"Childe, at this time, everyone is resting, and seven or eight people have been sent out to look for it, wait a while, the doctor should be here soon." The little guy was also very anxious on the side, Lan Xin was in the City Lord's Mansion, and he got along very well with them, and they didn't expect it, but they didn't see it for a day, the lively and cheerful Lan Xin was full of injuries, which made people can't bear to look at it directly.

"Send a few more people out to find it! Come on! "Although Xie Zifeng understands pharmacology, after all, he uses poison to treat diseases and save people, so it's okay to be an ordinary person, but at this moment he is the person he cares about the most, how could he joke with his life!

"It's coming! The doctor is here! At this moment, a small servant ran in with an elderly doctor in his arms, panting.

Xie Zifeng hurriedly stood up: "Come and see!" ”

This doctor has white hair and beard, and he has been rushing all the way, and he is already so tired that he can't breathe, and he is still out of breath when he sits down, where is the energy to take the pulse.

This made Xie Zifeng anxious: "What are you still grinding about!" Don't you know that human life matters? ”

The doctor also felt very aggrieved: "The old man is more than seventy years old, and he has come all the way, and half of his life has been put in, even if he wants to save people, then he has to save my own life first!" ”

As soon as Xie Zifeng heard the anger, he came up, and the little guy realized that the atmosphere was wrong, so he hurriedly stood in the middle, separated Xie Zifeng from the doctor, and whispered: "The girl's illness is important!" ”

The doctor looked at several people in the room, and his face also showed a trace of unhappiness: "The old man needs to be quiet when he sees a doctor, there is no one to do, please go out immediately!" ”

"You ......" Xie Zifeng couldn't help but want to rush over and slap the doctor when he heard this, but in the end, he was dragged out by the little guy.

Waiting anxiously at the door, every minute and second is like a century, making people feel tormented, Xie Zifeng opened the door for a while, wanting to look inside through the crack in the door, but he couldn't see anything, in the eyes of outsiders, it was very funny.

Just when Xie Zifeng felt that ten centuries had passed, and the door of the house finally opened, Xie Zifeng immediately rushed in, almost knocking the doctor on his head.

The doctor finally held on to the table to stabilize his body, and his beard was so angry that his beard turned up: "My old life is almost in your hands!" ”

Xie Zifeng directly ignored his words: "How is she?" Is it serious? ”

The doctor glared at him angrily, knowing that he couldn't figure it out with him, so he sighed and said, "It's just that I'm angry, I've fainted temporarily, and there are some skin injuries, I'll prescribe a prescription and eat a few pairs and you'll be fine." ”

Xie Zifeng's hanging heart finally fell into his stomach, and he quickly ordered the little guy to follow the doctor to get medicine.

Xie Zifeng was about to go over to visit Lan Xin, when a little guy ran over in a panic and whispered a word in Xie Zifeng's ear, Xie Zifeng frowned.

"Take me there."

When I came to the gate, I saw a stretcher at the gate, and there was a person lying on the stretcher, covered with a white cloth.

"City Lord Xie, this person was ordered by the prince to be sent by us, and the person has been delivered, farewell." After the two finished speaking, they left in a hurry.

The little guy hurriedly went over and opened the white cloth, it turned out to be a man in a military uniform, Xie Zifeng took a closer look, felt a little familiar, and tried to remember where he had seen him, but he never remembered it.

"Childe, what should you do with this person?" The little guy asked.

"Buy a coffin and bury it properly." Xie Zifeng said.

Mo Yan also returned to the palace without making any stops, Ye Han hurried behind him, and finally came back one after the other.

As soon as Mo Yan walked into the room, his legs suddenly became weak, and the whole person fell to the ground without warning, Ye Han was startled, and hurried over, and found that Mo Yan had passed out, and the wound on his chest was still bubbling blood, Ye Han frowned.

"Are you crazy? I still feel like I have too much blood! The wound was so deep that he dared to ride back! Ye Han quickly helped Mo Yan over.

After closing the door tightly, he quickly found scissors gauze powder, and carefully used scissors to cut open the clothes on his chest that had already been soaked in blood, and on the snow-white skin, a wound of unknown depth appeared, and the blood around the wound was still steaming.

Ye Han couldn't bear to look at it, so he quickly used a towel to wipe the blood around him, put on the medicine powder to stop bleeding, and carefully bandaged him, after finishing these, Ye Han felt that his hands were trembling, looking at his pale face, Ye Han didn't know how he had persevered until now, if he was holding on, Ye Han dared to guarantee that Mo Yan would definitely die of excessive blood loss.

"When we meet, we face each other, why is that?" Ye Han still hasn't figured out what happened.

"Heart...... Xin'er ......" Suddenly, Mo Yan twisted his head uneasily, and kept calling out Lan Xin's name in his mouth.

