Chapter 137: Death is Death!

"How? Is there a salvation? Xiaolan stood at the door and asked Xia Zimo, who had just come out. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When the young master went to look for her just now, she was really frightened, Xia Zimo's body was covered in blood, and she thought she was injured, but when she dragged it and checked it, she was told that the blood was not hers, and she was relieved.

Then I came here to meet the three bloody men.

Wanrong's body was fine, but she was in a coma, arranged in a room alone, and found Xiaolan's maidservant to take care of her. And the Helian brothers were in danger of being arranged in a room, and Xia Zimo took care of them personally.

She had just taken a lot of medicine for the two of them, and when she saw that her breathing was stable, she called Cang Qi and asked him to make a basin of water to help the two of them wash their bodies.

Xia Zimo originally wanted to do it herself, but Cang Qi kept staring at her, there were indescribable emotions in her eyes, accusations, dissatisfaction and resentment, she smacked her tongue, threw the towel into the basin, turned around and left the room, and said, "You do it!" ”

Cang Qi picked up the towel and stood for a while, turned his head to stare at the unconscious duo, looked at it uncertainly for a while, and tore Helian Cheng's clothes open, his actions were extremely rude, and the wound that was about to scar was torn again, causing him to frown in a coma.

He wiped the blood stains with three strokes and five divisions, applied medicine, covered the quilt and looked at the other unconscious king. Maybe he took care of the sword wound on his chest, and his movements were a little gentle, but it was still not much better, and there were also many wounds that broke open......

But after a cup of tea, Cang Qi pushed the door and went out. Xia Zimo was still chatting with Xiaolan.

Xia Zimoyun said lightly: "If you don't die tonight, there is half a hope." ”

Then she gritted her teeth and scolded: "I spent so much medicine, and I lost a lot of money when I died!" ”

"Good students take care of ...... It's all silver. Xia Zimo looked up to the sky and sighed, pacing away. When I came back, I was busy, it was late at night, and I hadn't eaten dinner yet, and I was starving......

The next day, before dawn, Xia Zimo was woken up by the sound of shouts outside the door.

"Who, what?" Xia Zimo turned over, intending to continue to fall asleep.

"Young master, that Helian Bi is out of breath." Xiaolan received the news and hurried over.

Xia Zimo suddenly came to his senses, turned over and got out of bed, put on his coat and ran out. In an instant, they arrived in the Helian brothers' room.

Xia Zimo put his hand under his nose, and after confirming that he was not breathing, he probed the artery in his neck, and seriously felt that there was still a small pulse, and he was immediately relieved, as long as his heart was still beating, this person would still be saved.

Modern people know cardiopulmonary resuscitation, which is indeed a simple and effective way to restore blood circulation, however, provided that there is no injury to the chest......

Yesterday's heart-piercing sword hurt the heart, if you are doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation at this time, it will only hurt and worsen, but if you don't do it, you will die...... What to do?

Xia Zimo drew the soft sword in his waist and stabbed Helian Bi in the chest.

"Young Master!" Xiaolan ran over, just saw this scene, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands, not daring to make any more sound. Although she has doubts, she believes that her young master will not kill people, for a very simple reason, it is all silver! If you die, you can't go home, so you must not die.

Either you don't save it in the first place, or you don't have to save it.

Xiaolan watched Xia Zimo cut a wound on his left chest, and the blood was stopped by something just as he was about to flow out, and then put his hand into the wound, his face was serious that he had never seen before, and suddenly smiled lightly, and looked at the chest shaking, and after a while, his chest stopped shaking, and the idle hand touched his neck, his brows were furrowed, and his chest shook again, and this was repeated several times before Xia Zimo finally showed a comfortable smile.

Xia Zimo withdrew his hand with satisfaction, wiped his hands with the white cloth next to him, took out a bottle of medicine and sprinkled it in the wound, raised his hand and took out a few silver needles to fix the wound, and then sprinkled a layer of medicine powder on it.

