Chapter 51: I Didn't Come Today
The road was not far, and Song Youyu didn't use much effort to help him to the place. Pushing open the door, a smell of stale dust wafted over my face.
She raised her eyes and scanned, it covered a lot of land, there was a yard, and two independent thatched houses, but the yard was full of weeds, cobwebs spreading, and there was no half of the popularity, I am afraid that no one has lived in it for a long time.
"The one on the left. Yanzigui said in a hoarse voice, his face slightly distorted because of the pain, "There should be some medicine to treat the injury." β
Song Youyu had never been to this place, so he didn't know the way, so he followed his instructions and helped him to the thatched house on the left.
When I opened the door, it was strange that there was no dust from the normal shop outside.
A bed, a cupboard, a table and a few chairs, as if they had been wiped down, were old but still clean.
She helped Yanzigui to the chair and sat down, and when she saw that there were still teapots and teacups on the table, she picked up the teapot and poured out a cup of tea.
The tea there was steaming white, but it was still hot!
The corners of Song Youyu's mouth twitched, and he handed the tea to Yan Zigui: "Drink some hot tea to warm up your body first." β
He pursed his lips, took a sip and drank it all, handing her the empty teacup.
Song Youyu poured another one for him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Now that the general has been sent to safety, the little woman should also go back." β
She stepped back slightly, gesturing to leave.
Yan Zi didn't hold back, but just sighed and said: "I was stabbed a few times in the chest and abdomen, although it was not fatal, but it pulled the old wound, and now it is far-fetched to even do a few more movements, if I can't bandage and change the dressing in time, I'm afraid I won't be able to last at night." β
The obvious hint made her frown.
I originally wanted to leave like this, but when I heard this, I couldn't leave.
She wrinkled her eyebrows and said, "Isn't there still someone in this house? Why did the general say that there was no one to help change the dressing?"
Yanzi said: "If there is someone, you might as well look for it?"
Song Youyu is not looking for it.
He dared to say that, there should be no one in this house, and even if there were, she would not be found.
Shaking her head a little weakly, she snorted lightly and reminded: "General Yan, the tea in this room is hot. β
She poured it on him, and he drank it without hesitation, indicating that he believed that the people in the house would not harm him.
was punctured, and he was not embarrassed, he said lightly: "If you are determined, you can go, and I will put two more sticks of incense on my grave in the future." β
Song Youyu: "......"
This uneasy guy!
Gritted his teeth and scolded him: "General Yan, you and I have never known each other, and there are differences between men and women, isn't it difficult for you to behave like this?"
Yan Zigui didn't seem to hear it: "On the bottom floor of the cabinet, there is a box with gauze, anesthetic and knives in it. β
After that, if no one else is around, start to loosen your clothes and untie them.
Song Youyu was a little dumbfounded.
If she really doesn't know her, she will definitely not look back.
But this person is the child she has watched for several years......
I have a toothache in a tangled way.
After hesitating, seeing that he had removed his coat, the white underwear was wet with blood and sticking to his skin, he tried to untie his underwear, and the slightly dried flesh and blood stuck the clothes tightly.
The red blood flowed more cheerfully.
Song Youyu was so frightened that he couldn't help holding his hand, and shouted, "Stop!"
This kid hasn't grown up for many years, and he still doesn't care about his body so much.
Yan Zigui stared at her with a pair of starry eyes and held his hand, and then raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were dark, dark and swarthy, but he was inexplicably pitiful.
He didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.
Song Youyu couldn't hold back for a while, and said helplessly: "I'll come." β
Otherwise, according to his tossing method, the wound would have been bandaged before the person was killed......
is obviously so seriously injured, but he still beats himself hard!
I resigned myself to the order to get the medicine in the cabinet, and sure enough, I found the medicine box in the lattice on the ground floor, which contained a lot of things, such as good wound medicine, medicine powder to stop bleeding, bandaged gauze, as well as fire scissors and knives.
She took it and carefully cut his clothes off his body with scissors.
The underwear was reduced to pieces, and pieces fell from the body, and in the end, there were still four or five pieces left on the body, each of which was stained with flesh and blood, tightly entangled, and refused to leave.
Her gaze slid over his thin back and waist, scars one after the other, each one deep and deeper.
Over the years, I don't know how many times he has passed by the ghost gate.
Song Youyu's heart trembled, he didn't dare to look at it anymore, he trembled and cut off the broken clothes and flesh, used a knife roasted on the fire to remove the carrion for him, and then sprinkled wound medicine to bandage him, and when he cleaned up his things later, he was shocked to see the place, and couldn't help but scold: "Are all the doctors in your general's mansion rice buckets? You can't just let the injuries heal, and you won't even get rid of the wounds and carrion!"
Yan Zigui lowered his eyelids, he was also strong, let her toss for a long time, and he didn't say anything when the cold sweat fell, but his appearance was a little bleak at this time.
"No, everyone eats white rice and is not satisfied, my body is dragged with this injury, and I don't know when it will be healed. β
He glanced at her: "I see that Miss Song is quite insightful in medical skills, why don't you come to my house to help for two days?"
Song Youyu sneered, and swept his eyes: "Don't take an inch, my future husband and you are incompatible." β
abducted Shi Yanmo's fiancΓ©e like this, like something.
The corners of his mouth tugged: "Then why did you save me?"
His eyes were a little interested: "Husband and wife are of the same heart, you should work with him, if you don't save me from death, you will fall into the well." β
"When everyone is like you, the heart of a villain. β
Song Youyu didn't bother to break with him, dragged him to the only bed in the house, helped him lie down, and said: "There are still some herbs in the house for treating internal injuries and reducing fever, I'll go and fry one for you, you lie down well, don't get up and pull the wound, I have to change the dressing for you when I go back." β
The words responded, lying quietly and still, looking very well-behaved.
Song Youyu suddenly remembered that he was a teenager a few years ago, and he was like this every time he was sick, his eyes softened slightly, and he stroked his forehead, covered him with a quilt and went out.
Hearing the footsteps in the distance, the man lying on the bed stared at the door, his eyes showing a little confusion and doubt.
"Sister?"
Song Youyu came back from decoction, and the man lying on the bed had already fallen asleep. Badly wounded, he hadn't rested well for a few days, and today he was attacked by an assassin and his wound was broken, and it was a matter of course for him to relax and rest.
She put the steaming soup bowl on the table, cautiously exited the room, and shouted outside, "Come out!"
The courtyard was empty, and there was no movement.
She was a little displeased and said, "I have to go back, your general still needs to serve and drink medicine with all his heart, and he still can't come out?"
These words were said explicitly, and the secret Mo Yu had no choice but to show his figure, and he bowed his hand to her: "Miss Song." β
"The medicine is on the table, remember to feed him a little. β
Song Youyu looked at the young secret guard in front of him, and did not doubt his ability: "His body has been injured again and again, and his life will be lost after two more tosses, and he has been staring more in the past, but now in this court, I don't know how many people are looking forward to his death." β
Mo Yu responded, looking at her with a strange look in his eyes.
"Don't ask, I don't have anything with your general. β
Song Youyu didn't care, straightened the folds at the corners of his clothes and walked out, and said lightly: "I haven't been here today." β