Chapter 359: Illness

Generally, when the army retreats, it is the most chaotic and uncontrollable time. For thousands of years, retreat without 'chaos' has always been one of the conditions for judging whether a general is a famous general.

Jingling fell to the ground, only the soldiers around him could see it, and before he fell into a coma, he instructed him, "Secret", that meaning everyone understands. At this juncture of the retreat of the army, it is absolutely impossible to spread the news that he was injured and "unconscious", otherwise, these hundreds of thousands of sons and daughters will be defeated by the Chu people in one fell swoop.

At that moment, the grandmaster turned his head, glared at the warrior holding the flag representing Jingling, and shouted in a deep voice: "The flag is high!" ”

The warrior was also one in a million masters, and at that moment he lowered his head and replied sadly: "No! ”

After receiving the response, the Grandmaster jumped into his carriage with Jingling in his arms. At that moment, the Jingling rider took down the flag representing the identity of the Jin monarch and gave it to the Jin general "Dang". As soon as Jingling fell, the highest-ranking general "Dang" naturally became the commander of the army.

"Dang" cautiously took the handsome flag and "inserted" it in his carriage.

Seeing that Jingling was brought into the carriage and quietly blended into the retreating army, the generals breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the rear army has retreated, the Chinese army has turned around, and these generals will lead the front army to break the rear!

The Jin general "Dang" calmly made a national face, and shouted violently: "Gentlemen, let the Chu people see it, even if there is only one army left in the three armies, my Jin army is not the enemy of the Chu people!" ”

His loud shout, loud and powerful, came from afar.

As soon as his voice fell, more than 30,000 former soldiers and soldiers shouted at the same time with their throats pulled their throats and shouted in unison: "Jin Jun is majestic!" Invincible! Jin Jun is majestic, invincible in the world! ”

With the shouts of "Jin Jun is majestic, invincible in the world" came out from afar, these 30,000 former troops at the same time radiated a kind of spirit of moving forward and swearing to die!

Jingling's carriage hurriedly drove towards the Zhongshan Palace.

After half an hour, suddenly, the rider exclaimed outside, "Madame? ”

The Grandmaster was stunned for a moment, raised his voice and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The man shouted, "Madame is here!" ”

The grandmaster was stunned, and he lifted the curtain to look at it.

At this glance, he saw that in front of the official road, a figure of Shengxue in white was galloping forward.

The figure, like smoke and electricity, like wind and fog, from the figure was only vague, to clearly appearing, just in the blink of an eye.

The Grandmaster's face changed slightly.

He knew that the "secret" that Jingling had instructed before he fell into a coma had another meaning, that is, he should not let his wife know that he was injured. You know, Mrs. has just conceived, how can she afford this kind of fright?

Just when the Grandmaster was hesitating about how to hide it from Wei Luo, Wei Luo's figure flew to the carriage like smoke and lightning.

She stood outside the carriage, her face pale, her lips pursed tightly.

The husband moistened his throat, and was about to make an excuse, when Wei Luo spoke, her voice was clear and cold, low and powerful, "Hearing the screams of the battlefield, my heart is pounding, let me see the king." ”

When the sect master heard this, he stuck his head out of the carriage, smiled at Wei Luo reluctantly, and said, "Your Excellency is still leading the former army to break off, and Madam will return to Zhongshan Palace!" ”

He was only halfway through his sentence when Wei Luo raised his head and looked at him steadily.

Her lips pursed even tighter, her voice trembled slightly, but her expression was extremely firm and calm, "If he is fine, you will not wait to return first!" My heart is shocked, and I look at it! ”

When the Grandmaster and the Master were still trying to make excuses, Wei Luo looked at them with a calm gaze like water, and said, "I have been born and died several times, and I will not panic, so you don't need to worry!" ”

When she said this, she saw that the two of them were still hesitating, and her figure flickered.

Just as her body shook and her whole person seeped into the carriage like a fog, the grandmaster's subconscious right hand stretched out, wanting to push her away.

As soon as his hand stretched out, it clearly pushed against Wei Luo's shoulder.

However, the moment the palm of his hand touched her shoulder, Wei Luo disappeared!

Like a fog, she suddenly dispersed.

The Grandmaster was stunned for a moment, and then he turned back in horror.

Sure enough, Wei Luo had appeared in the carriage.

The Sect Master stared at Wei Luo, who was quietly kneeling beside Jing Ling, and stretched out his hand to caress him, and for a moment, the horror in his heart poured out, "Madame's skills, how far has it been?" This, this, this is too terrifying! ”

At this time, Wei Luo, of course, didn't know the grandmaster's fear.

She knelt on the car board, carefully held Jingling's head, and held him in her arms.

She pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes.

She won't let it fall, though. Her man is down, and she's his God!

She reached out and probed his snort. The snort was minimal, which made her breathe: he had a snort.

Then, she clasped the veins of his wrist and tentatively pumped out her internal force, seeping into his body.

Her internal force, like a spring sun, like a breeze, slowly entered, quietly seeped, and unconsciously, it had turned in a circle in his body.

After turning the circle, she let out another breath.

Wei Luo sat on the car board and flipped Jingling over gently, and on his back, the two wounds were no longer bleeding. Wei Luo tore off two long strips of his outer robe, and tied up the two wounds again. Tying it up like this is just to prevent it from cracking the wound again.

After doing all this, she took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the blood on Jingling's forehead. The blood had coagulated, and she couldn't wipe it off at all.

