Wu Nuandong returned to the small cave with Wu Xingzhou with clean clothes, food, and the trauma medicine he had prepared at home, and bent down into the cave. At this time, the person is not awake, and his body is hot, so he should have a fever. Wu Nuandong sat directly in front of the man's head, lifted his head and put it on his lap, used the hollow reed rod as a straw to insert it into the corner of his mouth, took his own saliva, and sent a mouthful of water to the straw, about five or six mouthfuls, the person's breathing became more and more gentle.

Wu Nuandong untied his clothes and wiped the blood stains and residual herbs on his upper body with warm water mixed with spiritual spring water, revealing the semi-healed wounds and several other old scars on his sturdy body. The two new wounds went deep into the bone marrow, if it weren't for the pure spiritual spring water that Wu Nuandong fed before, I am afraid that this person's intestines and everything would flow out, not to mention the knife wound in the heart.

The boy is fourteen or fifteen years old, and there are so many new and old scars on his body, and his origin is extraordinary.

However, these have nothing to do with Wu Nuandong, and if she can't wait for the young man to wake up, she should withdraw, and if she doesn't know each other in the future, it will save more trouble.

Lingquan water can make the wound heal quickly, although Wu Nuandong saved him with a kind eye, it does not mean that the root is clear, so after finding that this person is not in danger of life, he changed the blended water that he usually uses for his brothers to eat and bathe, and took out the newly bought fine needles and a fiber extracted from plants, and compared his two wounds.

The young man's injuries don't need to be dealt with anymore, but this person should have died in the first place, but he was strangely rescued. In order not to make the effect of the spiritual spring water appear dazzling and magical, Wu Nuandong decided to use him to practice his hands, and the book "On the Treatment of Trauma and the Combination of Chinese Medicine and Herbalism" that he just read in the book room still needs to be put into practice, and this "technique" can still be spread through her sutures, so ......

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Luo Yuhan received a secret edict from the capital late at night, and although he knew that there were many suspicions, he could not blatantly resist the order, and went to the capital with his servants overnight.

As soon as they left the town, a team of people and horses fell from the sky to attack them.

Luo Yuhan became famous at a young age, and his talent for strategy and martial arts was amazing, and he played a vital role in the pacification of the Anshi Rebellion. At the age of twelve, he led the troops into battle, formed the Tiger and Wolf Cavalry and appointed the vanguard officer of the right lane of the Zhengsanpin, led 3,000 soldiers and horses to attack the enemy's rear, burned the grain and grass and cut off the drinking water, and finally got superior, defeated the Turkic 50,000 soldiers with 20,000 people.

Now Luo Yuhan is an indispensable general by the emperor's side, and he is more trusted and reused by the Tang Dynasty Sect than his father Luo Zixin.

Luo Yuhan was assassinated in this defeat, not unexpectedly, but subconsciously unwilling to believe it, and still thinking about the meager blood and family affection in his heart.

His father has always been his role model in life, whether it is martial arts or strategy, among the illiterate generals, he is more like a literati who does not use his pen and does not use martial arts, he is plain and elegant and hospitable, and there are thousands of guests, and he is a famous Confucian general in the Tang Dynasty.

It's just that...... Who can do nothing.

My father is a very good person, but he is too affectionate, and there are many customers and more beauties sent.

There are countless heirs of the Luo family, although he is a son-in-law, he is neither the eldest son nor the father's favorite one, and each of those concubines wishes that he and his mother who died early to reunite as soon as possible, so that they can give up the ancestral business of the Luo family. If it weren't for the battle and the fight and a way to be fought with blood, he would have been drowned in the Luo family's back house.

It's not terrible to die, it's terrible to die at the hands of those treacherous villains, especially his eldest brother with a sweet mouth - the son of his father and his beloved cousin, for many years, that man's conspiracies and conspiracies have emerged one after another, even if he has no idea of inheriting half of the ancestral business. As long as he lives, he will get in the way of the eyes of the so-called big brother.

In the past, he was not amazing, and his father ignored him too much, but now that he has earned a name for himself, his father still turns a blind eye and allows his eldest son to assassinate his sister-in-law.

In the end, his father let him down.

is also a son, isn't he the flesh and blood of life!

Luo Yuhan, who was stabbed twice and was dizzy, swore fiercely in his heart: The last time, this is the last time, this fate is returned to the Luo family, if I don't die, the Luo family has nothing to do with me! If he sees him again in the future, he will let Luo Yuliang repay the pain of these two cuts.

Thinking like this, Luo Yuhan, who hid in the big tree with a servant who didn't know life and death, fainted.

The Luo family's ancestors are ruthless, and he Luo Yuhan is also the originator, compared to being ruthless, he is not half a point worse than the Luo family. It's just that his mother once entrusted him to take care of his father, saying that his father seemed to be careless about everything, but he was actually a lonely and lonely person. At that time, Luo Yuhan believed it, and really believed it. In his heart, his father was a lonely hero like a wolf, but reality slapped him countless times. If Luo Zixin is really a person who allows himself to be lonely, the hundreds of women in his back house have become the biggest joke, and he, the sister-in-law that Luo Zixin can hardly remember, is even more of a joke in the joke.

When Luo Yuhan woke up, he almost thought he was dead, his hands and feet were numb and weak, and his eyes were even darker.

Knowing that he was rescued, Luo Yuhan did not relax, but was nervous. The person who came didn't know whether it was friend or foe, and if he didn't pay more attention to it, he would have been gnawed a long time ago, and there were no bones left, especially the back house above was also unstable.

Luo Yuhan didn't allow him to think about it for long, and his body that had lost too much blood couldn't withstand the exhaustion and serious injuries and fell asleep. When he was in a trance, he felt something grassy reach the corner of his mouth, and then a slow stream of clear water slid into his mouth.

Luo Yuhan immediately recovered his spirits, it can be said that this is the sweetest water he has ever drunk in his life, and even the fatigue and sadness that flowed into his throat seemed to be cleared cleanly. In just a moment, he decided that the person who saved him was not an enemy. What enemy would carefully treat the wounds and bodies of a captive captive, and use such a panacea?

My body knows best, the pain that was carved into my bones is slowly smoothing out, as if the wound is magically healing. Luo Yuhan held his breath and opened his eyes slightly curiously, and was suddenly taken aback.

It's her! At the Lantern Festival, he earned Liang Zhen a little girl in a teahouse!

Inexplicably, Luo Yuhan became more and more relaxed, thinking of the little girl's grimace before leaving and Liang Zhen's angry blue face, he almost couldn't pretend to laugh out loud. But before he could laugh, the pain in his heart came again, and he could not hold back the cry that blurted out, and was immediately startled by the boldness of the little girl.

actually treated the wound as a female red stitch to mend it, if it weren't for the fact that this body was his, Luo Yuhan would almost applaud the little girl's audacity.

It seemed that he felt Luo Yuhan's violent mood swings, Wu Nuandong didn't even raise his head, his little finger was a little casual, and Luo Yuhan, who was in a weak state, immediately closed his mouth when he wanted to speak, and his head tilted and he fell asleep.