Su San leaned against the wall, breathing slowly, and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the thin and tall man in black bending over with his legs between his legs, hunched over like a shrimp, he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, man, it is...

But then, she smiled bitterly again, hesitating whether to pull out the long sword on her shoulder, if she pulled it out, she wouldn't be able to point the acupoint, I'm afraid she would faint and fall to the ground first.

If she doesn't pull it out, this is always a reminder that her wound hurts.

Of course, the most important thing is that she can't bear to do it to herself.

"You're ruthless..."

The man in black who was bent over raised his head and looked at Su San with bloodthirsty eyes, and the hatred in him was not concealed at all.

Su San wanted to step forward and give the man in black another sword, but she didn't dare to guarantee whether the man in black still had the ability to fight back.

So she didn't dare to do it for a long time.

The black-clothed people who surrounded Qian Zhao also saw the tragic situation here, and some wanted to quit the battle circle to help, but they were all left behind by Qian Zhao.

And Qian Zhao was very scheming, from time to time he drew the attention of the four black-clothed men in the direction of Su San, and attacked each other fiercely while they were distracted.

In an instant, two men in black were killed.

Seeing this, the tall thin man in black who was bent over hurriedly whistled: "Withdraw." ”

The men in black shot out a hidden weapon one after another, and while Qian Zhao and Qian Feng were resisting, they withdrew from the battle circle.

Two men in black ran up to the tall and thin man in black who was bent over, and quickly left South Street with them.

In just a moment, they disappeared without a trace, as when they came, they did not see where they came, they did not see them go...

Su San finally relaxed, let out a long exhale, and sat down on the ground.

Qian Zhao first walked up to Qian Feng and looked at him with concern: "Master, your body?" ”

Qian Feng took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and coughed lightly, waving his hand slightly: "It's okay." ”

Su San leaned sideways, leaned against the wall, and said in a trembling voice: "Qian Zhao... Your grandfather doesn't seem to be doing anything now, so why don't you come and see me first! ”

Qian Feng looked at her, pulled the corners of his mouth shamelessly, and laughed.

The laughter was loud, and there was another violent cough.

Qian Zhao gently patted him on the back and gave him relief.

Qian Feng stopped coughing, stroked his hand, and walked towards Su San.

Su San smiled at him, but he pulled the long sword on his shoulder, and instantly gasped.

said jokingly: "Master, should you give me a monthly increase, I was either robbed or stabbed when I took up my post, isn't my luck too good." ”

Qian Feng glanced at the long sword on her shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "I haven't said that you have brought me bad luck." ”

Su San twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at Qian Zhao with an ugly face: "Big brother, pull out the sword for me first, stop the bleeding, it's about to die." ”

Qian Zhao squatted down and pressed the vicinity of the long sword, which was already a little swollen, and wrapped the long sword tightly in it.

Su San gasped, turned his head and looked at Qian Zhao with teary eyes, with a small cry: "Big brother's hand is light, it hurts." ”

Qian Zhao's expression was originally very dignified, but seeing Su San's expression, he couldn't help laughing.

But he still told her the truth: "It's already swollen, and the long sword is tightly clamped inside, if you pull it out like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it." ”

Su San pulled up the corner of his clothes and bit it in his mouth, pretending to be strong and looking at him: "Hmm." ”

Qian Zhao held the long sword with a solemn face, and Su San immediately closed his eyes.

"Snort"

Qian Zhao quickly pulled out the long sword, and quickly clicked on several major acupuncture points around Su San.

Just as he was about to reach out to take the medicine bottle in his arms, Qian Feng had already delivered the medicine bottle to his eyes.

Qian Zhao took it and sprinkled it on Su San's shoulder.

"Alright."

Su San stood up, looked at Qian Feng with bared teeth, and then looked at the Qiao family's compound not far away: "Are you still going?" ”

Qian Feng glanced at her, sighed lightly, and shook his head slightly.

Su San didn't ask, and stood up with the help of Qian Zhao.

