Chapter 312: Time is Running Out

"Miss, although what you said is right, but your hands are too cold, the slave maid went to the king of the North Plains to find a way, he is from the North Plains, there must be a way."

Wen Ling shook his head: "Don't go, it's very dangerous for so many people to rush in the heavy snow, we are all so cold in the carriage, they are even colder outside, let's hurry first." ”

Xiaolian can't say anything, the joy of seeing snow for the first time is gone, although Wen Ling has always said that she is fine, but Xiaolian always feels that Miss is lying to her, how can there be a normal person, sleeping on warm jade, and covering so much/The blanket is still so cold?

However, Xiaolian didn't dare to say anything, because what the young lady said was right, they were already very cold in the carriage, so it was better not to cause trouble to others.

After a few more days, the more he set off to the Northern Plains, the colder it was in the sky, and the snow in the sky was even greater, Wen Ling began to cough non-stop, the wind and snow were so big, except for Xiaolian, no one could hear Wen Ling coughing.

Ling Lingchen also came to see it, Xiaolian wanted to say it several times, but Wen Ling didn't allow her to say it, Wen Ling said: "Xiaolian, I am a doctor myself, I know what I am like." ”

Xiaolian looked at Wen Ling, shivering in the carriage cold, still coughing, Xiaolian said: "Miss, you don't let me tell the King of Beiyuan, then I'll call Brother Long to take a look, okay?" Xiaolian didn't mean anything else, you see that you are coughing so badly and your body is still so cold, Xiaolian is really worried. ”

Wen Ling said: "Don't go, if you dare to go, I will drive you back to Qi Kingdom, and I won't let you follow me." ”

Xiaolian could only guard Wen Ling aggrievedly, she was afraid that the young lady would really send her back to Qi Guo and didn't dare to leave, but in the next few days, Wen Ling's cough became more and more serious, and there were many times when she couldn't stop coughing, Xiaolian was even more worried.

Xiaolian knelt down and begged: "Miss, the slave is going to find Brother Long, even if you drive me away, I will go, you are like this, Xiaolian is very distressed and worried when she sees it." ”

After Xiaolian finished speaking, she wanted to open the carriage curtain, Wen Ling weakly stretched out her hand, grabbed Xiaolian and said, "Xiaolian, don't go, please." ”

Xiaolian's tears dripped uncontrollably: "But, Miss..."Wen Ling shook her head: "It's nothing, I'm a doctor, Brother Xin's illness was cured by me, and the epidemic in Shucheng was also cured by me, do you say my medical skills are better than Brother Long?" ”

Xiaolian nodded, and Wen Ling continued: "Look, I don't have any other symptoms except cold and cough, if I really can't do it by then, can you go again?" I wouldn't joke with my body, would I? ”

Xiaolian nodded: "Miss, Xiaolian just hopes that you can be well, if something happens to you, Xiaolian won't be able to live." ”

Wen Ling touched Xiaolian's head: "Xiaolian, I'm telling you once, no matter what happens in the future, I want you to know well?" ”

Xiaolian said: "Well, Miss, we all have to be fine." ”

The next day the wind and snow were heavier, and the group could not be in a hurry, at this time in a hurry, it was easy to have an accident, there was a post station not far in front, and the group was going to wait for the snow to stop.

Wen Ling began to cough non-stop in the carriage again, the kind that couldn't stop coughing, Xiaolian could only keep patting Wen Ling on the back, and suddenly, Wen Ling directly coughed up a mouthful of blood and fainted directly.

Xiaolian was frightened by Wen Ling: "Miss, what's wrong with you, Miss?" As soon as Xiaolian touched Wen Ling's hand, Xiaolian found that it was not just her hand, but Wen Ling's whole person was cold, like...

Xiaolian lifted the curtain and shouted outside, "Stop, stop." At this time, a guard from the northern plains came over to ask what was going on here, and Xiaolian said anxiously: "Stop them, my princess has fainted." ”

The guards immediately hit their horses and went to the front, Xiaolian also hurried to call someone, Xiaolian ran in the snow with one foot and one foot shallow, the strangeness here had already been discovered, Long Qing and Ling Yuanchen rode back on horseback.

Seeing that Xiaolian actually got out of the carriage, Long Qing pulled the person on the horse and asked, "What happened?" ”

Xiaolian's whole person was frightened and stunned: "Brother Long, go and save my young lady, she vomited blood, her whole body is so cold, you save her, she..."

Long Qing comforted Xiaolian and said, "Don't worry, I'll go now." The entire convoy stopped, Long Qing and Ling Yuanchen rode to the carriage where Wen Ling was, and Long Qing and Ling Lingchen got into the carriage at the same time.

