Lan Weixing squatted in front of the girl, lifted her trouser leg, looked at it carefully, and then said, "This girl, your leg is a little seriously broken." I'm a Langzhong, and I can help you heal. ”

In order to avoid suspicion, Nan Siheng turned around and stood aside.

The girl was a little shrunken at first, but after seeing that Lan Weixing didn't have any malicious intentions, and Nan Siheng also avoided it, she was not so timid.

The girl said timidly, "Thank you, girl!" ”

"How did you get that?" Lan Weixing asked, thinking of a temporary plan in his mind.

The girl swallowed the pain and whispered, "I fell at the foot of the mountain and climbed over." ”

Lan Weixing saw that the clothes on the girl's body did have some traces of friction, nodded, and said, "Girl, is your home near here?" ”

"Well, the girl can just call me Xiangjiao." The girl nodded, with a little cry in her voice, and said, "My family is near here, and I originally went up to the mountain to pick some wild vegetables, but I didn't expect it to be so useless." ”

"My name is Lan Weixing, I'll send you home, it's more convenient to treat at home." Lan MSI suggested.

Xiangjiao looked very excited, nodded hurriedly, and said, "Thank you, MSI girl." ”

In order to facilitate Xiangjiao's treatment, since Xiangjiao's home is nearby, Lan Weixing and Nan Siheng sent Xiangjiao to their home.

"The family is a little simple, and I hope the MSI girl will not dislike it." Xiangjiao was a little embarrassed.

Lan Weixing looked around, heard Xiangjiao's words, and said casually: "It's okay." ”

I saw that Xiangjiao's home was indeed a little simple, but the surface was clean and tidy.

"Are you the only one living here?" Lan Weixing asked curiously, and after a while, he felt that it was inappropriate, and hurriedly added: "I'm just asking, if you live alone, then it may be inconvenient for you to break your leg." ”

As soon as Lan Weixing's words fell, Xiangjiao shook her head, her voice a little low: "I live alone, and my relatives passed away last year." ”

"Sorry to remind you of something bad." Lan Weixing said apologetically.

As everyone knows, she only heard Xiangjiao's sad things, but she didn't see Xiangjiao's vicious eyes under the mask.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Lan Weixing helped Xiangjiao to lie on the bed, and when she saw that Xiangjiao didn't take off the mask when she was lying down, she asked, "Don't you take Miss Xiangjiao's mask?" ”

Xiangjiao reached out and touched her face, and said in a low voice: "No, my face..."

The words that wanted to stop making Lan Weixing think that he had poked Xiangjiao's sadness again, so he just mentioned: "I can help take a look, maybe I can help you." ”

Xiangjiao shook her head and said no more.

Lan Weixing didn't mention it anymore, turned to Nan Siheng and said, "Ah Heng, you go out first, I'll be fine for a while." ”

Nan Siheng looked at Lan Weixing, and Yu Guang glanced at Xiangjiao before nodding, reached out and pinched Lan Weixing's fingers, and said, "I'll be waiting for you at the door." ”

"Well, go ahead!"

When Nan Siheng went out, Lan Weixing returned to the bedside, ready to treat Xiangjiao's legs.

When Lan Weixing was halfway through the operation, Xiangjiao suddenly sat up, probably because her legs were too uncomfortable, and she reached out to touch her legs.

Lan Weixing hurriedly stopped: "You can't touch it yet, you have to bear with it first." ”

It's a pity that as soon as Lan Weixing's words were finished, Xiangjiao's hand that moved into the air suddenly changed direction and stabbed towards Lan Weixing's face, and there was an extra dagger in her hand at some point.

Just when the momentum on Xiangjiao's body changed suddenly, Lan Weixing had already sensed that something was wrong, and quickly stretched out his hand to block.

Lan Weixing's face was cold, his eyes were cold, he grabbed Xiangjiao's wrist in his hand, and quickly bent it, Xiangjiao's palm was already broken.

"Hahaha!" At this time, Xiangjiao suddenly laughed in a low voice.

Lan Weixing slapped Xiangjiao's hand to the side, but unfortunately it was a step too late.

Soon Lan Weixing found out that Xiangjiao's purpose was not to assassinate her, but to drug her, and Lan Weixing was unfortunately hit.

"You!" Lan Weixing wanted to call Nan Siheng, but found that he was unconscious.

The effect of the drug was too great, and she had no time to save herself.

At the moment before Lan Weixing fell into a coma, she was still wondering who would harm her, would Ah Heng be sad when she found out?

If she was killed, what would Ah Heng do?

Xiangjiao looked at Lan Weixing unconscious, and didn't care about her wrist that was broken by Lan Weixing, and directly dragged a broken leg out of bed.

Step by step, Xiangjiao slowly moved to Lan Weixing's side, holding the dagger in her hand, her eyes shining fiercely.

At this time, Xiangjiao took off the mask on her head, revealing a familiar face.

I saw that Xiangjiao's forehead had a particularly large scar, covering the entire forehead, and it looked extremely ugly.

Xiangjiao finally moved to Lan Weixing's side, squatted down, looked at Lan Weixing's good-looking face, and said angrily: "It's all because of you and your wife that I have fallen to this point today." ”

After speaking, Xiangjiao gestured a few times above Lan Weixing's face, and said to herself: "Do you think it's better for me to scratch your face, or kill you directly?" But no matter what, His Royal Highness will be sad, and I will let him taste the loss of his beloved. ”

Xiangjiao is already crazy, and she feels that no matter what, she can't understand the hatred in her heart.

It's all this person in front of her, who caused her family to be ruined, and she endured humiliation and secretly survived to this point.

She placed the dagger close to Lan Weixing's forehead and gently slashed at Lan Weixing's forehead.

It seems that it is not enjoyable, Xiangjiao started the next knife again,

Knife after knife, blood flowed down Lan Weixing's cheek, and soon the scar on Lan Weixing's forehead was pieced together into a pattern, and this pattern was the word "crime".

Xiangjiao stared at the word, seemingly satisfied, she stroked the scar on her face and snorted softly.

She just held on to this "word", and lived secretly until now, in order to survive, she endured the pain and burned her forehead, so that she could cover up that word.

After slashing her cheeks, the next step, Xiangjiao raised her bloody dagger and prepared to stab Lan Weixing's heart with a knife.

Suddenly, the door was slammed open from the outside, and Nan Siheng broke in with a black face, and what caught his eyes was the scene that made him regret it for the rest of his life.

When he saw Lan Weixing lying on the ground, his face was bloody, and there was a dagger pointed at him, at that moment, Nan Siheng seemed to feel that his heart had stopped beating.

When he saw Xiangjiao's face, he kicked Xiangjiao and attacked Xiangjiao with all his internal strength.

Soon, Xiangjiao fainted.

Nan Siheng had never regretted it so much at any time, he really wanted to kick his original self to death.

Why did he let his guard down and leave Ah Xing here alone.

Nan Siheng quickly picked up Lan Weixing, went out and flew on his horse, and hurried to the People's Hospital in the capital.