Episode 27 Injured

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Yan Qing returned to her residence.

Yu Mo lived next to him, and at this moment he was reclining on the tree trunk in his own courtyard, with his head resting on his hands, and his legs were crossed carelessly.

Hearing the movement, Yu Mo turned his head and looked this way.

Seeing Yan Qing pushing the door and entering, he showed a bit of surprise.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

Yan Qing didn't speak, and walked straight into the house.

Seen from the side, there is no trace of ripples on Jun Leng's face, but there is an inexplicable coldness all over his body.

Yu Mo was even more surprised. He sat up and whistled.

"Hey, it's been so long since you came back, didn't you have a few more words with the eighth envoy?"

It shouldn't be.

Yan Qing paused.

"She's busy."

Yu Mo was taken aback: "What is she busy with?"

Yan Qing said succinctly:

"Lin Zhifei was injured and fell into a coma, and she was responsible afterwards."

Yu Mo's eyes widened.

"Isn't it!?"

He jumped forward, jumped in front of Yan Qing, and looked at him in disbelief.

"Since he was injured so badly and fell into a coma, shouldn't she take care of all the matters after that? You can bear it?"

It's not that there are no other heavenly doctors in the Illusory Shrine, why did they choose Xiao Ba?

Yan Qing's eyebrows jumped slightly, and she continued to walk forward without saying a word.

He doesn't want to continue this topic now.

But Yu Mo pulled him back:

"Hey—wait! Then you just look at it like this? Lin Zhifei's appearance is excellent, and he takes care of him every day..."

Yan Qing's eyes fell on him, coldly.

Yu Mo coughed.

"Hey, brother, I didn't hit you on purpose! Originally, your conditions are not bad, but your temper is too hard and your face is too smelly! You say you have a cold face all day long, which girl would like it? Lin Zhifei Although it is always indifferent, but it is gentle and polite anyway, you - you are incomparable!"

Yan Qing's eyes drooped slightly.

Yu Mo scratched his head:

"By the way, didn't you plan to see the emperor before? Didn't you say?"

Yan Qing paused.

"Look again."

Yu Mo looked confused.

"Are you still delaying? If you delay, your wife will be gone!"

Yan Qing didn't want to say any more, picked up the scabbard, walked around Yu Mo, and walked forward.

Yu Mo narrowly avoids, grabs his shoulder:

"you listen to me--"

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Yanqing's left shoulder was sticky and slippery.

He withdrew his hand, it was full of bright red blood.

"You are hurt!?"

Yan Qing didn't speak, and entered the room with a bit of impatience.

Yu Mo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed in.

I didn't realize it just now, but when I looked carefully at this time, I found that Yan Qing's lips seemed to be faintly pale.

He took off his coat, picked up the point of the sword, and tore off the left sleeve, revealing his tough and thin upper body.

Perhaps it was because the clothes had stuck to the wound because it hadn't been treated properly before.

However, Yan Qing's face remained unchanged, and he just tore it off directly, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood, and the wound was torn again.

Yu Mo glanced at it, and sure enough, he saw a long wound spreading from his shoulder to his chest, passing through his collarbone, only an inch away from his heart.

The flesh and blood were rolled up, and the bones were almost visible.

Yu Mo frowned.

With such a serious injury, Yan Qing didn't do much to deal with it, just wrapped it tightly with clothes and then came back?

Because of this, he concealed it very well. If Yu Mo hadn't pulled his shoulder, he wouldn't have noticed that he was injured.

"What's the matter with this injury? It was left in the Shenxu Realm?"

Yan Qing didn't speak, just went to fetch water and began to treat the wound by herself.

A basin of clear water was quickly smudged into a rich blood color.

He started taking medicine again.

Yu Mo sat opposite him.

"What's the matter with you? Such an injury has been delayed until now?" Yu Mo laughed back angrily, "Do you think you are hard-pressed?"

Yan Qing lowered her head, the wound was already purulent, looking shocking.

There were bursts of stabbing pain, and his shoulders trembled slightly, but he didn't cry out in pain, and even the expression on his face was as cold as ever.

It seemed that what he was dealing with was not his own injury, but someone else's.

After the medicine was finished, he said:

"Tight."

A few words that couldn't be more simple, but Yu Mo was stunned.

They have worked together for many years, and he understood what Yan Qing meant almost instantly.

It should be that the situation in the Shenxu Realm is urgent, and Lin Zhifei is seriously injured and cannot be delayed, so he has not been able to spare time to deal with this injury.

With Yan Qing's personality, it's not surprising that she would do such a thing.

but...

"Does the eighth envoy know?"

Yan Qing had already started bandaging, with her head slightly lowered, her face expressionless.

"have no idea."

 …

"Yan Qing

Hurt, why don't you let me tell? "

Chu Liuyue and Rong Xiu walked hand in hand.

The surroundings are quiet, and occasionally a few pink and white peach petals float down and land on the bluestone slab, forming a beautiful contrast.

"Although the bloody smell was suppressed by him, it should still be quite serious."

Rong Xiu held her hand and raised his eyebrows.

"He doesn't want others to know, so why expose it."

Chu Liuyue thought for a moment.

That being said, the injury thing...

"I've been hiding what's going on."

Rong Xiu smiled.

"If he wants to say it, he will naturally say it."

Chu Liuyue was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized something.

"you mean--"

Rong Xiu smiled and said nothing.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Liuyue said quietly:

"Dijun, your people are just like you... do you think so much?"

Rong Xiudao:

"That's not true. He has such a temperament, and he never wants to talk about it when he is hurt. However, he should soon know that if he has something, he must say it, and if he is hurt, he must show it."

Chu Liuyue: "...Our Xiaoba is really pitiful."

As she spoke, she took out a few green plums from her sleeve and stuffed them into her mouth.

The sweet and sour breath instantly filled the lips and teeth.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

Rong Xiu looked at her, and suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

Chu Liuyue turned her head puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

Her cheeks were still bulging, and her speech was a little slurred.

Rong Xiu was silent for a while, then said:

"Yue'er, instead of worrying about other people, you should think more about being a husband."

Chu Liuyue opened her eyes slightly in surprise, very puzzled.

"What's the meaning?"

The world is his, so what is there to worry about?

Rong Xiu's eyebrows moved slightly.

It is very possible that he will really be said to be useless.

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