Wei Lin was in a daze and only felt that the pain in his back was unbearable. He tried so hard to keep his eyes open, and there were many people breathing heavily, mixed with a lot of mourning.
He carefully recalled what happened before, and it took him a long time to remember. During the melee, he seemed to have been slashed again, and then passed out without knowing anything. The most irritating thing is that the old injury was not healed yet, and the new injury was added to the top, making Wei Lin feel that it might be better to die. The pain came in a burst, but let him know that he was still alive.
Wei Lin struggled to open his eyes, but couldn't do it for a long time, but moved his fingers.
"Wei Lin? Wei Lin?" Min Qiu's voice seemed to be in his ear.
Wei Lin wanted to answer, but he couldn't open his mouth. After a while, he heard Min Qiu's voice again: "Zhong Yi, he seems to be awake! Come and have a look!"
Then there was a rustling sound, and he felt someone in front of him, but he still couldn't move. The man was probably Zhong Yi, who turned his body over. His face touched the icy ground, as if he could still smell a rancid smell of something, Zhong Yi touched his back for a while, and said, "Fortunately, it's not as deep as last time, it's just that he's losing too much blood now, I can't handle it..."
Too much blood loss.
He might really be dying, Wei Lin thought.
Zhong Yi was still beside him and said, "He's not awake... Well, it's easier to do when he's awake." After speaking, his voice seemed to be far away, only to hear Zhong Yi say again, "How's the injury on your hand?"
Min Qiu replied, "It's fine, no bones were hurt."
Zhong Yi sighed and added, "That's good... But Wei Lin, if he doesn't wake up tomorrow, I'm afraid he won't be saved."
Wei Lin remembered and told them that he was awake, but his body didn't seem to be his own. It seems that the soul is detached, and although it cannot be seen, it seems to be able to clearly understand everything around it. If I don't wake up tomorrow, I'll die... I'm so tired, so I'll go to sleep again.
In a trance, Wei Lin only felt that his thoughts had drifted far away, and gradually his back became less painful, but he started to get cold, just like when he met Jiang Ye, it was very cold, so cold that he almost gave up.
"Lin'er, Lin'er."
who is calling me
"Lin'er, come here."
who is calling me
"Lin'er, come to my mother's place."
It's a girl.
Wei Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was the bamboo house deep in the woods in Jiangling. He raised his hands and looked at them, they were a pair of immature hands. He looked up and saw someone standing under the peach tree in front of the bamboo house.
What, it turned out to be a dream.
The man was wearing a long crescent-white dress, and his black hair was like lacquer, falling on his waist. Turning around, that face was so intoxicatingly beautiful that even Wei Lin was amazed every time he saw her suddenly. He had known his mother from a very young age, a graceful beauty. He took a step and ran towards the woman. It didn't look far, but he was out of breath as he ran, as if the steps were too small and he had to walk a lot. He ran over and hugged the woman's lap all at once.
"Mother!"
The voice was soft and glutinous, very cute. Wei Lin raised his smile and looked at the woman, who was also looking down at him, grinning. His mother loves to laugh very much, and her smile is delicate at all, but she is very forthright, with an open mouth, showing white teeth, which is very infectious, as if looking at her smiling face, she will also laugh with her.
"Lin'er," the woman said with a smile, "do you want to see your father?"
Wei Lin shook his head: "I don't want to."
"Why?"
He hugged the woman tightly, put his head on the woman's belly, felt the warmth of the woman, and said, "Lin'er only needs mother! Mother, give me stewed meat!"
The woman smiled and pushed him away a little, then squatted down and looked at Wei Lin earnestly, the eyebrows did not look like an ordinary woman, but rather heroic: "It's my good son! Lin'er, what year is this year? old."
"Five years old!"
"Does Lin'er know that a good man is in all directions?"
"Know!"
"Then Lin'er wants to go to the world by himself." The woman let him go.
He couldn't bear his mother, and he didn't know what he was going to do, so that was what his mother said to break into the world. The woman looked at his overwhelmed appearance, reached out and touched his hair, and trimmed his temples.
The woman's hand is slender, but the joints are distinct, and it is a pair of hands that are used to rough work.
The callus between the fingertips touched Wei Lin's forehead, straightened his temples, and then held his little face fiercely: "Be strong, you know?"
Wei Lin nodded.
"The mother is leaving."
"Will my mother come back?" he asked.
"Who knows, you have to be obedient and become a man of the sky."
Wei Lin suddenly smiled again, nodding heavily: "Yeah!"
…
Wei Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and he was gasping for breath, as if he almost drowned in a dream.
"Wake up!" Min Qiu saw him open his eyes, and immediately shouted anxiously, "Wei Lin is awake!"
Zhong Yi, who was still asleep, opened his eyes immediately when he heard the shout, and crawled to Wei Lin's side, quickly grabbed his hand and checked his pulse.
Wei Lin's eyes looked at the dark ceiling, a little dazed. Where is this place? there is light from
The small window next to it came in, and it was split into pieces by the vertical iron railings, and the beam illuminated the dust floating in the air. Immediately afterwards, the pain swarmed from behind, making him feel like he was about to faint again.
"how is he?"
"I don't know..." Zhong Yi said truthfully, "For the time being, he's still alive, but the wound has scabbed over, and this kid still has real leather."
"Why do I feel like he's stupid?" Min Qiu looked at Wei Lin, Wei Lin looked at the ceiling, he didn't move, except for his chest that was still undulating due to breathing, the rest of the body seemed to be a corpse, and there was no movement.
