290. You shouldn't have left at that time

It was already afternoon, and after a bowl of batter, although Nangong Jin didn't wake up, her breathing was much more stable, and even her pulse was strong.

Baxi was very excited, and kept whispering, "The young master is getting better, isn't he?" It's getting better......" Finally, Xiao Lian annoyed him and sent him to rest, but Baxi didn't leave, "The young master is going to get sick again, you won't get it." ā€

"Recognize the acupoint, I am more accurate than you, and my strength is greater than yours."

The two argued in a low voice until Yao Fangyu came in.

"Miss Yao, my young master is much better, really!" Baxi pulled her excitedly, afraid that she would leave again. Eyes rolled, "Miss Yao, you, can you, can you take care of the young master?" ā€

Before Yao Fangwei could speak, Baxi pulled Xiao Lian again, "Miss Yao is here, let's, let's go out first." ā€

"No!" Xiao Lian sternly refused.

Baxi was anxious, "We're outside, come in as soon as you have something, the young master knows that Miss Yao will be better faster." ā€

Xiao Lian looked at Yao Fangyu as if he was thinking of something, pursed his lips a little unwillingly, sighed and stood up, "Girl, it's troublesome, if the young master is uncomfortable, call us immediately." ā€

The two small ones went out quickly, and they didn't forget to close the door.

Yao Fangyu sat lightly on the edge of the bed, looked at his blood-stained collar, got up again, found their luggage in the room, and took out a shirt. Help him take off what he was wearing, with bandages wrapped around his body, like a big tie, covered with blood, but fortunately, it dried slowly, and the bleeding should have gradually stopped. However, what stands out is the red bag that hangs around the neck. However, now the bag is stained with blood, and the rope around the neck is worn out.

Yao Fangyu gently changed his clothes for him, hesitated for a long time, and finally carefully untied the bag. I looked at his pulse again, and he was calm as if he was asleep, and his face was not as gray as before.

Yao Fangyu took this bag and thought thoughtfully. I don't know how long it took, the door opened, Xiao Lian seemed a little uneasy, probe came in to take a look, thought about it and walked in. Yao Fangyu smiled.

Xiao Lian looked at Nangong Jin's pulse embarrassedly, and said in a low voice, "The young master is asleep." Afraid of waking him up, he walked up to Yao Fangyu and took out a small porcelain bottle, "This is the young master's medicine." If the young master is uncomfortable, he should trouble Miss Yao to feed the medicine first, and then remove the pillow and let him lie down. He pointed to a few acupuncture points, "Massage these places, if it doesn't work, it's called Baxi." ā€

Yao Fangyu took it, according to his previous attitude of caring so much about Nangong Jin, there seemed to be some problems with his words now, "What are you going to do?" ā€

Xiao Lian lowered his head, "Baxi stayed up for three days, and I let him go to sleep." I just went to the kitchen to see it, and the white flour is gone. I know that the young master has been hungry for too long, and I—I want to find something to eat. ā€

"There's nothing in the city, where are you going to find it?" Yao Fangyu asked.

"I—I want to get out of town. I know it's lockdown, but as long as I'm out of the city, there should be a way. Xiao Lian kept his head down and didn't have much confidence.

"Don't risk it!"

"No, I can do it."

When he said this, Yao Fangyu didn't believe it, so he simply gave him the task, "Don't be in a hurry to get out of the city." Let's go around the city to see how the army is locking down outside, and then come back and tell me. If you really want to get out of the city, let's figure it out together. Got it? ā€

Xiao Lian looked up at Yao Fangyu and didn't nod, he actually flattened his mouth, his eyes turned red, and he whispered, "If my sister is here, I won't listen to you." ā€

"Your sister?" Yao Fangyu suddenly thought of something, "Xiao ...... Warbler? "Tighten the bag in your hand.

