Jing Rong's weak voice echoed in his ears.
Obviously the whole person is softened, and the words are still brave.
Ji Yunshu's hands were raised on both sides as if they were exploding, and his ten fingers were tensed at a loss.
The weight on her body caused her knees to gradually bend, and finally, gritted her teeth, her hands pressed against Jing Rong's waist, supporting his body that was about to fall.
There was only a paper-like distance between the two. Ji Yunshu's ear was just on Jing Rong's firm chest. on the eardrum.
However, now is not the time for her to blush.
"You... hold on, I can't hold you."
She was struggling to support him, but she couldn't move her footsteps.
Or let him go and let him fall into a "smashed".
This thought flashed through Ji Yunshu's mind, it was too evil.
no!
"My lord."
It is like the sound of heaven, from far to near.
Lang Bo was startled by the corpses on the ground, and then ran over, seeing his prince all over Ji Yunshu, he was stunned.
"What are you in a daze, pull your prince away." Ji Yunshu's tone increased.
Lang Bo is a rough guy, so naturally he doesn't have the light-handedness of a girl's family. When he pulled Jing Rong away from her, he directly used a bar, ready to carry his prince back home!
Ji Yunshu twisted his pantothenic shoulders and pulled Lang Bo back.
"Where to? Put him down." His voice was urgent, his face solemn.
Lang Bo quickly and obediently placed Jing Rong, who had passed out, on the cold ground.
The next moment, Ji Yunshu squatted down, grabbed a corner of his robe, and pulled hard, tearing off a piece of long cloth.
The next moment, he pinched Jing Rong's slashed sleeve gap and pulled hard again, revealing the wound stabbed by the sword.
Arms are all stained with black blood!
"Your Highness is injured?" Lang Bo exclaimed.
Man, are you blind? Your prince has fainted. He was not injured, could he fall asleep
Now, Ji Yunshu can't care about "teaching" him.
She tied the torn long cloth three inches above Jingrong's wound to prevent the venom from spreading all over her body.
After doing this, Ji Yunshu raised his head and said to Lang Bo.
"There is a jar of liquor next to the tablet enshrined in the house, hurry up and bring it here."
"Yes." Slavery makes trouble!
Lang Bo ran into the room with his legs, and found Baijiu accurately, crouched down, and handed it to Ji Yunshu.
Taking the wine jar, Ji Yunshu poured a sip into his mouth, and then sprayed it on Jing Rong's wound, where white bubbles burst out instantly.
Like Sprite vs Red Bull!
Sizzle.
Lang Bo, who didn't know why, stared at him in a hurry, and before he could react, he saw Ji Yunshu put his hands on the arms of his prince, bent down, and put his mouth toward the wound.
He sucked out the black blood, spit it out, sucked it again, spit it out again.
Back and forth a dozen times, give up!
Ji Yunshu's mouth was full of black blood at this moment.
It was obviously winter, but she was sweating profusely.
"Sir, is this my lord?" Lang Bo asked nervously.
"He was poisoned with grouper poison, which is very strong, but fortunately it hasn't penetrated into the bones, so he won't die." Ji Yunshu replied, he got up from the ground with the wine jar in his arms, and hurriedly added: "Hurry up and bring your prince in. "
"Yes." It was servile again.
Following the direction Ji Yunshu pointed, Lang Bo led his prince into a resting hut and put him on the bed.
During this time, Ji Yunshu ran into Fu Bo's hut holding the jar of wine, and treated Fu Bo's wound in the same way as before.
Immediately afterwards, the well-versed found a few medicinal herbs in Yizhuang, hurriedly mashed them, applied them to Jingrong and Fubo's wounds, and then bandaged them one by one.
If the wound is treated later, I am afraid it will definitely die.
After all the work, she was so tired that her feet became weak, she twisted her neck, and took several deep breaths.
Finally done!
Lang Bo is unclear: "Sir, what kind of medicine did you give Wang Ye?"
Will it be cured
This Lang Bo really had the same virtue as his prince, for fear that she would poison them to death.
Frowning, Ji Yunshu said, "Those are just ordinary herbs, ginger, baoxiangdi, and diced violet, mashed together in one piece, and applied to the wound, they can stop bleeding and drive away poison, and they won't kill people."
"How could Wang Ye be poisoned?"
In fact, Ji Yunshu didn't quite understand the structure of these ancient people's minds, how could they always love poison and poison!
Don't poison, just use hidden weapons!
Silly!
"If you want to know, go out and see those men in black. Jianjian will kill your prince."
When Ji Yunshu said this, Lang Bo rushed out. Wouldn't he have broken those corpses into tens of thousands of pieces to avenge his family's prince's poisoning
Turning his head, Ji Yunshu glanced at the pale face on the bed.
At this moment, his face was a little less aggressive, and he was more gentle and gentle. Those deep and perfect eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, and the lips that were not angry when they were pressed tightly, also restrained their sharpness.
It really is a perfect skin.
Probably because he was surprised that he was so "obsessed", Ji Yunshu's eyes suddenly panicked, and there was an inexplicable tension.
In his mind, the scene of Jing Rong protecting himself in his arms just rose again. When I think about it now, although I am very grateful, it is vaguely vague, and my face is red.
Although the culprit for tonight's incident was him.
But after all, it was he who took the sword for herself, and she should still be grateful to this Buddha.
The more she thought about it, the more panicked Ji Yunshu's heart was, making her restless.
Simply, go out.
Outside, Lang Bo was looking at the men in black one by one, his eyes dignified and his brows furrowed.
Ji Yunshu also said casually: "These killers not only want people's lives with their swords, but they even smear poison on their swords, and they are coming for Prince Rong. It can be seen that their only purpose is to kill your prince."
Hey, hey, tell the truth, did your prince owe others money and not pay them back, forcing them to buy and kill people!
Langbo was speechless.
Ji Yunshu twisted his nose. In addition to the original smell of bones, the whole yard now had a strong smell of blood.
There was a sudden curiosity in her heart.
When he walked to one of the men in black and was about to squat down, Lang Bo stopped her: "Sir, who are you?"
"Curious." She spit out two words and put Lang Bo's words back.
Immediately, he tore off the mask on the face of one of the men in black, with dark complexion, rough facial features, and a beard.
Just an ordinary person, who would not give up, Ji Yunshu tore off the masks of the other men in black one by one.
They are all ordinary people's faces, nothing strange.
She just got up, she didn't know what she kicked on her foot, and there was a "bang" sound.
Looking down, a blue jade pendant landed at her feet, she bent down to pick it up, took it in her hand and looked at it carefully.
The round jade pendant is also engraved with a few clustered pear flowers.
It's not fancy, but it's beautiful.
It's just, a bit familiar!