Her movements were like those of a small animal. He Lingchuan raised his left hand and stroked her smooth face:
"How dare I drink?"
"Come in." She pushed the door open and said, "Let me take a look at the wound."
After entering the house, Sun Fuling took out two fluorescent spores and then took off He Lingchuan's coat.
The wound that Arlo had treated urgently a few hours ago was bleeding again.
There was such a big bloody hole, but Sun Fuling's face didn't change when she saw it. She took scissors and carefully cut open the soft cloth, then fetched a whole basin of warm water, and while changing the dressing, she said, "Did you hurt your lungs?"
"No. I avoided it."
"But the Zhongfu point is rotten and the bones are broken." Sun Fuling frowned, "In the next few days, you will have difficulty in breathing, shortness of breath and frequent coughing."
After saying that, he coughed a few times.
Her illness is not getting better either.
He Lingchuan pulled her into his arms, circled her waist and asked, "Have you taken any medicine?"
"I've eaten." Sun Fuling was very careful not to hit his injury, "Aluo is good at treating injuries, but not very good at treating diseases."
"A Luo is a military doctor. He has a specialization in his profession." He Lingchuan gently placed his chin on her shoulder and suddenly felt himself surrounded by the faint scent of wood. "Shall I ask his master to treat you?"
"Are you looking for Mr. Helian again?" Sun Fuling laughed, "He is too busy in Panlong City. My minor illness will be cured in a few days, so I don't need to bother him to come all the way here."
She pressed He Lingchuan's other shoulder and reminded him: "Your injury is still bleeding!"
"Let me hug you." He relied on the fact that he was injured and stayed still. "Today there were swords and swords, and I almost didn't come back to see you."
Sun Fuling finally relented and gently hugged his neck.
The two of them leaned against each other quietly, feeling happy that the years had passed.
It would be nice if the wound didn't hurt so much. He Lingchuan bared his teeth silently. The effectiveness of the painkillers wore off, and the pain swept over him again.
"Does it hurt?" Sun Fuling seemed to be able to see it and asked in his ear.
"……pain."
"Then sit up straight." She pushed him upright and turned around to get the medicine. "Take the medicine early and go to bed early, and you will be better tomorrow."
This is treating him like a child.
Her way of treating wounds was deft and skillful, not inferior to that of Arlo.
Just as He Lingchuan was about to speak, Sun Fuling threw a small pill into his mouth.
Gudu, he swallowed: "What is this?"
"It's a sleeping aid." She pointed to the couch, and he walked over obediently, "It's been a tiring day, it's time for you to sleep. Fushan Lie is really a very human being who can seriously injure you."
He Lingchuan chuckled: "I also lost one of his arms, and the injury was more serious than mine."
What's the comparison? "So who of you wins?"
"We'll know in two days."
The medicine took effect very quickly. He Lingchuan held her hand and before he could say a few words to her, his eyelids became heavier and heavier.
Before falling asleep, he heard her cough twice more.
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The surroundings were dark, and there was some pain in his right shoulder. He Lingchuan touched his left hand and saw that a splint was still hanging on his right chest——
It seems that he has not returned to reality yet.
What is this place?
There was a little green light not far away, flickering.
He raised his mental alertness and slowly approached it.
In front of you is a small pond, no more than two feet in diameter. The water in the pond is as smooth as a mirror and as clear as a mirror.
The space outside the pool was shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.
He Lingchuan stood still on the shore of the lake, lowering his head to observe.
The depth of the water is unknown, but there is a blur of green light and shadow under the water, which is tied tightly with dark red silk threads, like a fish caught in a net.
The green light and shadow also discovered He Lingchuan and tried hard to rush towards him.
He Lingchuan remained motionless.
He guessed what this was. This was Dafang Hu's territory, and it would be weird if the other party could touch a hair of his.
Sure enough, before the green light broke out of the water, the red net mercilessly stopped it in place.
The green light and shadow suddenly spoke:
"He Xiao!"
He Lingchuan sighed slightly.
This was a "fate" that he could not escape, but now, he could look down on it from a high position.
Strength and weakness are mutually exchanged, and perspectives are reversed.
"Naruotian's clone is nothing more than that."
Only the winner is qualified to say this.
"Don't you call yourself the God of Destiny?" He Lingchuan ridiculed him, "Now, aren't you also bound and manipulated by 'fate'?"
He recognized the red thread that bound Narutian's clone, which was very similar to the method used by Narotian in the battle in the secret realm. Is Dafang Hu using the other's method to do the other's?
However, after he finished the battle in the Panlong Secret Realm, he made a request to Dafang Hu to confirm with his own eyes the fate of Naluotian's clone.
This request is very reasonable. He has worked hard and planned for so long, so he can't be in vain.
In the following three months, this wish was never realized, and he thought that Dafang Hu ignored him.
Now it seems that it has finally finished its work.
In the battle in the Panlong Secret Realm, Dafang Hu gained the most. Just digesting the Qiling Baogai and the God's clone was enough for it to be busy for a long time.
Nailuotian's clone stopped struggling and quickly transformed into a human form.
The figure, the facial features, and the right hand hanging on the chest... are all exactly the same as He Lingchuan.
He Lingchuan looked at the clone of Narutian under the water. It was like his reflection in the water, but it was entangled in the net and could not move.
Oh, if he had failed to resist Naluotian's divine descending, he would probably be the one tied up and hanging upside down in the sea of consciousness now, right?
Is this his original destiny script?
Dafang Hu is quite humorous, allowing him and Nai Luotian's clones to exchange scripts and roles.
The reflection spoke, with a tone that ranged from anger to confusion: "What method did you use to steal the Qiling Bao Gai from Xushan?"
After being arrested by Dafang Hu, it figured out a lot of things, and it was both enlightening and unbelievable.
This kid dared to let He Chunhua summon the God's clone in Panlong Secret Realm because he was sure that Dafang Hu would definitely stop it.
There are so many people who have entered Panlong Desert, why did Dafanghu only help him?
Unless there is a deep connection between the two, unless...he took back the lost lid for the square pot and made this artifact complete again.
Of course, Nai Luotian's clone knew that Xu Mountain was attacked not long ago, and also knew what treasures were lost in Zhaixing Tower.
Anyone who can be related to Dafang Hu will most likely be the one causing trouble in heaven!
By inferring cause from effect, it is not difficult for Naluotian's clone to string together these clues and find out the truth.
He Lingchuan stood with his hands behind his back: "Using the opportunity to make plans, just like how I dealt with you this time."
After the Xushan Incident, this was the first time he publicly admitted it to outsiders.
But Nailuotian's clone is still confused. There is one thing it still can't figure out:
Why He Xiao?
Why is it He Xiao?
This young man is just the skin he planned more than ten years ago. He grew up according to the playboy route set by He Chunhua for him. He has a little luck at best. How can he win the favor of Dafang Hu? How can he be qualified to do big things that shake the two worlds?