It was dark.
In the Sanyu Building of Chunan City, there is a slow smoke of medicine, and bursts of incense burners.
Yu Jinnian sat behind a desk in the room, quietly flipping through the record books of the past few months in the building, while slowly frying a pot of medicine in a small clay oven, seeing that the medicine had been boiling for a long time, and the lid was on the top. Jumping up firmly, Yu Jinnian got up, picked up the water that had been prepared, added some more, and continued to cook. He picked up the cinnabar-stained pen and scratched a few strokes on the booklet, and then heard a few light coughs from inside the bed.
Hearing the sound, he put down the pen and paper, rolled up his sleeves and walked over to have a look. He saw the person on the bed move his eyes, and then slowly opened them.
Min Xuefei opened his eyes drowsily, feeling pain and chills all over his body, and he couldn't lift any strength. He remembered that before he was knocked unconscious, he was still speeding along the forest path, surrounded by swords and swords, why? When I woke up, I was already in someone's house, and I could smell a strong smell of medicine. Could it be that the out-of-control carriage took him to some village and was rescued by kind villagers
He wanted to get up and thank him for saving his life, but when he turned his head, he was facing the face of an old acquaintance.
The old acquaintance grinned: "Ah, Second Young Master Min, are you awake? Are you surprised?"
"..." Min Xuefei had a headache, "Yu Jinnian? Why is it you."
Yu Jinnian sat on the side of the bed, felt that his fever had not subsided, and felt his pulse: "Mr. Min said this, if it wasn't for me, would you still be lying here?" The pulse is slightly weak, but it's not a big deal. The problem is that he has been running around for days, got injured again, and his body is a little weaker. He was relieved, and he had the leisure to make fun of Second Young Master Min, "Oh, Yu Mou counted, this is Second Young Master Min. It fell on me three times."
"It seems that the two of us are naturally at odds, and our characters are incompatible." Min Xuefei moved his hands, and suddenly gasped in pain.
Yu Jinnian raised his eyebrows, and he also agreed with this sentence very much: "Okay, don't move. You were stabbed twice in your arm, but nothing else, you still have a little fever, just rest assured for a few days. This time It's okay, I didn't stab myself like last time, but my body was bruised and purple from the collision in the carriage, and my forehead was also hit... Master Min, what's the matter with you, you bumped into the carriage all the way happy?"
What kind of description is Pengpengle? Min Xuefei had a headache, and slowly turned his eyes around: "Is this the capital? Or Chunan City?"
Yu Jinnian poured a glass of warm water, helped him up and drank it, and then nodded, "It's Chunan Prefecture. But I heard that the second son of Min is going to Fengcheng, which is not too close to Chunan, so why did he suddenly come to our territory? gone?"
Min Xuefei's face was not very good-looking, and she didn't want to talk much, so she suddenly fell silent.
Yu Jinnian was just talking to him, seeing that since he didn't want to open his mouth, he had to flee south because he had encountered some troubles in Fengcheng. Don't force others, pat your ass and prepare to leave.
Before leaving, remember to feed him the medicine first.
With an injured arm, Min Xuefei was fed a stomach full of bitter medicine. When Yu Jinnian was about to go out, he remembered and asked, "Where is the person who saved me?"
Yu Jinnian was puzzled: "Who? You are the only one in the carriage."
Min Xuefei frowned, and shook his head slowly after a while: "Forget it."
Yu Jinnian thought he was weird, so he walked out of the room, and saw Shi Xing and Duan Ming entered the building with an injured person on their backs, kicked open an empty room randomly, Yu Jinnian hurriedly followed, took a look and was put into the building by them. The person on the bed couldn't help being startled: "Who is hurt like this?"
Compared with Mr. Min, who was thunderous and rainy, this one is not bad, bloody and bloody. His body is covered with scarlet stains, and half of his sleeves are full of blood, dripping down from the side of the couch. A long, thin-edged sword was still clenched tightly in Li's hand. The wounded patient seemed to be unconscious, but he still refused to let go of his fingers. In order to remove the sword from his hand, Duan Ming and others managed to avoid breaking his fingers together.
When he was feeling sad, Yu Jinnian took a pen from the table, walked quickly to the bed, quickly stroked his arm with one hand, and felt the acupuncture point, and held the pen holder upside down with the other hand, and pressed hard on the small sea point between his elbows One. The man's forearm jumped suddenly, his fingers went numb for a moment, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Shi Xing hurried to pick it up: "Young master has a way!"