"Being cut with a knife will only kill you, but you won't be stupid, okay?" Zhong Yi glanced at Min Qiu with disgust, as if he was disgusted by his lack of culture.
Suddenly, Wei Lin retracted his gaze from the ceiling, and then weakly shouted, "My mother, it hurts! Am I dead!"
There was no medicine box beside Zhong Yi, and even if Wei Lin was about to die, he could only watch and do nothing else. But seeing Wei Lin's tone and appearance, he was relieved. This guy won't die for a while, so he said angrily, "Dead people don't cry out in pain. Do you have common sense?"
"It hurts, it hurts..." Wei Lin didn't refute, he just kept shouting pain.
Min Qiu had been worried about Wei Lin for a long time. Seeing that he seemed to be in good spirits, he breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall to relax. The people around were silent. At first they would shout and make trouble, but now they are all powerless.
Wei Lin took a long time to get used to the pain behind his back and asked, "Where is this place?"
"The prisoner of war camp, but it's similar to a dungeon," Min Qiu replied. Wei Lin was surprised and asked again, "Can you pretend to have so many people? We have so many people."
Hearing Wei Lin's words, Min Qiu felt a pain in his heart like being cut by a knife. Cao Zhongming said that he would not die if he surrendered, but he took the lead and tried his best. At the critical moment, he inherited Xue Ziqin's violent temper, causing so many brothers to die tragically. Seeing this, Zhong Yi also knew that Min Qiu was in a bad mood, so he replied for him: "I'm almost dead, there are about 600 people left."
"..." Wei Lin was speechless for a while. He quietly glanced at Min Qiu's face, and also understood that he had said the wrong thing.
Zhong Yi went on to say, "If you hadn't protected Yan Sheng from being slashed, I wouldn't be bothered to take care of you because of your serious injury." After speaking, Zhong Yi nodded his chin, only to see Luo Yansheng sleeping beside him. In the distance, also leaning against the wall, among a group of big men, he was very small, huddled in a ball, looking pitiful.
Wei Lin wanted to move, but unfortunately he couldn't move, so he could only complain: "You don't care, Lieutenant General Min will definitely care, right? It's so cold on the ground."
Min Qiu snorted without raising his head, "I'm too lazy to care."
Seeing his appearance, Zhong Yi quickly held him down: "Don't move, don't move, your wound has not been treated, don't move if you can, if it cracks and bleeds, you can only ask Black and White for help. brought you back."
Only then did he know that the wound had scabbed over, and asked again, "I've been in a coma for a long time?"
Min Qiu replied, "Not long, four days."
As soon as this statement came out, Wei Lin's stomach rang. If Min Qiu hadn't said it, he might not have noticed that he was already so hungry that his chest was on his back.
Zhong Yi took out a steamed bun that had frozen into a hard lump from his arms, opened the water bottle he was carrying with him, and handed it to Wei Lin's mouth: "It's not delicious, but eat a little bit."
"It's fine, I'm not picking." Wei Lin said, taking a bite of the steamed bun.
It's not just bad, you can't eat it at all. But if he doesn't eat now, he will only end up starving to death. Wei Lin is a beggar, no matter how bad it is, as long as he can eat, he will eat it. Just watching Wei Lin sip the steamed bun from the left and water from the right, he just ate the brick-like steamed bun.
"Are they killing us?"
Min Qiu looked at him and said, "Don't worry, you don't usually kill prisoners of war. Besides, there are so many people who are worth using."
"Does General Xue want to redeem us with money?"
"You are counting on the general, then you should die now."
"Who are you counting on?"
"You should count on the emperor." Zhong Yi suddenly interrupted and replied.
"Then will the emperor take money to redeem us?" Wei Lin asked.
Zhong Yi couldn't understand why this person was like iron. He was injured and slept for four days, but he seemed to be in good spirits. As a doctor, he really couldn't understand this kind of thing that went against common sense. .
Min Qiu said angrily, "Aren't you injured, can you shut up and rest?"
Wei Lin thought about it for a while, and then said, "Isn't my wound hurting, so I divert my attention when I talk. Is Cao Zhong really meticulous?"
"It's all like this, what the fuck are you asking?" When Cao Zhong was mentioned, Min Qiu got angry and raised his voice a lot, "I knew it would not be good to be with you unlucky child!"
Wei Lin pursed his lips a little aggrieved: "I don't know, if I knew I would definitely not tell him..." "Forget it, stop talking, save your energy." Min Qiu is not a person who likes to quarrel, he usually All in peace. At this time, he yelled at Wei Lin, and felt sorry again. Wei Lin really doesn't know, as the so-called ignorant person is innocent, if he blames Wei Lin, it is better to blame himself why he didn't control it well, why Cao Zhong can go out to report the letter, and why he is at a great disadvantage. He had to work hard, and killed more than a thousand soldiers in vain. I don't know if anyone can escape and report a letter to Xue Ziqin.
"Ah..." Min Qiu sighed, and everyone stopped talking. In fact, as long as Wei Lin doesn't speak, the people locked here won't speak. No one is as big-hearted as Wei Lin. At this moment, when his life is at stake, who is in the mood to chat
Wei Lin thought for a while, then looked up desperately and looked outside. He didn't see the guards, and the guards were far away. He moved cautiously to Min Qiu's side and whispered, "We can escape."
"How to escape?"
"I don't know. You are the lieutenant, you have the final say."
"… "