Chapter 180 -- Yan Lingyu's Injury
Chapter 190 - Yan Lingyu's Injury
Duan Qingming was stunned!
A small box carved from a piece of amethyst is quietly lying in the palm of Yan Lingyu's hand, refracting a dazzling light under the bright candlelight!
Yan Lingyu's hand stretched out half again:
"I helped you, and you owe me again, so wipe this on your hand and don't leave a scar!"
Yan Lingyu said and opened the lid of the crystal box. There is a plaster as white as gel, which exudes a faint fragrance on this cold night!
"It's just that I've heard that there is a nine-turn magnolia liquid in the palace, which is passed down from the magic doctor Du Fang, which can cure all scars, but there is no way to get it!" In Jiuhua Temple, Chuntao's helpless words were still in his ears, like a heavy hammer, knocking on Duan Qingming's heart.
Duan Qingming stepped back half a step, reached out and stroked the wrist that began to scar, and shook his head:
"I can't take this!"
The things in the palace are naturally extremely rare. Otherwise, Chuntao would not have said it in such an embarrassing tone. But now, Yan Lingyu actually got it. To be honest, I really don't know how much effort he spent, but no matter how much he spent, Duan Qingming can't accept his kindness!
Yan Lingyu's long eyebrows raised slightly, and there seemed to be hundreds of millions of stars shining in his black crystal-like eyes:
"Do you want to repudiate the debt?"
Duan Qingming smiled bitterly:
"I don't want to repudiate... It's just that this thing is too precious, so I can't accept it!"
Yan Lingyu's face has sunk:
"Duan Qingming, I said before that your life is already mine... I order you to accept this thing!"
After saying that, he threw it into Duan Qingming's arms, turned around angrily and sat on the chair!
The bottle made of amethyst fell into Duan Qingming's hand, still with Yan Lingyu's body temperature. She hesitated slightly:
"Well, I'll accept this... Thank you for your kindness!"
This master's temper is really a needle in the sea, which is elusive. Now, the night is quieter. Duan Qingming just wants him to leave here quickly so as not to settle down!
Yan Lingyu didn't raise his eyelids, but gently said "um"!
Duan Qingming looked at the window, clenched the crystal bottle in her hand, and pointed out of the window:
"Well, Your Highness the Third Prince, it's late at night..."
It's late at night. Can you leave?
However, Yan Lingyu shrank to the chair again and said lazily:
"I'm tired and can't walk tonight. I want to rest with you all night..."
"What?"
This time, Duan Qingming was stunned again!
Do you have an inch? If you give a little color, do you have to go to the dyeing workshop?
Master, tomorrow is my Manshou. In this Ningshu Garden, there are people coming and going... If you live with me, if it spreads out, do you still want me to be a person?
However, Yan Lingyu seemed to be really tired. After saying a word, he didn't want to say a word!
Duan Qingming frowned and found that under the dim light, Yan Lingyu's face was pale and haggard, and even his lips, which had always been as red as roses, became bloodless!
The window was not closed. The winter wind, mixed with the smell of ice and snow, circled around in front of the window, pushing the window lattice, as if he wanted to rush in!
Duan Qingming frowned and closed the window tightly. The fire in the stove was not extinguished, and the red firelight was slightly swallowing, dispelling all the cold air in the whole room!
Duan Qingming knew that he could not move Yan Lingyu. Well, let him sleep here all night and drive him away early tomorrow morning!
It must be an idea. Duan Qingming stepped forward, took out another quilt from the wardrobe and put it on the beauty couch on one side. Then she stepped forward and gently pushed Yan Lingyu:
"Hey, don't sleep here, you'll catch a cold!"
However, the people under him are motionless.
Duan Qingming shook again, but no one answered!
In desperation, Duan Qingming had to pick up the quilt and prepare to cover Yan Lingyu's body. The moment she lowered her head, she saw Yan Lingyu's tight eyebrows, pale face, and knife-like edges and corners. Because of temporary relaxation, the lines became soft. His flawless skin was shining in the semi-bright and half-dark shadow. With a jade-like luster!
His appearance is still a heroic and handsome teenager, with the beauty beyond the six reincarnations, but there is an extremely weak atmosphere everywhere!
In the air, a faint smell of blood began to drift away. Duan Qingming withdrew her hand and only felt that the palms of her hands were moist. She came to the shadow of the lamp and was stunned!
Blood, full of blood in the palm of your hand!
The blood still carries the unique temperature of the human body, but the temperature is like a burning fire. In an instant, it burned Duan Qingming's heart!
Heart, stinging! Duan Qingming's hands began to tremble in pain!
Is Yan Lingyu injured?
However, he entered the room without saying a word. He beat and beat himself for a long time. The fist must have fallen on his heart, right?
However, he didn't even frown!
"Hey, Yan Lingyu..."
In any case, there is no way to go on with the following words. With the palm of Duan Qingming's hand, the person who had been in a coma for a long time fell to the ground with a "pop" sound!
Fortunately, the quilt covering him fell first. It was spread on the body, but this heavy impact, which was originally bleeding, flowed faster! Soon, it soaked the back under the body!
With so much blood and so much blood, can he still live?
Duan Qingming suddenly panicked!
She found the scissors and cut Yan Lingyu's clothes. Only under his side, there was a long wound on his chest, constantly bleeding, constantly penetrating his clothes!
Yan Lingyu's body was so cold, like a huge ice mass, attracting a poor amount of heat from his body. It was so cold that his whole body seemed to exude cold air! It's so cold that it doesn't look like the temperature a living person should have!
Duan Qingming's heart became inexplicably flustered!
She wants to help Yan Lingyu out, but how can she hold a person as big as Yan Lingyu?
More blood flowed out and quickly penetrated Yan Lingyu's clothes. With the pulled-up half of his body, it ticked and fell to the ground!
Duan Qingming bit her lower lip and whispered:
"Yan Lingyu, get up... get up!"
However, the teenager, who was still alive just now, was like a broken catkins. He shook a few times in Duan Qingming's hand and fell out again!
Duan Qingming thought for a moment, quickly ran to the outer room, splashed up the fainting summer grass with the rest of the cold tea, and then pulled her back to the room!
At first sight of the bloody Yan Lingyu, Xia Caoer was about to scream. Duan Qingming glanced faintly, and she quickly covered her mouth!
Duan Qingming said sullenly:
"No one is allowed to say this... Now, help him to **!"
Xia Caoer answered, and then helped Duan Qingming carefully help Yan Lingyu to **!
Cut off Yan Lingyu's clothes one by one, and Duan Qingming found that there were two or three wounds on Yan Lingyu's body, which were extremely deep. One runs through the abdomen, the other, from the chest to the lower abdomen, and the last one is the long and deep wound under thexie!
Several wounds kept bleeding, and the blood quickly soaked Duan Qingming's quilt.
Duan Qingming gritted his teeth and ordered Xia Caoer to cut all Yan Lingyu's clothes. Then he ran to the medicine box and found a lot of things to stop the bleeding.
What Sanqi powder, what hemostatic elixir, what five spirit fat... All of them, take them, sprinkle them on the wound, and finally, find a sheet of cotton cloth from the box, tear them apart, and help Yan Lingyu bandage all the staggered wounds!
These drugs were sent by Duan Qingming when he hurt his forehead last time. Duan Qingming kept them and did not move. Now they are all right, and they all come in handy!
It's been almost four times since I finished all this!
Duan Qingming wiped the sweat on her forehead and breathed gently. Then she ordered Xia Caoer to bring a pot of hot water to help Yan Lingyu wipe her forehead!