The sword is a good sword, the blade is thin, and when you shake it lightly with the back of your finger, the room is full of sharp sounds, and I don't know what kind of material it is made of. As if newly cast, it shone with a cold light, and the blood beads were stained, like a lotus leaf touching the dew, and fell as soon as it rolled, making people have to marvel at this uncanny workmanship.
If you look carefully, you can still see two words engraved on the joint between the sword body and the hilt, which is called "Wu Calamity".
Yu Jinnian took it over and looked at the sword and the name. He always felt as if he had seen it somewhere before. After thinking about it for a long time, he said softly, "Quji!"
When Yan Chang was in the cabin, he had a similar sword hanging on the wall, with the words "Quji" engraved on the scabbard. The "Quji" is quite similar to this one, but it seems that the blade is wider, and "Wuhai" looks more delicate.
Duan Ming and Shi Xing suddenly turned their heads to look at him, and Ji Hong, who had heard the news, also stopped in front of the door.
Yu Jinnian didn't know what he said wrongly, and seeing everyone's eyes were not quite right, he hurriedly returned the sword to Shi Xing, and went to look at the wound on the couch awkwardly. He cleaned a towel from the copper basin, wiped it along the head and neck of the injured, saw clearly the true face under the blood and mud, and was quite surprised again: "Jing Zhong?"
"It was he who saved Mr. Min." Duan Ming didn't dare to say more, turned to look at Ji Hong, and said to Yu Jinnian in a low voice, "Mr. Lao rescued him. My son... still has a lot of things I want to ask him." .”
"This blood loss is so much..." Yu Jinnian sighed sadly, "I will try my best."
He ordered Mr. Luo to be called, and then called two skilled surgeons to help, and arranged a few dexterous nurses: "Go and prepare a few more pots of pure water and silk threads. The few commonly used knives and needles were boiled and sterilized... Such a deep wound must be sutured."
Everyone was busy as instructed, while Yu Jinnian washed his hands, dipped a cotton cloth in spirits, and wiped off all the blood around the wound that obstructed his vision, and asked someone to press on the bleeding wound to temporarily stop the bleeding. After all the sterilized utensils were delivered, we screened out irrelevant idlers and began to suture patiently.
But Jing Zhong's biggest danger is not these wounds, but blood loss. Just looking at the strips of clothes and cloth that have sucked blood, Yu Jinnian feels his right eye twitching wildly. He can do a simple blood match, but now there is too little time, so he can only debride the wound first and seal the open wound. If something happened during the stitching of the wound, it can only be regarded as Jing Zhong's own bad luck.
The boy in front of the bed sewed up the reversed flesh little by little with one hand and the other. Mr. Luo watched anxiously and helped wash with pure water to clean up the blood. Other doctors watched and studied, and some came in and out. hot water.
There was a little medical student, Xu Shi, who had just left his teacher and rarely saw such a bloody scene. Yu Jinnian used a pair of silver tweezers to search back and forth in the red and rotten skin without changing his face, and the meat inside was still moving with Jing Zhong's breathing. Jumping and jumping, small streams of blood gushed out, his whole body seemed to have been skinned, exposing bright red flesh and snow-white bones, he felt his stomach churning, couldn't hold it back, rushed outside and retched for two weeks Voice.
"I found it." Yu Jinnian picked out the damaged blood vessel, and when he came back to his senses, he heard the movement of the doctor vomiting, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue, "I haven't seen the world, how can I practice medicine in the future? If you want to vomit, don't." Stained my desk."
Two more people withdrew one after another, and those who remained were willing to learn this kind of thaumaturgy from Yu Jinnian, and one of them even took over Mr. Luo's work. After all, the old man was getting old and he couldn't stand for long. The doctor who helped to open the wound so that Yu Jinnian could look for the blood vessels also calmed down before he dared to do it, but he was also apprehensive, and looked at the young man who was sewing up from time to time, thinking: "How dare he, this But a real person!"
But he did dare, and he was not afraid of danger-how much courage and experience did he have to dare to do so
Yu Jinnian stared intently at the needle and thread under his hand, and said while stitching: "Is there such a wound? It's so long and bent. It's very difficult to heal without stitching. If you just apply golden sore medicine casually and bandage it up." , it will probably fester and rot after a few days, and then we can only cut off the whole piece of flesh."
A few people couldn't get in their mouths anymore, and they all listened obediently, and they could learn something. The fleshy doctor was fascinated by Yu Jinnian's knotting, so the flesh under his hand shrank suddenly, the person on the bed woke up faintly, groaned a few times, and was so frightened that the utensil in his hand came out, almost hitting Yu Jinnian The needle between the fingers.
