Section 74 Where is the Wind of Poison (1)

The surroundings were very quiet, and there was no movement at all, but Ling'er felt that Qingfeng Man was coming. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Ling'er walked quickly to the door and opened it. An icy murderous aura came to her face, and Ling'er exclaimed in surprise. Breezer had somehow put his sword around her neck.

Seeing who the other party was, Qingfeng Xia hurriedly withdrew his sword and asked anxiously, "Girl, are you okay?"

Ling'er was stunned, panting and said, "It's okay!

Qingfeng Xia looked in the consultation room, and there was no one else here except Ling'er, so he had already guessed the whole story. He sighed secretly and said, "If the girl is fine, she will ...... first."

"Don't go!" Ling'er saw that he was about to leave, so he hurriedly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and apologized, "Don't be angry, I asked Brother Qi Dian for help." ”

Qingfeng Xia reluctantly stopped, and said lightly: "If the girl wants to see here, she can leave a note directly." "He was really tired, and the wound hurt so much that he hadn't had a good rest in the past two days.

"I'm afraid you won't see me. Ling'er said innocently, "I really have something urgent to find you." ”

"What's the urgency?" asked Qingfeng, turning his head.

"I didn't take care of your wounds at that time, let me help you heal them again!" Ling'er pleaded.

"No, I'll see the doctor in the next place. Please let go!" said the Green Breeze Man, glancing at the corner of his clothes.

Ling'er grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and didn't let go.

Qingfeng had no choice but to reach out and pull away Ling'er's left hand.

At this time, Ling'er stretched out her right hand and put it on Qingfengxia's right hand, and an extremely thin needle pierced Qingfengxia's wrist.

"You ......" How did Qingfeng Xia expect that Ling'er would drug himself again? He was busy trying his luck to stop the spread of the toxin, but Ling'er was able to accurately pierce the needle into the blood vessel every time, and many toxins had spread.

A strong feeling of fainting struck, and Qingfeng Xia's body flickered, and he could only barely stand with Ling'er's support.

"This drug has no side effects, you can rest for a while!" Ling'er said, helping Qingfeng to the side of the bed, trying to let him lie down.

Qingfeng insisted on refusing to lie down, so Ling'er had to let him sit against the bedpost.

Ling'er hurriedly took out the tools that had been prepared and laid them out on the low cabinet next to the bed.

Qingfeng Xia endured a burst of dizziness, looked at all kinds of knives, and asked weakly, "What is this going to do?"

Ling'er was surprised by his tolerance to the drug, but she didn't expect him to be able to stay awake at this time. Ling'er said: "You didn't pull out the arrow when you pulled it out, and you still left a part of it in your body. I'll help you get the rest out. ”

"How does the girl know this?" asked the Blue Wind curiously.

Ling'er glanced at him, and said lightly: "You are feverish." ”

"I have been practicing pure yang internal strength since I was a child, and as long as I use it, my body will heat up. Qingfeng chuckled.

Ling'er made a movement in his hand, and then said: "Please don't question my medical skills, is this so, just look at the wound." After saying that, Ling'er came over to untie Qingfengxia's shirt.

Qingfeng Xia said suddenly: "Come down to yourself." Then, under the urging of Ling'er's gaze, Qingfeng Xia reluctantly unbuttoned part of his shirt with one hand, revealing only his injured left shoulder.

The scarlet on the white bandage made Ling'er's heart ache, and her unbandaged hand trembled slightly.

The wound in front was hideous, a little red and swollen, and although there was no tearing open, there was no sign of healing.

Ling'er took the candle flame and illuminated the wound on the back of the green breeze. The wound healed worse, the redness and swelling were worse, and blood oozing faintly mixed with yellow pus. The situation is even worse than Ling'er imagined!

Qingfeng smiled softly, "What's the matter?

Ling'er ignored him and said to herself: "The wound has not healed yet, try to take out the residue directly." ”

"Isn't it easier to cut it directly?" said Qingfeng lightly, as if he was not talking about his own wound.

"You ......" Ling'er was angry that he didn't care about his body.

"If the girl can't do it, she can do it herself. Qingfeng said, leaning his head against the bedpost and closing his eyes.

"I'm a doctor, how can I not do it?" Ling'er said unconvinced, but when she thought that the object of treatment was him, Ling'er was really afraid that she would be reluctant to do it.

Ling'er moistened the handkerchief and wiped his wound for him.

After wiping the wound, Ling'er held a long needle in her left hand and tweezers in her right hand, ready to start removing the residue. But Ling'er changed many different angles, but she couldn't find a place to start. This action has obviously been carried out countless times in her mind, but if she really wants to do it, she still can't bear it.

After a long delay like this, Ling'er originally thought that he was already asleep, but closed his eyes and said, "It's better to come down by yourself! ”

"No, I can do it without using a knife. Ling'er said to him, more like to herself. After settling down, Ling'er found the most convenient angle to pick open the wound and look for foreign objects.

Once she gets serious, Ling'er will forget everything else, and with Qingfengxia's motionless cooperation, she searched through the wound and pinched out all the foreign objects.

It wasn't until Ling'er finished doing this that he suddenly realized that Shicai had forgotten that he would hurt himself, and that it was not light or heavy.

Ling'er turned her head to look at Qingfengxia. I saw him hanging his head, frowning and silently enduring the pain. Ling'er was shocked in her heart, he didn't say a word when it hurt him so much!

"Did I hurt you?" Ling'er asked him.

Qingfeng turned his head to look at her, shook his head, and whispered, "It's much better than before." Thank you, girl!" his voice was much weaker than before.

Ling'er was so distressed that tears kept falling. She secretly wiped away her tears and bandaged the wounds of Qingfengxia. Then, Ling'er compared the small wooden block taken out with the gap of the collected broken arrow, which was completely consistent, and then she was relieved.

"What's that?" asked the Breeze, "What did the girl keep that?" and with that, he stood up and tried to snatch the broken arrow.

Ling'er hurriedly hid the broken arrow behind him.

Who knew that Qingfeng Xia couldn't even stand steadily, so he took a step and was about to plant to the side, but fortunately there was a cabinet next to him, so he didn't fall.

Ling'er hurriedly put the broken arrow into the small bag, and went over to help him. Only then did I remember that Qingfeng Xia had also been drugged by himself.

Ling'er helped him sit back on the bed, took out a bottle of antidote from the small bag, poured one and handed it to him, saying, "This is the antidote, take it quickly!"

Qingfeng Xia looked at the antidote and didn't take it.

Ling'er understood his concerns, stuffed the pill into his hand, and said, "I'll go out and you can take it again." ”

Then, Ling'er walked out, and when she came to the door, she turned back, took the candle before leaving the consultation room, and took the door with her.

The room was pitch black.

Qingfeng Man took the pill in his hand, and his heart was moved.

Ling'er waited outside the door for a while before knocking on the door and entering, disappointed to find that Qingfeng had quietly left through the side window.