Before he saw the wound, he saw her bare shoulders, revealing most of her body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info plain body wrapped under the clothes, looking a little weak, the original is not thin, the muscles and bones are well-proportioned, fine white like the glutinous rice flour pills produced in Jiangnan, the beautiful and smooth lines on the chest loom under the fine silk hezi.

He was suddenly stunned, his eyes could no longer move, the muscles in his arms stiffened, and the heat in his body instantly rose upward. Wind Spirit's face was buried deeper in the socket of his shoulder, and his body seemed to tremble.

Fu Yanyan woke up like a dream, and was busy checking the wound on her waist. There was a bloody knife wound on the waistline with a perfect curve, and a lot of blood had been shed before, and the blood flowed slowly after being tightly strangled by the band, and at this moment the pressure on the wound disappeared, and the blood slowly oozing out a lot. Fu Tanyan's heart seemed to be scratched by something, picked up the white silk shirt that was torn by him, and carefully wiped away the blood around him.

"The wound was neat, not valgus, about four inches long, about two fingers deep, and did not hurt the organs and bones. The rest of the places are superficial wounds outside the skin, which are not tight. He described to the healers outside the curtain.

"Thankfully, fortunately." The healer breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Is it possible for the bleeding to coagulate?" ”

"Dripping constantly." As he delayed his answer, the blood that poured out had already wet the white silk in his hand.

"Don't worry, general, the villain will prescribe it. The existing hemostatic drugs are just ordinary things, and if there is a better one in the general's mansion, you might as well use it first. The healer rummaged for a while, and suddenly remembered that this was a general who led the troops, and he was used to seeing swords, guns, and swords, and the medicine at home was only much better than his.

Xingye came in with a copper basin and sent it into the inner room, pretending not to see the wind and the light of the spirit, most of which were leaning on the body of Fu Yanyan's chest, and forced him to calm down: "General Yan, go out, the maid will wash the lady." ”

"You can do it for me." After that, he pointed to the copper basin. Xingye hurriedly squeezed out the warm cloth and handed it to him.

The servant who was boiling the hot soup came in with another pot of clean hot soup, and the apricot leaves were busy changing the water. There was no maid in the house, except for the two rough servants in the stove, and there was only one apricot leaf and one person rushing in and out like a whirlwind.

He carefully wiped the blood stains on Feng Ling's waist and legs, and commanded, "There is a secret color porcelain vase in the cabinet behind the low bed outside, you go and get it with me." ”

Xingye twisted another piece of cloth and gave it to him, and ran out to retrieve the porcelain bottle.

This bottle is a special wound medicine made by the Kang family that was given by the former wind spirit of Jiangnan Province. This medicine was used once in Mohe Yan, and although the miraculous effect was better than any new medicine he had ever seen, the sharp pain of the moment it spilled the wound was far better than the medicine on the side.

He bit the cork on the bottle and pulled it open, and whispered in Feng Ling's ear: "Your grandmother has something to bring to you, you can endure this experience, and I will tell you about it." ”

The Wind Spirit grabbed his clothes, bit into his mouth and nodded.

Fu Yanyan gritted his teeth and flipped his wrist, pouring all the medicinal wine on the wiped wound.

The medicinal wine seeped into the wound, like countless meat-eating insects burrowing in, viciously gnawing at her flesh, the pain flowing down the flesh to the bones, quickly jumping over her spine, and a chill in the place.

The wind spirit only endured one or two breaths, then he couldn't hold it anymore, loosened the clothes in his mouth, and screamed miserably again and again, inhaling in big gulps, almost not having time to breathe, and everyone outside the curtain was chilled when they heard it.

Fu Yanyan threw away the porcelain vase, covered her wound with one hand through the clean cloth, and wrapped her body in his arms with the other, so as not to teach her to see the red in his eyes. He wanted to say something to soothe him, but his throat was dry, he couldn't make a sound, and his head was empty with only one thought, he wanted to make Liu Shuang's pain twice as painful as the wind spirit.

After a while, Feng Ling's wheezing from the pain gradually subsided, and when he looked at the wound again, the blood was indeed not seeping out, and a thin layer of blood scabs had already formed.

Feng Ling gradually regained a little consciousness, and moved slightly in Fu Yanyan's arms, but her weak strength could be heard in her voice as soon as she opened her mouth: "Ayan, what did my father and mother say?" ”

Fu Yanyan felt a cold sweat on her smooth back, and felt that the front of his clothes was wet, and when he looked down, he saw that her hair was scattered, and her hair was wet and sticky to her face, and the *** on his clothes was full of cold sweat from her hair.

Finally got through it, the strength on his arm gradually retracted, caressed her pale cheeks, and brushed away the wet hair: "Don't worry, you should change your clothes first." ”

Feng Ling suddenly realized that his robe and shirt had become a pile of dirty and rotten cloth that had been discarded on the ground, and his waist, legs, and arms were all exposed in front of Fu Yanyan, leaving only a thin piece of hair on his chest to cover it, and it was still wet and clinging to his body.

She hated to get into the quilt immediately, but she couldn't lift up a trace of strength, and it was difficult to even grab something to cover her shame. I don't know if it's cold or ashamed, my body trembles uncontrollably, and I don't even listen to my fingers.

Fu Yan called out the apricot leaves, and the apricot leaves walked in with a new quilt. Fang was in a hurry, and the wind spirit was in pain, the apricot leaves were still able to go in and out to change the water and cloth, and now the wind spirit woke up, and the apricot leaves blushed as soon as they entered the inner room, and buried their heads in changing the quilt on the couch.

Then he shook off a long white silk shirt and said vaguely: "In a hurry, I can't find clothes that fit, this is ...... This is General Yan's clothes, and the lady will be the first general. ”

Fu Yanyan grabbed Feng Ling's shoulders, tucked two large brocade cushions behind her, and got up and went outside to talk to the healer, so that Xingye could change her clothes.

When the doctor saw that the delay came out, he stepped forward and hugged his hand and said, "Although the blood has stopped, the danger has not passed." The lady has lost too much blood for too long, the dirty yin is too weak, and the yin deficiency cannot be slightly yang, and the yang will also be taken off. Visible blood cannot be born quickly, and invisible qi should be strengthened quickly. The young man in the house has already taken the astragalus and other things from my shop, and the decoction will be obtained. If you have five or six hours of deep sleep, then new blood can be born from the heart, and the lady will be fine. ”

"Another ......" The doctor paused for a moment, and said: "This lady has a serious loss of qi and blood, and it will take time to recuperate, at least within a year, don't conceive and give birth, otherwise, both mother and child are worried about their lives." ”

Fu Yan said "En" in a deep voice, and replied, "Got it." ”

As he spoke, a strong medicinal gas came, and the servant woman in the stove room came with a bowl of thick black decoction. After thanking the healer, he reached out and took the medicine bowl from the servant's hand.

He ordered someone to take the money and send the doctor out, and he called all the family members on the steps of the main house, and gave a strict order, ordering that the house should be closed up and down, and that within eight hours, no one should come to the main courtyard without a call, and no one should speak loudly in the house.