"Change it if you drop it, and don't use it again. You also make such a fuss when you diagnose others, panic?" Yu Jinnian frowned. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he wouldn't know where he was going to get the needle. , he turned his head and said to the other person, "Come here, acupuncture Qiemen and Hegu to relieve the pain."
When he met a patient, he seemed to be a different person, completely different from the smiling face before. The doctor was trained by him, and he took a new sterilized instrument with his head down before he dared to come forward again.
Jing Zhong woke up from the pain, his whole body was in pain like a knife, he vaguely felt a figure in front of him, opened his mouth, couldn't say anything, he could only murmur a few words that no one could hear clearly , and then vaguely heard someone calling his name, he opened his eyes in severe pain, and the person in front of him seemed to be the young genius doctor who had saved him once.
"Sewing the wound..."
"Be patient, it will be fine soon..."
Everything in front of him was like a mirage floating in the sea, colorful and mottled, it couldn't be seen clearly, and it couldn't be heard clearly, but the severe pain from his body was so real that it seemed to swallow him up. A tall and handsome man in white clothes and red shirt came out of the mirage, riding a crane from afar, and landed in front of him. Looking at the fairy-like face in front of him, his legs seemed to be filled with a thousand catties of lead water, plopping on the ground and hugging the corner of the other party's clothes, weeping silently like atonement.
"It's not the time yet." The fairy's fingers were as light as crane feathers, brushing over his head, and the pain on his body gradually eased, "Protect him for me, don't let him do stupid things—go!"
... raised his head again, and the man rode a crane away again. The mirage slowly disappeared, leaving only a vast and boundless dark sea in front of my eyes, and then even the sea water no longer surged, and there was only darkness around.
"Okay. Leave someone to watch him, and don't let him press the wound to suture it." Yu Jinnian got up and threw the needle knife into the plate, and wiped his sweat, "It's hard to say whether he can get through it smoothly. Sini soup is ready, feed him more light salt water."
Only then did he focus on treating Jing Zhong, and when he got to the door and saw Duan Ming and Shi Xing guarding outside like door gods, he suddenly thought of Ji Honglai: "Jing Zhong is fine for the time being, and we still need to take care of him in the next two days." Observe, please ask the resident doctor in the building to prescribe some medicine for blood production and nourishment for him... Where is your son?"
Duan Ming paused: "I went back and said I was... tired."
Yu Jinnian looked at the moon outside the window, and felt that Ji Hong was tired a little early this time, after thinking about it, he decided to go to the next door to see how Min Ji was doing.
Min Ji was being served by a servant to drink water, and now he also heard from the servants that Jing Zhong was rescued by Duan Ming and the others. Seeing Yu Jinnian walking in so calmly, he knew that Jing Zhong Zhong's life should be almost saved. While thinking about keeping it, he would be able to know the truth, but at the same time he was secretly annoyed, even if he knew the truth, so what.
He glanced at Yu Jinnian, suddenly felt a little hopeful, and hurriedly said: "I'm fine. You go back, go back and see Shuluan."
Yu Jinnian saw that both of them were hesitant to talk, and asked strangely: "What's wrong with him? Duan Ming said he was tired, so he went back to rest first."
"He came to see me just now, and his expression was wrong. That sword..." Min Xuefei couldn't help propping up his body, and leaned in Yu Jinnian's direction, speaking a little faster, "You haven't seen him before. He always had that look, like he lost his soul, ignored anyone who called him, talked nonsense and couldn’t tell who was coming. He would also say that he saw people who had died, and that he wanted to go with them... "
The person who died, did he mean the second elder brother, or his mother
But even if he had such a problem before, how could he suddenly be like this
Yu Jinnian also had some bad premonitions in his heart. He bid farewell to Min Ji, walked home and entered the courtyard, and even the always bluffing Young Master Jiang ran up tremblingly and asked him if Ji Hong was in a bad mood. When he came back, he had a cold face and shut himself in the room, and he couldn't tell the difference between his cold face this time and the previous cold face, so he always felt scary.
"Go, ask the cook to heat up the pot and make a bowl of three delicacies porridge and two side dishes."
Yu Jinnian drove him away before slowly opening the bedroom door.
"... Ah Hong?"
The moon hangs high, the summer is slightly dull, but the room has not even opened half a window. The carved incense ball by the window rolls on the ground and breaks into several petals. A copper basin leans crookedly against the bed. There was something burning inside the head, and half of the candle could be vaguely seen, while the other half had already melted in the copper basin. On the footbed in front of the bed, Ji Hong sat silently, holding the sword named "Wu Calamity", his face was flickering and folded in half a pot of fire, and his sleeves that had fallen to the ground were still pressed in a disorderly manner. A few extinguished candles.
