Ling Yutong stared at the fire, slightly lost in thought.
Unstable emotions swirled in her heart. In fact, the horse had lost too much blood, and she was not sure whether it could be saved. She was not sure.
Without herbs and silver needles, the best she could do was protect the horse's heart and stop the bleeding, and more...
She didn't know when it became quiet around her. She came back from her deep thoughts and turned her head inadvertently. She was stunned.
The deep pupils were as deep as that night, and there was an imperceptible smile inside them.
"Qi Yan? You..."
"Well, I'm here."
His slightly lower voice was muted, his eyes were slightly curved, and his expression was uniquely soft.
Ling Yutong couldn't help but curl her lips. Even she didn't realize how much Qi Yan's arrival had inspired her.
Staring into his eyes, she forgot to shift her gaze for a moment, and the corners of her lips were raised for a moment.
Qi Yan did not look away and looked at her quietly.
On the side, Qi Yun raised her head and glanced at them, her eyes flashing slightly. She pressed lightly and did not disturb them.
"We are now facing a crisis of no medicines. Since you are here, are you..."
Ling Yutong came back to his senses and asked softly.
Qi Yan replied in the affirmative.
"Don't worry, I brought your usual medicines and tools. As long as you are fine, everything will be fine with them."
"I'm here. You can tell my people to do anything you want. Don't show off."
A bulging package was pushed towards her. Ling Yutong opened it and took a look, her eyes brightening.
She answered seriously and quickly took the package to the horse.
The horse's side was paralyzed on the ground, with only a thin layer of cushions on it, which was now stained with blood.
"Eat this."
The horse didn't have much strength anymore and had to be assisted by someone to take the medicine. Qi Yan said something like that just now, so she immediately turned around: "Qi Yan?"
Qi Yan turned the wheels of his wheelchair, and people around him quickly stepped forward to help.
Qi Yun glanced at the two of them again and touched her chin.
With the medicine and Ling Yutong's skillful hands, both human and horse injuries were properly treated. After all the wounded were settled and everyone finally sat in front of the fire, in desperation, they
Still have to spend the night on the edge of the cliff.
Zhao Song opened his mouth: "It's a cold night. I have a suggestion. If Miss Ling doesn't mind it, my brothers and I will build a roof nearby. There are a few stone walls to provide some protection from the cold wind."
Ling Yutong looked over, and his first reaction was: "That... wouldn't it be inconvenient?"
"Actually, we have a carriage so we can spend the night. After all, there are quite a few of us..."
She glanced at Xiao Er and the others. Ever since she asked him to find a carriage, and after finding the carriage, this man never left. He was also very active in finding firewood. He had the service temperament of a shop waiter written on his forehead.
It was completely different from the cold confrontation with number three.
Xiao Er was stared at inexplicably and spread his hands innocently.
Miss Ling's intention was not to ask him to help send the Buddha to the West. In this case, if Miss Ling and the others did not return to the capital for a moment, it would not be considered as sending the Buddha to the West.
Ling Yutong didn't understand his inexplicable stubbornness. After Zhao Song said that he could handle them, she quietly consulted Qi Yun and Song Yue for their opinions.
Qi Yun pondered for a moment: "Although the reputation of a woman sleeping outside is a hindrance, we ended up in this situation by accident. Qi Yan is here and Mr. Chen is here. When we get back to Beijing, no one can tell us anything.
"
"Besides, it will be much better for Songyue if there is a stone wall to block the cool breeze at night. She..."
After carefully examining the wounds, none of them expected that Song Yue was the most seriously injured. Now that Zhao Song took the initiative to mention it, they had one more choice.
Qi Yan and Chen Qiushui also agreed.
The house that Zhao Song and the others built themselves was really crude.
The moment everyone saw it, their eyes widened. Xiao Er raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but sigh: "Your living conditions are more difficult than when we go out to go on a mission and sleep in the grass at night."
"But it's still very kind."
The Qi family members also had calm expressions. Even if they were facing a crude and simple house, they did not lose their courtesy.
Zhao Song was slightly relieved when he saw their expressions, raised his hand and guided: "This way."
The further you go inside, the more you can feel the hardship of their lives, and there are also a lot of refugees.
Ling Yutong pursed her lips. Fortunately, it was early autumn. If it was cold winter, a house like this...
"I see that the splicing marks on these bricks and tiles are still new."
She turned to talk to Zhao Song.
"Yes, we just recently decided to settle here temporarily."
Zhao Song was silent for a moment, with emotion in his eyes.
"There are actually not so many restrictions on the open space outside the capital. We have come all the way from distant places because we have a certain belief."
Ling Yutong's eyes moved.
"Far away place? Where?"
Zhao Song looked at her deeply and kept his voice very low.
"Northern Xinjiang."
Ling Yutong's pupils suddenly dilated.
At that moment, it was like fireworks exploding suddenly in his mind. Ling Yutong's footsteps stopped for a moment, and a storm arose in his heart.
She had a guess.
Qi Yan turned his head and looked at her: "What's wrong?"
Ling Yutong realized his gaffe, immediately adjusted his expression, and replied softly: "It's okay, my ankle just felt a little uncomfortable."
Zhao Song's eyes stayed on her for a moment longer.
Qi Yan didn't hear Zhao Song's whisper. Hearing this, he frowned slightly and immediately looked at Ling Yutong's ankle.
But he couldn't see anything because of the clothes. After a second's pause, he raised his hand to hold Ling Yutong's arm, restrained and polite.
Ling Yutong:???
She was stunned for a moment, and after realizing his intention, she opened her mouth, but she didn't say it after all. It was an excuse.
Therefore, Qi Yan's hand did not let go until Zhao Song took them to the accommodation arranged for them.
Ling Yutong was slightly uncomfortable at the beginning, but after getting used to his gentle support, she got used to it for a while.
"I'll be standing guard outside. Call me if you need anything."
After speaking, Qi Yan let go of his hand.
Ling Yutong nodded.
When he lowered his head slightly, he noticed her headdress.
In the past, every time she lowered her eyes and saluted, the sweet-scented osmanthus hairpin that was blooming quietly under the early autumn sun looked particularly shiny, as if it had a fragrant fragrance.
But this time, the sweet-scented osmanthus hairpin was missing, and her hairstyle was slightly different from when she went out in the morning.
If a woman's hairpin is dropped, it's fine if it's simply lost, but if it's picked up by someone with care...
With this thought in mind, he asked.
Ling Yutong was slightly startled, then curved her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, that hairpin was given to a very destined young lady."
When they get back safely this time, she will help Miss Tang wherever she can.
It was quiet all night, and the stone bed was really uncomfortable, but when I woke up in the morning, no one had dark circles under their eyes.