The girl is not in a hurry, and her calm appearance has a strong power to calm people's hearts.

It seems that no matter how serious the injury is, it can be cured.

Zhao Yong's consciousness gradually cleared, but he didn't dare to move, and the arrow wound in his heart was a little cold, so cold that his lungs were cold.

Xu is powerful, but Gu Juexi said that he didn't move, so he didn't dare to move.

"You go and ask the military doctor to come, there are some herbs, I can't tell you clearly." She said, carefully wiping off the first layer of paste with the special disinfectant water made by Feng Wei Pavilion, and then applying the second layer.

Bai Cunqing nodded, put aside the gauze stained with dark blood, and ran out again.

"Gu Juexi, why do you want to save me?" Zhao Yong stood on the top of the camp tent and felt a little weird, but he couldn't say what was weird.

"Because Bai Cunqing, that fool, threw you directly to me." Gu Juexi replied, slightly hooking the corners of his lips, and smiling without smiling.

"How can he believe you like that?" Only then did Zhao Yong understand what was strange - this was not his camp at all, nor was it a doctor's camp.

"Maybe because I saved him." Gu Juexi said, rinsed the porcelain knife, and turned around to configure a new wound medicine, "Your injury is a little tricky, although the military doctor can also deal with it, but you may be infected tonight, and you can't resist the high fever." ”

The old doctor has a lot of experience, but he is limited to saving lives, and he may be able to save his life, but in the future, he will also lose his combat ability, and even leave the root of the disease for a long time.

"I feel better and can even get back on the field." Zhao Yong showed a pale smile.

The girl was very thin, with a petite skeleton, and even if she was wearing armor before, she looked a little thin. But she seems to have a tenacious and stable strength, just standing there, there is a sense of longevity and stability.

"Back to your size." Gu Juexi smashed the dried herb leaves, turned his head and scolded, "You'd better get acquainted, after all, it hurts your lungs, it's not a joke, with all due respect, if you can't be in charge, according to An Han's character, you will definitely drive ducks to the shelves and force me to come forward." ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Yong coldly heard the name and surname of the lord of the country, and thought that he was dreaming.

How could it be...... So presumptuous?

"What are you surprised, Bai Cunqing is a stupid, another thin scholar, who else but me?" Gu Juexi smiled, "You don't have to be surprised, I am related to the Lord of Lingyuan Country, and I went to Dongxue first, everything is just a transaction, and no one is inferior to anyone." ”

She said, trying to keep Zhao Yong awake as much as possible.

Sober, everything will go a lot better.

Fang Cai's anesthetic was a bit too much, and he was able to wake up so quickly, and his physique was really different from ordinary people.

"If that's the case, it's going to be a deal we don't know." Zhao Yong said, his face was slightly red, "I...... There is a difference between men and women, do you want to ......"

"There is no difference between men and women in the eyes of doctors, only life and death." Gu Juexi chuckled lightly and directly covered the next layer of medicinal paste, "First snow!" ”

"What?" Zhao Yong was stunned, this girl seemed to be a little chattering, not normal.

"I didn't call you."

She laughed, and the long sword was unsheathed, and the camp tent was suddenly cold.

"Is the wound cooler?"

Zhao Yong nodded, but he didn't have the cold and bone-chilling feeling of Fang Cai - the long sword flying in the air kept spewing cold air outward, like ice and frost.

It seems to be called "First Snow".

This kind of sword with spirituality is an heirloom artifact, and the identity of this girl is not simple.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

She frowned slightly and looked out the door.