The three of them briefly checked the corpses of the men in black that had been left behind, and everyone's faces were the same as the faces of the tall and thin men in black that Su San had seen, with pale skin, and only the eyelids were normal skin tones.

...

The three of them returned to the yamen and met Chen Yanzuo with a solemn face at the door.

He was obviously a little surprised to see the three people who were slightly embarrassed, but he still didn't say much.

Qian Feng nodded slightly at him and walked straight into the yamen.

In the hall, several people sat down one after another, Qian Feng sat in the first place, and Qian Cai sat next to him, stretching out his hand to check his pulse.

As time passed, his expression became more and more solemn.

He glanced at Chen Yanzuo, stretched out his hand and pulled open Qian Feng's shirt, and looked at the red palm print on it with a frown: "Master"

Qian Feng stretched out his hand to block the hand he wanted to touch, and unhurriedly pulled the placket of his clothes.

His eyes swept over everyone: "Don't spread today's events, so as not to cause unnecessary panic." ”

In the end, he looked at Chen Yanzuo emphatically, and his majesty was fully revealed: "Especially Chen County's order." ”

Chen Yanzuo bowed his head slightly with a delicate face: "Don't worry." ”

Qian Feng glanced at Su San again and looked at Qian Cai: "Go and show her." ”

Everyone's eyes followed Qian Feng to Su San.

Qian Cai saw the wound on Su San's shoulder at a glance, and the clothes were attached to it, and now the clothes were stuck to the wound because the bleeding had stopped.

Qian Cai walked up to Su San, pressed it near the wound on her shoulder, and reached out to press Su San's pulse.

"Miss Su..."

Qian Cai looked at the compartment in the hall and walked in first, Su San knew his intentions and followed closely.

When she saw it just now, Qian Cai's expression was very serious.

"Miss Su, although your wound stopped bleeding in time, it was not cleaned properly, and now it is inflamed and infected."

Su San is a life-sparing person, hearing him say this, he felt more pain in his shoulder, tugged at his eyebrows, and looked at Qian Cai in a panic: "Then give me anti-inflammatory now!" ”

Qian Cai smiled dumbly: "Miss Su is so happy." ”

Su San: "..."

Qian Qian didn't talk nonsense, first took out a pack of silver needles from his sleeve and pierced them on several acupuncture points around Su San's shoulder.

He got up again and walked out of the cubicle, but after a while he walked in with a woman, and behind him was a messenger carrying water.

Yacha is a sensible person, and he doesn't look around when he enters the house, and he retreats after putting down the water.

"Miss Su, let Xiao Yan clean your wounds."

Qian Cai took the silver needle from Su San's shoulder, took a medicine bottle from his arms, and poured the liquid inside into the basin.

"Call me."

The money was explained and went out.

Su San looked at the maid named Xiao Yan, who should be about the same age as her.

A girl with thick eyebrows and big eyes who looks quite standard, combs two cute little buns, and looks very cute.

She stood there with her head bowed and rubbed the corners of her clothes a little crampedly: "Girl... This..."

Su San deliberately scared her with some amusement: "Don't stand, come here, if it's too late, the wound is serious, see if I don't kill you." ”

The little girl was really frightened, froze in place, staring at Su San with wet eyes, a strong appearance trying to hold back tears.

Su San sighed helplessly, the little girl looked quite smart, but she seemed to be too timid.

Very helplessly, he pulled the clothes on his shoulders: "Dear, take off the clothes on my shoulders first!" ”

Xiao Yan is very quiet, although he is a little timid, but he is quite attentive in doing things.

Su San didn't feel pain during the whole process, and he was very satisfied with Xiao Yan in his heart.

After a while, the wound had been cleaned, but the flesh on it was not very good.

Xiao Yan put on a clean dress for her, and exposed the position of her shoulders again.

Looking at the wound on Su San's shoulder, he stopped talking a little: "Girl, the color of your wound doesn't seem to be right..."