Chapter Forty-Eight: White Snow and Red Plum 3
Snowflakes fell in the sky. Where to go?
Qing'er caressed Li Chun and walked hard in the snow. Li Chun's limbs gradually became numb, his strength disappeared little by little, his mind became blurred, and his strength was pressed on Qing'er little by little.
Qing'er used all her strength to support Li Chun and help him walk. was originally a weak woman, and coupled with the ice and snow, Qing'er's every step was so difficult, and her body gradually became weaker.
"Look! There is a plum blossom forest in front of it, and there seems to be a thatched house inside! Li Chun, hold on a little longer! It's coming soon! ”
In the ice and snow, Qing'er was pleasantly surprised to find a place to stay, just to recuperate Li Chun's injuries. But at this time, Li Chun had gradually lost consciousness and couldn't walk at all. Qing'er dragged Li Chun into the thatched hut with her support.
Li Chun lay on the cold couch, motionless, and his body gradually became cold.
The snow was very heavy, and after a while, it was white all around. The originally decayed and bleak winter scene was instantly wrapped in silver.
"How are you? You speak...... Why don't you speak? Qing'er had tears in her eyes, she only felt endless sadness, and helplessly watched Li Chun motionless, and even her body became cold. He was injured because he was saving himself, and he couldn't let him die like this. Otherwise, he will not be able to pay off the life he owes. Besides, in his heart, he didn't want him to die like this.
"Did you hear that? Get up...... Don't you like to scold me? Get up and scold...... What's the matter, don't you dare, do you? …… Get up! Qing'er shook Li Chun's body vigorously and called him up. I won't let you die! You just want me to owe you! Let me blame myself for the rest of my life! I'm going to pay it off! You wait for me, I'll go and ask Langzhong, I must bring you back to life! You wait! ”
With tears on her face, Qing'er ran out.
Lang Zhong took a closer look at Li Chun's wound, his face was full of sorrow, and picked up Li Chun's wrist to check the pulse. Lang Zhong shook his head and sighed helplessly, looking sad.
Look at Lang Zhong's appearance. Qing'er, who was flustered and full of concern, hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"How's it going? Lang Zhong, how is he? What happened to him? ”
Lang Zhong got up and shook his head, looking unspeakable.
"Please, save him! Be sure to save him! Qing'er saw Lang Zhong's expression and was depressed. No matter what method is used, he is not allowed to die, he is not allowed, even if he is willing to use his own life.
Lang Zhong's face was gloomy and he said, "The poisoned arrow did not penetrate the heart, but fortunately, it was only one step away from the heart, which is really a blessing in misfortune." Otherwise, he might have died on the spot, and it would have been impossible to hold on until now. But ......"
"That's a good thing to save, isn't it? You must save him! Langzhong, please! Qing'er's joy bloomed on her gloomy face, and tears filled her eyes.
Lang Zhong paced uneasily, shaking his head.
"However, the arrow wound is not strict, but the poison on this arrow is too poisonous, I am afraid that it will be difficult to return to the sky! I'm afraid that the gods are helpless! ”
When Qing'er heard the news, she felt like she was on the edge of an abyss, only to feel that her limbs were weak and the sky was dark.
"Nope! No way! Lang Zhong, you must save him! You must have a way! Either way! I won't let him die! Do you know? I can't let him die. Qing'er was grief-stricken, stepped forward and grabbed Lang Zhong's sleeve, begging bitterly. What kind of poison is this? How to resolve it? I know, you have a way. ”
"Did you know that in the south there is a very rare and poisonous plant called Poison Arrowwood, also known as Gogon. The sap of this plant is extremely poisonous, and after being poisoned, the limbs are weak, the heart is paralyzed, the blood is coagulated, and the person is unconscious, and finally it is difficult to escape death. And it is this poison in your husband's wife, I am afraid that Hua Tuo will be powerless in the next life. ”
Qing'er's eyes were full of pleading, and she knelt lightly on the ground, "Please save Langzhong!" I can't let him die! If I could, I would give my life to save him! As long as he can come back to life! ”
Lang Zhong was busy stroking Qing'er and wanted her to get up, "Girl, please get up quickly!" The old man can't stand it! ”
Qing'er's eyes were resolute, and she had made up her mind, and she refused to get up unless Lang Zhong was willing to say a way to save Li Chun.
Lang Zhong looked at such a persistent and determined fierce woman, and admired it very much, and also sighed at the deep relationship between their husband and wife
Lang Zhong was full of emotion, "You husband and wife are really affectionate!" Even if the ruthless sky sees this situation, it will be moved and pity. Girl, you get up first, the old man said. Lang Zhong stroked Qing'er up. Girl, the solution doesn't mean that there is none, whether you can survive or not depends on your husband's creation! The herb that wants to cure this arrow poison is easy to find, but this medicine is difficult to find. ”
Qing'er felt that she saw a glimmer of hope, and she was willing to pay any price.
"What herb? What is the drug? I'm going to buy it. Qing'er hurriedly said, full of joy.
Lang Zhong said quietly: "Only the red-backed bamboo pole grass can detoxify this poison." Red-backed bamboo pole grass is easy to buy, and it can be bought at any pharmacy. But when encountering this arrow poison, the red-backed bamboo pole grass is too warm, and it must be detoxified by the cold medicine! ”
Qing'er hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What kind of medicine do you need?" Please make it clear to Lang Zhong, Qing'er will find it! ”
Lang Zhong said: "This cold thing is a snow lotus. You can't buy it at a drugstore. ”
Qing'er was puzzled, "Snow lotus? ”
As Lang Zhong walked, he said quietly, "This flower is clear and jade, not stained with dust, and will only bloom in the snow-capped mountains, which can be described as a 'rare encounter in a thousand years'!" ”
After listening to Lang Zhong's words, Qing'er looked at Li Chun, who was lying on the cold couch, covered in blood, with a firm gaze. I must save him, no matter what the cost.
"I've got to find the Snow Lotus! Either way, I'm going to give it a try! ”
Lang Zhong said with concern, "But, girl, you only have one day, if your husband can't drink the antidote within this day, his blood will clot and die." ”
Qing'er said gratefully, "I understand! The folk girl thanks Langzhong for saving his life! ”
Lang Zhong left.
Qing'er sat next to Li Chun's couch, gently stroked his forehead, and looked at him quietly. His pale face could not hide his angular features and handsome face. I don't know why I tried my best to save him. Perhaps, it was because he was injured to save himself. I don't have much time left, and I only have one day to look for Snow Lotus.
"You wait for me! I won't let you die! Do you know? You want me to owe you all my life! Don't! I won't let you die! And won't let you die! ”
After speaking, Qing'er left, her eyes resolute.
Li Chun quietly listened to Qing'er's words. Although he was in a coma, he could hear what Qing'er said clearly. I never thought that Qing'er would be like this for herself. Li Chun silently thought in his heart: Qing'er, you must take care of yourself! I will live with all my will, just to wait for you!
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