Li Luo watched the fox and badger go away, and took a moment to check the wounds on his body. Some of the wounds were deep enough to show bone, so he bandaged them with rags to barely stop the bleeding. "Bi"Ω qu"ge
He immediately moved to Le Shang's side, feeling a little worried and a little scared. He gently put his hand in front of his mouth and nose to test Le Shang's breath.
The sound of breathing was almost imperceptible, seeming to be there or not. Li Luo frowned and grabbed Le Shang's pulse again. After a long time, his expression slowly relaxed.
The pulse is still there, but very weak. In addition to being seriously injured, this weakness seems to be related to the exercises that Le Shang has learned. It's a bit like the snow water that melts away from the mountains in the spring. It doesn't flow, but it moisturizes things silently.
, nourishing Le Shang’s eight extraordinary meridians.
Li Luo breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he had no time to worry about any suspicion between men and women. He untied Le Shang's clothes and carefully inspected the injuries suffered by Le Shang.
There was no water in the col and the wound could not be cleaned, so Li Luo had no choice but to give up and stop the bleeding first before thinking of other solutions.
When Li Luo untied Le Shang's clothes, Li Luo, who had been in the army for a long time, took a deep breath involuntarily because Le Shang had been injured.
Most of Le Shang's wounds were on her chest. They were injured by hidden weapons when she rescued Li Luo. At a rough glance, there were dozens of them.
The wounds vary in size, all are hideous and terrifying, and some have turned green and black. It seems that the hidden weapons have been quenched with poison.
The most shocking injury to Li Luo was the wooden branch that passed through Le Shang's waist. It tore Le Shang's waist, broke two ribs, and one of the ribs pierced the flesh.
The lower abdomen poked out, looking particularly vicious and terrifying.
Li Luo didn't expect Le Shang to be so seriously injured and lose so much blood. If he continued like this, even if he practiced the most amazing internal skills, he would still be unable to recover.
Li Luo frowned, but he was not slow in using his knife to open the flesh and took out the hidden weapon that had penetrated Le Shang's body.
When Le Shang's flesh and blood was cut open, Le Shang, who was unconscious in his sleep, seemed to feel pain, his brows were slightly knitted together, and his eyelashes were trembling.
Li Luo glanced at it, made up his mind to ignore it, and quickly took out all the hidden weapons.
If he encounters a poisonous wound and there is no medicine around to detoxify it, Li Luo will follow the medical skills taught by Mr. Gui, cut off the flesh and blood contaminated with poisonous water with a knife, and then suck the poisonous blood with his mouth. As long as he can cure Le Shang, he will be injured.
I'll think of a solution later.
Including the three hidden weapons on his back, there were twenty-three in total, all of which were nailed to Le Shang.
Li Luo couldn't help but feel sad. If he was so seriously injured, would he still have the energy to run so far?
Li Luo smiled bitterly, cut some silk whisks, found a green bee needle without quenching poison from the hidden weapon, threaded the needle and thread, and sewed up the wound on Le Shang's body.
Li Luo took a deep breath. He didn't have time to feel sorry for himself. He also had to heal the wound on his waist.
Li Luo moved his hands and gently pulled out the branch from Le Shang's waist. Fortunately, it was a branch from a Chinese chrysanthemum tree. The trunk was straight, with no extra branches, and there would be no more branches.
Stuck in the waist and abdomen.
As soon as the branch left Le Shang's waist, blood spilled out. It was purple-black at first, and slowly turned into blood-red.
Li Luo's expression was solemn, but there was no look of panic. He raised the knife and cut off the ribs that had pierced Le Shang's lower abdomen and were still connected. However, he was not strong enough and it took him two knives to cut off the ribs.
Li Luo slowly pulled out the broken bones. Le Shang, who was in a coma, seemed to be aware of the severe pain. His breathing was short and long, and there were bursts of painful moans in his throat, and his delicate body twitched.
Li Luo was worried that the stitched wound would open again, so he hurriedly pressed down on Le Shang. However, this look was too indecent, so Li Luo didn't care about anything else and pressed down on Le Shang.
The harder Le Shang struggled, the more blood flowed out from the wound. However, after a few breaths, his face was whiter than the paper. If it were white, it would be fine, but there was still a trace of grayness in this paleness.
Li Luo's heart sank, and he was not sure that he could save Huo Leshang, but as long as Leshang still had breath, he would always try his best.
Le Shang's convulsions gradually subsided, and he didn't know whether it was because he was tired or lost his mind. Seeing the opportunity, Li Luo hurriedly cut off the silk thread and quickly sewed up the wound.
The wound was very large, so Li Luo followed the instructions and used a whisk of dust to sew it up.
The blood from the wound slowly stopped, but Le Shang didn't wake up. His face was even paler than before. If he didn't lie on Le Sang's chest, he wouldn't be able to find his heartbeat at all.
Li Luo wiped his sweat, his heart was hanging in the air. There was nothing here, so he could only use local materials. There was really no guarantee of curing Le Shang.
On the withered black and yellow rotten leaves, there is a body as white as jade, stained with blood. This situation is really strange.
Li Luo gently pulled Le Shang's tattered clothes to cover his body. Li Lingfeng's mourning clothes covering Li Luo's body had been taken out by the fox badger. Without a coat, the mountain col couldn't see the sun, and it was a bit cold. The sweat that Li Luo had just sweated away.
My clothes were soaked, and the cold wind was blowing, and it was bitingly cold.
Li Luo took a breath and calmed down to check the wounds on his body. They were all on his back. There were seven of them. Fortunately, they were hidden weapons shot by the killer while running. It was also at night, so to ensure his head was accurate, there were no golden needles.
Hidden weapons such as this are mostly locust stones or soul-chasing bullets. They are large and do not penetrate deeply into the flesh.
Li Luo gouged it out with his backhand. He couldn't see the hidden weapon, and it was difficult to control the timing of his attack. Li Luo breathed out cold air when he took out the seven hidden weapons, and the veins on his forehead almost popped out.
Fortunately, these hidden weapons did not injure the muscles and bones, and the injuries suffered by Le Shang were much lighter.
Li Luo randomly bandaged his wounds, cleaned up the mess on the ground, and stood up holding on to the broken wood. Suddenly, he felt an unbearable pain in his leg bones. Li Luo took a deep breath and fell straight down.
On the ground.
When I captured the badger and treated Le Shang's injuries, I didn't even notice it. Only when my mind relaxed a little did I feel the deep pain.
Li Luo tore open his clothes. His left leg was red and swollen. His leg bone was broken when he fell off the cliff.
Li Luo smiled bitterly and was speechless. He was secretly glad that he didn't suffer any serious injuries after falling from such a high cliff. It turned out that he was just nervous and didn't notice it.
However, bone setting was very familiar to Li Luo. When he was in the army, he often helped the soldiers in the military camp to treat the soldiers who fell from their horses. These injuries were not a problem for Li Luo.
Li Luo connected the broken bones and fixed them properly with a splint. He just couldn't use force, but he could still walk with some effort.
Li Luo looked up at the sky, calculated the time, and found that there was less than half an hour left compared to the three hours he had guessed.
Li Luo resisted the pain in his legs and hurriedly arranged the place to make it look like the two of them fled in a hurry. (To be continued.)