Another group of soldiers and horses galloped over, and the Fengwei army, who was squatting on the ground and had their weapons confiscated, quietly looked up, and several men jumped off their horses, they were not soldiers, they were carrying medicine boxes, they were doctors......

Everybody gathered over there.

"Be careful."

"Lift it up to this side, and I'll pull out the arrow."

"Don't pull it out yet, wrap the wound first."

The noisy voice kept coming, it seemed to save thousands of troops, in fact, there were only two people over there, thinking of those two people, Feng Weijun who was squatting on the ground looked hateful and sad, these two people killed the general, killed the general, deceived the general and did not defend it, these thieves....

But the thief army seemed to be a little strange, his eyes quietly looked at this group of soldiers and horses, saying that it was the Zhenwu army, I don't know if it was true or not, but he killed all the Fan Yang troops, whether he surrendered or not, and for them, as long as they surrendered, they disarmed and drove them around, and did not kill again.

There were so many strange things tonight, strange court officials, strange rebels, strange reinforcements, and strange women in the reinforcements.

The strange woman was always on her horse, looking condescendingly at the circle that was surrounded.

"Is Han Xu dead?" She asked again.

Nakazato, who woke up from the severe pain of pulling out the arrow, heard this sentence and struggled: "Not yet...."

He reached out to grab the knife and get up, but was immediately held down: "Don't move, bring the medicine and wine, let him sleep." ”

Busy here, busy over there also gave a reply: "I don't know yet, I'm not dead yet, I'm going to pull out an arrow for Lord Han." ”

Condescending to the fire, the light of the fire was shining and seeing that there was blood splattering, Li Minglou was motionless on the horse, Fang Er was guarding her side, feeling strange, Miss Zhao Wang Shi rushed over as soon as possible, urging the injured, but for this Han Xu, Miss refused to go over, and only asked if he was dead, as if waiting for him to die....

It is probably because the identities of Han Xu and King Zhao are different, not to mention that Han Xu still has to go to Jiannan Dao, and he wants to control the people of Jiannan Dao.

The arrow was pulled, the wound medicine was wrapped, and the medicinal wine was poured in, Han Xu, who was lying on the ground, did not get up and asked who saved him, did not look at this woman who was mixed in the soldiers with curiosity, and did not happily express that he had heard of the name for a long time.....

"Okay, the bleeding has stopped."

The busy doctors looked serious and a little relaxed, and surrounded the motionless man with a dressing needle and a needle.

"Is Han Xu dead?" Li Minglou asked again, seemingly impatient.

The doctors glanced at each other, and one of them stood up: "Young lady, Lord Han was hit with two arrows in the chest and shoulder, and he lost too much blood and fell into a coma. ”

Li Minglou didn't seem to understand the description of the injury, looked at them and only asked the result: "Are you dead?" ”

The doctor said solemnly: "There is no need to worry about life for the time being. ”

Li Minglou shook his head resolutely: "How is it possible, he is going to die." ”

As if she wanted to see it for herself, she jumped off her horse and walked over to this side step by step, the doctors around her busy aside.

"Young lady, you see, the wound is here, here, and here." They said, "The bleeding has stopped." ”

The bright torch shone on the man lying on the ground, the middle-aged man's face was snow-white, his eyes were closed and peaceful, and his chest and shoulders were wrapped in wound cloths, which were already dyed red.

Li Minglou knelt down and stretched out his hand to caress Han Xu's body, and his white and tender hands were suddenly stained with blood.

Hand over the wounded cloth.

"How could it be that he didn't die?" She muttered, "Look, so much blood.

Press your hand on the wound.

"How could it be that he didn't die?" She muttered, "Look, there's an arrow in the heart." ”

The hand fell on Han Xu's face.

"How could it be that he didn't die?" She muttered, "Look, your face is so white. ”

Han Xu opened his eyes and frowned: "This woman, my face is already so white. ”

The voice is weak, but it speaks clearly.

A doctor happily pointed to the evidence: "Young lady, you see, he can still speak." ”

Li Minglou was not shaken, and King Zhao said a lot at that time.

