Yang Quan, who was sitting on the stool in a daze, suddenly heard an imperceptible knock on the door of this house, could it be that Zimo was back again? Yang Quan thought of this, and secretly smiled bitterly, since he had already scared everyone away, with Zimo's temperament, I am afraid that when the mood will not calm down, I am afraid that he will not come back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Quan shook his head, what did he want to do so much? He got up from the stool, and walked toward the bed, but after a few steps, he looked back at the door, sighed, turned back, took a few steps to the door, and pulled it open.

With a creak, the sound of the heavy wooden door turning and rubbing, came out in this night, and the cool breeze from the pavement made the heat of the day suddenly swept away, Yang Quan took a deep breath, and suddenly a faint fragrance, mixed with the smell of blood, Yang Quan was startled, and hurriedly looked at it, only to see a vague figure lying on the ground at the door. Looking at the appearance of that person, it is clear that it is Qi Zimo who has just left for a while!

Yang Quan looked around, no one came, and hurriedly stopped and carried Qi Zimo on the ground into the bed in the house. When he closed the door and leaned against the dim oil lamp on the table, he saw that Qi Zimo's brows were furrowed at this moment, his face was extremely pale, and there was even a faint layer of black floating on his cheeks.

The smell of blood became bigger and bigger, but the dim light couldn't be seen clearly at all, Yang Quan had to come to the bed with an oil lamp, and then found that Qi Zimo's shoulder oozed a faint bloodstain.

"Zimo, Zimo" Yang Quan shook Qi Zimo, but at this moment, Qi Zimo was obviously in a coma, and there was no response at all, Yang Quan was in a hurry, hung the oil lamp on the hole in the wall, trembled his hands, and lifted the clothes on Qi Zimo's shoulders.

Under the dim light, with Yang Quan's movements, Qi Zimo's delicate collarbones, soft shoulders, and white skin were revealed, under this light, there was a faint light, and even the green belly pocket cloth strips were exposed.

And at this time, the wound on Qi Zimo's shoulder made the distracting thoughts in Yang Quan's heart disappear, because in the middle of the originally round shoulder, there was a slender wound, and the wound was already swollen at this moment, with a faint black color on it, and blood mixed with transparent liquid, slowly flowing out of this wound.

"Ah, what about this wound?" Yang Quan was a little at a loss, but seeing that the skin of the wound had turned black, and there was even a tendency to spread along the wound to the surroundings, if it continued like this, Zimo was afraid that he would really be poisonous, and his life would not be saved.

But now if Yang Quan goes to find Lang Zhong, I'm afraid Zimo will die if he can't wait for Lang Zhong to come. Yang Quan gritted his teeth, like this, then the dead horse is regarded as a live horse doctor, he helped Qi Zimo to sit up, opened his mouth and sucked the wound, a thick pungent blood, was sucked into his mouth, Yang Quan hurriedly spit into the spittoon on the side, a few mouthfuls, until the blood sucked out returned to bright red, Yang Quan stopped, but at this moment his whole mouth became numb.

Yang Quan breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly picked up the water on the table, rinsed his mouth, and turned his head, but saw Qi Zimo on the bed, closed his eyes in a little panic, Yang Quan was stunned, "Uh, she has woken up?" ”

As Yang Quan thought, Qi Zimo had woken up, but what she saw when she opened her eyes was that Yang Quan was taking drugs on her shoulder to heal her injuries, at this time, Qi Zimo really wanted that she hadn't woken up, so that she didn't have to face this embarrassing situation, but looking at Yang Quan's anxious but concerned appearance, Qi Zimo's heart was filled with a strange feeling, this feeling is so familiar, at the beginning, on the city wall of Shunde Mansion, when Yang Quan pulled himself into his arms, didn't he also have this feeling? It's a good feeling to be cared for.

Yang Quan looked at Qi Zimo, whose eyes were tightly closed, but his eyelashes were still trembling slightly, but he couldn't cry or laugh, he sat down next to Qi Zimo, opened his mouth to say something, but felt that his whole mouth was wooden, "Fine (Zimo), how did you rust (how did you get hurt)?" ”

Qi Zimo, who closed his eyes tightly, heard Yang Quan's indistinct voice, opened his eyes, and couldn't help laughing, just for a while, Yang Quan's mouth was already swollen, and it looked very funny.

"What are you laughing at? Still simple to get on top of? (Didn't you get it yet)? Yang Quan was a little annoyed and angry.

Qi Zimo forced a smile: "Where is the cloth bag I left with you?" There's an antidote there, just take one and take one in it. ”

"Oh," Yang Quan stood up and leaned over to rummage on the inside of the bed, but at this time, what made Qi Zimo a little embarrassed was that because Yang Quan leaned down, almost pounced on her, her face couldn't help but turn red again.

When Yang Quan stood up again, there was already an extra cloth bag in her hand, which was clearly the one she had left here. Qi Zimo endured his shame, opened the cloth bag, took out a porcelain bottle from inside, and poured out a pale yellow but crystal clear pill.

"Oh, this pill is in your mouth, one pill will reduce swelling, and tomorrow morning you will have one pill, and the poison gas will be self-dissolved."

Yang Quan hurriedly took the pill under his tongue, and a cool breath followed his tongue all over his body. It didn't take long for Yang Quan to feel that his tongue was not so woody. He glanced at Qi Zimo's shoulder and asked, "What about your wound?" ”

Qi Zimo seemed to think of what happened to Fang Cai, his cheeks were slightly red, and he also poured out a grain from this porcelain bottle, put it in his mouth, and said lightly, "The poison of this wound is practical, and the medicine in this cloth bag is pasted on, but there is no need to do it now, because you have already sucked it up just now, but this poisonous gas has entered the meridians, and the ordinary pills are useless, so you can only wait for dawn, I will prescribe a few prescriptions, you go to the pharmacy in the city to grab a few doses of medicine, and slowly recuperate." ”

After speaking, she hesitated, "You can bandage it for me in a while, I can't do it myself" When Qi Zimo finally finished speaking, her face became even redder

Yang Quan glanced at Qi Zimo, Qi Zimo at this time, where is there still the heroic and resolute chivalrous woman who used to be, her head is about to be buried in her chest, looking at her appearance, Yang Quan also blushed, just now he dared to boldly take drugs for Qi Zimo, that is because Qi Zimo was still in a coma at that time, but now in front of the sober Qi Zimo, he Yang Quan really does not have the courage.

"Isn't it just a bandage? We are upright, what is there to be afraid of? Yang Quan secretly cheered himself up, trembling, and covered the white cloth in his hand on Qi Zimo's shoulder, the tentacles were warm, Yang Quan and Qi Zimo both bodies trembled slightly, where did Yang Quan dare to think more and see more, and hurriedly bandaged the wound.

Yang Quan nodded and looked at the sky, but it was still early before dawn. )