[Comprehensive martial arts] I am not a coquettish bitch

Jing Mao ran back to Qingyuxuan in a hurry without seeing any trace of the assassin there.

Seriously, with someone's character that is heaven and earth.He was really afraid that the other party would kill him immediately when he met the assassin.

Then he saw a rather joyful scene.

The servants in the courtyard were all pushed back, only Jiang Chen was left running slowly in the courtyard, but seeing that he was sweating profusely and out of breath, it seemed that he had been running for a while.

"What are you doing?" Jing Mao twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling more and more that this former little friend's brain may be broken, and it can always be filled with things that ordinary people can't understand.

"I...I'm exercising." Jiang Chen panted heavily, swallowed very hard and continued: "By the way, lose weight."

"Let's not talk about this first." Jing Mao gave up and continued to waste time on this boring thing. He waved his hand and said, "Do you know that there are assassins in the palace?"

Jiang Chen finally stopped this time, he bent over and supported his knees, gasped and waved his hands, after a while he was almost out of breath and stood up straight, "Just now Chuntao told me that you are back Does that mean that the emperor is all right?"

"Well, that assassin was accidentally wounded by a hidden guard with a poisoned dart, and he doesn't know where he has fled now." Jing Mao replied sullenly.

What frustrates him the most is that this time he and the assassin just had a face-to-face meeting before being knocked down with a sword. His Majesty the Emperor rescued him in time so that he was not injured. All face lost.

This is definitely a stain that cannot be washed away in his dark guard career.

"Okay, even if the assassin comes here, won't you still protect me? Don't worry about it, I will ask Chuntao to prepare the food for you. Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while." Jiang Chen waved his hand, as if he had no interest in these things at all, and pointed to the table in the middle of the yard.

Chunmei and Chunju had already taken away the leftovers at noon, and now on the table were a few dishes that Chuntao brought back from the imperial dining room not long ago.Just now Jiang Chen ate some, and now he puts the rest on the table, it's still warm.

Who knew that Jingmao would be even more depressed when he saw the food at that table: "Haven't you thought about practicing hard and protecting yourself? What if I can't protect you?" The fact that the subordinates didn't even pass a move.

"I think it would be more reliable to let me come here." Jiang Chen rolled his eyes involuntarily.

It's not that he despises the doctor Wang's medicine, it's the terrible effect of the medicine that makes him want to smoke every day.Originally, the second young master of the Jiang family had fantasized happily that as long as he could drink the herbal medicine for a few days, he would be able to possess peerless martial arts, which would definitely be very cost-effective.

Even if those herbal medicines could really kill people, he would hold his nose and admit it.

But!After half a month of drinking herbal medicine, the dregs of the medicine could be piled up into a hill, Jiang Chen finally felt his own inner strength.

That internal force is no longer so thin that it can be described, even if it is all concentrated in the dantian, it is still as big as a nested hamster.Even though this hamster may be fatter than the average hamster, it does not change the nature of the hamster's inherently small size.

So, it is conceivable.

Such a small amount of internal strength can't even fill the meridians, so how can you raise your breath to perform the legendary flying over the wall?Fallen leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, so it doesn't exist.

"Why are you so ignorant about making progress? Don't you know that internal strength can only be obtained through decades of hard work?" Jing Mao simply hated iron and steel. Anyway, he used to be one of the best players in the dark guards, but now he has lost his memory. Why is it like this? Do you want to make progress?

Jiang Chen gently plucked his hair, curled the tip of his hair with thin white fingertips, raised one full red lip, and showed a charming smile at Jing Mao, his voice became soft enough to pinch It seemed to come out of the water: "Let you men do the rough work of fighting. I'm only responsible for being beautiful and beautiful."

After all, Jing Mao is still a teenager, he only lived to be 19 years old, and he has not seen too much evil in this world.

In fact, he was stunned by the other party's shameless conclusion - how could there be such a brazen and righteous person in this world!

He walked towards the stone table in silence, he really didn't want to talk to this shameless guy anymore.

"Hey, don't eat too fast. Save some of that soup, I haven't had it yet."

Seeing Jing Mao unceremoniously gorging on the food on the table, Jiang Chen was in a hurry and wanted to go up to grab another sip of soup.

Maybe it was because I was too anxious to walk, and I forgot the steps I just ran for a long time. Before I could slow down, my legs went limp, and a very funny left foot stumbled and my right foot fell down. go down.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen's reaction was quicker, and he used his hands to support him on conditioned reflex to avoid the embarrassment of landing on his face.

It’s just that Qingyuxuan has not been lived in for a long time, this time Jiang Chen was arranged by the emperor to move in hastily and did not overhaul the place, so unfortunately his hand was scratched by a corner of a raised marble floor tile. It took a big bite.

'Hiss——' Jiang Chen gasped, his forehead was covered with cold sweat almost immediately.

The blood flowed out in an instant, staining the edges of the floor tiles red, and the red blood stains on the blue-gray stone bricks looked very glaring.

