After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Three days passed, and Ping An, who was still waiting in the inn, had not received any news from Si Jiu.

No matter how slow he was, he knew that something must have happened to Si Jiu.

If Si Jiu hadn't told him before leaving, he should never act rashly.

Even if he didn't come back, I couldn't just give up everything at once and leave myself with no way out.

Ping An has been waiting anxiously until now.

Late at night on the third day, it began to rain heavily outside.

Ping'an, Cuizhi and Rongheng looked at the candles and sighed helplessly.

"We can't wait any longer. Something must have happened to the master." Ping An said worriedly.

Cuizhi's eyes were red. "Something must have happened to the young lady. It's been three days. I don't know how the young lady is doing now. Is she hungry or cold?"

She had secretly cried many times because she was worried about Wen Baizhi.

But she didn't want to affect Ping An and the others, so she never expressed her concerns.

Rong Heng was also very worried: "Si Jiu's body is not fully recovered yet. Although the treatment of his eyes has been completed, I don't know when he will be able to see again. If he is still blind now, I am afraid it will be even more sad for him."

All three had their own concerns.

Just when Ping An was about to say that if it didn't work, he would send someone to find them tonight, and he would not care about any orders Si Jiu had left behind.

There was a knock on the inn's door.

Ping'an became alert the moment the door was knocked. He subconsciously grasped the sword at his waist, stood up and stared at the door.

The knock on the door was soft and faint.

It was as if the person knocking on the door had no strength left but was still forcing himself to knock.

Just as Cuizhi was about to get up, Ping'an held her arm.

"You and Doctor Rong are right here. I'll go take a look."

After a few days, Ping'an's injuries were not so serious.

At least it can keep Cuizhi safe.

Ping An came to the door holding a sword.

"Who is coming?" he asked.

A faint voice came from outside the door: "It's me, Qi He."

Although the voice was weak, Ping An felt it really sounded like Qi He.

Ping An hurriedly opened the door, but he did not put down the sword in his hand. He was still on guard.

The door was opened, and the person outside, covered in mud and wet, was Qi He, who was pushed off the cliff by Qi Yan'an.

When Qi He saw the door open, the breath he had been holding on to suddenly disappeared, and he fell forward without being able to stand.

Ping An quickly supported him.

"It's really you, Master Qi. What happened? Come on, I'll take you in."

Ping An half supported and half dragged Qi He into the house.

When Rong Heng saw this, he immediately asked him to lay Qi He down.

Only then did Ping'an see that there was even a dagger stuck in Qi He's body.

Rong Heng walked quickly to Qi He and squatted beside him: "Ping An, go get my medicine box. Cui Zhi, go boil some water and find some clean clothes."

The situation was urgent. Qi He's face was pale and he had many wounds on his body. He was afraid that he could no longer move freely. He could only lie on the ground and let Rong Heng treat him.

Both of them went to do things according to Rong Heng's instructions.

Although Qi He was exhausted, he still held on and did not faint.

He tried his best to bring back the information about Si Jiu and the others.

So he can't fall.

When Ping An brought the medicine box back, Rong Heng was ready to pull out the dagger from Qi He's body.

But when he was about to grab the dagger, Qi He raised his hand to stop him.

Rong Heng thought that this was a sign that Qi He didn't trust him, so he explained, "I am Si Jiu's friend and I won't harm you. You are seriously injured and the dagger must be removed. Don't worry, although the bleeding will not stop after the dagger is removed, I will definitely take care of it for you."

Rong Heng still has great confidence in his medical skills.

But Qi He still didn't let go.

His lips were slightly open, and he must be saying something, but because his voice was so soft, they couldn't hear it clearly.

Rong Heng asked: "Do you have anything to say?"

Qi He looked at him and blinked.

Rong Heng leaned over to his mouth, wanting to hear clearly.

"Si Jiu... and... Miss He... were both... taken away... taken away... by His Majesty..."

Qi He finally spoke out these words in a halting manner, which had kept him going throughout the escape despite his injuries.

Then he tilted his head and started coughing, coughing up bright red blood.

Rong Heng suddenly felt something was wrong, and he hurriedly tried to find the Life-Saving Pill in the medicine box.

But I didn't find any.

Only then did he remember that the last vitality pill had been taken by Si Jiu, and now he didn't have any to use on Qi He.

Rong Heng's eyes were full of panic: "It's okay, I know what you said, I will help you heal your wounds now, I will help you heal your wounds."

Without the vitality pill, he still had other pills. He took them out regardless and wanted to stuff them into Qi He's mouth.

Qi He also wanted to cooperate with him, but he was always unable to swallow it. Every time the pill entered his mouth, he would cough it out hard, and even cough up more blood.

Even if Rong Heng didn't want to admit it, he knew that Qi He had obviously reached the last moment of holding on.

He was covered in so many injuries, Rong Heng alone saw so many of them, not to mention that Qi He was now vomiting blood, which meant that his internal injuries were more and more serious.

"Brother, please don't, please don't do this, please hold on for a while, please hold on for a while, I will find a way to save you."

Perhaps it was because Qi He was too shocking at the moment, and he also brought back crucial news about Si Jiu, Rong Heng really couldn't bear to see him leave.

But God doesn't fulfill people's wishes.

Qi He raised his weak hand and grasped the dagger that Qi Yan'an had stuck in his body and that originally belonged to Wen Baizhi.

"Go save them...save them...they should have...returned...returned to Dacheng..."

Qi He's last action before his death was to pull out the dagger with his own force.

He even wanted to wipe the blood off the dagger.

After all, this belonged to Wen Baizhi, and he didn't want to defile her things.

But he really didn't have the strength anymore.

Pulling out the dagger was the last of his strength that he had before his death.

The dagger was pulled out and blood splattered on Rong Heng's face.

Qi He held the dagger in his hand and finally closed his eyes completely.

This was the scene Cuizhi saw when she came with clothes in her arms.

Rong Heng knelt beside Qi He's body in a daze, with blood on his face that he had not had time to wipe off.

Qi He, holding the dagger in his hand and covered in wounds, closed his eyes forever.

Cuizhi screamed and the clothes in her hands fell to the ground.

No one knew how Qi He climbed up after falling off the cliff with serious injuries, and how he managed to find the inn where Ping An and the others were.

Only when Ping An was helping him to tidy up his appearance and wanted him to go cleanly, he discovered countless scars on his body.

He is a man.

The regret of not being able to save General Wen and his son that year was finally paid back by his life today.

At least he could let everyone know that Wen Baizhi was in danger.

Ping An also recognized the dagger as a token that could control all the people and things under Si Jiu.

This also made it easier for them to rescue Wen Baizhi and the others later.

But that wanton young man is no longer there.