Fu Tanyan ran steadily into the inner room of the main house, there were no maids in the house, only two servants and apricot leaves were boiling hot soup in the stove room, and the rest of the male servants were not easy to enter, so they only waited outside the door for orders. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Wind Spirit was placed on the couch, and his body seemed to have adjusted to the pain in the wound, and the sharp and burning pain dissipated considerably. When Fu Tanyan put her down, she still tugged at his clothes, and big tears dripped down her cheeks and hit Fu Tanyan's robe.

"You have endured it for so long, why did you suddenly run away to Liufu?" Fu Yanyan sat down beside her, so as to teach her body to rely on her strength.

The wind spirit wept so hard that he couldn't speak, and spread his hands out for him to see. I saw a small copper ball with sharp thorns in her hand, she had held it hard, and there were several cuts in the palm of her hand, and the blood had clotted into lumps.

"The third copper ball." She gritted her back molars, reviving the resentment of the day. "Mi Dalang taught them to kill them."

Fu Yanyan took the copper ball from her palm and set it aside, "Be careful of some wounds." ”

"Somehow, when I saw the orb, I couldn't stop thinking about the deaths of the unborn Amanva, who had been killed by the orb of thorns, and they were lying at the corner of the street, and I couldn't save them, and I couldn't save them, and I couldn't save them to the last of their dignity. and my brother's family, a child as small as a group, they can also do it. The looks of those people are all in front of my eyes, and I ......"

The wind spirit curled up the whole person into Fu Yan's chest, gasped and cried: "I was dizzy for a while, and I just thought about simply giving up my own body and pulling those two culprits to Huangquan together, in exchange for a clean and refreshing life." Can...... But you're right, I'm not good at learning, I'm shallow, and I'm still hard to beat......"

The end of the nose of the Yan Yan sighed heavily, "You are willing to give up yourself, but you can be willing to give up your grandmother of Yu Hang?" Can you give up me? You are really confused, what are the father and son, they are also worthy, and I am the only one who can go down the Huangquan Road with you. ”

"Ayan, Ayan, I'm sorry......" Feng Ling's tears flowed silently, and his body trembled violently in his arms. Fu Yanyan couldn't tell if her wound was painful or her heart was more painful, so she could only wrap herself around, almost wanting to hide her in her body and protect her with her own flesh and bones.

"Ah Lang, the healer, the healer is here." The steward ran into the courtyard and said outside the door.

"Please." Fu Yanyan carefully put down the wind spirit and hurriedly wiped the tears from her face.

The gray-haired healer came in with the doctor on his back to salute Fu Tanyan, but Fu Tanyan waved his salute and urged him to hurry up and treat Feng Ling.

The healer looked at the couch, and the little lady covered in blood was lying in a pile of quilts, and she didn't need to take a pulse, just looking at her pale face, she knew that she was bleeding too much, and she had lost her qi and blood.

He stepped forward to take a look at the injury on her body, but saw that the injury was on the waist of the thigh, and it was extremely inconvenient to treat her.

The doctor turned to Fu Yanyan in embarrassment: "Forgive me, the lady has lost blood and injured her vitality, and the villain can still prescribe medicine to make up for it, but the injury is ...... If it's always inappropriate for the villain to check it, dare to ask if there is a maid in the house who can debride and bandage? ”

Fu Yanyan looked at the wind spirit sleeping on the couch with a biased face, and wrung his eyebrows to himself, he really didn't think about it, how could he teach the healer to cook, he called outward: "Go and find the apricot leaves." ”

It didn't take much effort, Xingye trotted all the way with her skirt, and was pushed into the inner room in a panic. Only she and the Wind Spirit were left in the inner room, and Fu Yanyan and the healer were waiting outside the curtain for her to take off the bloody clothes for the Wind Spirit.

Although she is very thoughtful in her daily service, where has she seen this battle, she has already panicked, and only the blood on her body has taught her to be dizzy.

"Tell me about the wound on this lady's body, how wide is it? Have you ever turned over the flesh and bones? The healer was outside.

Xingye trembled and tried to untie the belt tightly around Feng Ling's waist, but in a dark red bloodstain, she couldn't see where the wound was. It took a lot of effort to remove the haunting belt.

The doctor outside urged again: "Please be more numb with your hands and feet, the lady's breath is unstable, and you can't delay." ”

Apricot Leaf trembled and tried to untie her clothes, but in the panic, she couldn't even find the tie, and with every flip, the wind spirit snorted in pain. Xingye couldn't stop her tears from sliding down, crying: "The maid has never, never seen this situation, and I don't know what to do......"

The curtain was lifted open, and Fu Yanyan rushed into the inner room sharply, and commanded in a deep voice: "Get out." ”

Xingye retreated in case of amnesty, and hesitated in his heart, after all, the lady had not yet made a gift to him, how could her daughter's family teach people to see it all.

She hesitated, and with a wave of her arm, the curtain fell down in front of her. The doctor pushed the stunned apricot leaves, "Go and get hot soup with your lady, and then send someone to my shop to get angelica, astragalus, and ginseng, and quickly boil a big bowl of angelica blood-tonifying soup." ”

Xingye was ordered to wipe her tears and hurriedly ran out, and when she came out of the house, she heard a crisp and decisive sound of tearing cloth, she didn't dare to stop, and stumbled out.

There was a fishy sweet smell in the inner room, and he scooped up the wind spirit that was cowering in the quilt with his arm, and made her lean half in front of her, revealing her injured side. His hand froze in front of her wound, and he raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "There will be a burst of pain, don't bear it, the pain will bite here." ”

The wind spirit shook his head weakly in his shoulder socket, "You do it, I don't hurt." ”

Fu Yanyan turned his heart sideways, pinched the robe around her waist, and ripped it open to both sides.

With a "hiss", the robe on Feng Ling's body was torn apart, and sure enough, a sharp pain hit, she clenched her fists, and embedded her nails into the wound in her palm, trying to spread the pain in her waist.

This time, if it were a sergeant with five big and three thick, he would inevitably howl a few times, but he didn't hear her call, let alone bite his shoulder, but just put his forehead against his shoulder socket.

"Can you still stand it?" Fu Yanyan leaned over to look at her, and saw that there was a layer of fine sweat on the corners of her neck and forehead, her tentacles were cold, her lips and cheeks were grayer than just now, and the blood was hard to find. With his free hand, he pulled the ripped robe out from under her and threw it to the ground.

Feng Ling hurriedly let out a sigh of "It's okay", and there was still a layer of white silk underneath her robe, which was also dyed dark red, like a large bright peony wrapped around her waist.

Fu Yanyan inhaled deeply, as if he were the one who had been injured. The decisive sound of the two crisp cracks of the cloth, and the miserable cry of the wind spirit that changed the tone, followed by the panicked call of the wind spirit, "The wind spirit, the wind spirit, this is fine." ”

"General, can you see the wound on the lady's body?" The healer asked, following after him.