Xia Zimo clapped his hands, yawned, and said, "Okay, I'll go back and make up for sleep first." ”

After walking a few steps, he turned around, took out a small bottle and threw it to Xiaolan, and said, "Two hours later, feed him this." After saying that, he never looked back and really left.

Xiaolan curiously pulled out the stopper, poured out a pill, and looked strange: Isn't this a fake death medicine that has just been dispensed, how can you let you eat this?

But she must obey the young master's words...... Take 10,000 steps back, it wasn't her who was lying half-dead, and she didn't take this medicine...... The young master's medical skills are quite reliable, so he shouldn't be mistaken...... Right?

Xiaolan smiled gloatingly, took the medicine bottle, and went back to the room, where someone was guarding...... Before dawn, she should be able to sleep for an hour.

When Wanrong woke up, it was almost noon, and she looked at the strange room to determine where she was. But, doomed to be in vain, there is nothing iconic here......

She felt her condition, she was wearing a snow-white middle coat, dry and comfortable, and there was no pain in her body...... The people who want to come here have no ill will towards her.

She sat up, her whole body was comfortable, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't feel the slightest internal force in her body, she would have thought that everything yesterday was a dream. She stretched, moved her muscles, rolled over and got out of bed, and this tray was placed next to the bed, containing the woman's clothes.

She dressed and opened the door.

This is a very ordinary private courtyard, with three wings on the east side and three rooms on the west side, and she lives in the east side of the house.

There was no one in the courtyard, and it was quiet all around, and she walked around.

At this moment, the door next to her opened, and a man dressed as a maid came out with a basin of water, his face pale. When she saw Wanrong, the basin fell to the ground with a thud, and it was scattered far away, and a lot of water was inevitably drenched on her body.

"I'm sorry!" Wanrong hurriedly walked over and took out a handkerchief to help the maid wipe the water stains, but why is the water red? She glanced up at the maid.

The maid woke up like a dream, and withdrew a long way away, and when she saw that she was a martial artist, her expression changed, and she asked, "Who are you?" "How can an ordinary maid be martial? Where is she?

Looking at this ordinary courtyard again, it has become suspicious.

The maid felt out of shape, walked back slowly, her face was flushed, and she said very embarrassedly: "Girl, I just lost my respect." Girl, you go back to the house to rest first, and the slave and maid will go and tell the young master that you are awake. ”

"Young Master?" Wanrong was stunned for a moment, and ecstasy arose in her heart, wondering if this young master was her young master? At the same time, she secretly warned herself that she couldn't jump to conclusions until she saw anyone again.

She nodded and went back to the house.

When the maid saw that she had really entered the house, she closed the door of the room from which she had just come out, and then jumped onto the roof......

The gate of this courtyard is simply decorative, who comes here and doesn't take it, why? Trouble! Who can come here is not a martial artist, why do you have to take a detour where you can jump on the roof a few times?

The maid went to report Xiaolan first, no matter how she said that she was Xiaolan's maid, and things had to be reported level by level. Also, how could she know the young master's whereabouts?

When Xiaolan found her, Xia Zimo was staying in the medicine warehouse picking up medicinal herbs, preparing for detoxification.

"Young master, Wanrong has just woken up."

Xia Zimo hurriedly pushed the half-basket of medicinal materials to Xiaolan and left in a hurry.

Xiaolan shook her head and smiled, looked at the medicine in the basket, and didn't expect that this was the prescription for that kind of medicine, she put the basket on the elevated shelf at the entrance and left.

Xia Zimo ran to the small courtyard as soon as possible, Wanrong's door was closed, but the door next to her was open. She hadn't planned to take care of it, but there was a cry from inside.

She hesitated, then walked through the open door.

"Wanrong? Why are you here? ”

Wanrong heard the familiar voice and was relieved, but then she cried even more sadly: "Young Master, Helian Bi is ......"

Helian Bi was lying on the bed stiffly, his face was bloodless, his heart and breathing had stopped, and he was clearly dead.

"Death is death, I'll find you a better one." Xia Zimo suddenly had the intention of teasing and said so.

"Young Master!" Wanrong suddenly gave birth to a resentment, and glared at Xia Zimo viciously.