The sky darkened, and Chang'an City ended the day's hustle and bustle and returned to the quiet of the night, except for a few restaurants that made a living from the night. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In Chang'an City, the lights are sparsely lit up, scattered in all corners of Chang'an City, quietly bright.

On a small street in the south of Chang'an City, which should have been quiet and uninhabited, there was a commotion, from far and near, the sound of horses' hooves, wheels, rolling against the ground, bringing the street to tremble.

It was as if there was a group of people on the way, and I could hear that the people who were in a hurry were in a hurry.

Jiang Weihan woke up from his general state, looked around, it was almost pitch black, Jiang Weihan tried to move his arm, and was surprised to find that the injuries on his body seemed to be much better, at least he could move.

As a medical saint, the number of injuries he suffered Jiang Weihan's heart was clear, at the moment it was just to stop the bleeding, the medicine stone was not applied, this strange change was only the strange breathing, Jiang Weihan thought about it carefully, he didn't know when he fell asleep, he only remembered that he was stupid when he listened to the sound of breathing.

Such a serious injury can have such an effect just by breathing.

Jiang Weihan looked at the wind with bright eyes, if this is used on ordinary people, I don't know what the effect will be.

As soon as the wind lifted like an old monk entering a steady, he didn't move at all, and the sound of breathing was still slow and urgent, with a strange rhythm in it, this fierce tremor, and Jiang Weihan's burning gaze, it seemed that none of them existed for him.

In the night, the blackened bloody clothes on Feng Yiyang's body were connected with the night, if it weren't for the unique sound of breathing, Jiang Weihan would not be sure that the body in the dark was his little junior brother.

A stunned man, the noisy sound of horses' hooves and wheels was clearly audible, and even mixed with the sound of horses snorting, Jiang Weihan suddenly woke up, this team of people and horses was actually coming here, and it was estimated that they had already reached the street corner.

Jiang Weihan struggled to stand up reluctantly, the other party came quickly, and only for a moment, the flying horse's hooves had already appeared in front of him in the dark.

Jiang Weihan didn't react.

"Huh!" The horse stopped steadily in front of Jiang Weihan, and a carriage pulled by two horses behind it also stopped suddenly.

One person turned over and jumped off the horse and landed lightly, it was Yu Xiaoyuan.

As soon as Yu Xiaoyuan landed, he was pleasantly surprised: "Second Senior Brother, why did you stand up?

"How can it be so fast, but it's better, I didn't expect your equestrian skills to be so good, junior sister?"

Yu Xiaoyuan grinned, turned his face to look at Feng Yiyang, and said worriedly: "Feng Yiyang him, is he okay?"

Jiang Weihan glanced back with a strange face, and said something he hadn't said for a long time since he became a medical saint: "I don't know either...... It should be fine, right?"

As he was talking, three men in blue came down from the carriage behind, and couldn't help but say that they came up to frame Jiang Weihan and were about to drag him to the carriage, Jiang Weihan was seriously injured, and he was dragged alive by a few people who didn't stabilize it, Jiang Weihan collapsed and said, "What are you going to do?"

At this time, a man at the head said impatiently: "This girl said that there is a dying person here, I see that your pulse is disordered and weak, and your steps are weak, obviously a sign of serious injury and blood loss, isn't it you?"

In the dim night, this man actually saw through Jiang Weihan's physical condition at a glance.

Jiang Weihan said solemnly: "Your Excellency is also a doctor, disrespectful, I don't know how to call it." ”

The man pointed to the carriage lane: "My name is An Quantao, and I am from the Almond Medical Center." ”

Jiang Weihan looked at An Quantao's fingers, and there were four vermilion characters on the side of the carriage, Almond Medical Hall.

Jiang Weihan couldn't help but admire: "I have heard of the name of the Almond Medical Center in Xia, this is the emergency car of the legendary Almond Medical Center, right? In this way, patients who are seriously injured and cannot be easily moved can also be rescued by the medical hall, which is really ingenious, but Brother An, although he is seriously injured, he is not the person who is dying." ”

An Quantao glanced at him and nodded, signaling the other two to let go of Jiang Weihan, An Quantao muttered: "I see that you can say so much, and you don't look like a dying person, so where is the patient?"

Yu Xiaoyuan covered his face and said, "Brother An, this one is another injured one, and the one I said is there." ”

An Quantao turned his head and glanced at it, and said in horror: "There is still a person here!"

After speaking, he took three steps and made two steps in front of Feng Yiyang, reached out and clasped Feng Yiyang's wrist, Feng Yiyang was still motionless, like a statue.

After a few breaths, An Quantao let go and groaned: "Well, it is indeed a serious injury, although it is not to death, carry him up, and his hands and feet will be lighter." ”

Hearing this, the two men stepped forward and lifted the wind and carefully moved it to the carriage, muttering as they moved:

"This guy smells so much blood."

"This dress can't be stained with blood, can it?"

"It's not going to die, is it still human?"

An Quantao: "......"

Yu Xiaoyuan was dumbfounded and said, "Isn't it dying?" But my second senior brother said that this guy's life is not guaranteed." ”

An Quantao squinted at Yu Xiaoyuan and said, "This kind of thing, do you believe in your second senior brother or doctor?"

Yu Xiaoyuan hurriedly said: "My second senior brother is a doctor......

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Weihan interrupted Yu Xiaoyuan's words and said, "I have a little knowledge of medical Taoism, so I may have misjudged." ”

An Quantao rolled his eyes and said: "Then you are indeed not good at learning, this guy has lost too much blood like you, but the internal force is full and powerful, although the internal injury is serious but not fatal, as long as you recuperate, you can get better, but you, if your external injury is not treated well, you will really die." ”

Jiang Weihan smiled bitterly and nodded, "I've been taught." ”

"Well," An Quantao nodded, reached out and grabbed Jiang Weihan's shoulder, and lifted Jiang Weihan into the carriage with skill, then clapped his hands with satisfaction and said, "You stay well, don't move, and I'll treat your injuries when you get to the hospital in a while." ”

Jiang Weihan smiled bitterly and let An Quantao dispose of it.

The carriage moved slowly, much slower and more steady than when it came.

Yu Xiaoyuan held back a smile, turned over his horse, and followed.

The inside of the carriage was more spacious than it looked, and it was covered with a rather soft carpet, and the body could not easily move when the wind blew, so after being lifted into the carriage, it still maintained a cross-legged posture, and after being carried into the carriage, it looked more like a sculpture.

Jiang Weihan sat opposite Feng Yiyang in the carriage, and the two men in blue sat on both sides of him to treat Jiang Weihan's external injuries, Jiang Weihan let the two of them be busy, staring at Feng Yiyang worriedly.

The wind was still motionless, and the clothes on his body were almost white, nor red, but the color of dried blood, and the heavy smell of blood enveloped Feng Yiyang's whole body.

With Jiang Weihan's eyesight, he could see that there were still traces of wetness on different parts of the entire bloody clothes from time to time, although it was not obvious, but it could be seen that the poison in Feng Yiyang's body had not yet been resolved, and the blood in his body was still oozing out continuously.