Seeing the bloodstains on the carriage, and Wen Ling, who was already unconscious, touching Wen Ling's almost hot body temperature, Long Qing said: "Tiaochen, wrap Ling'er, let's ride a horse to the post station first, ride a horse here, if you are faster, it won't take more than half an hour for us to arrive." ”

Ling Yuanchen nodded, took several blankets to wrap Wen Ling's whole person, Long Qing also wrapped Xiaolian, explained to these people, and hurried to the post station to find them, and the arrangements were made, and the four of them set off.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, the white expanse, the snow is like an impenetrable wind and keeps falling, the four of them ride horses, fortunately, the sweat and blood BMW will recognize the road by themselves, otherwise it is easy to get lost in this snowfield.

When the four of them arrived at the post station, Ling Yuanchen went upstairs directly with Wen Ling in his arms, this was originally a post station for the royal family in Beiyuan, so Long Qing took the token to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper was no longer in their way.

Ling Yunchen put Wen Ling on the bed and said to Long Qing, "Come and take a look." When Long Qing walked over, Ling Yuanchen held Long Qing's shoulder and said, "Long Qing, do you have to cure her?" Long Qing nodded, Ling Lingchen's eyes were red, of course Long Qing knew how important Wen Lingzhi was to Ling Lingchen.

Long Qing walked to the bed to check Wen Ling's pulse, and the more he put it down, the more ugly his expression became, obviously... The last time he took Wen Ling's pulse, it wasn't like this, obviously... How so?

Ling Yuanchen saw that Long Qing didn't move for a long time, so he asked, "Long Qing, how is it?" How is Ling'er? Speak quickly. ”

Long Qing let go of his hand, his eyes were a little sour, he didn't expect this to be the result, Long Qing looked at Ling Yuanchen for a long time, and he didn't know how to speak.

Ling Yuanchen said anxiously: "Long Qing, you say, what do you say, and you can also say what medicinal materials you need." ”

Xiaolian also said anxiously: "Brother Long, say it quickly, what's wrong with Miss?" ”

Long Qing choked up and said, "I'm sorry. Ling Yuanchen roared angrily: "I don't want you to say I'm sorry, I just want you to tell me, what's wrong with Ling'er, you can tell me quickly." ”

Long Qing said: "Tiaochen, listen to me, don't be excited, Ling'er she entered the body because of the cold poison, hurting the whole body, I gave her pulse a month ago, she is still fine, but a little weak, and now, the pulse shows that she... Time is running out. ”

Ling Yuanchen was stunned when he heard this: "Time is running out? What does it mean that time is running out, Long Qing, she is only fifteen years old, she still has a lot of years, what is time running out? ”

Xiaolian also said: "Brother Long, you must have made a mistake, right?" Would you like to take a look at it again? Miss has always been fine, she won't leave me, she won't. ”

Long Qing also choked up and said: "Tiaochen, Xiaolian, you two calm down, Ling'er is also my sister, if possible, I also think that my medical skills are not good and I have the wrong pulse, but I can't, if I guessed correctly, she already knew it a year ago, so she changed her pulse, and now she can't hold it down, just..."

Ling Yuanchen pulled Long Qing up, and the whole person suddenly lost control: "Go out, I don't believe what you say, Ling'er can't be... Get me out. ”

Long Qing hurriedly pulled Xiaolian out, and Xiaolian kept struggling: "I don't go out, this is my miss, I don't go out..."

Long Qing took people out and closed the door, Xiaolian kept patting Long Qing: "Why did you pull me out, that's my miss, that's mine, I don't believe what you say, you quack." The more tears fell, Long Qing took Xiaolian into his arms, and let Xiaolian beat him and scold him, Long Qing just hugged the person tightly.

When Xiaolian was tired, Long Qingcai said: "Xiaolian, Ling'er is my sister, this matter, my sadness is no less than any of you, the reason why Ling'er is hiding from all of us is nothing more than not wanting all of us to be sad for her." ”

Xiaolian kept crying, and she didn't have the strength to beat and scold Long Qing anymore, and Long Qing didn't know what to say.

Ling Lingchen sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Wen Ling's hand, and sure enough, it was cold, Ling Lingchen put Wen Ling's hand in the palm of his hand, and kept kissing Wen Ling's hand, tears fell on the hands of the two.

Ling Yuchen muttered, "Ling'er, will you wake up soon?" Long Qing also joked with me, saying that you... I know he's a quack, right, my Ling'er is going to live a long life, can you wake up soon? You haven't seen Bingjiamei yet, you haven't been to the northern plains, you haven't married me yet..."

