Jun Huailang did hear the voice outside.
It was the noisy human voice and the sound of moving stones. The movement was so loud that it almost drowned out the sound of rain, and it faintly spread into the cave.
But he also felt Xue Yan's state.
He seemed to be amusing himself, but perhaps he didn't even notice that his voice and breath were gradually weakening, and the smile in his voice was also reluctant.
Jun Huailang didn't dare to say anything, he just forced himself to deal with it calmly, wanting him to say a few more words to him.
But in the end, Xue Yan remained silent.
Jun Huailang called to him with a trembling voice, but he didn't respond at all.
It was obviously in vain, but Jun Huailang repeatedly said beside him, asking him to listen to the voices outside.
But Xue Yan never responded to him.
The sobbing in Jun Huailang's tone gradually became heavier, and finally became a whimper.
"Xue Yan, you promised me." His tears fell in the hair of the two of them. "You have to go out well and don't break your promise."
He was already talking to himself at this time, but he insisted on talking to Xue Yan, never getting tired of it.
His voice and body were trembling, and tears were falling down his cheeks.
At this moment, a small voice sounded outside.
"Your Highness, Your Highness?"
The eunuch's unique sharpness is a treasure.
"Here!" Jun Huailang, who never speaks loudly, raised his voice and responded with almost all his strength.
The people outside immediately heard him.
"Here! Dig this way!" Jinbao hurriedly ordered everyone.
"Xue Yan, did you hear that? It was Jinbao's voice." Jun Huailang raised his hand cautiously and touched Xue Yan's face. "The rain hasn't stopped yet. They have already come. After you go out, you can't punish him again."
Xue Yan turned his head slightly under his action, and his weak breath fell on the side of Jun Huailang's neck.
It was extremely slight, like a soft ribbon that could be pulled apart at any time.
Jun Huailang's hands trembled uncontrollably.
The voices outside moved from far to near, and Jun Huailang could gradually hear the sound of tools digging stones.
There must have been a lot of people outside, and they were moving very fast, but Jun Huailang felt that it was extremely slow, and every minute and every second was like a year.
It was only later that he realized that he didn't feel this way just now, all because Xue Yan was with him.
Jun Huailang trembled and whispered in Xue Yan's ear: "You promised me, you just said it."
Just then, there was a clatter.
The stone in front of him broke open, the gravel splashed, and the torrential rain suddenly fell in.
Jun Huailang raised his hand subconsciously, and wrapped his arms around Xue Yan's broad back, blocking the splashing stones and heavy rain for him.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a hot wetness under his hands.
In the hazy rain, he finally saw Xue Yan in front of him.
His head was hanging down by the side of his neck, and he was firmly protected in place in an embracing posture.
And he was dripping with blood from the back of his neck.
Beneath the shattered and dirty satin, there were large wounds that covered the entire back, with deep visible bone injuries, all of which were smashed by rocks that fell from the cliff.
He never knew that a man could shed so much blood.
So much that his tears were mixed with the rain and flowed down his face unknowingly.
"Save him." Jun Huailang used all his strength to squeeze a few words out of his throat.
"Save him quickly."
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In Xue Yan's residence, the door was wide open, and the maids who came in and out were holding blood-stained water and gauze in their hands. Inside and outside the inn, Jinyi Guards were under martial law at this time, up and down, guarding the guards in dark flying fish suits.
The officials were all guarded in the front hall, and no one dared to leave.
And Jun Huailang, sitting outside Xue Yan's door, didn't say a word, and no one could persuade him to leave.
Jinbao's hand had been ground with blood when he was digging the stone just now. Now that he was wrapped in gauze, he couldn't bring him tea.
He came out of Xue Yan's room and saw that the little servant next to him was so frightened by this scene that he didn't even wince. He raised his leg and kicked his calf.
"Just let His Royal Highness sit here?" Jinbao asked in a low voice, gritted his teeth.
The little servant hurriedly scrambled to bring him a cup of hot tea.
Seeing that the tea was in front of him, Jun Huailang rudely didn't raise his hand to receive it, only glanced at it, and then staggered his eyes.
"let it go."
But there was no place to put tea around except the chair he was sitting on.
"This..." The little servant lost his mind and looked up at Jinbao.
Seeing that Jinbao, who could not move his hands, raised his chin and greeted him away.
After watching the servant walk away, Jin Bao cautiously walked to Jun Huailang's side.
Perhaps Jun Huailang himself didn't notice how abnormal his appearance was at this time.
His eyes were empty, and his eyes were red. At this time, his lips were very white and he looked very embarrassed, but no one could persuade him to let him go.
Everyone else said that the Prince of Yongning was frightened, the young master in Beijing, where have you seen such a terrible scene? Others said that it was because King Guangling was seriously injured trying to save him. If something really happened, the Duke's Mansion would definitely be implicated. He was afraid.
But Jinbao could see that the Bodhisattva was worried about his master.
When the two of them were rescued at that time, Jinbao was beside him.
At that time, His Royal Highness held the prince tightly, his eyes were red from crying.
Jinbao had never seen such an expression on the bodhisattva standing high in the clouds.
