V2.C78

The surprise on Gu Yun's face is not to pretend, she really didn't expect that Ao Tian's hand was so fast! Then she was not in the mood to be surprised, my God! so painful! It was more painful than being hit by a bullet. A chill from her bones made her body shake up unconsciously. Blood began to flow down along the black sword body. Gu Yun felt black in front of him and glared at Ao Tian fiercely. He said in his heart, "what's the matter with him? Why doesn't he draw the sword?"

At this time, Ao Tian had no power to draw his sword. The sound of blood dripping into the soil was as heavy as hitting his heart. He felt that he was in the ice cave, and the bone chilling almost killed him.

Ao Tian was stunned. Gu Yun gritted his teeth and began to retreat slowly. The sound of the sword's body crossing the flesh and blood made Ao Tian understand Gu Yun's intention in a moment. As soon as the hand holding the sword was tight, Ao Tian mercilessly pulled out the long sword. With the sword's body, there was also the gushing blood.

Hot blood splashed on AO Tian's face, like lava instantly burned his whole person, he just stood, watching her slowly close her eyes, watching her body slide down a little bit, watching her lying on the ground, the body did not move.

Aoji was also shocked by the scene before him. After a long time, he patted Aotian on the shoulder and said with a laugh, "you are really merciless! It's really cruel I can't imagine that he is so cruel. What does it feel like to stab his beloved woman with one sword? Ha ha ha!

Aoji's piercing smile Aotian can't hear, but when he reaches out to check Gu Yun's life and death, Aotian roars: "don't touch her!"

Aoji's hand was in the air. The sword in Ao Tian's hand is still dripping blood, half of his face is full of blood, and his dark red eyes stare at him fiercely. Aoji is secretly frightened. Anyway, this sword passes through his heart. This woman is dead. He'd better not stimulate Aotian at this time.

Aojishan took back his hand, Aotian suddenly approached him, asked: "where is the night charm?"

Aoji swallowed saliva, dare not stimulate him again, said with a smile: "come with me, I'll take you now."

Ao Tian looked back at the silent woman lying on the ground again.

Don't be afraid, if you die, I will accompany you! Black eyes across a touch of determination, Ao Tian turned away.

Two people's figures gradually move away, Mo Bai is immediately overturned by a powerful force, Su Ling's tall body has been running to the shadow like an arrow. Mo Bai takes a look at Su Ling's obviously disordered steps. Although he is worried, he can only choose to catch up with the two people who have gone away.

"The end of Qing Dynasty?" Su Ling shakes and raises Gu Yun on the ground. She closes her eyes and doesn't move. The blood on her face is all gone, and the blood on her front and back is seeping out. He puts his hand on her wrist, and the intermittent pulse can't be found. Su Ling is happy and worried. She's still alive! But how long can she last like this?

"Green end! You can't die. Hold on She points her acupoints to stop the blood gushing out. Su Ling holds her delicate body in her arms. She doesn't dare to delay for a moment at her feet. She doesn't dare to think about anything else at all. The only thing that rings in her ears is Zhuo Qing's explanation. Be quick! Be quick!

"At the end of Qing Dynasty, you have to hold on. I order you to hold on!" No matter the people in his arms can't hear it, Su Ling keeps repeating this sentence, or only in this way can his disordered heart get a little comfort!

All the way, Su Ling holds Gu Yun to the other courtyard of Lou's home. The servants have been waiting outside the courtyard for a long time. When they see Su Ling coming, they immediately open the door and lead him to the biggest courtyard.

"Send it to the room!" Lou Xiyan has been waiting for him outside the house. Seeing Su Ling's cold face and scarlet on her skirt, Lou Xiyan can't help worrying about Gu Yun's situation.

With Gu Yun in his arms, Su Ling rushes into the room. Su Ling first sees a big outer hall. Almost all the best imperial doctors in the five or six palaces are present. They are wearing strange white robes and sit there nervously. Seeing that Su Ling is still holding a person in his arms, several Imperial doctors rise one after another. Lou Xiyan waves to them. They have to sit down again. Their doubts are even more serious I'm sorry.

"Inside."

Under the sign of Lou Xiyan, Su Ling carries Gu Yun into the inner room. The place is not big, only a small wooden bed with white silk. The rest of the place is full of candles, and the light is dazzling. Zhuo Qing stood beside the wooden bed, wearing a white robe, cotton gloves in her hands, and her long hair over the knee was tied up by her long braids. Zhuo Qing pointed to the wooden bed and said in a low voice, "put her up."

Su Ling quickly put people up. Zhuo Qing said coldly, "you go out." Su Ling blurted out, "no!" Under the light, Gu Yun's skin is white and transparent, her lips are blue and gray, and she looks thinner on the narrow wooden platform.

"Get out!" Zhuo Qing's breath is very heavy, and her hand is not idle. She gently cuts open Gu Yun's black clothes. There is a one inch wide blood cut on her left chest. The skin and flesh are a little everted, but the knife edge is very neat, and the position is basically the same. Until she sees the wound, Zhuo Qing's heart is half relaxed. Ao Tian's sword stabs fast and accurately, and the cloud is still saved!

