Shen Qingyan cautiously pushed aside the grass and looked inside.

But she saw a man with a blue face with his eyes closed and fell inside, as if he couldn't see clearly, and she slowly pulled some strands of hair that covered the man's face.

Looking at the familiar eyebrows, the corners of his mouth immediately twitched slightly, this is still what he wants, just now he thought that this Mu Zihuan is a little similar to Xiao Yu, and this Xiao Yu appeared here.

But look at this guy's frowns, his lips are blue and black, and there are blood stains on his chest.

This guy is injured, and this injury is not clear.

Frowning slightly, Shen Qingyan touched Xiao Yu's snort, fortunately, the person is still alive.

Thinking in his heart, he worked together with his hands to soothe the person, Xiao Yu frowned and fell asleep, and the whole person was on Shen Qingyan's body, sleeping soundly.

"Xiao Yu."

Seeing Xiao Yu's face, Mu Zihuan suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong with him?"

Mu Zihuan looked at Xiao Yu, whose face was blue and bloodstained, and he couldn't care about Shen Qingyan's sarcasm to him just now, so he hurriedly ran over.

"Someone slashed him in the chest, the knife was poisonous, but fortunately it wasn't fatal, and now he's unconscious, do you know him?"

Shen Qingyan said while neatly opening Xiao Yu's shirt and examining the wound.

My heart was slightly paused, isn't this guy doing a good job of being his idle prince in the capital? How did you run here?

She remembered that Ji Yinxue seemed to have told her that Xiao Yu was a disciple of the Sword Saint, and that she was going to Dongling to go to some sword test conference?

But even if this guy's IQ is not good, if he just works hard, he shouldn't let people hurt like this.

Just thinking about it in his heart, Mu Zihuan's eager voice came from his ears,

"Of course I know, Xiao Yu and I grew up together, and our practice experience is in one place, so we naturally know each other."

Shen Qingyan was slightly stunned when she heard this, and she said, these two people are so stupid and consistent, there should be some connection.

Now I understand, this is a brother who grew up wearing a pair of pants, no wonder

It's a coincidence

"It's better to know, this girl doesn't know medicine, which of the two of you will show him."

Shen Qingyan just continued the conversation.

As soon as Shen Qingyan's words fell, he watched Xiao Zihuan move his hand and touch Xiao Yu's pulse, and then looked at the wounds on Xiao Yu's body, and took out a white one from the bag and asked me to take Xiao Yu.

Shen Qingyan looked at it and raised her eyebrows slightly,

"Yo, boy, you know how to heal."

Listening to Miss Shen's question, Mu Zihuan was energetic, tilted his head, and said with a hint of pride,

"Hmph, this son is a disciple of the Eastern Spirit Doctor Holy Hundred Words Holy Monk."

looked like he was about to praise me, but Shen Qingyan immediately rolled his eyes when he heard it,

"Then you asked me what happened to him."

Mu Zihuan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly,

"I'm used to this."

Shen Qingyan: ""

This reason gives you full marks.

But I was thinking in my heart, the Sword Saint received a stupid white sweet, and the medical saint also received a stupid white sweet, what did these big people think?

But thinking about it, he also smiled in his heart, although Xiao Yu and Mu Zihuan are simple and easy to deceive, but as Qiao Yue said, they have a pure heart.

This pure heart, I'm afraid that she, Mu Ziyu, Huo Yuanshuang, and even Ji Yinxue Junmo and others have long been unable to find it.

They are accustomed to weighing the pros and cons, balancing the gains and losses, but they can't do it, they have to try their best no matter whether they are good or bad, and they have to try their best to save no matter what they gain or lose.

But whether this accident that he has long been accustomed to is better, or this pure person with a pure heart is better, it is not clear

It's just that such a true and pure heart is really rare.

The remnant sun in the sky slowly disappeared, and those ghostly qi were invisibly even more affected.

Xiao Yu, who was supported by Shen Qingyan on the ground, woke up slowly, his tired eyes raised slightly, and his hoarse voice said with a hint of surprise,

"Shen Qing? Zihuan? Ziyu? Why are you here? ”

As soon as he spoke, he had a pain in his ribs and coughed continuously.

"Don't talk yet, breathe slowly, don't talk about us yet, what's the matter with you, making people hurt like this?"

Mu Zihuan stroked Xiao Yu's chest, lost some true anger for him, and spoke.

Xiao Yu: ""

So, whether he still speaks or doesn't speak.

Seeing that Xiao Yu's face gradually recovered, Shen Qingyan said,

"It's getting late, it's better not to get too much moisture on his body, find someone to borrow it!"

This is the scope of Chujia Village, and it should not be difficult to find someone to borrow it if you walk more than ten meters in front of it.

Looking at Xiao Yu's appearance, it is not enough to just detoxify it, such a big hole in the chest is better to deal with it.

"Yes, Xiaoyu's injury also has to be dealt with, second brother, let's call people to settle down first, it shouldn't be difficult."

Mu Zihuan also hurriedly agreed.

Seeing that both of them said this, Mu Ziyu naturally agreed, but she was a little surprised, Shen Qingyan was like that just now, but she was about to turn around and leave, this Xiao Yu's appearance actually made her change her mind, the two of them know each other?

Shen Qingyan didn't have the heart to guess Mu Ziyu's mind at this time, and pounced on Xiao Yu with all his thoughts.

This guy, in addition to being injured, doesn't look right.

Kick oneself? Abhor? It was the first time I had seen such a complicated mind in him.

Anyway, although this Xiao Yu had caused her some trouble, the two of them had also been together in the capital for a while, and they could be regarded as friends, so Shen Qingyan naturally refused to leave him alone.

As he spoke, Shen Qingyan helped Xiao Yu up, and Mu Zihuan helped him to walk forward.

Mu Ziyu, who was behind him, looked at the backs of the three of them forward, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, glanced back slightly, and also stepped forward to follow.

The woman named Si'er also followed when she saw this.

Her life may have to be saved by these few people, and she will follow her.

In the farmhouse, Xiao Yu had already washed up at this time, and the wounds on his body were also bandaged by Mu Zihuan, using the best medicine, and it was estimated that it would not take a few days before it would be completely better.

Washing up cleanly made his whole person refreshed, but there was always a little bit of pain and sadness in his eyes.

"Xiao Yu, what the hell is going on with you, who hurt you like this."

Mu Zihuan was like an ant on a hot pot, circling the room several times, and then patted his head and asked anxiously.

Xiao Yu's eyes were slightly raised, with a few bloodshots, and he opened hoarsely,

"It's nothing, it's just that I've been calculated by the wild Taoist priests on the rivers and lakes again."

"What?"

Mu Zihuan didn't seem to understand Xiao Yu's meaning too much, scratched his head and asked again.

"Zihuan, I have something I want to tell Shen Qing alone, can you go out first."

Xiao Yu's hoarse voice sounded again.

"Alone? Is there anything else you don't know that I can't listen to? ”

Mu Zihuan's eyes were slightly stunned, and he said with a frown.

"Zihuan, don't make trouble yet, I really have something."

Xiao Yu lowered his eyes, and his hoarse voice sounded again, with a hint of pleading.