Shopping in the hot sun is really hard work. When all the bags return to the yard, Ling Qingyu feels that she is almost tired and lies down.
Yan San looked at Ling Qingyu, who collapsed on the bed and refused to move again, and said, "I'll take them to send things to the ship. Don't run around."
Ling Qingyu glanced at him sideways and pointed to his waist, which means he will never move his nest!
Yan San smiled, shook his head, walked to the bedside, pressed her from shoulder to foot, looked at her comfortable hum a few times, slept over, put up, went out of the door, closed the door casually, and said to Bai Wei, "I'll take them to the ship, and you can pack up yourself. Boss Cai will send someone to take you to Chuang Tzu over there in the weaving workshop tomorrow."
"Yes, Third Master." Bai Wei half crouched and saluted, responding. Seeing Yan San taking people away, Fang stood up and quietly wiped the sweat on his forehead. As long as the girl is not around, the Third Master of Yan is chilly, which makes people feel frightened.
Ling Qingyu didn't sleep too long. The weather was so hot that she always felt restless. There seemed to be a surge of heat in her body.
Feeling wet, Ling Qingyu thought that Bai Wei should boil some water and take a bath.
"Bai Wei, Bai Wei." Ling Qingyu shouted twice. Seeing no reply, she got up and pushed the door open and walked out of the door, but she saw Bai Wei and several other girls lying on the ground, winking at her with her eyes open.
Surprised, Ling Qingyu immediately turned back and wanted to go, but was pushed by a strong force, directly into the door, and then the door closed behind him.
"Spare your life, great Xia! If you want money, in the box over there, our yard is full of children, and I'm no color. You won't like it. It's better for you to take the silver to the Wanchun building across the street." Ling Qingyu fell to the ground and said hurriedly.
"Ha ha," a low laugh came from behind, and a low male voice said, "how do you know I don't like it?"
After thinking about three tricks, Ling Qingyu leaned on one leg and put it on the other leg. She looked up slightly and said, "really? Daxia, the little woman is so happy!"
But he was stunned when he saw the man.
The man leaned on the door, covered his abdomen with one hand, and took a long sword that was still dripping blood in the other hand. His clothes were wet and dripping with blood. The setting sun came in through the window, reflecting a trace of crimson on the pale but still beautiful face.
"Young brother?" Ling Qingyu immediately covered his mouth as soon as he spoke.
Seeing her changing look, the man laughed, coughed again, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sword hand, and said with a smile, "did you enjoy yourself this morning, girl?"
Ling Qingyu turned around at the corners of her eyes and said with a little embarrassment: "this, this, Na, you see, I won't investigate you for trespassing into my house and disturbing my sleep. So, are we clear?"
Seeing that the man didn't answer, Ling Qingyu called out uncertainly, "great Xia Qing?"
"My name is Yan Qi. Don't shout Qingqing." Yan Qiheng glanced at her and said.
Yan Qi? Ling Qingyu sprang up and asked, "what is the relationship between you and Yan San?"
"Do you know Yan San?" Yan Qi asked in surprise. Seeing her leaning over, the sword shook and said, "don't come over."
It really matters! Ling Qingyu looked up and down at him and said, "if you don't treat this injury, you'll probably die. Untie my girls' acupoints, and I'll be kind to help you treat it. Na, don't worry, you're Yan San's friend, and I won't be bad for you."
Yan San's friend? Yan Qi looked at her like a monster, and then saw that she was not afraid to directly pull away his sword, and then put his hand on his shoulder, a force, to help up.
"Take the sword away and don't hurt people." Ling Qingyu took the sword in his hand, put it on the table, and then half handed him on the couch in front of the window.
"Those girls will untie their acupoints in a moment." Yan Qi fell on the couch and said later. He had escaped here with one breath. The real Qi used to point the acupoint was not much. Just now, he had only the strength to lean against the door to prevent himself from falling. He had no way to resist the woman. But I didn't expect that the man who was so afraid of death at the beginning should deal with him like this? Don't women scream when they see the sword?
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Ling Qingyu saw that as soon as he fell on the couch, the white cushion on his couch immediately dyed a large area red, frowned, took away his hand covering his abdomen, and then took a breath.
The white, small but strong abdomen seen in the morning was cut a big hole, and the wound was tied with a cloth strip, but at this time, the cloth strip had already been loosened, and as soon as the hand was removed, the hole kept opening and closing, gushing blood outward, and some intestines also gushed out.
