Le Zhenglang brought Nangong Meng and Ji Yueqin back to Xinyue Pavilion.
Yanzhi waited anxiously in Xinyue Pavilion. When he saw his master come back with his uncle and beautiful sister covered in blood, Yanzhi's heart tightened.
"Yanzhi, go and prepare hot water. Go and apply medicine for the wounds on the county master's body. I will take your uncle back to Tianji Pavilion first. You are here to take care of the county master, but it's okay?" Le Zhenglang's voice Coldly said.
Yanzhi nodded, "Master, take your uncle back quickly, I can do it alone."
Seeing this, Le Zhenglang didn't say more, put Ji Yueqin down, and flew back to Tianji Pavilion with Nangong Meng.
Here, Concubine Xian and Qianyu looked at Ji Yueqin covered in injuries and fell unconscious on the ground. Tears flowed from their heartache immediately. The two hurriedly brought Ji Yueqin back to the house and called Huaizhu. He and Xiuzhu took hot water and began to slowly wash away the bloodstains on Ji Yueqin's body that had been beaten by the whip.
"This child has really suffered a lot. Looking at her like this, my heart is like being slammed." Concubine Xian looked at the bloodstains all over Ji Yueqin's body, blah blah blah. shed tears.
Qianyu is no better than Concubine Xian. Looking at Ji Yueqin's appearance, she not only feels uncomfortable, but she also feels that she has no face to see the young lady.
"Yueqin has gone through so many hardships, and she doesn't know when she will become a leader." Qianyu wiped her tears and gently wiped the wounds on Ji Yueqin's body, "What's more, there is no Zhiyan at all. News, God is really unfair."
Concubine Xian patted Qianyu on the shoulder and sighed, but couldn't say anything else.
It was also the first time that Yanzhi had seen such a shocking wound. The wounds on Ji Yueqin's body were not only those caused by the internal force of the whip, but the whip was also stained with highly concentrated salt water, and beside the wound on his body, there was also Crystallized salt grains.
"When you wipe the wound, you should apply hot water for a while, and then gently wipe it with cold water. The beautiful sister's wound has salt on it, and wiping it directly will only make her more painful." Yanzhi warned aside.
At this time, Ji Yueqin was sweating profusely, as if she was in great pain.
Yanzhi looked at her appearance and felt that something was wrong. He immediately took her pulse, but found that Ji Yueqin was not only covered with blood marks on the outside of her body, but was beaten to the point of tearing her skin apart. She also suffered very serious injuries. internal injury.
However, the internal organs have not been injured. Although Ji Yueqin's life will not be hurt, it will make her feel endless pain.
Seeing Ji Yueqin like this, Yanzhi was also very distressed. He couldn't tell why, but he felt like he was about to collapse.
"Pretty sister suffered a serious internal injury, but now she is beaten like this, can't use decoction to cure the internal injury, the only way is acupuncture, can you call some imperial doctors? I'm not good at studying medicine, so I can only deal with my sister's trauma. As for internal injuries, Yanzhi has no such ability." Yanzhi said to the two of them.
As soon as the two heard that Ji Yueqin had suffered internal injuries, they couldn't care about sympathy for others, so they quickly ordered Xiuzhu and Huaizhu to find an imperial doctor to check on Ji Yueqin's condition.
On the other side, Le Zhenglang took Nangong Meng back to the Tianji Pavilion, and he didn't care about doing anything clean, so he put the blood-covered Nangong Meng on the bed, and all he saw was blood red.
At this moment, Nangong Meng's face was getting paler and paler, and it seemed that he was no longer the face of a normal person.
Le Zhenglang quickly probed for Nangong Meng's pulse, and found that at this moment, he had lost his heartbeat.
But Le Zhenglang will not give up Nangong Meng, even if Nangong Meng is dead, he will bring him back to life, he will not let Nangong Meng die like this alone.
So Le Zhenglang ignored Nangong Meng's trauma, pressed Nangong Meng's heart with one hand, took out a copper coin of destiny with the other hand, and stuck it on Nangong Meng's forehead.
"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law." Le Zhenglang's voice was cold, while murmuring silently in his mouth, he input his spiritual power into Nangong Meng's heart.
"Junior brother, don't worry. Senior brother will never let you be alone. If you want to die, you will die behind me. I will give you my spiritual power now to save your life." Le Zhenglang As he spoke, he continued to send internal force towards Nangong Meng's body.
But even if it is spiritual power, it cannot be continuously transported into another person's body. Although Le Zhenglang and Nangong Meng are from the same sect, in the end, this spiritual power is not Nangong Meng's.
Le Zhenglang's face became more and more ugly, but he did not give up. Instead, he stimulated the spirit energy in his body to help the remaining spirit energy in Nangong Meng to condense the copper coins of life.
But no matter how hard Le Zhenglang tried, it was only a drop in the bucket. Nangong Meng's life copper coins only formed a phantom, but it never condensed into his real body.
Le Zhenglang gritted his teeth, and finally took out his natal copper coin, and with a slight urge with his spiritual power, Le Zhenglang actually wanted to turn his natal copper coin into Nangong Meng's natal copper coin.
Le Zhenglang's eyes were scarlet, and the spiritual power in his hands was constantly being delivered.
Seeing that Nangong Meng's copper coins gradually turned into a physical appearance, she saw that Nangong Meng suddenly opened her eyes and pushed Le Zhenglang hard, and the spiritual power transmission between the two stopped.
"Senior brother, are you crazy!? You actually want to use your life in exchange for mine!" Nangong Meng's voice was weak, and the copper coins on his forehead were only half.
At the same time, there was only half of the copper coins left in Yue Zhenglang's palm.
Le Zhenglang spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and looked at Nangong Meng with relief, "If it wasn't for this, how could you wake up? Senior brother won't let you go down alone."
Nangong Meng looked at Le Zhenglang, but couldn't say anything else, "Senior brother, I..."
"You don't have to say anything. Since I'm your senior brother, I naturally have the responsibility to protect you. You shouldn't go alone. This is their fate, and even you can't change anything." Le Zhenglang wiped the corners of his mouth, barely supported his body, and got up to help Nangong Meng.
"Now you have injuries all over your body, don't worry, Ji Yueqin is still alive, Yanzhi is there to deal with her wounds. Now you just need to take care of your own wounds." Le Zhenglang gently wiped Nangong Meng's Wounds, said lightly.
Nangong Meng looked at Le Zhenglang and finally held back the thank you in his mouth.