Han Xu frowned, he woke up in a daze, and the woman who was touching him in his sight was a little blurry, who was this? Listening to the gossip of the doctors around him, judging from all kinds of things, although he was seriously injured, he was free of life.

These doctors are too good-tempered, it is actually useless to say these words at this time, to show momentum to deter, although Han Xu is weak, his momentum is still there, he said: "This lady, if you press my wound like this again, I will die." ”

Li Minglou's hand stopped, as if he was frightened, and the doctors on the side also reacted to something and stopped the messy medical arguments.

"Young lady, do you want him to live or let him die?" A doctor said, holding a golden needle in his hand that can save lives, and gold needles can save lives and can also kill people.

Who the hell are these! Han Xu was suffocated, weren't these people here to save him? How weird and weird.

Li Minglou didn't think the doctor's question was strange, he only felt sad: "I want him to live, can he live?" I want King Zhao to live, isn't he still dead? ”

The fifth middle school standing in the back was finally confirmed, and he stepped forward and waved his hand at the doctors: "Be sure to do everything you can to save Lord Han." ”

The doctors agreed in unison, and the soldiers lifted Han Xu up and hugged him in a hurry.

Li Minglou sat in place and did not stop him, Zhong Wu stretched out his hand to support him and whispered: "Miss, this time Lord Han, you arrived in time, he will not die." ”

Are you sure? Li Minglou looked at Han Xu who was carried away, and through the veil, the night fire brought the figures together, flickering bright, dark, far and near.

......

......

Han Xu woke up again two days later, in fact, he didn't wake up again, during which he woke up several times in a daze, so when he saw the cyan tent, the simple tables and chairs, he knew that he was not in the stone house in the muddy water valley, and he also knew why and how he returned to the residence of Ying Chen's Mansion.

This time he woke up the most awake, and the physical pain was still there, but not as weak as before, and he was too tired to hold on when he only opened his eyes.

His movements were also a little larger, and immediately attracted the attention of the people in the room, and there was a light footsteps, and a black figure stood up, and the light was blocked and cast a shadow.

It's her again..... Han Xu was a little helpless, in a daze and intermittent waking up, this woman has always been, she has been living with him.

"Lord Han woke up?"

"Bring the medicine."

"What do you think of Lord Han today?"

Several doctors also came over, standing in the shadow cast by the woman and asking with concern, as they began to look and ask.

"Is he going to die?"

The woman's voice followed.

Han Xu sighed in his heart, he didn't feel strange anymore this woman, he already knew why this woman asked like this, and when he woke up intermittently, he heard what someone said to the doctors, saying how Yizhou said how to travel a long distance, and as a result, King Zhao died in front of him, what kind of sadness and despair was it, hearing that Lord Han was in Yingchen, the form was critical, and how could he rush to rescue day and night, Lord Han was so seriously injured, she was going to be scared to death......

"The young lady can't believe that Lord Han can live." The man sighed softly for the last time, "I can't believe that I can save Lord Han." ”

The doctors were used to appeasing this woman, and Han Xu spoke first.

"Young Lady Wu." He looked at the woman shrouded in darkness, "Although I can't guarantee that I won't die in the future, but this time in the muddy water valley, in the Xuanwu Dao, in the chaos of the soldiers, I, Han Xu, survived." ”

He raised his hand and saluted in front of him.

"Mrs. Wu, thank you for saving me."

I don't know if I understand or not, Li Minglou stood motionless in front of the bed and didn't respond.

Han Xu looked at her, the woman was still petite and thin from the angle of lying down, and his voice was a little softer.

"Don't be sad, don't be afraid, you saved me, you did it."

Sad? Has she been sad and scared? I have always been scared, and now, fate did not take this person away from her, this person survived in front of her eyes, Li Minglou's tears fell, he knelt on the side of the bed, leaned over Han Xu and cried loudly.

In the face of King Zhao's death, the tears that did not fall at all were surging when he saw Han Xusheng.

Han Xu's wound from being hit again hurts, and he was a little helpless and a little puzzled.

He had no impression of this young lady Wu, and he didn't know when she admired him, whether she was shocked at first sight or admired from afar, and traveled day and night to fight for him in the chaotic battle between the two armies in the muddy water valley.

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