"Woo..." Yan Qi snorted in pain, and his face became more and more pale. He looked at the wound and said gloomily, "girl... Don't worry about me, you take those children... Let's go."
"Someone chasing you?" Ling Qingyu looked at the wound and knew that if he didn't deal with it, he would die of bleeding or internal infection.
"Yes, woo... It's estimated that it's coming soon..." Yan Qi covered the wound again. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the pain became more and more intense. Even his voice trembled and said, "go quickly... They... See my... Body... They won't chase me anymore..."
Lingqingyu thought, don't run to us from the beginning!
Looking at her face, Yan Qi apologized, "sorry... Girl... I just... Want to... Die here..."
Hey! Ling Qingyu rushed to the side of her box in the inner room and rummaged around, turning over all the medicine given to her by the stone. She rushed to the kitchen and brought a bottle of wine. When passing the yard, she said to Bai Wei by the way, "Bai Wei, don't make a noise after you get up, go and close the door outside, clear away the blood stains, and then burn me a bucket of hot water."
Taking the wine and standing in front of the couch, Ling Qingyu pressed his heart and said, "are you ready? This will hurt."
Yan Qi glanced at her and said, "don't bother... Ah!"
Ling Qingyu was too lazy to listen to him. A bottle of wine fell on the wound. Yan Qi immediately screamed, and then he bit his lips, shaking like a brush.
Ling Qingyu opened the bottle, which is said to be the holy medicine for healing. For what kind of medicine that cuts his fingers and is very effective in pricking a hole with an embroidered needle (according to the stone), a whole bottle of medicine powder was poured down, and then took out a box of ointment. I remember that Yan San had used it before, so they also dug out a big lump and applied it to the wound.
After finishing these actions very neatly, Ling Qingyu was very satisfied to see that the blood didn't seem to be so enthusiastic, and then saw Yan Qi's face as white as paper, his lips had been bitten, his hands tightly clutching the edge of the couch, and his body kept shaking, but he just didn't make a sound.
It's a man! Ling Qingyu praised in his heart, turned out a clean sheet from the box, tore it with force, and then wrapped it around his wound.
Ling Qingyu slipped away when he tied the bandage. Seeing that his clothes were in the way, he tore them directly. After tearing the clothes, he saw that there was not only a big hole under the abdomen, but also two arrows inserted on it. Moreover, looking at the flooding degree of blood on the sheet, it was estimated that there were many wounds on his back.
Both Yang Zhaoyan and Lu Yao were injured, but there was never such an injury to this extent, and the stone was not there. Ling Qingyu was not very clear about how to deal with it. If you want to save lives, the best thing might be the red fruit. But when she was about to take it out, she remembered what Yan San said that this was a life-saving thing, so don't use it easily.
Let the dead horse be a living horse doctor. It depends on whether your vitality can resist! Ling Qingyu stuffed Xiao He back to his chest. He picked him up and saw that there were also several bone deep knife marks on his back, which crossed his white back like a shock.
"I gave you all the medicine. Shi Fang must talk about me, Yan Qi! You must hold on!" After spraying a mouthful of Baijiu on it, Ling Qingyu sprinkled the medicine powder for free, and then wrapped it with a bandage torn from the bed sheet. His body trembled badly in his arms, and he could clearly hear the sound of his teeth trembling, but he was stunned and did not utter a groan.
"Girl!?" When Ling Qingyu wrapped up his wounds, Bai Wei came in and looked at the blood on the bed and the ground, and she turned pale.
"Go and clean up the blood outside. If someone comes to look for us, they will say that we are women's households. It's inconvenient for people to come in. Is the water ready?" Ling Qingyu said loudly, then picked up Yan Qi and walked to his innermost bedroom.
"Girl..." Yan Qi's lips trembled and called.
"Don't talk. Besides, I'll really run away." Ling Qingyu interrupted him. The man in his arms is not short, but the weight in his hands is really not heavy. It's difficult for him to have so strong muscles in such a slender body.
Put Yan Qi gently on his bed, Ling Qingyu pulled the nearby handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said, "you have to hold on, don't want to die easily, since you are going to die in this room, naturally there is still a wish that hasn't been fulfilled, then hold on to me, and don't let me down!"
Yan Qi stared at her for a long time and slowly nodded. Ling Qingyu then smiled and said, "yes! Have confidence in yourself. You don't want to die, and the Lord of hell can't accept you."
Although the little girls were young, they worked quickly. After a short time, they cleaned the outside. The dirty clothes and sheets were directly burned in the fire. Bai Wei also brought a basin of hot water in.