.

I saw Wang Quan reverse his playful attitude in the past. He gritted his teeth angrily and roared: "Then I can do it?" You think you're the one who brought it out! You think it's just that you feel sorry for you! I, Wang Quan, can be so ruthless, right? ”

Mu Wen was so yelled at Wang Quan's words that he hung his head, but he never said a word of defense for himself.

Indeed, whether it is him or Wang Quan, it is Yan Ziming who faces the person who needs to stitch up the wound. This is a hurdle that cannot be overcome. It's not about the technology, it's about the mindset......

Looking at the swarthy floor tiles under his feet, Mu Wen still stubbornly said, "I...... I can't get my hands on it......"

Wang Quan was really angry and laughed at Mu Wen's words.

Standing up, turning to face to face with Mu Wen, Wang Quan almost gritted his back teeth and said, "I can't do it either!" Let me take the needle and thread and prick it on my master, I'd rather prick myself! ”

Although Wang Quan was angry at Muwen's selfish words. But his words came from the bottom of his heart!

In order to do things for Yan Ziming over the years, Wang Quan has also suffered a lot of injuries, and some sword injuries are too serious and also need to be stitched, otherwise they will not be able to heal in a short time.

Whenever he was injured by Yan Zhan's sword, except for some places where Wang Quan was really not good at doing it himself, Wang Quan would ask Muwen to help, other injuries that Wang Quan could deal with by himself, Wang Quan never faked others, took the medicine box to find a quiet place, and after threading the needle and thread, he sutured the wound himself.

But now facing Yan Ziming, who has been seriously injured so far......

Yan Ziming's significance to Wang Quan has far exceeded the friendship between master and servant, although Wang Quan always has no shape in front of Yan Ziming on weekdays, and sometimes he will do some foolish things that make Yan Ziming very displeased, but if Wang Quan is allowed to take a needle and thread to pierce Yan Ziming's body......

Even if Wang Quan knew that this was to suture Yan Ziming's wound so that Yan Ziming's injury could heal in the shortest possible time, this was to save Yan Ziming, but Wang Quan just couldn't do it! Even if Wang Quan didn't even blink his eyes when he stitched needles on himself in the past, Wang Quan still couldn't get his hands down......

"I'm coming!" A crisp voice sounded in vain, and Wang Quan and Mu Wen, who were almost in a confrontation, were stunned.

Now in this side hall, apart from Wang Quan and Mu Wen, there is only one person left who can speak......

Mu Wen and Wang Quan followed the sound and looked over, but saw that the person who spoke was really Leng Qing!

Leng Qing didn't know when she had stood up, and the tears on her face were wiped away, but the eyes that were as bright as stars in the past were as red as a pair of rabbit eyes at the moment, and anyone could see that Leng Qing had cried.

Seeing that Mu Wen and Wang Quan were both staring at her, Leng Qing pursed her lips, her face was a little confused, but her tone was extremely firm: "Since you can't do it, then let me come!" Since none of you have gone to the imperial doctor since his accident, it means that the fact that he was injured should not be known to outsiders. But the two of you have been pushing and blocking here, which will only delay his injuries, so ...... Let me! ”

After saying this, Leng Qing didn't wait for Mu Wen and Wang Quan to react, she took the initiative to step out and walked towards the golden silk nanmu xiao behind Mu Wen. There, there was the medicine that could save Yan Ziming's life and the needles and threads needed to stitch up the wound.

Wang Quan and Mu Wen were in place like that, watching Leng Qing, who walked to the side of the small table, take out the golden scissors in the medicine box, and then, Leng Qing turned around, bypassed Mu Wen who was blocking in front of her, and walked to the side of the golden silk nanmu bed.

Standing in front of the golden silk nanmu bed, Leng Qing leaned over, raised her right hand, and used the small golden scissors in her hand to cut all the clothes around the wound on Yan Ziming's back who was lying flat on the bed layer by layer.

Maybe it's because the temperature in the Red Ice Country is getting colder and colder at night, and it has dragged on for so long, and the blood oozing from the wound on Yan Ziming's back has almost coagulated.

Although the wound on Yan Ziming's back stopped bleeding because of this, the coagulated blood was stuck with Yan Ziming's clothes! In this way, if you don't use the same force when cutting your clothes, it is very likely to involve the wound on Yan Ziming's back!

If the wound is involved, the pain is secondary, Leng Qing is afraid that it will aggravate the injury on Yan Ziming's back and reproduce the terrifying scene of bleeding from before......

Therefore, when Leng Qing used small scissors to cut the clothes around Yan Ziming's back wound, she acted extremely gently and carefully, trying to ensure that Yan Ziming's back wound would not be involved because of her movements.

The outermost shirt that Yan Ziming wore on his body was not too tightly glued by blood, and it was easier to cut it. The further back she cut, the more careful Leng Qing became, but when Leng Qing cut the last layer of underwear, even if Leng Qing was cautious, it would still inevitably involve the wound on Yan Ziming's back. Fortunately, although some blood oozed from the wound, it did not aggravate the injury, and Yan Ziming was already in a deep coma at this time, so he should not have felt pain.

Because the only three people in the hall on the left side of the hall who could still breathe were now silent, it was because the hall was extremely quiet, and because of this quietness, when Leng Qing cut all the clothes around Yan Ziming's back wound, Leng Qing clearly heard that behind her, two extremely suppressed gasps sounded one after another.

Standing behind Leng Qing, looking at the wound on Yan Ziming's back that was exposed in front of people because of Leng Qing, Wang Quan and Mu Wen's moods were really mixed.

Wang Quan and Mu Wen never thought that the wound on Yan Ziming's back, under the cover of the clothes, was far deeper and stricter than what they could see through the clothes! (To be continued.) )

PS: Forget jì to tell everyone, the previous pad text Xiaomo has all been modified. Then, this is today's second watch, and tomorrow will continue the second watch O(∩_∩)O~~