In the end, Ling Lingchen couldn't go on, not only his eyes were sore, but his heart was also sore, he had a lot of things to say, but after opening his mouth several times, he just couldn't say it anymore, Ling Lingchen held Wen Ling's hand, put his hand against his forehead, and tears fell on the bed in large pieces.

After I don't know how long, Long Qing pushed open the door, walked behind Ling Yuanchen and patted him lightly on the back: "Yuanchen, I don't think Ling'er wants you to be like this, right?" That's why she didn't tell us that she was so kind that she shouldn't want us to feel sorry for her. ”

Ling Yuanchen turned his head to look at Long Qing: "Long Qing, do you have any other way to save her, no matter how difficult it is to find me, I have to save her, I believe I can, as long as you say it." ”

Long Qing shook his head: "Tiaochen, I also want to save her, but there is no way, even the Poison Saint has no way, otherwise Emperor Qi will not save her, you know?" ”

Ling Yuanchen turned back to look at Wen Ling: "But, I can't accept it..."Long Qing comforted: "Lingchen, you have to be strong, in Ling'er's last time, can you happily accompany her?" She must not want us to be sad because of her departure, isn't the reason why she came to Kitahara to be with you in her last days? Yuanchen, spend more time with her. ”

It has been two days after Wen Ling woke up, she felt that she had slept for a long time, her whole body was sore, she had no strength, she opened her eyes, saw a strange place, and when she saw that she was in a room, Wen Ling frowned, it seemed that this matter could not be hidden.

Suddenly, the door opened from outside, Wen Ling looked out of the door, and saw Ling Lingchen coming in with a bowl of medicine, seeing Wen Ling wake up, Ling Lingchen walked a few steps quickly to the side of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, smiled and pinched Wen Ling's cheek, and said softly: "You, you, you, are really a big lazy cat, after sleeping for two days, do you know how worried we are about you." ”

Wen Ling looked at Ling Yuanchen, although he pretended to be relaxed, his eyes were all red and bloody, and the exhaustion on his face was so obvious, he knew, right?

Wen Ling's tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and Ling Yuchen asked, "What's the matter?" Wen Ling said: "I'm hungry, haven't you slept in the past two days?" ”

Ling Yuanchen smiled and said, "Can you drink the medicine first?" I'll bring you porridge later. Wen Ling nodded, Ling Lingchen fed the medicine to Wen Ling spoonful by spoonful, Wen Ling kept staring at Ling Lingchen, watching him carefully feed himself the medicine, and the corners of his mouth laughed uncontrollably.

Ling Yuanchen asked, "Is it so funny to drink medicine?" Wen Ling smiled and said, "No, I just remembered that my sick mother used to feed me like this." ”

Ling Yuanchen touched Wen Ling's head: "Do you miss your mother?" Shall I take you back to see them next year? Wen Ling was puzzled: "Mother? ”

Ling Yuanchen pinched Wen Ling's nose again, and said with a smile: "Why, little conscienceless, we have already married, and your mother is naturally my mother." ”

Wen Ling said, "However, we haven't visited the church yet. Ling Yuchen prompted: "Dream Butterfly Valley." ”

Wen Ling said helplessly: "That time was just fake. ”

Ling Yunchen said with a smile: "Okay, then let's go back to Beiyuan quickly, let's pay a visit to the church, okay?" You're hungry now, can I go out and get you food? ”

Wen Ling nodded, Ling Lingchen pushed open the door and went out, his tears were instantly uncontrollable, he walked to the kitchen of the post station, and said to Xiaolian: "Ling'er is awake, send her some food, remember to be happy, don't let her find out." ”

Xiaolian hurriedly brought the porridge that had been warmed to Wen Ling, and Long Qing said: "Yuanchen, Ling'er's mood can't fluctuate big now, so don't let her know about this matter, let's pretend not to know." ”

Ling Yuanchen said, I have something to do when I go out. Xiaolian took the porridge to the room, obviously desperately telling herself to control, to control, but the moment she saw Wen Ling, Xiaolian still didn't hold back.

Wen Ling smiled: "Xiaolian, what are you crying about, am I not fine?" I'm just an ordinary wind chill. ”

Xiaolian fed Wen Ling porridge little by little, and when she finished feeding, the door was suddenly pushed open, Ling Lingchen was holding a large handful of plum blossoms in her hand, but it was not like ordinary plum blossoms, looking at the surface of the plum blossoms as if there was still a layer of ice attached to it, Wen Ling looked very novel.