Wei Luo bit his lip and thought about it, then turned his head to the grandmaster behind him and said, "The carriage is overturned, it is too slow, let me carry the monarch back to Zhongshan Palace." ”

When the grandmaster heard this, he shouted in retort: "How can human feet defeat horsepower? ”

As soon as he said this, he remembered that the lady in front of him, her skills, were really a little terrifying, and when she came over just now, it was really like smoke and electricity. This kind of skill is faster and more stable than a carriage.

Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, he was dumbfounded and muttered, "Yes." ”

"Xie Jun agreed."

As soon as Wei Luo's voice fell, he was already holding Jingling horizontally and flew outside the carriage. The man only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and when he looked at it again, Wei Luo's white "colored" figure with half of the corners of his robe was missing, and he was already ten steps away.

The husband was startled, and cried out eatingly: "Husband, madam? ”

He was stunned to see the white figure of his wife, which disappeared from view like lightning.

At this moment, the grandmaster's voice sounded behind the master, "Madam, it is unpredictable。。。。。。 ”

Wei Luo hugged Jingling, and floated into the Zhongshan Palace like lightning and speed.

In the Zhongshan Palace, the black-armored warriors were five steps and one person, and ten steps and one sentry, but they were just flickering in front of them, and they just vaguely felt that someone was passing by, and when they calmed down, there was nothing in front of them.

Wei Luo floated into the dormitory.

She put Jingling flat on the collapse and shouted, "Come on! ”

"Husband, ma'am? Jun, Jun, Your Majesty, when, when did you come in? ”

Listening to the screams of horror coming from behind him, Wei Luo's voice was raised, and he shouted: "Call the doctor, the wizard is coming!" ”

"No, no."

"Wait!"

"But what else is the matter, madame?"

"Secret!"

"No!"

As soon as the maid retreated, Wei Luo put his palm on the dantian of Jingling, and the internal breath was slowly entered again.

Her inner breath, like the "tide" water, seeped in wave after wave from the dantian of Jingling, nourishing his viscera meridians.

I don't know how long later, there was a sound of footsteps outside. Wei Luo, who was sneaking in with his eyes closed, heard Jingling muttering: "Xiao'er, Xiao'er。。。。。。 Child...... ”

Wei Luo opened his eyes.

Jing Ling's forehead was oozing with sweat, his face was a little ruddy, his thin lips were squirming, and he was constantly calling her and the child in her womb.

Wei Luo blinked, "forced" back the tears that came out of her eyes, she lowered her head, and pressed her lips lightly against his thin lips.

Just as her lips pressed against his, Jing Ling, who was muttering endlessly, suddenly stopped writhing.

He slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Wei Luo smiled brightly and called softly: "Master! ”

Jing Ling's thin lips were pulled, his midnight-like eyes looked at Wei Luo with satisfaction, his throat moved, and although his voice was weak, he was squeezing out a smile, "I'm fine." ”

Wei Luo smiled even brighter, and she replied lightly: "Yes, you are fine. ”

Her cherry lips pressed against his forehead and smiled, "Yes, you're fine." ”

She reached out and took out a "hairy" towel from the basin brought by the maidservant, and gently wiped the blood from his face.

There was no wound on Jingling's face, but there was a small cut on his forehead. The blood veins in this head are the richest, only a small mouth, and the blood that flows out covers most of his face.

After wiping his face, Wei Luo once again imprinted Sakura's lips on his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Yes, you are fine。。。。。。 ”

At this time, there was a call from the maid outside, "Madam, the doctor has arrived, and the witch has arrived." ”

Wei Luo took a breath and called out in a clear voice: "Please!" ”

Amid the sound of footsteps striding towards the hall, Wei Luo slowly retreated.

She stared intently at Jingling, and watched intently as the doctor and Wu hurriedly stepped forward, taking turns to treat Jingling's injuries one by one.

During this time, her eyes did not blink.

At the time of Wu Shizhi, Jingling had already closed his eyes again.

After a while, the bell stopped.

The doctor came to Wei Luo first, crossed his hands at her and said, "Mrs. Yu, the gentleman was injured three inches on the flank, one and a half inches deep, and he didn't move his bones. The back injury is five inches, half an inch wide, one inch deep, and the bones are not moved! The pulse of the horn, the liver pulse is astringent, the lung pulse is slight, and the heart and lungs are delayed. Severe shock injury, blood loss drama. ”

After a pause, the doctor said again: "In the body of the king, there is breath to protect the heart, and the blood is not heavy. If it is delayed for a short time, the blood will have entered the cavity, and I am afraid that it will not be cured. Fluke, fluke!

Have a breath to protect your heart? If you delay it a little longer, the blood will have entered the cavity, and I am afraid that it will not be cured?

When Wei Luo heard this, he let out a long breath: fortunately, she made a quick decision and went out of the city to greet her when she felt that something was wrong. Therefore, she can inject internal breath into his body in time to protect his heart. If it is delayed for another half a moment, if it is delayed for another half a moment, she, she will not live alone。。。。。。

Wei Luo didn't know, and the more important thing was that her internal breath was the product of internal circulation, and this internal breath contained the essence of the human body, which could best heal injuries and manage blood.

After the doctor stepped back, the witch also came forward to recount.

The statements of these two people are the same, that is, Jingling was hit by a heavy object at that time and had internal bleeding. And there was too much blood loss.

Wei Luo knew that an injury like Jingling was really a minor injury in modern times. However, in this era, it is an out-and-out serious injury!

Internal bleeding, witch can't come, medicine has just sprouted, and the power of "medicine" can't reach. It can only be operated by acupuncture and internal breathing.