Ye Han said angrily: "Heart! Heart! People don't have you in their hearts! Have you forgotten that she wants to return to the bridge with you? What are you still infatuated with here? Stop shouting, get a good night's sleep, and everything will be fine when you wake up. ”

That knows, Mo Yan seems to be enchanted, and he still keeps shouting Lan Xin's name, Ye Han was speechless, and reached out to touch his forehead: "Don't shout anymore, you can't hear it, your brain must be bad......"

Before he finished speaking, his hand seemed to be electrocuted, and he immediately took it away, and his face suddenly became heavy: "Why is it so hot!" ”

Those of them who drink blood on the tip of the knife know this truth deeply, with trauma and fever, they can kill a person at any time!

Ye Han suddenly felt that the matter was serious, so he hurriedly walked to the door and shouted outside: "No regrets, come in!" ”

No regrets have been hiding in the dark, and when he heard someone shouting at him, he immediately appeared: "I'll give you a prescription, you hurry up and grab some medicine and come back!" ”

Seeing that Ye Han's face was solemn, he knew the seriousness of the matter without regrets, and after listening to Ye Han's story, he immediately went to grab the medicine.

This night, no matter who it is, is extremely long, the morning sun, although it looks very dazzling, but it did not blow away the coldness in people's hearts, in the aches and pain, Lan Xin finally woke up, and the first thing when he opened his eyes was to struggle to get out of bed, but Xie Zifeng was frightened and pressed him back.

"Tell me something! You're still very weak, lie down here, and you can't go anywhere! ”

Lan Xin seemed to recognize it, just about to get out of bed, Xie Zifeng was really a little angry: "Lan Xin! Can you be honest! Even if you don't think about yourself, think about these people who have been afraid of you, can we feel good when we look at your body like this? ”

Hearing this, Lan Xin seemed to have suddenly been drained of all the strength in his body, and finally stopped struggling, but a line of tears gradually flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Xie Zifeng panicked suddenly: "Xin'er, don't cry, I didn't mean to talk about you, I was afraid that the wounds on your body would open." ”

Lan Xin didn't stop, but cried bitterly, like a child who had been robbed of candy, crying very loudly and very sadly.

Xie Zifeng was a little at a loss, he could make trouble, it was this woman's tears, so he had no choice at all, and he was in a hurry.

"Xin'er, what's wrong with you? If it's because of Xiao Ming, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you, how he hurt you, I will definitely double it for you! ”

Lan Xin was still crying, Xie Zifeng had no choice but to disarm and surrender: "Xin'er, you have something to say, how can you not cry?" If you say it, I'll do it for you! ”

Maybe it was because she was tired of crying, or maybe all the grievances in her heart had been dried up through tears, Lan Xin finally stopped crying, and slowly turned her head to look at Xie Zifeng: "Why do people who are good to me not have to die well?" Why did he kill him? Am I not worthy of being treated well by others? Am I not worthy to live? ”

How do you answer this? Xie Zifeng was a little stunned.

"I'd like to ask you for a favor." Lan Xin suddenly said very seriously.

"You say, I'll do it for you." As long as Lan Xin doesn't cry, everything else is easy to say.

"Last night, the little soldier in front of the cage, you help me bring him back." Lan Xin still has no way to forget those sincere eyes, he could have spent his life in the barracks unharmed, if it weren't for me, he wouldn't have died tragically in the wilderness, is he really a broom star? Does it bring bad luck everywhere?

Xie Zifeng suddenly had a bright light flashing in his mind, remembering the man lying on the stretcher at the door last night, he felt familiar at the time, and now he finally remembered that it was a soldier who died on the edge of the cage.

"That little soldier, I had someone buy a coffin to bury him last night."

Lan Xin said softly, "Thank you." Then he slowly closed his eyes and turned his head inward, unwilling to say another word.

Xie Zifeng retreated very familiarly.

Wangfu, Liu Xia came to the Moyan courtyard early in the morning, served the soup he boiled, and was about to ask his subordinates to knock on the door, but was stopped by Wu regrets.

"The prince is still resting, if the princess has nothing important, please go back."

Liuxia glanced into the courtyard, and his face did not show any displeasure.

"Since the prince is resting, then I won't bother, this is the soup I made for the prince, after the prince wakes up, give the prince a drink." Liuxia spoke very politely, without a bit of a princess's shelf, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like an amiable person.

I didn't regret seeing the bowl of soup, let alone taking it, so I directly refused: "If the prince wants to drink soup, he will naturally order the kitchen to make it, and the princess should take it back and keep it for herself." ”

Liu Xia's face showed a hint of discomfort, but he still covered up the past, revealing that trademark smile: "That's fine, it's better for the prince to drink fresh." ”