Chapter 11 See Gongsun Ying again

The two purple-clothed women took Lan Lingluo all the way through the yellow sand area and fled into the woods, the jungle was lush and easy to hide, and the two slowly put Lan Lingluo down, at this time, Lan Lingluo had lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss, and his breath was weak and unconscious. Then another woman in purple rushed over.

"Xiao Qi, how is he?" asked the short-haired woman

"He's still alive, but he's in a coma due to blood loss, he has to be treated immediately, otherwise it's hard to get through tonight, what should the eldest sister do?" the woman looked a little anxious. The woman next to her looked a little frightened when she saw Lan Lingluo, who was covered in blood.

The three of them are the three girls of Ziyue of Ziyan Pavilion, Zi Ting, and Zi Rou, as her mother-in-law expected, Lan Lingluo came to Tiancang Mountain, when they arrived and met Ling Tianhao, if it was any later, what they saw would be Lan Lingluo's corpse, but now Lan Lingluo is only one step away from the corpse, and he can't even see a ghost in this wilderness, I'm afraid he is so seriously injured...

"He's covered in blood, do you want to change his clothes first," Zi Ting said seriously.

"Where can I take care of this now? Zirou said.

"No! we need to get help and get him up. Ziyue looked around, there were all woods, and if she waited here, Lan Lingluo would really die.

Zirou Ziting immediately picked up Lan Lingluo and continued to hurry, the people from Tiancang Pavilion didn't seem to chase after her, but in this forest with no end in sight, Lan Lingluo was afraid that this time it would be more than lucky.

'Wild love is greedy for bait, and the suburbs are tired of fluffy. Green Dragon Amulet, White Dog Immortal Technique....'

A woman on the mountain is carrying a bamboo basket on her back to collect medicine, reading verses in her mouth, the air in the mountain is clear, the grandeur is refreshing, the land in this mountain is moist, slightly damp is the most suitable to grow an annual herb called Daqing root, this herb root and leaves taste bitter and cold, has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying, cooling blood and removing freckles, and the big green leaves can also be eaten as vegetables, which can enhance physical fitness.

At this time, several people appeared halfway up the mountain to break the silence in the mountain.

"Quick.. Fast.. Hurry up" Three purple-clothed women passed by with an injured person, who looked more like he was dead.

"The sword..."When he saw the sword that the woman in the lead held in her right hand, she hurriedly ran over and stopped the three of them.

"Who are you, what do you want to do on our way?" Ziyue couldn't help but ask as she looked at the woman who was blocking the middle of the road and had never met before.

"My name is Gongsun Ying, let me ask you, where did this sword in your hand come from?" said Gongsun Ying, pointing to the Guizi Sword that Ziyue was holding in her right hand.

The three of them looked like they were all over the place, their faces were kind and they didn't look like bad people, and the person in the back was covered in blood, the clothes they were wearing were discolored, their foreheads were deeply buried, and they couldn't see their faces clearly, only the ends of their hair on the top of their heads were swinging wildly, and they looked very badly injured.

"It's a friend of mine, get out of the way, we're in a hurry!" Ziyue said impatiently.

"Where is he? I'm also his friend!" looked at Ziyue with a glint in his eyes, and his left hand involuntarily touched the gourd bracelet on his right wrist.

"This girl please get out of the way, we rush to save people, and he will die if it's too late"

Gongsun Ying spread his hands and blocked the way, "You tell me where Lan Lingluo is, and I will help you save this person!"

Hearing this, Ziyue's eyes lit up, "Are you a doctor?"

"Then you can tell me where Lan Lingluo is now. Gongsun Ying's words were still a little playful.

"Can you really save him? It's great, he's Lan Lingluo!" When Zi Rou heard that the girl in front of her was a doctor, it was like falling into a river, and when she struggled desperately to no avail, a life-saving straw suddenly appeared, and she was extremely excited, Lan Lingluo was saved!

When Gongsun Ying heard this, she was so frightened that a handful of big green roots that she had just picked were scattered on the ground. "You... You.. What do you say?" hurriedly walked up to the injured man and raised the man's head slightly, it was really him! He couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose with his hands, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

"What happened to him, why was he hurt so badly?" Gongsun Ying's voice trembled a little, and he said distressedly.

"Miss Gongsun, please save him quickly, he has lost too much blood and is already unconscious, and if he delays any longer, I am afraid that his life will not be guaranteed!" Zi Rou and Zi Ting put Lan Ling Luo Ping on the ground.

Gongsun Ying never thought that seeing Lan Lingluo again would be such a scene, suppressed her mood, knelt beside Lan Lingluo, and observed Lan Lingluo's condition, her face was pale, there were many knife wounds all over her body, some of which were more serious, and the knife marks on her arms, back and chest were deep. There are no red spots on the eyeballs, but there are bloodshots, the two fingers of the right hand are pulses, the breath is relatively stable, but it is very weak, the side ear leans over Lan Lingluo's chest, and the heartbeat is still normal, fortunately it does not hurt the internal organs.

"The preliminary conclusion is that it is mainly due to trauma and excessive blood loss that caused him to fall into a coma, and I will not let him be fine. Gongsun Ying looked at Lan Lingluo, who was covered in injuries, and said distressedly.

"Then what should we do?" Ziyue hurriedly asked.

