Chapter 825

Although he said so, Yan Qiqi's heart seemed to be twisted together by people's hands. He felt that one breath was blocked in his throat. His fingertips trembled and breathed silently for several times, and a heart of seven up and eight down gradually became stable.

I don't know if it's her illusion. She always feels that Hao lianche's hands are getting colder and colder.

Hao lianche half closed his eyes. If there were not weak ups and downs in his chest, Yan Qiqi would think whether he had reported to the king of hell.

If people lose too much blood, their consciousness will be blurred. If they really sleep at this time, it will be over.

"Hao lianche, don't sleep." Yan Qiqi dared not shake him for fear of touching the wound. He could only talk to him patiently.

Hearing this cry, Hao lianche raised his eyelids slightly, and smiled at Yan Qiqi angrily, "Qiqi, I didn't sleep, but I feel very tired."

"I'm too tired to sleep. Listen to me."

The bed was in a mess with blood everywhere. Yan Qiqi's eyes were red. I don't know where he had the strength just now. He had been fighting with himself for so long. He was really desperate.

She even wondered if the blood was so fierce just now because of her kick.

If so, she would blame herself even more.

Although she often talked about letting Hao lianche die, he would be sad if he really died. After all, he said he wanted to give him time to prove his innocence.

At that moment, her heart was full of panic!

Yan Qiqi talked to him in her mouth. She said what she thought and talked nonsense. She didn't know what she was talking about, and the movement in her hand didn't stop at all.

After Hao lianche's clothes were cut, she finally saw the wound.

Sure enough, it was just as she had guessed. Bones could be seen in the deep wound. Fortunately, the blood flowing out was scarlet and dark, and there was no sign of poisoning.

That's much easier.

As long as it's not poisoned, it can protect his heart and pulse.

"Seven seven, I'm cold." The injured Hao lianche was like a three-year-old childish child. Her pettiness and childishness all appeared at this time. You know, no matter how painful or difficult it was, Hao lianche clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Yan Qiqi's fingers curled up a few times. After all, he couldn't help it. He gently stroked his forehead and probed. Sure enough, the temperature was frightening.

She knows that this is the normal reaction of human body function. When people are colder, the body function will subconsciously make the most appropriate self-protection. Although his body temperature is different from ordinary people, with the passage of time, he will be colder and colder, and even shock due to excessive blood loss.

The urgent task is to stop bleeding and bandage so as to avoid the sequelae of wound deterioration and infection.

But before she started, Hao lianche began to talk nonsense. She was afraid that he would have hung up before she saved him.

Fortunately, her medicine box is filled with pills and powders ground from some scarce medicinal materials, which can also solve some urgent needs.

There was no anesthetic in this era. It was a piece of cake for her to sew up the wound. She was afraid that Hao lianche could not bear the delicate skin and tender meat.

"Afraid of pain?"

Yan Qiqi even tried to tease him, because it was the first time to see his fragile appearance. The suture and needle were ready, but she didn't show her hand in this strange world. Doesn't it mean that she can see what a person really cares about at a critical moment? She suddenly wanted to see. Hao lianche kept saying that she doesn't care about his life, Tell her the truth or deceive her.

Hao lianche's mind has begun to blur gradually. His hands are almost unable to lift up. He can't see her face clearly. He can only see the general direction. His voice is like a hairspring. "77, I'm willing to die in your hand."

with a glib tongue!

Hao lianche was smart. He knew that he had a small life in his hand and simply began to flatter.

However, Yan Qiqi is not a person who takes advantage of people's danger. She doesn't know why Hao lianche was injured like this. Xinglan is not with him. Of course, she will save people to the end and send the Buddha to the West. She won't die.

After Gongsun Li chased and killed him in the heart washing pool last time, Yan Qiqi got some Datura seeds and ground them into fine powder for emergencies. I don't want to use them today.

Just now Hao lianche said he was cold. Yan Qiqi took out two new cloud brocade quilts and a snow fox jacket from the wardrobe in his bedroom. Except for his waist and abdomen, they were all covered tightly for him.

Yan Qiqi flushed some Datura powder with warm water and fed it to Hao lianche.

Generally, it takes half a cup of tea for the anesthetic to take effect, but Yan Qiqi can't wait. He must sew up his wound as soon as possible.

The full, shiny, gorgeous and dazzling night Pearl was shining brightly. Yan Qiqi focused on Hao lianche's waist and abdomen wound with bright eyes and walked through the needle with light hands and feet.

At the end of the suture, the anesthetic probably worked. Hao lianche breathed gently and really slept.

Yan Qiqi's hands were full of blood. In the cool evening wind, a layer of fine sweat came out from the tip of her nose. After the last knot, she shook her stiff neck and breathed in her chest.

The wound hurt his heart. The person who started it probably had a grudge against Hao lianche. He almost stabbed him through. The blood and water took most of the basin. Yan Qiqi walked to the bedside gently and watched Hao lianche's sleeping face. He didn't move for a long time.

Tonight is a very crucial night. Whether Hao lianche can wake up and how the wound recovers depends on tonight.

Yan Qiqi didn't dare to sleep. He simply moved a small bench and sat by the bed. He was afraid that the brocade would not be warm under the cover. He simply took two more braziers and roasted one left and one right.

She was baked all over with sweat, so she fell asleep.

When Hao lianche woke up, he was thirsty. He called Jingshu for a long time and didn't respond. When he came back, he found that he seemed to be in the bedroom of Qiqi.

The night pearl on the head of the bed was still shining faintly. Hao lianche felt that his waist and abdomen were numb and painful. He looked down and saw that it had been wrapped up. There was no feeling of shivering just now.

The hand moved unconsciously, as if it touched a soft thing. Looking along the line of sight, Yan Qiqi was lying beside the bed, facing him, sleeping soundly.