The brain was like a pot of porridge boiling, and An Yan didn't want to follow it, so he picked the curtain and rushed in.

The small room was already crowded with people, and Princess Heng, with the support of the girl, staggered in front of the bed and cried, "My poor son, you, how can you suffer such a sin?" ”

Mrs. Cui leaned on the pomegranate flower and closed her eyes.

On the ground, the old goatee doctor sat paralyzed, foaming at the mouth, trembling hands, and knocked over a basin of blood in front of him, which was filthy and fishy.

An Yan's stomach began to churn, he was busy covering his mouth with his hands, and when he looked up, he saw that on the bed covered with snow-white sheets, Lin Jue was really wearing a thin upper body, lying on the big pillow, and his chest was covered with blood!

And his cousin, Luo Jinxin, a pair of delicate bamboo shoots, was slowly lifting a small silver knife with a faint cold light, and soaking it back and forth in a copper basin in front of him.

Her long jet-black hair was combed into a bun, half of which fell over her shoulders, accentuating her slender back.

How could such a beautiful woman be in such a filthy house?

How could those slender hands like mutton fat jade hold a shiny knife?

This is a butcher's job, right?

An Yan only felt as if a painting of a lady from the Danqing family had been splashed with ink, so he stepped forward to pull Luo Jinxin, "Sister Luo, let's go out quickly, carefully stain your embroidered shoes with the things on the ground." ”

If it were the past, Luo Jinxin would definitely turn around and smile sweetly back at him, and be obediently pulled out by her.

It's just that now Luo Jinxin is already a person who has died once, and he has already seen through this cousin's face.

In her previous life, she hadn't been able to see her cousin until she was treated as a dead person by her aunt Lu, and she had already died of heart for him.

When An Yan's hand touched the corner of her clothes, Luo Jinxin turned around, but to An Yan's surprise, it was not a smiling face, but a face as cold as a thousand years of ice, "Cousin, please be respectful!" ”

An Yan was stunned by these cold words, retracted her hand in a daze, and asked her with a puzzled wink, "Sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Men and women can't be receiving!" Luo Jinxin was too lazy to say much, and only coldly left this sentence.

It's okay not to say this, but as soon as he said this, An Yan became angry. Guarding a shirtless man, what is she embarrassed to say that "men and women can't accept it"?

Snorted coldly, An Yan didn't have good words, "Sister, this is talking nonsense with your eyes open, what kind of system do you have when you are a girl who has not been out of the cabinet, standing next to the prince?" ”

This time, Luo Jinxin didn't look back, just raised his face and closed his eyes.

This cousin is really spoiled, and a word that provokes him to sneer, and he doesn't look at what kind of occasion this is?

In his previous life, he was also like this, but he was bent on him at that time, accommodating him everywhere, and didn't care about him.

Jinxin's move of tilting his face slightly and closing his eyes was clearly seen by Lin Jue, who was lying on the bed gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain. He frowned suspiciously, but said nothing.

An Yan saw that Jinxin didn't answer his words, but he only felt that he was not taken seriously, and he lost his mind more and more angrily, and stepped forward to snatch the knife in her hand, but was frightened by Luo Jinxin's cold eyes like a knife.

"You come ......"

Jinxin took a step back, stuffed the knife into An Yan's hand, and pointed to the bloody wound on Lin Jue's chest on the bed.

An Yan has never even killed a chicken in his life, where has he ever seen such a hideous and terrible wound?

Immediately let go, "clank", the silver knife fell to the ground, startling everyone's hearts.

Seeing that her grandson had made a mistake, Mrs. Cui hurriedly scolded, "Evil obstacles, why don't you hurry up?" If you delay the illness of the son, you can't eat and walk around! ”

Who is Lin Jue? That's the celebrity that the saint relies on today. At a young age, he is already a meritorious achievement. His sister is the crown prince and concubine, how can they be compared to this small mansion?

Seeing that her grandmother was angry, An Yan glared at Jinxin resentfully, covered her nose and ran out.

Princess Heng hurriedly urged the imperial doctor on the ground, "Get up quickly, my son is still waiting." ”

The doctor was already shaking and couldn't speak, and his head was slightly swinging, as if he had a stroke.

Jinxin sighed and asked someone to help him out.