"In this way, go all the way along this road to the right, there is a small wooden house about a mile, which I built temporarily, you go there first, and then wring it out with a towel with wet water, apply it to his skin, pay attention to the arms, chest, and back, these three serious wounds do not get wet, so that the cold compress can reduce blood flow and reduce bleeding, and now there is an urgent need for blood tonic grass, fortunately, it is more common in this mountain, you go back to the cabin first and wait for me, I will be back soon!" Gongsun Ying instructed seriously, and after speaking, he was ready to go up the mountain.

"Okay, then you have to hurry!" Ziyue said anxiously.

The three of them supported Lan Lingluo towards the cabin, while Gongsun Ying was alone in the mountains looking for herbs.

Ziyue and the three of them found the hut that Gongsun Ying said, pushed the hut away, there was a small bed on the right, and slowly put Lan Lingluo on the bed, and did everything according to Gongsun Ying's instructions, and the three of them could only wait for Gongsun Ying to come back from collecting medicine.

At this time, there was some movement in the cabin, and they were all busy dealing with Lan Lingluo's wounds just now, and their attention was on Lan Lingluo, and they didn't notice that there was a small inner room in the cabin at all.

At this time, there were several coughing sounds in the inner room, "Gongsun Ying, are you back?"

"Who is it, who is there?" said Ziyue, making a gesture to draw her sword.

When the man heard that the voice was not Gongsun Ying, he slowly walked out, "Who are you?"

Seeing the sick person in front of them, the three of Ziyue relaxed their vigilance, this person's face was bloodless, as white as snow, there was no blood on his face, even his lips were white, he looked a little scary, he was wearing a cyan robe, and he seemed to be struggling to move.

"Are you Gongsun Ying's patient?" Zirou couldn't help but ask.

The man nodded, and Zi Rou hurriedly went over to help the man to sit on the edge of the bed, "What's your name?" Zi Rou asked.

"Ling Tianhan. Who are you?" the man said slowly.

"We are from Ziyan Pavilion, I am Zirou, this is my eldest sister Ziyue, and my sixth sister Ziting. We're here to be friends. Zirou explained.

Ling Tianhan couldn't help but glance at the person lying on the bed when he heard Zi Rou say, the corners of his mouth twitched, his originally weak body began to tremble a little, and he slowly stretched out his right hand to touch Lan Lingluo's face.

"What are you doing?" Ziyue grabbed Ling Tianhan's hand.

"Big sister, he seems to be crying. Zi Ting said on the side.

"I—" Ziyue suddenly let go of her hand.

"Brother Lingluo, you... What's wrong with you?" Ling Tianhan said with his lips twitching.

"What did you just call him?" Zi Rou asked in surprise, and Ziyue and the others all showed surprised expressions, puzzled expressions.

"Ling Tianhan, are you Ling Yunfeng's second son?" Zi Rou asked again. The man wept and nodded.

At this time, Gongsun Ying hurriedly walked in from the outside and saw a group of people surrounding Lan Lingluo.

Gongsun Ying pointed at Ziting and said, "You help him to rest over there." Then he pointed at Ziyue and Zirou, "You two come over to help." You chop this up, and then you chop her into a paste, quick, quick. Gongsun Ying was looking for something in the room, a pot of wine, and a box of ointment. Carefully wiped the wounds on Lan Lingluo's body with wine.

When the wine touched those wounds, Lan Lingluo's body couldn't help twitching, and Gongsun Ying felt distressed.

Ziyue, Zirou got the medicine right, Gongsun Ying applied the medicine, then applied myogenic ointment to the wound, and finally bandaged it, every step was done carefully, and she did it herself.

"Miss Gongsun, Lan Lingluo, is he okay?" Ziyue asked.

"I won't let him have anything to do!" Gongsun Ying said as she looked at Lan Lingluo and looked back at Ziyue and the others, "I didn't have time to ask your names in a hurry before, what do you call them?"

"Ziyue of Ziyan Pavilion, this is my seventh sister Zirou and sixth sister Ziting. Ziyue said.

"What the hell is going on, how could Brother Lingluo be so badly injured?" Ling Tianhan hadn't stopped crying since the moment he saw Lan Lingluo.

"Your brother?" Gongsun Ying looked at Ling Tianhan.

"Yes, my father is Lingyun Feng, the pavilion master of Lingyun Pavilion, Lan Lingluo is my father's righteous son, older than me, I always call him brother. Ling Tianhan said.

"Why haven't I heard you talk about it?" Gongsun Ying said as he looked at Ling Tianhan.

"You haven't asked either," Ling Tianhan coughed twice.

"Then what happened to Lan Lingluo? Gongsun Ying looked at Ziyue and asked.

"We were ordered by our mother-in-law to protect Lan Lingluo, how did we expect that he would already be like this when we caught up with him?" Tiancang Pavilion's words fell Yin, and there ......" Ziyue said and looked at Ling Tianhan.

"And your brother Ling Tianhao. The sword in Lan Lingluo's abdomen was stabbed by your brother. Lan Lingluo should have gone to Tiancang Pavilion to investigate the matter of Lingyun Pavilion, as for why the fight started, we don't know. ā€

"Ling Tianhao, when he came out of the Purple Smoke Pavilion, the disciples all dispersed, but he still refused to believe that the murderer was not Brother Ling Luo. Ling Tianhan said helplessly.

"I see you're so weak, what's wrong with you?" Zi Ting looked at Ling Tianhan and asked.

"Born with a blood disease, it can't be cured!" Ling Tianhan said.

Everyone didn't speak, and Gongsun Ying also knew that Ling Tianhan was born with it, and there was no cure at all, so he could only rely on medicine to maintain his life.