Satsuki's injuries are even more serious.

Because I was holding Satsuki and running as hard as I could, buying precious time to save her life.

But due to my lack of physical strength, I still fell on her many times along the way.

When she ran to the nearest medical clinic in the town, Satsuki had almost stepped into the ghost gate. Lu You was so anxious that he didn't take a few breaths, so he flew up to the eaves and rushed to Lujia Villa to invite his uncle.

"How did this hurt?" the old man with a goatee stroked his beard calmly, his eyebrows raised, and the folds on his face that were already furrowed and horizontal became more obvious. A thin hand rested on Xiao Yue's vein, and the old man sighed: "The injury is really not light!

I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely and said, "Don't ask, you can treat her quickly." ”

Lao Langzhong said: "The way of practicing medicine, pay attention to looking, hearing and asking, I don't ask how to heal her wounds?" He stood up, walked to Li Xiaoqian's side again, touched his pulse, looked at his injuries again, and said, "This doesn't need to be treated first." ”

I was shocked and exclaimed, "He's not saved?!" and a strong sadness arose.

Li Xiaoqian woke up at some point, he seemed to hear Lao Langzhong's words, reached out and grabbed my hand and said, "Dan Bing, I'm going back!"

The old man glanced at him and said, "Don't be hypocritical, you can't go back!" He put his hand on Xiaoyue's neck, frowned, shook his head incessantly, and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity." I'm afraid I'm really going back!" He turned around and walked up to Li Xiaoqian again, and said, "Let's save this first." ”

This old man didn't know Li Xiaoqian's origin, so he didn't understand what Li Xiaoqian meant. When Li Xiaoqian said "go back", he was going back to his home nine hundred years later, while Lao Langzhong said "going back" was to go back to the place where people were reincarnated.

I looked at Satsuki, and my heart ached like a knife. Lao Langzhong said that she was going to "go back"! My nose was sore, and my vision was blurred by tears.

She could have been saved. I fell to her death. I feel guilty.

"Don't fucking save me!" Li Xiaoqian suddenly shouted with all his might: "Let Lao Tzu go back!

Lao Langzhong ignored it, and began to block the acupoints around Li Xiaoqian's wound with silver needles, and said while giving the needle: "You said you would go back, do you want the old man's reputation anymore?"

Li Xiaoqian began to writhe, resisting Lao Langzhong's healing.

Lao Langzhong snorted, took out a brown medicine bag from the medicine box, covered Li Xiaoqian's nose, and after a while, Li Xiaoqian fainted. He took a sip and said, "The old man has been practicing medicine for decades, and he can still let you smash the signboard?" Since you have entered my door, you have to get out alive!"

I said, "What did you do to him?"

Lao Langzhong said: "He's not honest, I gave him a little numb!" As he spoke, all his needles had been lowered, and Li Xiaoqian not only had a knife in his abdomen, but also more than 20 shiny silver needles, looking like a hedgehog.

"Come, come, come!" the old man beckoned to me, "hold him down, and I'll draw the knife." ”

I wiped the tears from my eyes and glanced back at Satsuki. Although he is reluctant, he must always be afraid of those who can be saved. I pressed Li Xiaoqian's shoulders, and Lao Langzhong held the hilt of the knife and lifted it upwards sharply, as if pulling the knife out of its sheath.

The difference is that the knife does not spurt blood when it comes out of the sheath.

Li Xiaoqian's wound spurted a lot of blood.

I exclaimed, "He's spurting blood!"

Lao Langzhong unhurriedly began to apply herbs to Li Xiaoqian's abdomen, saying, "Don't worry. After taking the old man's medicine, the bleeding will stop immediately. Sure enough, wherever the medicine was applied, the blood from that wound immediately stopped, and when Lao Lang's Chinese herbs covered Li Xiaoqian's wound, there was no trace of blood coming out of the entire wound.

Although Li Xiaoqian's injury came inexplicably, he was finally saved.

However, Satsuki was still lying quietly on another bed. Her lips, which were as red as ripe apples, had turned pale, but her face, which had been white and red, was as white as white paper.

I looked at Satsuki in a daze, as if I felt her soul being withdrawn from her body. I wanted to reach out and grab it, but no matter how hard I tried, what I grabbed was always air that I couldn't grasp, like water, which would always flow out of my palm the moment I clenched my fist.

Moon!

I shouted her name from the bottom of my heart. I suddenly felt a sadness that I had never felt before, even when Master Eight Spears died, my heart did not hurt like such a drop of blood.

Why?

Why does my heart hurt?

Is it because of guilt?

If I could, I would rather be lying on that cold bed, feeling the horror of the soul being stripped of the body. As long as it can be exchanged for Satsuki's life.

"Bang".

The door to the infirmary was kicked open with great force.

Lao Langzhong looked at the wooden door that was kicked into a big hole, his eyes were full of anger and heartache, and he shouted: "Do you have to kick it with your foot?

"Where's Yue'er?" a middle-aged man with a short head and a thin face appeared at the door. He was in his forties, dressed in plain black, and his eagle-sharp eyes swept around the room, and finally landed on the motionless Satsuki.

He walked quickly to Xiao Yue's side, grabbed Xiao Yue's wrist, suddenly frowned, and shouted, "Who hurt her like this?"

I guess the person in front of me should be Lu Shi. I looked out the door and didn't see Lu You, thinking that it must have been Lu Shi who received Lu You's news, so I rushed to rescue Xiaoyue first.

I was inexplicably nervous, and my heart was pounding. But then I began to wonder again, was he really Lu Shi, why didn't he say "It's you!" this time, "Why are you here?".

He looked at me like he was looking at a stranger.

"What do I ask you?" he began to growl, "who hurt her like this?"

I said, "It's Chen Boyang." ”

The man's face suddenly turned like ashes, and he muttered, "Yes, is it the one from the Kuocang faction?"

I nodded, and he suddenly burst into tears, hugged Xiaoyue and cried bitterly: "Daughter!

He turned out to be Satsuki's father.

"Stop howling!"

A scolding came from outside the door. After a rush of footsteps, Lu You appeared in front of me, and standing beside him was an old man in his fifties, with gray hair and a very serious expression, his cold gaze first glanced at Xiaoyue and her father, and then swept over me.

He looked at me and suddenly his expression froze.

My heart suddenly tightened together, and the blood seemed to rush to the top of my head in an instant, and I was dizzy!

It's him!

You can't go wrong again!

The moment I came into contact with the old man's eyes, I was extremely sure that he was the man in black, and that he was the one who killed Yuanxin.

"Why are you again?" he asked me.

I felt like I was shaking everywhere in my body.

Why should I tremble?

I'm not supposed to tremble. Although I witnessed him kill Enshin, he didn't have the slightest intention of killing me at the moment.

Still, I trembled uncontrollably.

Lu You looked at us in astonishment and asked, "Uncle, do you recognize him?"

As I have long guessed, he is really Lu Shi!

Lu Shi stared at me for a long time, suddenly shook his head, and said slowly: "No, although it is very similar, he is not!"

"Can you save my daughter first?!" Satsuki's father roared angrily.

Lu Shi, who was in deep thought, was so frightened by him that he trembled, and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Brother Xiao." ”

Brother Xiao?

It turns out that Xiaoyue's surname is Xiao.

That is, the word she wrote on the table that day was not Xiaoyue, but really the word "Xiao".

I'm not mistaken. It was Li Xiaoqian who was wrong, Li Xiaoqian, who pretended to be smart.

Thus, one should stick to what one believes, and if one blindly listens to others without confirming them, one may miss the right answer.