Yamen!
Moruo was stopping the bleeding for Wei Yi, and basins of blood water came out of the house.
Ji Yunshu stood beside the bed and looked closely at Wei Yi, whose face was like a blank sheet of paper.
Although he was in a coma, Wei Yi's eyebrows were slightly twisted together, which made people feel distressed.
She was stunned and frightened.
He blamed himself over and over again, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have taken him out, it's all my fault..."
Her eyes were red, her hands were tightly clasped together, and her fingernails were even deeper into her flesh.
Tears slid down his cheeks, big drops.
Like a string of silver beads connected by a thread.
Guilt and worry almost made her life worse at this moment.
out the door!
Tang Si sat under the porch, wiping his precious silver whip with his clothes, and looked into the room from time to time.
Then he asked Shi Zijin, who was also under the porch with him, "Who the hell are you? Why would someone assassinate you? And they're killing you."
Do not answer.
"Here to appease the yamen. I heard that the county officials were corrupt and arrested. Why are you in the yamen? Could it be that you are also officials?"
No answer!
"What about you!"
Still no answer.
Tang Si snorted, "All of them are monsters. I helped you anyway. It's fine if you don't have a word of thanks, and I like to ignore them."
Somewhat angry!
Shi Zijin glanced at her, sighed deeply, and said, "You better leave quickly."
"Oh, did you speak? I thought you were dumb!" She raised the whip in her hand and walked to Shi Zijin's side, revealing her savage little eyes, "This girl found out that you people from the Central Plains are better than our Hou Liao. People are more interesting, and now I want to go, no way, I plan to stay, in case someone wants to kill you again, I can also help you."
"Need not!"
"It's used. If it wasn't for me, the warlock would have died. He owes me his life, and I have to take it back. Let me go. Isn't it a loss for me? Besides... "
As she said that, she took out the small wooden sign from Ji Yunshu, and held it in her hand, hooking her thin lips.
He continued, "There are so many interesting things in the Central Plains, I can't bear to leave."
Shi Zijin glanced at the little girl, and simply held the long sword in his hand, not bothering to answer.
Tang Si felt bored, so he jumped into the room and saw Mo Ruo sitting by the bed with a solemn expression, while stopping the bleeding for Wei Yi and giving him acupuncture.
After about half an hour, the bleeding finally stopped.
And because of excessive blood loss, Wei Yi's face was terrifyingly pale.
Mo Ruo wiped his hands and stuffed another pill into Wei Yi's mouth. Then he got up and walked to the table to sit down and write a prescription for the yamen girl.
"Hurry up and grab the medicine, it will be tortured for seven minutes."
"Yes."
The girl took the medicine house to get medicine.
Ji Yunshu sat beside the bed, but he didn't dare to touch Wei Yi with both hands, for fear of hurting him.
Seeing the blood on the sheets, her heart was twisted.
"Wei Yi?" She called softly, but without responding, she turned to ask Moruo, "How is he now?"
"It's not good."
"Not good? What is bad?"
Slightly excited.
Moruo said, "A little bit of the wound will shoot directly on the heart, and the body will bleed a lot, and it will hurt the heart, so it depends on the situation."
As soon as she heard it, she bit her lip so hard that she was bleeding.
"It's me, it's all my fault, I shouldn't take him out, if something happens to him, I'll never forgive myself in my life." She gently held Wei Yi's hand, "Why are you so stupid ? Why do you want to save me?"
Mo Ruo glanced here, poured a cup of tea slowly, and then spit out a sentence after drinking, "Don't worry, this kid has a big life and can't die. Just kidding with you to ease the atmosphere."
your sister!
Is it fun to be kidding
Ji Yunshu seemed to be on a roller coaster!
She didn't care about it, but she was relieved to cry, sniffled, and cried and laughed.
Mo Ruo lifted his robe and stood up, picked up the medicine box, and said, "I'll go see Jingrong."
After hearing this, Ji Yunshu remembered.
Immediately say, "His hand..."
"I know, you take good care of Wei Yi, Jing Rong has me."
Having said that, he went out.
Tang Si followed.
"Are you really a doctor?"
Looking at him eagerly.
Moruo squinted at her, "What? Not like it?"
She shook her head and wrinkled her chin, "No, you're like a warlock."
Mo Ruo was not annoyed, "Little girl, you better go, lest you stay for a long time and cause trouble for your upper body."
Saying that, he quickened his pace.
Tang Si was like a piece of candy, ran a few steps to keep up, and bumped his arm with his elbow, "I am your savior, how can you rush the savior away?"
"… "
"Who the hell are you? Are you really officials? Or are you a chivalrous person? Or... you killed people and are running away."
"Well, it did kill people. We are all murderers, and we kill people without blinking an eye, so you'd better leave quickly, or you won't know when you will die."
"Scare me?" Tang Si was disdainful, "What have you not seen before? How could I be frightened away by you? I think you are a bunch of knights, so I decided to follow you and wander together in the future. End of the World."
Showing the style of a chivalrous woman who walks the world with a sword.
Mo Ruo always had a cold expression.
When he approached Jingrong's house, he stopped, turned to face Tang Si, and said solemnly, "Don't follow me any more."
"why?"
Moruo ignored her and walked to Jingrong's house.
Tang Si was about to follow, when a figure suddenly jumped in front of her.
Block the way!
"Stay away, girl." Shi Ziran did not have the good temper of Mo Ruo.
Tang Si knew that he was not his opponent, so he could only look at Mo Ruo's back and stopped.
Inside the View House!
He stood in front of the window, looking out of the window, his hands hidden behind his back, but hidden in his sleeves.
There were still a few drops of dried blood on the ground.
As soon as Mo Ruo came in, he opened the medicine box.
"come over."
Hearing the sound, Jing Rong turned around, walked over with slightly heavy steps, and sat down obediently.
Then he lifted the injured hand and threw it to Moruo.
The sharp point of the sharp arrow had stabbed a very deep incision on his generous palm. The blood had stopped, but the blood on the wound was a little sticky and had a tendency to scab over.
While giving him medicine, Moruo said, "You said, you are still like this and you are still holding on, what about the prince? It is not a god, and it is inevitable to be injured. If I am not by your side, you really want to Wait until the blood dries up and then find a doctor?"
"Small wound."
"Small injury?" Moruo glared at him, "Jing Rong, Jing Rong, do you think your stubborn habit can't be changed?"
"can not."
"Okay, everything you say is right."
Moruo deliberately used a little force on the hand that applied the medicine to him, but she saw her palm shrink slightly and her brows wrinkled.
Moro snickered.
Mo Ruo said solemnly when his bandages were finished.
"This matter, you have no reason to swallow it!"