Chapter 95 is enlightened

Ye Anan opened his eyes again, looking at the dilapidated roof, his eyes confused.

Where is this?

"Hiss"

His head was still a little dizzy, Ye Anan rubbed his head and slowly got up, feeling a little thirsty in his throat.

There was a sudden chill on his body, and the draped clothes slid down. Ye Anan looked down at his upper body, which was only wearing a belly pocket, and was slightly stunned.

"Wake up."

A soft voice came from his ears, Ye Anan turned his head to look, and saw Tang Huai leaning against the wall next to him to roast the fire.

"Factory Father......

Ye An'an looked around, they were now in a leaky thatched house, with wind leaking on all sides, and they could only shelter from the rain.

There was a pile of dry and warm grass under her, while Tang Huai sat on the cold ground and played with the fire.

"Yikes!" Remembering that he was now wearing only a belly pocket on his upper body, Ye Anan snorted lightly and wrapped himself in clothes, and looked at him with a flushed face.

"Your clothes are wet and dry." Tang Huai said lightly, "Come here and warm up." ”

"Oh."

Seeing that Tang Huai did not show the slightest unusualness, but she was making a fuss, Ye Anan shrugged his nose and forgot that he was a eunuch

She didn't bother to pretend to be shy, she put Tang Huai's coat on her body with a big grin, jumped out of bed and sat beside him to warm her hands.

The feeling of the rest of my life after the catastrophe is not ordinarily good.

Ye Anan breathed a long sigh of relief, hugged his knees and looked at Tang Huai and said softly: "Master Changgong, you saved me?"

Tang Huai glanced at her, broke a few branches and threw them into the fire: "Otherwise?"

Hearing his expected answer, Ye Anan pursed his lips, his face was dyed with a hint of redness, and he seemed to be able to feel a trace of numbness on his lips.

At the end of her memory, she felt someone grab her and press her lips lightly.

Although he knew that it was to save her, Ye Anan was still a little shy, and there was still a trace of joy in his heart.

She bit her lip and said softly, "Thank you, sir." ”

There was silence in the air, save for the crackling of firewood.

Ye Anan puffed out his cheeks and quietly breathed in to make his face not so red, and then cleared his throat, just wanted to ask Tang Huai what happened, but felt a sinking on his shoulders.

(⊙o⊙)！

Ye Anan was stunned for a moment, stiffened and stared at the firelight, his face even redder

She felt that the fire was a little too warm, so warm that her cheeks were almost burning.

Although, although she also had such a disillusioned idea about Tang Huai, the two had never had such close physical contact before.

In the middle of this day, it was kissing and leaning on the shoulder, is it progressing a little too fast (////ω////)

I didn't know if I kissed her before, but now what can I do!

It's difficult, doesn't the factory master have some thoughts about her?

What if he confesses himself!

Think about what to do if you still have a little anticipation!

Ye An'an had wild thoughts in his mind, and he even thought about what props to use to roll the sheets (??? ）

She thought about everything that had happened in the past few years, remembered that when she woke up from the firewood room in the morning, she saw him in a robe and break in to take her home, remembered that he gave her a sea of lights all over the city on the temple tower, remembered the last figure she saw struggling to swim before she fell unconscious, and suddenly found that if she was with Tang Huai, she did not have the slightest disgust.

What about eunuchs?

He's so good, he deserves her to be liked.

The factory lady likes her too

Thinking of this, Ye An'an was happy in his heart, and he blushed and rubbed his face secretly, waiting for him to confess.

But after a while, there was still no movement beside him, Ye Anan felt that something was wrong, and when he looked down, he saw Tang Huai leaning on her shoulders with his eyes closed, breathing heavily, his eyes closed, and cold sweat on his forehead.

Ye Anan was stunned: "Master Changgong, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Huai's lips pursed, but his voice was extremely weak, and Ye Anan couldn't hear what he said clearly.

She reached out and touched Tang Huai's forehead, and was suddenly startled.

It's hot......

How can it be so hot?

Fever?

She helped Tang Huai's body up, wanting him to rest on the bed for a while, but she felt that her hands were wet and sticky.

Ye Anan looked down and saw red blood stains on his hands.

Tang Huai's back was covered with blood, his lips were white, and he fell to the ground.

Ye Anan hurriedly helped him up and moved him to the straw mat with difficulty.

She saw that Tang Huai's front coat also oozing a trace of blood, her fingers trembled slightly, and she slowly uncovered his shirt, and immediately gasped.

His shoulder blades were already bloody.

The wound should have been treated simply, but the technique was simple and crude, and the hideous wound was clotted with black blood scabs, and blood was constantly oozing out.

Ye An'an looked at the fire, where a hidden arrow was thrown, and there were even a few traces of flesh and blood hooked on the barb.

The wound was already very serious through the shoulder blade, and he had soaked it in water before, so he took out the dark arrow, and if it was infected, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ye Anan quickly tore off a strip of cloth and soaked it in hot water to help him clean up the wounds before and after, and then baked the handkerchief until it was dry and hot and applied it to his wound, and simply bandaged it with a strip of cloth.

But Tang Huai's breathing gradually became short, and his face burned red. His chest heaved, his brow furrowed, and he muttered nonsense, as if he was uneasy.

"Factory, how are you?"

Ye Anan looked at him with some panic. She took his hand, only to find that he was hot and frighteningly hot.

He's not going to die, is he?

Ye An'an's mind was in chaos.

He became like this to save her

If Tang Huai died, she would never be able to forgive herself!

Calm, calm down.

Ye Anan suddenly remembered that when the heroine was seriously injured in the original book, it was Cui Yudan who saved her life.

But she was poisoned, and now Tang Huai is suffering from an arrow wound, can it be useful?

Ye An'an looked at Tang Huai, he was very hot, but his breathing gradually weakened.

Ye Anan touched the pearl chain around his neck, his eyes were complicated.

No matter, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor!

She gritted her teeth and untied the chain, took out the jade pill inside and put it in Tang Huai's mouth, and fed him some water, but Tang Huai couldn't swallow it.

Ye An'an's eyes were red in a hurry, he took a sip of water and pinched his nose, gagged his mouth and poured the medicine down. Then he wiped his forehead with water to cool down.

Ye An'an thought in his mouth: "Master Changgong, don't have anything to do, if something happens to you, I won't be at peace in my life." ”

Fortunately, after a while, Tang Huai's breathing gradually stabilized, but his body was still hot.

Ye An was anxious in peace of mind.

It is not a solution for a high fever to go down, and the wound must be treated as soon as possible.

She looked at the already white sky outside the house, thought for a moment, left a line on the ground with a stone, and then turned and ran out of the house.

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Tang Huai: Props?

Ye Anan (with a serious face): Which one do you choose, jade, copper, or iron?

Tang Huai: No

Ye An'an: Then try it on you first!

Tang Huai: !!

。 m.