Chapter 311
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There was not the slightest beating of the pulse under his hands, but he could hear his heart pounding.
Seeing that he was speechless for a long time, Ji Bai couldn't help but ask with hope, "How is it?" ā
Zheng Zicong is not hiding the pity in his heart, but it is a pity that such a person with outstanding demeanor is gone.
He said with a sad face: "Fifth Master, Young Master Li has been, and he has no pulse. ā
The light in Ji Bai's eyes suddenly dissipated, and he dragged his bloodstained little hand, he lowered his head, and looked at Li Chenyu's frowning little face without moving.
How could a girl die? That's impossible! When I saw her that time, her skin cracked at the slightest movement, and she had seen her white bones, and she was okay with that kind of injury, but now it was just an injury to her internal organs, how could she die!
No.
But why is there no pulse, why is there no pulse!
Xi Yan was shocked, pulled this Zheng Zicong, and the two walked a few steps and muttered quietly.
Xi Yan's voice couldn't be lowered, and he said with doubts: "Is there really no pulse?" Don't you know, she can't die so easily. ā
Zheng Zicong, who was questioned about his medical skills, shook off the hand on his arm and snorted coldly: "If you don't believe it, you can touch it yourself, why question me." ā
Seeing that his meaning was misunderstood, Xiyan's face suddenly sneered, and he hugged his hands together.
He whispered: "Don't get me wrong, that Young Master Li is a master, and he has suffered more serious injuries than this I don't know how many times, this time he is so pulseless, I think it's too strange." ā
Where was Zheng Zicong really angry, he couldn't help but think carefully when he heard the words, sighed, and shook his head without saying a word.
"Invite Mr. Zhao over," Ji Bai's voice was very calm, and his expression was also very calm, and he hugged Li Chenyu back to the room before the words fell.
Xiyan saw the man in, turned around and ran away in a hurry.
Zheng Zicong, who didn't know whether to leave or stay, hesitated for a long time, whether he left or not.
Ji Bai returned to the messy inner room and put Li Chenyu on the torn messy quilt, only to find that the clothes on her chest were bloodstained and tattered.
Ji Bai looked out the window, his expression hesitated, and he reached out to untie the sweat towel around Li Chenyu's waist.
A black sweat towel with red lines was untied, Ji Bai pinched the corners of his clothes and uncovered them little by little, and his clothes were almost glued together with blood.
His men paused, their noses ached, and tears fell.
Ji Bai tilted his head, a few tears fell into his sideburns along his movements, and disappeared without a trace, his eyes wet with tears were full of sadness.
He took a few deep breaths and made quick movements of his hands.
When he looked down, a white body covered with blood came into view, and there were two small hills that were slightly raised.
Ji Bai ignored the things that shouldn't be seen, but they came into view, and he looked at the white belly with perfect curves.
The calm eyes saw the chest with the most blood stains, and his eyes stayed on the left chest, the blood stains covered his original complexion, and Ji Bai, who was trying to find the wound, frowned more and more.
He did not understand, there was no wound, where the blood came from.
Ji Bai gently took Li Chenyu's hand, on the bloodstained hand, most of the nails of the middle finger were missing, leaving only a small piece at the top, and he concluded that the blood on his hand was flowing from the broken nail of the middle finger.
Ji Bai looked left and right, and there was nothing he was looking for in the messy room, a piece of broken wood and broken porcelain.
He picked up Li Chenyu's hand, opened his mouth to take the middle finger without a fingernail, with saliva on the tip of his tongue, and gently swept the fingers in his mouth, after a while, he turned around and spit out the fishy saliva in his mouth, and repeated the action just now.
Pinching this shiny finger, the shock in Ji Bai's heart was incomprehensible, there was no wound at all, and the part without nails was pale pink tender flesh, like a wound that had just healed.
Soon, he accepted this conjecture, Li Chenyu's various pasts went over and over in his mind, and he was even more convinced that Li Chenyu, who had this not bad body, would not die so easily.
He was shocked in his heart, but strangely not frightened.
Ji Bai curled his thin lips and smiled lightly, relieved in his heart, he could accept that she was the embodiment of evil, how could he be afraid that she had such a bad body.
The palm of his hand was pressed against the small hill and his breathing slowed.
To his disappointment, there was not the beating he expected under his palm.
He had a bottom in his heart, although he was uneasy, he was no longer flustered, quickly put on Li Chenyu's clothes, sat on the edge of the kang and watched her distracted.
On the other side, the anxious Xiyan rushed to the bamboo guest house, he stood in front of the door and took a few deep breaths, silently reciting in his heart what to say for a while.
I couldn't help but sigh and said, "Poor one." ā
"Who is pitiful?" Nuan Nuan tilted her head and suddenly said with a smile.
"Ouch," Xi Yan was startled by her, jumped up holding his chest, and complained: "You are a thief, there is no movement, you scared me to death." ā
Nuan Nuan snorted, and didn't dare to worry about him, after all, he was the one who had a face next to the master, so he pouted and said, "I'm sorry for you, I just don't know what your little brother is doing here." ā
Xi Yan was not in the mood to listen to her, poked his head into the yard, turned around and waved to Nuan Nuan, and said in a low voice: "Come here, I'll ask you something." ā
Nuan Nuan followed his movements and glanced into the courtyard, pouting and taking two steps towards the inkstone, "What do you want to ask?" How sneaky. ā
Impatient, I didn't know how to wash the inkstone in a hurry, stomped my feet, and sighed: "How is Mr. Zhao doing these days, are you better?" ā
"What's good," Nuan Nuan's face was not divided, "I don't know where Young Master Li went, Mr. Zhao is in a hurry, he can't eat or sleep, and he can get better in his life." ā
She didn't want to always serve someone who was almost paralyzed in bed, and she wasn't a serious master, and she didn't have the slightest future, and if she went that day, I don't know if she would be affected.
As soon as Xi Yan gritted his teeth, he raised his feet and went in, he couldn't hide Li Chenyu's matter in order to take care of Mr. Zhao's body, it was the master's order.
He entered the main room and went straight to the inner room, where he saw Zhao half-blind leaning on the head of the bed.
"Mr. Zhao," Xi Yan was cautious, for fear of frightening the person who spoke up.
"Oh, it's a washing inkstone," Zhao smiled weakly and patted the side of the bed, "Come and sit." ā
"Mr. Zhao, you, come with me to take a look, young master, she's not good."
Xi Yan quickly recited the words in his heart several times, and said them quickly, almost unable to bear to look at Zhao Ban's stunned face.