After calming down, Zhuo Qing starts to clean the wound. However, she finds that Gu Yun's wound has little blood loss. The sword passes through the diaphragm and does not hurt the heart. However, she cuts off a vein and should not only shed this blood! Zhuo Qing frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "did you point her acupoints?"Su Ling is frightened, urgent way: "can't point a point?"

Zhuo Qing lightly replied: "No." He changed his tough attitude and said, "you can stay, but don't hinder me. Also, go and change into a clean dress. "

Zhuo Qing agrees to let him stay, but Su Ling is more worried. Is there something wrong? Su Ling went out of the room a little restlessly. Lou Xiyan seems to be ready. A tray is handed to him with a plain white robe on it. Su Ling doesn't think much about it. He takes off his bloody clothes and puts on a white robe to enter the inner room again.

Zhuo Qing is holding a thin curved silver needle in her hand. Su Ling doesn't dare to disturb her. She stands by Zhuo Qing's side silently. Her eyes are always on the bed. She looks like a porcelain doll when she loses her vitality. It will break when she touches it. The inner room is very quiet, so quiet that the sound of breathing is so obvious, but he can hardly feel her breath. Several times He wanted to try her breath, but he was afraid of the result.

"Su Ling," Zhuo Qing secretly took a deep breath, then whispered, "untie her acupoints."

Zhuo Qing's tone is obviously dignified. Su Ling's fist is clenched. She goes to Gu Yun's side, slowly reaches out her hand, and uses a little force -

when the acupoints are untied, Gu Yun's throat suddenly moves. A wisp of scarlet blood rushes out from the corner of her lips, flows along her cheek and neck, and finally leaves a little scarlet on the plain white pillow.

"How could that be?" Su Ling is greatly surprised, dare not touch her again, can only look at Yan Hong's blood continuously gush out from the corner of her mouth, he stares at Zhuo Qing, low roar a way, "how to return a responsibility?" Zhuo Qing calmly picked up a piece of white silk beside him and gently pressed it on Gu Yun's lips. She said in a low voice, "press it."

Su Ling quickly pressed, Zhuo Qing let go and looked down at the just sewn vein. Su Ling points Yun's acupoints, which can indeed delay her bleeding, but because of the wound in her body, her blood pressure will change. When the acupoints are opened, the pressure is very high. It's normal to vomit blood. I'm afraid that the newly sewn blood vessels can't bear it!

After observing for a while, Zhuo Qing found that there was still a small amount of bleeding in the connected blood vessels. Damn it! Suture is still too thick, medical equipment is not complete, so Zhuo Qing's mood is very bad, his face is a bit dark! We are preparing for a second suture.

"Why does she keep vomiting blood?" Su Ling's deep voice is very low.

Zhuo Qing slightly looked up at Su Ling, eyebrows immediately tied. Su Ling's face is no better than Yun's. he stares at the silk which has been soaked in blood. Because he presses it too hard, the blood drops down along his fingers. Su Ling in the eyes of the obvious helpless and self blame let Zhuo Qing worry, although he is not out of control now, but here is the operating room after all, care is chaos, Zhuo Qing do not want to take risks, raised his voice: "sunset, get him out!"

Lou Xiyan hears Zhuo Qing's words outside the door and sighs. The two bodyguards in the outer room nod their heads. They enter the inner room and approach Su Ling. Su Ling caresses Gu Yun's cheek with both hands. Her eyes never leave her for a moment. The gloomy voice deliberately suppresses her voice and roars: "get out of here!"

Few people can resist Su Ling's inborn domineering spirit. They hesitated for a while. They didn't dare to go forward to pull others, but they didn't dare to just walk away.

At this time, the voice of Lou Xiyan came from the outer room again, "general Su, if you don't want something to happen at the end of Qing Dynasty, go outside and wait, you will kill her!"

Light voice in such a quiet to oppressive room sounded, every word is suffocating, Zhuo Qing seize the time for secondary suture, focus on the operation, turn a deaf ear to their words. Gu Yun no longer spits blood, but her face is a bit darker than just now. The blood handkerchief in her hand is so hot that she almost burns Su Ling, but her cheek is so cold that there is no temperature. Su Ling's hand shakes again. He knows that he can't help at all. He suppresses the impulse to protect her in his heart. Su Ling gets up quickly and rushes out.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, the night wind was like thorns whips. He didn't feel pain. He just closed his eyes in pain. The scene that the sword pierced her body played back in his mind again and again. He hated himself so much, why didn't he stop her!

Isn't he fast enough? Shouldn't you point her acupoints! If, if he was faster, she would have more hope of life! A little faster The tall body seemed to be emptied of its strength, dejected against the rocks behind it, and the cold feeling spread from the back to the heart.

It seems like a long night. Time is always walking, night a little bit by the dawn engulfed, the sun slowly rising, brought a trace of warmth. When Su Ren heard the news, he came early to see Gu Yun's condition. When he went into the courtyard, he saw a tall body sitting by the rockery. At the moment of first meeting, he could hardly recognize the man sitting on the ground as Su Ling. The night's suffering made him grow a lot of hawthorn, and his face didn't look too sad, but his dark eyes, which were always sharp and arrogant, were staring at a point on the ground. His eyes were completely empty, and he still held a cold and fishy silk cloth which had been soaked in blood.

Su Ren's heart mentioned his throat. What's the matter?

Is she dead?!