Chapter 222: The Odds of Living
(Go to the net.)
"Song Yu, I think it's still like this. Go to the net --.7-K--o-m. The imperial city will be handed over to me to fight, and you and Song Xu only need to concentrate our forces to deal with the rest of Su Tongwen. I've gathered an army of 100,000 people, and I want to give you a helping hand. Ling Xiaohan suggested.
"Brother Ling, thank you, if it weren't for your help this time, I don't think we would have been able to attack the imperial city so soon, and when the matter is completed, I will definitely divide the ten counties in Jiangnan to you." This alliance was proposed by Ling Xiaohan on his own initiative, and Song Yu also knew very well in his heart that the main reason why he wanted to help him was Lan'er, and it was reasonable that he didn't want to owe Ling Xiaohan anything.
"No, I've made it clear before, I'm doing this for Lan'er. Song Yu, if you lose her, don't blame me for taking her away. ”
In the half-open doorway, the figure flickered, and there was a slight sound. Song Yu didn't need to look to know who was pushing the door in.
Don't worry!?
It's her new name!
This room was a room that no one could approach at this moment except her.
"Come!" He stared at her, his gaze indifferent, but unusually persistent.
She is his Yun Jinshi, she is his Wei Youlan, but she has forgotten everything, forgotten her name, and forgotten all the past, promises and love between him and her, and only remembered that she was Mo Chou. Go and see the net. oM/ I invited a doctor to come for treatment, but I didn't see anything unusual. Later, Xu Mo revealed the reason, it turned out that she suffered a severe brain injury when she fell off the cliff, and a blood clot was left on her head, so she lost her memory and the ability to distinguish colors.
"Do you have a headache today?" He didn't want to ask her so much in front of other men, but when he saw her somewhat pale face, some tired eyes, and a few wet strands of silk next to her ears, he couldn't control the inquiry.
The blood in her brain is not without cure, but her current situation is not optimistic. The blood clot grew bigger and bigger, causing her ears to bleed, her headache splitting, and her spirit almost collapsed. Xu Mo said that as long as acupuncture can be carried out, the blood clot in her brain can be eliminated, but Lan'er's current situation is very unstable, and it may be dangerous to rashly apply needles, so she can only wait for her condition to stabilize before treatment.
There were originally four people connected to Song Yu in the room, Ling Xiaohan, Xu Mo, and Song Xu. They were discussing how to attack the imperial city next, and Song Yu's personal bodyguard Sun Xin was guarding the door.
After hearing Song Yu's words, Mo Chou didn't approach directly, but just stood at the door with some embarrassment. The ambiguity between him and her, after these days of getting along, she has slowly adapted to it. She even knew that she didn't reject him in her heart, but reason had always regarded him as an enemy. Go to the net --.7-K--o-m.
She didn't move, he didn't urge, but the gaze on her face grew hotter, almost wanting to burn her cheeks.
The dark canopy of the sky, the disturbance of a dark gray patch. Occasionally, the moon showed half of her face in the clouds, and when she looked at it, she retracted back into the clouds. There are not many stars, and the few points that fall sporadically next to the moon make the originally lonely night sky a little more vibrant.
Song Xu stood closest to the window, he raised his head to look at the stalemate of the two, and said slowly: "The matter is almost over, I'm also hungry, go eat something first." ”
Xu Mo heard the implication in Song Xu's words, and also stood up and walked towards the door. Only Ling Xiaohan was still leaning against the wall next to Song Yu's bed, and he didn't mean to move at all.
"Brother Ling......" Song Xu walked to the door and deliberately called again, Ling Xiaohan still didn't move, just looked at a half-lying and standing pair with a good look on his face. The tall and slender body was straight beside Song Yu, Song Xu secretly sighed and turned back, pulled up Ling Xiaohan and walked out: "Brother Ling, let's go, let's eat!" ”
"But I'm not hungry." Ling Xiaohan smiled half-pushing. [Okay, I admit, this paragraph is a bit of a spoof again~] "I'm hungry, can you eat with me?" Song Xu finally succeeded in pushing Ling Xiaohan out of the room.
Xu Mo also sighed secretly on the side, did he really not understand? I'm afraid that I deliberately want to stay here and watch a good show. Ling Xiaohan didn't seem to be too worried about Song Yu's injury, not only him, maybe Sun Xin and Song Xu weren't too worried, because they knew Song Yu's endurance and physique. But only he knows Song Yu's current condition best, the wound cannot heal, the blood in his body is losing little by little, and the wound is in danger of festering at any time. His spirit still looks the same as before, but in reality? His body was bleeding uncontrollably, and it only deteriorated.
In fact, the ideal course of action is to carry out "fire therapy" early, but the bone injuries on his body are secretly dangerous.
And for Song Yu, the further he goes, the more dangerous he is afraid. So he communicated with Song Yu this morning, hoping to make a decision no matter what, delaying time will not really solve the problem. Song Yu is not an ordinary person, he knows his body well, and he knows the crisis he has to face. He only asked him one sentence: "What are the chances of surviving after 'fire therapy'?" ”
How much?
Xu Mo had never faced such an inquiry with such bitterness and helplessness.
He has not solved the blood-red poison, but he has only seen relevant records in the medical book left to him by the master. If the wound is not in the vital area, the chance of surviving is 80% if it is treated with "fire therapy" within a day. After a day, the chance of surviving is only sixty percent, and Song Yu, his injury is in the chest, and it has been ** days since he was injured. Even if his physique is better than that of ordinary people, and then controlled by drugs, he can survive this injury, but if he delays treatment until this time, the chance of surviving is only fifty percent very reluctant.
And Song Yu asked very directly, he asked about "the probability of survival", not the probability of "recovery", which shows that he has a little bottom in his heart.
But the answer he gave him at the time was: "Seventy percent!" ”
He didn't want to deceive, he just hoped that such an answer could give Song Yu a little spiritual support.
After listening to this, Song Yu just smiled faintly and nodded, but his eyes were full of compassion and concern. After a long silence, he spoke: "If I have any longs and two weaknesses, you have to promise me to help me take Lan'er out of here and send her to a safe place." ”
Such an explanation was like a last word, which only made Xu Mo ooze powerlessness and despair from the depths of his heart.
"When you're ready, take her yourself." Xu Mo deliberately refused and rejected.
Song Yu only smiled lightly and sadly, but did not refute it, because he knew that as long as it was about Lan'er's request, Xu Mo would never really refuse. And with Xu Mo's feelings for Lan'er, such an arrangement is the best arrangement he can think of for Lan'er at present.
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