When Yue Linglong helped the limping Zhuo Yifan to the door of the Bodhi Temple, the worry in his heart dropped slightly, one was that Zhuo Yifan would be healed immediately, and the other was that he had also gotten rid of the obscenity of the flower knife monk. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is this it?" Yue Linglong said as she looked at the plaque on the lintel of the Bodhi Temple.

Zhuo Yifan nodded, his body shook with it, and seeing this, Yue Linglong hugged him tightly and walked in.

As soon as they entered the gate of Bodhi Temple, the disciples who were cleaning in the courtyard were very frightened and surprised when they saw Zhuo Yifan, who was covered in blood, appear in the temple.

Because when I went out in the morning, I saw Zhuo Yifan doing well, but it didn't take long for him to come back bloody.

Seeing this blood-red scene, everyone couldn't help but be a little scrambling, they took Zhuo Yifan and worked together to set him up on the bed in the nearest room.

This matter soon spread in the Bodhi Temple, and many people rushed to hear the news, especially Huya was very anxious, and he was the first to come to visit.

Seeing that most of Zhuo Yifan's clothes were dyed red, the nervous voice of the little monk changed: "Brother Yifan, are you okay? Why did you shed so much blood?"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head, saying that he was fine, because of the pain, Zhuo Yifan's cheeks twitched a little from time to time.

The Mudun monk, who had been imprisoned for many days, was finally lifted today, and he also came at this time.

He stood in front of the couch and looked very worried, and said angrily: "Senior Brother Yifan, if you tell me who did it, I have to skin him!"

Because there was more flesh on his face, he became angry, and many folds of flesh were folded together, and as his mouth shook up and down, he looked very fierce.

"Third Senior Brother, you're finally out!" Zhuo Yifan said softly.

Mu Dun nodded fiercely, and laughed at himself: "It's been locked up for many days, and if I don't come out again, I'm really going to become a wooden dun." ”

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and the smile was very difficult.

He saw Zhuo Yifan's weak appearance, as if he was going to die, and he looked very worried. Mu Dun then said with a straight face: "Zhuo Yifan, you have to support me, before you kid went to see the Huangya Bang competition, you promised me, but you haven't fulfilled it! You can't die, otherwise I will lose a lot." ”

"Third Senior Brother, what are you talking about?" Huya couldn't help but glance at him and complained, "Aren't you cursing Big Brother Yifan?"

"That's not what I meant!" Mu Dun shook his hands, he wanted to explain further, but when he saw Shangguan Yuqing and Yue Linglong, they were all glaring at him angrily, so he lowered his head and stopped talking, for fear that he would say the wrong thing again and cause public anger.

Yue Linglong, who was standing next to the bed, looked at Zhuo Yifan at this time, silently, as if telling about her gratitude to Zhuo Yifan, her past guilt against Zhuo Yifan, and her deeper understanding of Zhuo Yifan.

Shangguan Yuqing was also very worried, although she didn't say a word, there were tears in her eyes, and they kept rolling in her eyes.

Looking at Yue Linglong, who was closer to Zhuo Yifan than herself, Shangguan Yuqing was very uncomfortable at this time. The feelings of both worry and anger intersected with each other, causing her mood to be mixed for a while.

Because Zhuo Yifan was seriously injured, Zen Master Huiyuan heard the news and hurried over.

"Master is here. A disciple outside the door shouted.

Everyone hurriedly looked back and saw Zen Master Huiyuan coming from the door, so they made way for him.

"Master, Brother Yifan has bled a lot, and his injuries are a bit serious......"

Zen Master Huiyuan raised his hand, stopped what Huya was saying, nodded and said, "Don't worry, let the teacher take a look." ”

Huya nodded and stepped aside.

Zen Master Huiyuan came to the bed, first carefully inspected the wound, and then checked Zhuo Yifan's pulse.

After a while, he spoke: "Yifan's injury, although it was caused by a knife wound, was too deep in one or two places, which made him lose too much blood, and coupled with the uneven blood and qi, it can be said that his life was hanging by a thread." ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel shocked and frightened.

"Master, you have to find a way to save Brother Yifan!" Huya said with a crying voice.

"This master, you can save him!" Yue Linglong said.

......

For a while, the voices of Zen Master Huiyuan trying to find a way to save Zhuo Yifan were everywhere.

He waved his hand, stopped what everyone was about to say, and folded his hands and said, "Amitabha...... Fortunately, I took some hemostatic medicine, otherwise I would have been tired. He looked at Yue Linglong next to him, and because of his face, he asked him, "Girl, you fed this hemostatic medicine!"

Yue Linglong said: "Yes, I fed him a lot on the way back. ”

Zen Master Huiyuan nodded, then took out a red pill from his arms, opened Zhuo Yifan's mouth, and threw it in.

"I just fed him a qi and blood pill, which can only temporarily stabilize the flow of his blood. Zen Master Huiyuan turned around, put a bottle of trauma medicine on the table, and swept over the crowd: "There are still some medicines for trauma here, you can apply them to him in a while, and it should make a difference." ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts fell at this time.

However, although his external injuries did not affect his life, his internal injuries were not so optimistic. ”

"Before the pill loses its medicinal properties, he must be given the medicine to treat internal injuries, otherwise everything will be wasted. ”

After everyone heard this, the hearts that had fallen just now were suspended again at this time.

"Master, how long will it take for this potion to be exhausted?" Huya asked.

"It was supposed to be two hours. He looked at Zhuo Yifan, shook his head and said, "Because he drank wine, it is estimated that the medicinal power will be lost by half." ”

"That means there's still an hour?" Yue Linglong said.

After hearing this, Zen Master Huiyuan nodded to it.

"Master, then we should hurry up and prepare!" Huya said anxiously.

"Yes, for an hour, the preparation of these internal wound medicines is still a bit urgent, and there is no delay. He turned to Huya again and shouted, "Huya, you accompany Master to prepare medicine." ”

"Hmm!"

Huya nodded in response, and followed Zen Master Huiyuan towards the outside.

After taking two steps, Zen Master Huiyuan turned around again and said, "When you apply medicine to him, remember to treat his wounds with warm water. With that, he walked out.

Yue Linglong turned around and looked at Mu Dun and Shangguan Yuqing, because she was a woman after all, she was really embarrassed to ask her to scrub a man's wounds.

Seeing Yue Linglong looking at him, the Mudun monk hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head: "This kind of fine work, don't look for me, I can't do it." With that, he turned around and ran out.

Before leaving, he shouted loudly, "Master, I'm here to help you get medicine." ”

Seeing Mudun running away, Yue Linglong looked at Shangguan Yuqing, and saw that her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her face was handsome, Yue Linglong couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Seeing Yue Linglong's gaze, Shangguan Yuqing mistakenly thought that she wanted to let herself help, so she hurriedly said, "I'll go and prepare hot water for you." (To be continued.) )