At that moment, he really thought that the prince would die, and was extremely afraid that the prince would die.
He even begged those who came to save the prince.
Jinbao stopped by Jun Huailang's side and asked carefully, "His Royal Highness?"
Hearing Jinbao's voice, Jun Huailang raised his head and looked at him.
His eyes are still a little empty, with the confusion after the great sorrow and joy.
"You said." He replied politely at this time, completely relying on a copy.
Jinbao advised: "Don't worry, His Royal Highness, the genius doctor who came out of the mountain is inside, and the prince will be fine."
This is also thanks to the young master of the Shen family. At that time, the mountain collapsed, blocking the entire road. Young Master Shen was unscathed, and when he came back, he saw that there was only Xue Yan's horse left, and the rest were buried in stones.
The young master was frightened, and ran all the way up the mountain, just broke into the magical doctor's house. The genius doctor kept pigeons in his house, but the two of them couldn't get out, so they used pigeons and delivered the letter to Jinbao.
If the pigeon hadn't been flying fast, they wouldn't have rescued people in such a timely manner.
And the genius doctor also went out to help out at the request of Young Master Shen begging Bailai.
Jun Huailang hummed, and then returned to his senses: "How is your lord?"
The genius doctor spoke rudely, and Jinbao couldn't answer truthfully for a while.
The genius doctor said that this man's bones are really hard, and if he rested on someone else's body, his spine would be smashed into several pieces.
Is it good for the Bodhisattva to hear this
Jinbao embellished and said, "The genius doctor said that there was no bone injury, it was all flesh wounds, but there was a little more blood."
More than a little blood.
Jun Huailang could clearly see that the rocks behind him that were pried open were stained with his blood.
The rain can't wash it away.
He hummed softly.
Seeing that he responded to him, Jinbao continued his efforts and asked tentatively, "Then His Royal Highness... go take a break and change your clothes?"
After all, when he came back from the mountain, he also got a lot of rain. If the prince wakes up for a while and His Royal Highness falls ill, how can I deal with it
Jun Huailang shook his head.
"I'll wait here," he said. "God healed the wound in a while, and people can enter the room. You can call me again."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and didn't look at Jinbao again.
Seeing this, Jinbao knew he couldn't persuade him, so he had to go back to Xue Yan's room.
The people who serve here are not brought out of Beijing, and they are not easy to handle. Although Jinbao had injured both hands at the moment, he couldn't leave the house for a moment, and he needed to be dispatched and directed.
After Jin Bao left and entered the room, Jun Huailang slowly raised his eyes.
He turned his head to the side and saw servants entering and leaving the room.
Before his eyes, the appearance of Xue Yan just now appeared.
At that moment, if he hadn't been able to feel Xue Yan's weak heartbeat, he would have thought that Xue Yan was dead.
How could anyone endure such a serious injury...
He was still in high spirits, as if nothing had happened, he kept talking to himself and comforting him in turn.
Tears welled up in Jun Huailang's eyes again, but he forcibly held it back.
He withdrew his gaze, raised his hand unconsciously, and put it in front of his neck.
There hung a wolf tooth that was tied to a rough leather rope, warmed by body heat.
With cold fingers, he slowly pulled the wolf tooth out of his shirt and held it in the palm of his hand.
—
After a long time, a lazy voice came from the room.
"If it's not a fatal injury next time, don't come to me again." The man said lazily. "It's not enough for the old man to run back and forth. Yangzhou City knows who I have heard of me, and the old man has retired to the mountains and forests long ago? It's just this time, it's not an example."
Jun Huailang could hear that this was the voice of the genius doctor.
He stood up quickly, and as soon as he walked to the door, he saw Jin Bao welcome him out.
"It's ready!" Jinbao's face was full of joy. "The genius doctor said, just wait for the prince to wake up. His Royal Highness has been worried for a long time, go in and have a look!"
Jun Huailang hurriedly walked over in front of Jinbao.
Almost all the maids in the room had retired, and only a young man who had seen the most in his thirties was packing his medicine box.
There is a strong medicinal smell in the room, intertwined with the original thick sandalwood.
The young man in front of him is the genius doctor of the "old man".
Seeing someone come in, the genius doctor looked up at him, and then his eyes paused.
"This is the other person buried under the stone together?" he asked.
The genius doctor's facial features were quite plain, tall and thin, but he had an air of immortality.
Jinbao hurriedly should.
He looked Jun Huailang up and down, and showed a rather surprised look.
"Not hurt at all?"
This treasure does not know. He turned around quickly and looked at Jun Huailang.
I saw Jun Huailang shaking his head.
The genius doctor was stunned for a while, then laughed several times.
"How strange!" he said. "I've traveled that road many times. It's a blessing to be able to save a life in such a large-scale landslide. How could there be such a thing as unscathed?"
Saying that, he picked up the packed medicine box and stood up.
"Okay, I'm leaving, you stay here and watch him wake up." He raised his eyebrows and smiled, and when passing by Jun Huailang, he raised his hand and patted his shoulder.
"To allow you to stand here with all your beards and tails, the one on the couch is taking his life to protect you."