"Let's find a way to get food for the young master now." Xiao Lian nodded, "Okay, I'll go to the city and come back in a while." ā€

After Xiao Lian left, Yao Fangyu stood in the room for a long time, looked at Nangong Jin again, and after making sure that he was okay for the time being, he quietly left the room.

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It was almost dusk, and there was a burst of fragrance wafting, as if two boys were grilling fish in his yard, Nangong Jin smiled and opened his eyes. It's dinner time, I'm really hungry, I want to go to Fuqinxuan, I have to let the two boys not eat too much.

Nangong Jin stared at the top of the bed in a daze, and in an instant, the fragrance of grilled fish was gone, this was not the room in his western courtyard. This is...... Tianchengwei, the light smile on Nangong Jin's face dissipated, and the feeling of powerlessness filled the whole body again. When I turned my head, there seemed to be no one in the room. There won't be no one, the warbler will definitely be there. Raise your hand with all your strength and touch the bag on your neck, this action is almost becoming a habit.

Suddenly, freeze. Gone? Gone! Nangong Jin sat up violently, his eyes were black from the pain of the wound, he couldn't care about it, he lifted the quilt, pillow, and bed sheet like crazy, and touched every corner of the bed, no!

"Oops!" Nangong Jin stepped off the bed in one step, but her legs seemed to be unable to bear the weight, and she fell to her knees. He simply couldn't get up, he lay on the ground to look for it, under the bed, under the table, under the chair, and under a small cabinet, no, no, no!

Where did it fall? On the city? Or on the battlefield outside the city? "Oops!" Nangong Jin stood up violently, almost fainted, held on to the door frame, slowed down, opened the door and rushed out.

"Ah Jin!" Yao Fangyu was startled when she saw Nangong Jin rushing out.

Nangong Jin ignored her at all, stumbled to the door, and tried her best to open the door. Yao Fangyu walked up quickly and grabbed him.

Nangong Jin didn't look at Yao Fangyu, didn't open the door, staggered back a few steps and pressed his chest hard, panting sharply, "Drop, drop ......." ā€

"No, Ah Jin, isn't this it?" Yao Fangyu was also anxious, and hurriedly handed over the bag he was holding.

Nangong Jin was stunned, this bag is not quite the same as the original, the original all-red, now half of it is light red with embroidery, and the other half is still the original all-red bag. It seemed that he saw the familiar red, and reached out to grab it directly. While retreating and turning around to avoid Yao Fangyu, he hurriedly opened the bag.

A bundle of black hair with a red headband. Didn't drop! Fortunately, the warbler is still there!

"The rope is about to break, so I braided it again," Seeing Nangong Jin turn his back to her, leaning against the wall and swaying slightly. "Shall I bring it for you?" Yao Fangyu stepped forward to take the bag, but Nangong Jin took a step forward, still with his back to her, deliberately avoiding it. Yao Fangyu looked at his back, sad in her heart, but didn't know what to say.

Nangong Jin seemed to be unable to stand, and slowly sat on the ground holding on to the wall, even if she leaned against the wall, the whole person was still shaky. Yao Fangyu hurriedly stepped forward to support him, although he always turned his head to avoid Yao Fangyu, Yao Fangyu still saw him in a cold sweat and endured something.

"Ah Jin, your chest is uncomfortable?" Yao Fangyu was very worried and reached out to see his pulse.

Nangong Jin didn't let her touch it, and said in a low voice: "It's called Baxi ......." Before he finished speaking, his expression became even more painful, and he couldn't hold back and closed his eyes, almost half leaning on Yao Fangyu's arms.

Yao Fangyu hurriedly poured out the medicine from the porcelain bottle and fed it, and then asked him to lie flat on the ground as Xiao Lian said, massaging several acupuncture points until the medicine dissolved. Yao Fangyu always carefully observed Nangong Jin's subtle expression, felt that it seemed to be better, stretched out his hand to check the pulse, and saw that his right hand was holding the bag tightly, and after a while, he said softly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left." ā€