He turned back to explain to Mrs. Cui, "If you want to come to the Imperial Doctor to faint blood, just take it out." This house is really not easy to have a lot of people, so my grandmother accompanied the princess to rest outside. ”

Princess Heng didn't leave, just glared at Luo Jinxin, "Why don't you leave?" ”

"I'm leaving, so you're coming?" Jinxin really didn't have the energy to talk nonsense with her, so she picked up the knife on the ground and handed it forward.

Princess Heng glanced at An Yan and shrank back in fright.

Luo Jinxin sneered, turned around and changed to a new one, "If the princess doesn't come, then please go out." The longer you stay, the less chance your son will have to live! ”

This is not a joke, there are so many people, who knows what dirty things will be on everyone?

It can be said in the medical book that this wound should not be contaminated with dirt.

Princess Heng glanced at her son helplessly, and under Lin Jue's signaling gaze, she went out step by step.

Jinxin cleaned up the room, and immediately picked up the soju in front of him and poured a sip, which sprayed at the wound on his chest under Lin Jue's stunned.

With a "hiss", Lin Jue exhaled in pain.

It took him a long time to come to his senses, and beads of sweat the size of beans were oozing from his forehead.

"Can't you just say it first?" He gritted his teeth and growled.

Luo Jinxin was unmoved, "It doesn't hurt to say it early or late?" ”

Lin Jue choked angrily, don't turn her face and don't look at her.

Jinxin slashed at Lin Jue's wound with lightning speed, and removed the carrion three times and five by two.

Lin Jue was so painful that he couldn't speak, his hands tightly clutched the list under him, his body tensed, and it took a long time to let out a breath.

"You...... Are you skilled? Knowing that this girl wouldn't buy his account, even if she complained, it wouldn't be good, so he simply said the opposite.

"So-so." Luo Jinxin threw the knife without modesty, pulled a ball of white yarn and plugged the wound where he was gurgling out, his eyebrows and eyes were sparse, "In the past, there were a few rabbits in my yard, and sometimes they ate poisonous weeds, so I disemboweled them and practiced them." ”

She, even compared him to a rabbit?

Lin Jue was so angry that the bruises on her forehead jumped, but she couldn't move because of the wounds on her body, so she had to stare at her with a pair of soul-soothing eyes.

It's just that Luo Jinxin can't see how good these eyes are at all, it seems that in her eyes, no matter how good this person looks, as long as he is healed by her, it will be the same.

"Your mouth is so poisonous!" Lin Jue finally couldn't help it, and got into a little girl's mind.

"It's okay!" Jinxin's hand didn't stop, he pressed his wound hard, and replied lightly in his mouth.

Lin Jue was so painful that she couldn't even breathe, where did she have her mouth to talk about her?

Seeing that Luo Jinxin stopped the bleeding for him, he took out a bottle of trauma medicine from the old doctor's medicine box, poured his brain into his wound, and skillfully wrapped his wound.

Because the wound was on the front chest, it was necessary to pass a white veil through his back. Luo Jinxin didn't pretend to be someone else's hand, and pulled Lin Jue's body with both hands and pulled it over.

The woman's body exudes a faint fragrance, which seems to be absent, like a cold plum in winter, fresh and smelly.

Lin Jue, who was in pain, suddenly felt that as soon as his body was sent, a strange throbbing slowly rose, and it seemed that the pain was not so bad.

After bandaging, Luo Jinxin rummaged in the old lady's medicine box again, found a pair of silver needles for acupuncture, and without Lin Jue's consent, he pricked several major acupuncture points on his chest.

The place where I couldn't breathe because of the pain just now suddenly became bearable.

Lin Jue was very curious, how could such a young girl have such amazing medical skills?

"An family, sent you to study medicine?" In his eyes, if he hadn't studied for a few years, how could he be so skillful?

Luo Jinxin naturally couldn't tell him, these were all learned by himself in his previous life from a Taoist aunt in the family temple. At that time, she was not in good health, and it was useless to see many doctors, so she began to read medical books and became obsessed with medical skills.

It just so happened that a Taoist aunt from Gusu was invited to the family temple, and she knew some Qihuang techniques, all of which were taught to her.

In addition, she is talented and intelligent, and she has mastered everything.

It's just that in her previous life, she had a rough life and a bleak state of mind, and she was bent on death, where could she take care of this?

"An Jia won't let me learn this, I learned it by reading books myself." Luo Jinxin threw down this sentence coldly, and called the girl to come in and clean up the vinegar.

Lin Jue looked at her slender figure who disappeared behind the curtain, her eyes were dark, why didn't she seem very happy when she mentioned An Jia? Isn't it good to settle down and treat her?