Cold.

Walking out of the tent with a stove, the cold snow particles smashed on his face, and Lin Yunran's eyes were almost unable to open.

Along the way, although the weather was cold, she was also wrapped in wool and hugged the stove. Huddled in the carriage, so it didn't feel too much.

But in this barracks, the chill is drilling into the bones.

"Where's your stove?" Long Zhaohua remembered that she always had a stove in her hand.

"Isn't it to be ridiculed and squeamish in a place like this, with a stove in your arms?" When Lin Yunran came out of the inn, he deliberately left the stove behind.

"You're a big lady, even if you're squeamish, what's the point?" Long Zhaohua didn't expect that she didn't hold the stove, but she didn't want to be looked down upon.

He asked Feng Blade to fetch the stove, and in a blink of an eye, Lin Yunran was gone.

He searched several tents before he found her.

She was stitching up the wound of one of the wounded soldiers, and the hideous wound reached her hand, and it was quickly sewn up.

Then she smeared the medicine and bandaged it, and it was done in one go.

"The wound will heal in five days, and then I'll remove the stitches for you." After Lin Yunran finished speaking, he smiled at the soldiers.

The soldier's pale face flushed, and he hung his head in embarrassment.

Lin Yunran took the tools and walked to the wounded man next to him.

"You...... Don't come here, my wound is going to heal, don't touch me! "The wounded man is not very old, his face is very immature, he should only be fourteen or fifteen years old.

"How did you get in? At your age, you don't think you're supposed to be here. Lin Yunran saw the blood stains on his sleeve, the color was very fresh, so his wound was not healed at all.

But she didn't want to do it rashly, if he moved, it wouldn't do his wound any good.

"I'm seventeen." The boy looked at her and said unconvinced.

"It doesn't look like it at all, if you're seventeen, how can you be afraid of pain?" Lin Yunran deliberately provoked him.

The boy gritted his teeth, his eyes glistening with tears, "I...... I'm not afraid of pain! ”

"If you're not afraid of pain, why don't you let me heal you? If you drag on like this, your hands will ...... There's a good chance it's going to be scrapped. "If the agitation method is used, it should be intimidation.

Sure enough, when the young man heard that his hand might be wasted, tears were about to come out, "You...... Are you telling the truth? ”

"Think about it, if your wound is not treated, it will fester, and if it does, all of your arms will rot together. At that time, even the gods couldn't save you. Even if Murong Yan came over, there was no way. Seeing that he was afraid, Lin Yunran couldn't help but have a little bad taste in his heart, poked the young man's arm with his finger, and snorted twice.

The young man's face became paler and paler, but it didn't seem to be because she said that her hand would be abolished, but because she said Murong Yan.

With a sad face, he kept repeating the phrase: "Don't! Don't want her! Don't want her to cure me, it hurts! ”

Lin Yunran frowned, the reason why he resisted so much was because his wound was Murong Yan before

Dealt with?

From this point of view, Murong Yan's method of dealing with wounds is really bad, and it makes people have psychological shadows.

"Then you don't want her, can I come? I promise I'll be gentle, you don't have to be afraid. Lin Yunran coaxed him and lifted his sleeves little by little.

She couldn't believe it at all, it was a wound that had been treated, as it was already showing signs of festering.

"Murong Yan really treated your injuries?" Lin Yunran had a new understanding of Murong Yandi's medical skills.

"Hmm." The boy nodded timidly, "Then I fainted in pain, and she didn't care about me anymore." ”

What is the rationale for this? Since he was afraid of pain, wouldn't it be just right to treat the wound after fainting?

Murong Yan just ignored him when the wound was the easiest to treat?

Probably because he shouted before, making everyone think that Murong Yan couldn't even heal a wound, so he simply knocked him out and didn't care about him anymore.

It's really vicious.

"I thought that healers had a benevolent heart. Not really, it seems. Lin Yunran took the knife, and after burning it on the candle, he gently picked out the rotten flesh from the young man's wound.

The boy closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at it.

He thought it would hurt, but it was much lighter than what he had endured before.

Just as he wondered if this was just the beginning, he felt a chill from the wound, as if something had been smeared.

Then there was gauze wrapped up layer by layer, he slowly opened his eyes, and happened to hear Lin Yunran say, "Okay."

"Okay?" He stared at the wound that had been bandaged in disbelief.

"But once it's a small injury, it naturally doesn't need to spend too much effort. In two days you'll be alive and kicking. Lin Yunran rubbed his head and pinched his face, "Then you can go back." ”

"Go back?" The boy pouted, "I don't want to go back." If I'm gone, there won't be any money left to save my sister. ”

"So you came here to ask for silver?" Lin Yunran looked at his pale and stubborn face, a little distressed, "I gave you the silver, will you be able to leave?" ”

She kept her voice down, not wanting those around her to hear her.

Before the young man could react, Lin Yunran had already stuffed two ingots of silver into his hand.

"This is not where you should be." Lin Yunran left this sentence, didn't look at him again, and walked to the side.

It took her two hours to deal with the wounded in this camp.

During this period, he also made up medicine and gauze several times for the wind blade.

By the time she came out of the tent, it was already dark.

Her clothes were stained with dust and blood, but she didn't care at all, just looked at the mountains not far away.

"Treating wounds is really your forte." How long she stayed inside, Long Zhaohua watched outside.

She seems to have endless patience and meticulousness, and at the same time, she is also domineering, no matter how difficult the person in front of her is, as long as she says: "I am saving your life."

The other party will no longer have any complaints.

"If you want to survive, but you're not that powerful, that's a necessary skill." Lin Yunran found a place of living water that had not yet been frozen, washed his hands, and then looked at the young man who was still in a daze in the camp tent, "I have to go and talk to Ling Tianmo and let him go." ”

If you don't leave after taking the money, you must be afraid that you will be treated as a deserter.

He was Ling Tianmo's subordinate, and if he wanted him to leave, he had to go and talk to Ling Tianmo.

Long Zhaohua saw her action of stuffing something into the young man's hand, but he didn't expect her to stuff it with silver.

"You want to intercede with Ling Tianmo for someone you don't know?"

(End of chapter)