The beam was blurry, there seemed to be a person lying on it, an arm stretched forward, blood dripping down between his fingers from time to time, but it was not bright red when it fell on the ground, but there was a black in it, it was this person's blood dripping down just now, which startled Ling Qingrui.

Ling Qingrui quickly put the things in her hand into her arms and scolded sharply: "Who is there, get out of here for me!" ”

However, after a long time, the man neither spoke nor moved.

Looking at the color of the blood dripping down, Ling Qingrui knew that this person was not only injured, but also poisoned, and frowned slightly, could it be that this person had fainted?

Who was he, and why did he come to her room when he was so badly injured......

Ling Qingrui couldn't go up the beam, and Chu Xue was staring at Aunt Shen wasn't there, what way should she think of to get this guy of unknown origin off the beam first?

Just as Ling Qingrui was thinking of a way, he only heard the person on the beam suddenly let out a muffled snort, his fingers twitched a few times, and then in Ling Qingrui's surprised gaze, he slowly moved a few times, and then "poof" from the beam, directly planted on the ground!

Wearing a blood-stained blue robe, Ling Qingrui had a vague sense of familiarity, and it was this familiarity that prompted Ling Qingrui to reach out and flip the face-down person over.

I saw this man's slanted sword eyebrows, a pair of eyes closed, thin and long eyelashes as beautiful as black feathers, thin and moderate lips tightly pursed together, and his face was obviously stained with a little blood and dust, but he couldn't see half of the embarrassment, on the contrary, it showed more and more that he had an almost evil handsomeness!

It's him! Ling Qingrui raised her eyebrows in surprise slightly.

She didn't know who he really was, and she was only one side of him to be exact.

On that occasion, she went out to offer incense and pray for blessings, and on the way back to the city, she was held hostage by robbers in the woods, and it was this man who seemed to have fallen from the sky, and ordered his men to clean up the robbers neatly, while he himself bathed in the sunset, leaving only a silhouette proudly for her.

Although it was just a silhouette, Ling Qingrui was extremely sure at this time, the man in front of her was the blue-robed man that day!

Whatever the reason, after all, he had saved her, so he should treat it as a life for a life.

After making up her mind, Ling Qingrui hooked her lips slightly, squatted down, took the lancet in her hand, and swiped rapidly, cutting off the man's waist, abdomen, and the wounds on his arms in a few clicks, but it didn't hurt his skin at all.

There was a hideous wound on his abdomen and waist, and although the wound was still hideous, the bleeding had almost stopped.

The trouble was the wound on his arm, this wound was long and deep, and the bones in it could almost be seen, and the sharp blade that hurt him must have been quenched with poison, and the skin at the wound was black, turning outward hideously, and the blood that flowed out was almost black.

Ling Qingrui quickly made a judgment as she reached for her medicine box, picked out a medicine bottle from it, and sprinkled the powder inside on the wounds on his waist and abdomen.

The lancet wiped the black blood, leaned close to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, Ling Qingrui frowned slightly, got up and took a brocade handkerchief, and reached out to pinch the man's mouth, not wanting to just touch his face with his fingers, his eyes suddenly opened!

Obsidian-like eyes with a sharp light shot straight at Ling Qingrui, and in an instant, the man was like an eagle in the dark night, cold and arrogant, exuding a strong force that defied heaven and earth.

I didn't expect the man's vigilance to be so strong, obviously the poison was affected by the poison, and he was already unconscious, but the moment his fingers touched him, he woke up.

Ling Qingrui hooked her lips slightly and said, "I don't care who you are, and I don't care who you are injured by, it's just that I want to save your life for the sake of having a one-sided relationship." ”

A one-sided relationship?

A playful smile flashed in the man's dark eyes, and then his gaze fell on the brocade in Ling Qingrui's hand.

As if seeing the man's doubts, Ling Qingrui explained: "The wound on your arm is poisonous and needs to be treated as soon as possible, and now I want to cut off the blackened muscles of your wound." ”

When Ling Qingrui said this, the man already understood what she meant, I am afraid that she was afraid that when he cut those muscles, he would not be able to bear the pain and bite his tongue, right?

"No need." The man opened his mouth and spat out three words, his voice was cool and melodious, as if with a special rhythm.

Hearing this voice, she met the man's dark eyes again, Ling Qingrui blinked her eyes slightly, she felt as if there was a thought that crossed her mind, she wanted to catch it but couldn't catch up.

Shaking her head slightly, Ling Qingrui threw away the Jinpa in her hand, reached out and picked up another porcelain bottle, threw it in the man's hand, and said, "I'm sorry, I have a lot of powder here, so if you don't like it, you can not eat it." ”

The man's eyes were wrinkled and shining, and he didn't ask what the powder in the porcelain bottle was, but he gently bit the cork, and the powder was poured into his mouth, and then the man seemed to mutter.