Yu Jinnian choked for breath, walked over and gently moved the copper basin out to prevent the rising flames from licking himself.
But the copper basin covered by the fire was scalding hot, and as soon as he reached out his hand, he was scalded and hissed. Ji Hong heard the movement and looked over slowly, but he didn't come to shake his hand to check if he was burned, but picked up his hand on the ground. A candle tremblingly moved into the brazier, trying to light the wick.
Yu Jinnian snatched it from his hand: "I'll get some, be careful not to burn it!"
Ji Hong didn't speak.
Yu Jinnian hurriedly collected a few candles on the ground, lit them all according to his wishes, and inserted them in various places in the house. Suddenly, the whole room was brightened, and even the blind corners that were difficult to be illuminated were illuminated by the candlelight, and the darkness was almost invisible. hide away. After he finished his work, he walked back carefully to Ji Hong's side, folded up his clothes and squatted in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Okay, it's all lit up. What's the matter, suddenly you're afraid of the dark again?"
He reached for the sword in Ji Hong's arms, trying to help him up.
Ji Hong pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at him, and clenched the sword even tighter.
"Okay, okay, then hold it by yourself." Yu Jinnian hurriedly let go of his hand, not to argue with him, and he didn't know what's wrong with him, so he could only try to persuade him, "Let's go to bed and lie down, okay? Have you eaten at night, I asked them to make some soup and rice, and go to bed after eating a little?"
Ji Hong seemed to have some reactions to "eating", because he suddenly opened his mouth to say something, Yu Jinnian leaned in to listen, but only heard a few broken words that didn't make sense. What, so I got up and asked someone to prepare meals. Whoever just stood up felt his sleeves sinking, and then there was a clang.
He lowered his head to look, and it turned out that Ji Hong didn't even want the sword, he grabbed his clothes with both hands, his eyes were red, and he looked at him in despair: "Don't go!"
"Don't go, don't leave me alone. I was wrong, I will never leave the house again, and I will never beg you to see me again, never again..."
"Don't go..."
He repeated the words "don't go" over and over again, as if he had been scared by someone.
Yu Jinnian felt a throbbing pain in his heart, he quickly squatted down again, tucked him into his arms with all his might, stroked his hair gently, feeling a little at a loss: "I'm not leaving. I just, I just want to get you something to eat... If you don't want to eat, forget it. Ah Hong, no matter what happens to you, I will not leave you alone."
Ji Hong buried his head on his shoulder, tugged at his sleeve, and after a while he called out "Second Brother" in a muffled voice, said "It's so cold" incoherently, and said "It's so dark, I can't see anything".
"Okay, Ah Hong, don't think about it. I'm right here, holding your hand, and always being with you." Yu Jinnian patted his back and coaxed him softly, obviously because the weather was still hot Mu Xia, however, still brought a blanket and wrapped it up with him. The second brother Xindao is just the second brother, if he can breathe a sigh of relief and wake up after a night of sleep, so what if he is the second brother for a night. But he is very good, why did he go into a daze as soon as Jing Zhong came back? It was not like this when I met Jing Zhong before! Moreover, the second son of Min said that this is a problem that only happened to him when he was a child. Could it be...
He looked down at the sword thrown to the ground by Ji Hong.
No disaster...
Yu Jinnian gradually realized - is this the second brother's sword? ! It was the sword that Ji Yan had with him when the accident happened! It can only be like this, if it wasn't like this, how could Ji Hong suddenly be stuck in the past and can't wake himself up, he's obviously healed, he's obviously not afraid of the dark, and he also said that Ji Yan's things were burned, and this sword How could it pop out for no reason and fall into Jing Zhong's hands.
Yu Jinnian couldn't find any other explanation.
Different from being as gentle as possible when treating the person in his arms, Yu Jinnian was actually very anxious. He really wanted to arrest Jing Zhong immediately and ask what was going on. I didn't ask before, because I thought it was the past that Ji Hong didn't want to bring up, and I believed that he could get through this hurdle by himself, but now it seems obvious that he trusts Ji Hong too much.
The place where he should intervene is determined not to let him develop on his own.
Yu Jinnian began to want to know how the second son of the Ji family died, and what happened back then that kept everyone silent.
Otherwise, what the hell is going on now! He worked so hard to take care of the good people, so he became crazy and crazy because of a sword