"Why are you so careless!" Jing Mao hurried over to help him up, and frowned at the bloody wound on the palm of his hand that was bleeding continuously at this time: "Wait, I'll get the golden sore medicine, Don't run around."

Jing Mao's speed is very fast, and fortunately, these hidden guards usually have some golden sore medicine and detoxification pills with them, so that they can avoid the tragedy of causing someone to lose too much blood.He quickly washed the wound with clean water, and then sprinkled a thick layer of golden sore medicine.

Finally, after the blood from the wound wetted a certain amount of white powder, the blood slowly stopped.Jing Mao was stretched and wrapped gauze around the wound, and he still didn't forget to sneer: "You are the first person I've seen who tripped with his left foot and fell over with his right foot when walking."

Then he sarcastically wrapped Jiang Chen in gauze with a very gentle movement.

"Didn't my legs go limp just after running, and I didn't do it on purpose." Jiang Chen explained aggrievedly: "What's more, I've lost so much blood that I'm dizzy, and you still say that about me."

Jing Mao stopped talking, wrapped up the gauze neatly, stood up and said, "Okay, if you feel dizzy, go back to your room and rest. I'll go to the Imperial Hospital tomorrow and give you some prescriptions for nourishing blood and nourishing Qi." Enough."

After thinking about it for a while, he stuffed the remaining wound medicine to Jiang Chen together with the gauze: "You change the medicine more frequently in the past two days, if you can't fix it, you can come to me."

"Yes yes yes, hurry up and eat, I'll just go back and sleep." Jiang Chen complied obediently, and pushed Jing Mao onto the stool: "You worked hard today as escort, and I have to wait a few days. It depends on your protection, eat more."

Before leaving, I ordered a bowl of stewed ribs soup.

It just seemed so normal.

But it wasn't until the door was closed that Jiang Chen took a breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurried to see Ye Gucheng who was put on the bed by him.

Ye Gucheng was still the same as when he went out, with his upper body covered and the quilt only covering his waist.A small-looking four-cornered dart was stuck on the exposed right shoulder, and black blood threads like spider webs extended from around the wound.

Jiang Chen carefully checked the spread of the poison, and found that the color gradually faded a lot from the shoulders and necks.

It seems that the armband tied to the base of Ye Gucheng's arm when he hurried out just now suppressed the spread of part of the venom in time.

"Sigh, I really spent all my money to get such a bottle of golden sore medicine." Jiang Chen sighed, looked at his left hand wrapped like a rice dumpling and muttered: "I didn't expect that floor tile to be so sharp. Let’s try it again first time.”

Although he sighed, Jiang Chen quickly took the makeup knife on the dressing table and baked it on the candle. He also poured the half pot of white wine on the table and wiped it on the gauze, which was enough. Disinfected.

Then he took out a towel from the water basin and wrung it dry, wiping away the blood stains around the wound.

Finally, he brought a large pot of herbal tea to the bedside, took a deep breath, and pulled out the dart with a serious expression.The purple-black blood flowed out quickly as the sharp weapon left, and Ye Gucheng even groaned in a coma.

"For the sake of you saving me." Glancing at the wound that had turned black due to the venom, Jiang Chen closed his eyes and lowered his head to suck hard on the wound. The poisonous blood was sucked out at once, and he quickly spit the poisonous blood into the washbasin beside him, and then quickly drank a large mouthful of herbal tea to rinse his mouth.

In the same way, he sucked a lot of poisonous blood, and he used a whole pot of herbal tea to rinse his mouth, and Jiang Chen didn't stop until finally his mouth was a little numb.

Looking down, Ye Gucheng's shortness of breath, which was originally due to poisoning, unexpectedly calmed down a lot.

Jiang Chen heaved a sigh of relief, it seems that releasing poisonous blood still has some effect.

Use the carefully sterilized makeup knife to draw a cross shape on the wound, so that the poisonous blood can flow faster.

At this moment, Jiang Chen was extremely thankful. Fortunately, he had seen how to deal with a poisonous snake bite after being bitten by a poisonous snake in the absence of serum on a survival show in the wild. He never thought that making him a dead horse as a living horse doctor would be successful.

The poisonous blood from the wound was almost drained, and although the blood that flowed out was still dark red, at least it had turned red.Jiang Chen hurriedly poured some of the remaining wine on the wound to disinfect it, then sprinkled a lot of golden sore medicine on it, and covered it with two layers of gauze.

After finishing the simple treatment, the Jiang family's second young master finally let go of a small heart that had been hanging high.

I got up and poured the pot of poisonous blood water from the window into the garden outside. When I put the copper pot on the pot stand, I felt a burning pain in my mouth.Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to touch it, and immediately had a very bad premonition.

With a delicate mood, he picked up the bronze mirror on the dressing table, Jiang Chen looked up...

How should I explain to others tomorrow why I became a sausage mouth_(:з」∠)_

The point is, how can I be as beautiful as a flower even if I have become a sausage mouth?

Then a serious question came to mind: Could it be that after Ye Gucheng saw the extremely rude eating, would he still see such a sausage-mouthed honor?

Thinking about it makes me feel so desperate QwQ