Chapter 139: I got through it
"Cut meat?" Wen Qingwu exclaimed in pain, but his mind listened carefully to Jiumu's words. 35xs
"You've been very badly injured, when you were a kid." Jiu Mu cleaned his wounds, ignoring Wen Qingwu's screams from time to time, and said, "I just didn't expect you to forget these things." ”
Wen Qingwu exhaled twice, tears broke out in the corners of his eyes, but he asked, "How did you get hurt?" ”
Jiu Mu didn't reply directly, but said, "Do you remember where the scars here came from?" Jiu Mu said, pointing to a piece of skin under Wen Qingwu's shoulder blades.
Wen Qingwu gasped and fell silent after exhaling in pain.
The place Jiu Mu pointed to, she didn't know if there were any scars. Except for the first time I saw this body, I didn't look at it seriously later.
With Si Mu's experience, in front of people who know her past, she no longer dares to talk nonsense.
Jiu Mu glanced at Wen Qingwu, who was only screaming in pain, strangely: "I even forgot about this." I really forgot all about the past. ”
"You were ten years old then. At that time, when you are training, you are stuck with a long arrow into your chest, and the distance of a finger is your heart and lungs. Jiumu's voice was lowered: "The doctors there all said that there was no help, and it was already two days later when I rushed over from the gate." At that time, the arrow was still stuck in it, and the wound was already festering. I"
Speaking of Jiumu's voice suddenly stopped.
Wen Qingwu was distracted when he heard this, and suddenly stopped, and the pain in his back suddenly hit again, and after screaming in pain, he gritted his teeth and wanted to ask what then,.
"There's someone out there." Jiu Mu said, and the movements in his hands sped up.
The pain of the tear on his back made Wen Qingwu scream.
There was a familiar voice of questioning outside, it was Si Mu who came. Immediately afterwards, Imperial Physician Chen, who was sitting on the wheel, replied.
After a long time, the broken bones on the back were finally cleaned up, and the medicine was applied, and the silver needles were spread out and sewn up little by little over the fire.
Wen Qingwu regretted why she didn't faint. It is said that she should faint when she dies and lives like this, but she has not fainted even when her throat is hoarse, so she can only bear the unbearable pain alive.
After applying the medicine, Jiu Mu tied up the wound and hurriedly packed up the medicine box: "The broken bones have been dealt with, and the only person took the medicine according to the prescription prescribed by Imperial Doctor Chen, so he can rest." For the time being, there is no medicated bath, and you must not see cold during the period. ”
Wen Qingwu still had the strength to respond, so he could only lie on the couch and gasp heavily.
Ruyoshi approached and knelt down, wiping the sweat from his forehead for Wen Qingwu.
"Change the medicine after three hours, and then change it every other hour, so that the wound cannot be adhesed." Jiu Mu said, glanced at Wen Qingwu, and then at the car curtain.
There is a practitioner with a very calm breath outside. Kung Fu is profound.
After thinking about it, he still leaned into Wen Qingwu's ear and used his internal force to suppress his voice very low: "You are so self-conscious."
"Why?" Wen Qingwu asked in a muffled voice, "Will you kill me?" ”
Jiu Mu paused, turned his head to look at the car curtain, and the black hair scattered on his back scattered to the couch close at hand with his movements. It is mixed with Wen Qingwu's black hair into a pool of ink, which is sticky and stingy, and it is difficult to distinguish.
Ruyoshi put away his veil and looked at the sticky black silk with a fixed gaze. frowned, lowered his eyelids, and didn't look much.
"No one will kill you, except yourself." After a moment, Jiu Mu replied in a low voice. Then, in Ruyoshi's strange eyes, he got up and lifted the curtain and got out of the car.
Si Mu was outside, riding on a red horse, listening to the movement in the car with his ears sideways, and when he heard someone getting out of the car, he didn't have the heart to pay attention. At a glance, I saw that the person who got out of the car was only wearing a white middle coat. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Jiu Mu who was saluting him.
"Slave maid, see Grandpa Jun." Jiu Mu clasped his hands together and saluted Si Mu.
Sweeping from the middle coat, his eyes touched Jiu Mu's scattered black hair, Si Mu's eyes sharpened, and he looked at his aunt condescendingly: "How is the situation of talents?" ”
"The wounds on my body have been bandaged for the time being." Jiu Mu hung his head and replied respectfully: "Fortunately, the wound was treated in time, and the blood did not fester." If the high heat subsides tomorrow, talented people will be able to save the day. ”
Si Mu's eyes swept Jiu Mu from top to bottom: "Jiu Gonggong is really conscientious. ”
"As it should be." Jiumu's back was bent like that of all the chamberlains who saw the powerful, with the respect of knocking on the benefits, but there was no flattery that most chamberlains would have.
Si Mu looked at Jiu Mu for a while, and Jiu Mu quietly maintained a saluting posture.
"The Ninth Father-in-law will go back first. Tomorrow, I will ask you to come over and consult the talented people. Si Mu said, ignoring Jiu Mu and turning his head to look at the candlelit car.
Jiu Mu answered, took two steps back and turned to leave.
Halfway through, I always felt that something was wrong. Jiu Mu stopped and turned to look at the figure behind him.
On the tall horse, Si Mu was wearing silver armor, as bright as jade. There are bandit gentlemen, full of ears and ears, and will be like stars.
It's just staring at the car curtains fixedly at the moment, and his eyes are glued like glue. Jiu Mu was suspicious at first, and then his eyes became dark. Thoughtfully turned away.
The next day, in the early hours of the morning, Wen Qingwu finally fell asleep again. When the rooster crowed, he was forcibly woken up by Liuji according to Jiumu's instructions, touched his body temperature, changed the bedding and changed the medicine. After eating the medicine boiled by the willow leaves, he fell asleep again and groggily.
I woke up and fell into a daze, and it was not until the evening when the sun went down that the fever subsided. Even if the fever has subsided, it has been burning for a day and a night, and people are already weak. So when Li Jianzhi came to ask, Wen Qingwu was so weak that he couldn't even speak.
Li Jianzhi stood in the car, looking at the pale face and being helped by Liu Ye to drink medicine, and it was difficult to even open his mouth, and he was still a little hesitant: "Did you really survive?" ”
"Imperial Doctor Chen and Gonggong Jiu both said that as long as the fever is reduced, it will be fine." Ruyoshi on the side said.
Li Jianzhi stood next to him and looked at it for a while, and then said, "In this way, let's go back and give everyone a life." ”
As he spoke, he shook off the dust and left with the little chamberlain.
Emperor Joan of Arc was having dinner, and the small palace maid next to him was dishing vegetables. Seeing Li Jianzhi coming in, Emperor Zhende listened to the ivory chopsticks and looked at Li Jianzhi: "How is it?" ”
"It's gone." Li Jianzhi said, Emperor Joan of Arc did not respond, glanced at Emperor Joan of Arc, and continued: "Talent is safe, if you don't die, there will be blessings." ”
"This kind of scourge will be left for thousands of years, where is it so easy to die." Emperor Joan of Arc spoke coolly.
I picked a winter melon slice and stuffed it in my mouth, chewed it twice, and said, "This is good." After speaking, he slowed down his movements, and turned his head to look at Li Jianzhi: "Has she eaten?" ”
Li Jianzhi was asked and paused, isn't this good? I am afraid that it is difficult to use medicine, how can I eat?
"The slave doesn't know." Li Jianzhi replied.
"I don't even know if she's eating." Emperor Zhende glanced at Li Jianzhi with disgust, turned around, and nodded the winter melon slices with ivory chopsticks: "Make her a plate of this past." ”
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