Just before dawn, Dongfang Xuxiao finally found a relatively secluded farmhouse.
Staring at the farmhouse surrounded by green trees, Dongfang Xuxiao held Hong Ling and knocked on the door!
"Who is it?" A woman's voice came from the room.
"My friend has suffered some injuries and needs urgent treatment now. Can you stay with me for a day?" Dongfang Xuxiao asked politely.
With a "squeak" sound, the door was opened from the inside; a woman in her forties, with a coat draped over her shoulders, walked out from the inside.
He looked Dongfang Xuxiao up and down for a moment, then turned his eyes to Hong Ling: "Ah! This girl looks like she's seriously injured!" The woman exclaimed and hurriedly moved her body to one side: "Quick! Go inside first!"
"Thank you!" Dongfang Xuxiao nodded and strode into the room with Hong Ling in his arms.
"Follow me!" The woman led the way and led the two of them to the west wing. She quickly lifted the quilt and instructed: "Put the person on the bed!"
Dongfang Xuxiao bent down and carefully placed Hong Ling on the bed.
Hong Ling frowned, moved slightly, and then calmed down.
"This girl is injured..." Looking at the scars all over Hong Ling's body, the woman couldn't help but knitted her brows: "...who is so cruel to do such a cruel thing to a little girl?"
"She was captured by her enemies, and she was injured like this when she was rescued!" Dongfang Xuxiao didn't want to say much, he just wanted to heal Hong Ling's injuries quickly.
"People today! They are becoming more and more inhumane!" The woman shook her head and sighed; suddenly she raised her hand and slapped her head: "Look at my brain, at this time, I still ask if I have these things.
Yes!" The woman looked at Dongfang Xuxiao and casually warned: "You wait here, I will ask the old man to come and heal this girl's injuries!" Before Dongfang Xuxiao could respond, the woman walked out of the room quickly.
The woman took three steps at a time and came to the east wing. Looking at the figure still sleeping soundly on the bed, she quickly stepped forward and pulled up the thin quilt: "Old man! Get up!"
The man in his forties, also in his forties, turned over on the bed and muttered: "It's not even daylight yet!"
"I want you to get up, there are so many things to do!" At the same time as she spoke, the woman's fingertips touched the man's ear.
"Ouch!" the man yelled and sat up: "Okay! Okay! Get up now, don't twist it!"
The woman retracted her fingertips with satisfaction: "Hurry up and get dressed, take the medical kit and follow me to the west wing!"
"Why are you going to the west wing? Why are you still holding the medical kit?" the man asked suspiciously while getting dressed.
If I remember correctly, no one has lived in the west wing of my house for almost a year!
"Go if you are told. There is so much nonsense!" The woman responded to the man's question very forcefully.
The man pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "How do I know what I want to do if I don't say anything?"
The woman glared at the man and finally explained: "A man and a woman have just arrived. The woman is seriously injured. Come over and take a look!"
"You should have told me earlier!" The man walked to the table and picked up the commonly used medicine kit.
The woman rolled her eyes at the man and walked towards the west wing first.
Looking at the pale person on the bed, Dongfang Xuxiao's face was full of guilt: "I'm sorry...I will definitely make you better..." He took out the porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out a pill; he gently helped Hong Ling up.
, bring the pill to his lips.
"Wait!" The man who had just entered the room hurriedly stopped Dongfang Xuxiao's behavior.
Dongfang Xuxiao turned around suspiciously: "Who is this?"
The woman smiled slightly and introduced: "This is my old man. He knows a little bit about medical skills. Let him show this girl!"
Dongfang Xuxiao looked at the man with inquiring eyes, not sure if he could do it?