Chapter 9 Healing Injuries (2)

As soon as she entered the door, Yan Xiaoyi saw Rong Xiu bowing his head and untying the belt tied around his waist to stop bleeding.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaowei immediately walked over quickly, took over the work in his hands, and with a slight movement of her slender fingers, the dead knot that Rong Xiu had been figuring for a long time was easily untied by her.

"How are you feeling right now?"

Rong Xiu saw her squatting on the ground, lowered his eyes and rinsed the grass on his hands with water, frowned and thought carefully: "It's okay, it's just that the limbs are a little weak, and then the wound hurts." ”

Yan Xiaowei nodded and handed him the half-branch lotus, "Well, this is to stop bleeding and sterilize, you chew it with your teeth and put it on the wound." Now everyone is asleep at this time, and I can't find the right herbs, but fortunately, your injury is not serious, so you should respond to the emergency first, and let the temple find a doctor to help you see it early tomorrow morning, prescribe a prescription for detoxification and diuretic, and drink more brown sugar to replenish the blood. ”

Rong Xiu looked at the grass she was pinching in her hand, and turned her head in disgust, "I don't want it, what is this, I'm not a beast, why do you eat grass." ”

Yan Xiaowen could only put it in her mouth, and after a few bites, the bitter taste passed out from the tip of her tongue, mixed with a faint fragrance.

She applied the crumbs to his wound little by little, took out her own handkerchief and covered it, and then re-secured it with her belt. The mouth instructed: "Be careful when you sleep at night, don't touch the injury." ”

The bangzi outside happened to ring three times, and if I stayed any longer, I was afraid that it would be dawn, and it was a little inappropriate for lonely men and widows to stay together.

But at this moment, there was still a masked man in the house, and he was injured again, Yan Xiaowei was a little relieved, and stretched out her finger and pointed to the three people on the ground, "What are you going to do with these people?" Do you want to call someone from the temple to come over? ”

Rong Xiu raised his eyebrows, and his tone was very disdainful: "Just these hairy thieves still want to deal with me?" Don't worry, someone will take over in a moment! ”

Listen to what he means, and someone will come in a moment. She was completely relieved, and raised her hand to stroke her slightly loose sideburns, "Since that's the case, then I'll take my leave." ”

Rong Xiu frowned, opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it. stunned to see her delicate back go out.

All that was left in the air was the faint fragrance of her body.

was in a trance, and a man in green clothes suddenly fell from the beam of the room, standing on the side of the bed with his hands respectfully lowered: "Childe, don't look at it anymore, your eyes will fall off if you look at it again." ”

On the second day, after eating fast, Liu donated incense money in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and knelt on the ground to chant to the Buddha, and then took a few people to continue on the road.

Because I went to the wrong meditation room last night, when I returned to my room, the time had already passed the third watch. Yan Xiaowei was afraid of disturbing the Liu family and the jacaranda in the opposite house, so she washed up briefly in the dark, and fell asleep directly on the bed with her clothes.

As a result, when I woke up this morning, I was sleepy-eyed, I didn't have any energy at all, and the clothes on my body were even more wrinkled.

Turning her neck slightly, it hurt even more, she looked at the bronze mirror, and found that the root of her neck had left a circle of deep red marks, with a faint blue and purple.

You can imagine how hard the masked man used to strangle his neck last night.

Because the location was too obvious, Yan Xiaowei was afraid that Liu's question would be troublesome, so she deliberately found a shirt with a stand-up collar and put it outside. Fortunately, in the morning, the mountains were foggy, cold and damp, and even Liu found a thin shirt to wear, so her clothes did not look strange.

When passing by the meditation room, Yan Xiaowei deliberately glanced at Rong Xiu's room. The doors and windows were closed, there was no sound inside, and the owner seemed to be still sleeping. The whole temple is also extremely quiet, as if it is an ordinary day.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a small hole in the window paper of the meditation room, she almost thought that yesterday's encounter was actually just a dream.

I originally wanted to ask about Rong Xiu's injury, but after thinking about it, judging from the emergency treatment yesterday, it should be no big problem. Besides, if there was anything going on with Rong Xiu, it was estimated that there would have been news in this temple a long time ago.

The two of them met in Pingshui, and they didn't have much friendship, but the mother-in-law and mother were awkward, thinking so, they gave up the idea of asking.

The carriage left the temple and soon went up the official road. Due to the flat and wide official road, the speed of the car has increased significantly. In the blink of an eye, the sunset was approaching, and the city gate was seen in the distance. Unexpectedly, the distance between Jiuxi Village and the capital is only two days, but the gap is worlds apart.

As soon as you enter the city gate, there are bustling crowds of people outside the carriage one after another, there are many wine shops and shops on both sides of the road, and on the overpass facing the street, juggling troupes, talking artists, and small merchants and vendors who carry burdens to walk the streets and alleys, attracting tourists to come and go, and the world seems to be noisy all of a sudden.

The carriage avoided the noisy streets, turned into the side alleys and drove "squeak", and after a few turns, a few streets, and finally stopped in one place. Butterbur and Liangqiu respectively restrained Ma and whispered: "Madam, girl, I'm home." ”