Qiao Yan took the towel from the side, casually wiped the blood on his pale fingers, and said lightly: "Well, this is what the second master said, you all heard it."
Then Gu Wenyuanhai kept mumbling: "...it...has nothing to do with Da Qiao..."
Qiao Yan said nonchalantly: "Thank you, Master, for your sympathy."
Ming Lanruo's eyes twitched: "..."
What a...dog!
What could she say? Fine, anyway, even if Gu Er died, he would definitely not accuse Qiao Yan of being the culprit who tortured him to death.
She just said - this man is the one holding the whip in his hand to train people.
Moreover, Cang Qiao's ability to train people and play with people's hearts is really unique in the world. He is the one who obviously killed you, but he can still make you grateful.
Ming Lanruo couldn't help but glance at him and shuddered quietly. Fortunately...he had never used this ability on her in the past life.
When faced with her, this person didn't know why he could break his skills so easily.
She is almost like a flaw in him...
As if aware of Ming Lanruo's gaze, Qiao Yan suddenly looked over, his eyes dark.
Ming Lanruo's heart palpitated, she instinctively turned away and whispered: "I'm going to check on Gu Er first. I can't let him really die."
Gu Er finally couldn't stand it anymore and fainted. Although he was confused by Qiao Yan's unknown tricks, he would never accuse Qiao Yan of almost killing him.
But if Gu Er died directly after they arrived, with Uncle Qiu's ability and General Gu not being a fool, he would have guessed that it was related to them.
Ming Lanruo walked over to Gu Er and sat down. She looked at the horrific wounds on his back, with bones protruding, and couldn't help but turn blue.
She immediately took out a small pack of needles and several bottles of pills from her waist, and at the same time told Wei Ye: "There is blood everywhere here. You should quickly find a way to change the bedding and these clothes and get rid of the blood."
Wei Ye looked at the scene here, which looked like the scene of a murder and dismemberment. Anyone who looked at it would be frightened to death.
He nodded immediately: "Okay!"
Qiao Yan stood up. When Wei Ye saw him coming, his face turned pale and he instinctively took a few steps back, as if he had seen something terrible.
He forced a smile: "Well, I'll go first... to get some water."
After that, he left in a hurry.
After Wei Ye left, Ming Lanruo immediately began to diagnose Gu Er's pulse and administer acupuncture.
Seeing that the blood on his hands couldn't be wiped clean, Qiao Yan felt disgust in his eyes. He simply threw away the handkerchief, hugged his chest and said lazily.
"Don't worry, he won't die. Dongchang's method is best at making life worse than death."
Ming Lanruo heard this and put her fingertips on Gu Er's pulse. Sure enough, although his heart pulse was weak, it was well protected by something, and the bleeding had gradually stopped on its own.
On the verge of death, it hurts so much, but I won't die.
This was the first time she saw such a method, which really shocked and horrified her.
She didn't know what to say for a moment, so she just nodded: "Yeah."
She still began to concentrate on stopping Gu Wenyuan's bleeding and cleaning up his wounds.
With the condition of Gu Wenyuan's injuries, he might not be able to get out of bed until the war breaks out between the imperial army and Gujiazhai.
This is good, so as not to harm Wei Ye.
Ming Lanruo sighed silently.
A slender, cold hand suddenly rested on Ming Lanruo's shoulder: "What are you thinking about?"
Ming Lanruo trembled and felt a little stiff, especially because the dark red blood on his hand almost touched her cheek.
She turned slightly and avoided his hand calmly: "It's nothing, I was just thinking about the doctor named Uncle Qiu. If he comes to change Gu Er's dressing again and sees these wounds, I'm afraid he will find something wrong.
."
Qiao Yan smiled: "If it's him, you don't have to worry about this, I will take care of it."
Ming Lanruo didn't know what he was going to do, so she nodded absently: "Yeah."
She was about to pull out the silver needle on Gu Eryutang's acupoint.
Suddenly, Qiao Yan suddenly bent down behind her.
His dark shadow covered her, and a pale and cold face pressed close to her cheek. His eyes rolled to the corners of his eyes, looking forward at an extremely weird angle with his eyes staring at her.
She, smile——
"Are you afraid of me?"
Ming Lanruo felt a chill all over her body. It was obviously broad daylight and the person behind her was holding her.
His face was so intimately pressed against hers, but she seemed to be in a strange and cold dark night, pressed against something unknown, cold, sticky and bloody, making people shudder.
His hand touched her shoulder, slowly and hard, and the coldness of his fingertips almost penetrated into her skin through her clothes.
It almost made her whole body stiff.
The air was extremely quiet.
…
I don't know why, but at that moment, Ming Lanruo had an unspeakable feeling. If she answered wrongly, there would be very bad consequences.
This consequence may not be triggered now, but it will definitely not be a good thing for her in the future.
She took a deep breath, suddenly stood up, turned around and raised her hand and slapped her - "Pah!"
She simply and neatly knocked Qiao Yan's face away.
As a result, his posture became a little strange. He leaned forward as if bowing, but turned his face sideways. The slap made his strange expression less scary than before.
There was a moment of suffocating silence in the air.
Ming Lanruo turned her hand away, squeezed her trembling hand, and looked at him calmly: "What do you want to say, Cang Qiao, if I say I'm afraid, what are you going to do to me? You're sick!"
The person standing behind her just now was Cang Qiao, not Qiao Yan.