According to Ling Qingrui's ears, he seemed to be saying that the powder was so unpalatable, and the small pear vortex on Ling Qingrui's cheeks couldn't help but loom.

After the lancet turned around between Ling Qingrui's fingers, she put the lancet on the candle flame on the side and burned it, and then suddenly slashed across the man's arm, but it was not the wound, but a few acupuncture points above the wound, and a line of blood burst out.

The man didn't seem to feel it, his brows didn't wrinkle, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips, looking at Ling Qingrui's hand with a knife.

The small lancet in her hand seemed to be alive, flying up and down with a flickering cold light, reflecting in the man's eyes, reflecting on Ling Qingrui's forehead that gradually oozing fine beads of sweat, and the man's dark eyes narrowed slightly.

Patches of black skin were cut off until the bright red flesh inside was revealed, and the blood slowly flowed out, and it was no longer black, it had slowly turned into the bright red it should be.

The lancet suddenly stopped, Ling Qingrui reached out and took a clean cloth towel, and pressed it the man's blood-dripping wound without the slightest hesitation!

The man's arm didn't move a bit, letting Ling Qingrui do it, and even the charming smile on his lips didn't decrease by half a point, only the green tendons on his temples obviously rose, and the sweat on his forehead was almost like a line, sliding down and dripping on the ground.

At this moment, Ling Qingrui couldn't help but admire the man's endurance, the time she scratched the top of his wound before, although it had a certain effect of stopping bleeding and relieving pain, but that scratch was very painful, but the man didn't even shake his eyebrows.

Just now, she pressed a cloth towel on the wound, which did have a certain effect of stopping bleeding, but because of her strength, it was extremely painful, and the man did not react.

If she hadn't seen the green tendons on his forehead and the sweat that kept flowing, she would have mistakenly thought that the poison he was in was too violent, and the antidote powder she gave him didn't work, and the arm was already unconscious!

lifted the cloth towel and checked it, but Ling Qingrui shook her head slightly with dissatisfaction, sure enough, she didn't use the knife for too long, and her kung fu using the scalpel regressed.

The cloth towel was stained with bright red blood, but there was a line of black in the middle, which showed that she had just not done a thorough debridement, and there were still some muscles that had been corroded by poison!

There was no choice but to continue to clean up those poisonous muscles, otherwise all the efforts she had made before would be in vain.

It's just that Ling Qingrui looked at the man's already pale face, and was a little unsure if he could still hold it, this time the debridement was even more cruel than before, because the place she needed to clean was already close to the arm bone!

Does learning Guan Gong scrape bones to cure poison? Ling Qingrui frowned slightly, as if there was no Guan Gong in this world?

I don't know if Ling Qingrui's expression was too tangled, or for some other reason, the man suddenly said, "Don't continue?" If I don't continue, I'm going to have to take a break. ”

After speaking, the man's eyes slowly closed.

Seeing this, Ling Qingrui's heart suddenly beat a few times rapidly, and she couldn't help shouting, "Hey! You ......"

The man's fine eyelashes fluttered a few times, but his eyes did not open, and he just whispered softly: "Good, don't make noise." ”

These three words made Ling Qingrui instantly angry, she was trying to find a way to detoxify him, but he actually thought she was noisy!

Finding a strip of cloth, Ling Qingrui strangled the man's arm fiercely, making the man can't help frowning slightly, Ling Qingrui nodded with satisfaction, picked up the lancet to detoxify the candle flame again, and quickly but gently probed into his wound.

With Ling Qingrui's action of cleaning up the wounds, the man let out a few muffled snorts, but still did not open his eyes.

Finally cleaned up the poisoned wounds, Ling Qingrui took off the strip of cloth that strangled his arm, medicated several wounds, bandaged them, and then wiped the sweat on his forehead and sat down tiredly.

Seeing the man lying on the ground with a pale face, as if he had fallen asleep, Ling Qingrui thought that if he lay here all night, in case he had a high fever and the wound was infected or something, wouldn't she have worked all night in vain?

So, Ling Qingrui said: "Hey, for the sake of you being a patient, the bed will be given to you tonight." ”

The man's eyes were half-opened, and he said, "Ling Xiao." ”

"What?" Ling Qingrui raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"My name, Ling Xiao."

Ling Xiao, he is also surnamed Ling?

As soon as this thought flashed, Ling Qingrui suddenly furrowed her eyebrows, and it was only at this time that she had time to remember the suicide note she had seen before, which Ling had left in the half-moon pendant.