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Two hundred and twenty-two

Qing Yan nodded resolutely and took the medicine box handed over by Ling Xiao.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the wounds on his body, and her heart was cut off.

Fortunately, this is not the first time she has saved someone.

That day, on Langshoufeng Mountain, Empress Yingyue, who had just ascended the throne, was preparing to hold the Fengshan ceremony, but she didn't expect to be rebelled by Shangguan Chuxue. Yingyue held Qing Yan in her arms and jumped down Langshoufeng Mountain alone, but broke

A few ribs.

That day, in the dark jungle, without any medical equipment or any first aid drugs, Qing Yan still helped Yingyue get a broken bone and bandage the wound. After this experience, she was facing Xi

When I was in the imperial examination, I was much more calm, not to mention that the "medical conditions" were no longer the same!

He gently untied Xi Ming's clothes and helped him open his outer clothes and middle clothes, but found that the underwear had been completely stuck to the flesh and blood, and was covered in blood.

Qing Yan sighed, this injury is really serious!

Before he could think about anything else, he carefully separated his clothes from his flesh and blood with the sunlight revealed from the window. At this moment, Xi Ming, who was already in a coma, had a painful expression on his face from time to time, and his brows frowned even deeper.

Seeing this, Qing Yan had to slow down her movements and try to be the gentlest. Therefore, when she completely removed Xi Ming's damaged clothes, it took half an hour, and she didn't realize that she was sweating all over.

.

She let out a long breath, raised the back of her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead. When her eyes fell on his chest again, she was about to cry. The flesh and blood were blending, and the whip marks and stick marks,

Clashing across, the wounds are still oozing outward, as if they are endless. What is Dongcheng Farm? This is simply a hell on earth that eats people and does not spit bones! It actually tortures a living person into

This is how it is!

Qing Yan picked up a white towel, soaked it in the potion, then wiped the blood stains on Xi Ming's chest, and comforted her mouth: "Hold on, you'll get better soon."

Although Xi Ming heard her comfort and stretched his eyebrows a little, when the towel soaked with potions touched his wound, he was so painful as if he was grinning, and he grabbed Qing Yan with one hand.

wrist.

Qing Yan was stunned and wanted to break free, but he held it too hard and didn't dare to throw it away, for fear that it would move his body and hurt his wounds. He had to let him hold it like this.

During this period, Xi Ming always frowned, with a painful expression on his face. From time to time, faint moans came out of his mouth, and his forehead was filled with beads of sweat as big as soybeans. Suddenly, he vaguely shouted, "Huangfu...

Huangfu…”

Upon hearing this, a complex feeling suddenly surged into your heart, with a smile full of hope on your face, but there was endless loneliness in your eyes.

The good news is that he still remembers it!

He really remembers what happened before!

At least, he still remembers someone - Huangfu Shi.

Of course, the bad news that made Qing Yan feel sad was that even at the moment when he lost consciousness, what he still shouted in his dream was the man who once brought endless pain to him! Instead of his wife...


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