Tanhualu

Yang Jin vomited blood again and again, coupled with the fight with Ji En, his internal breath was disordered, and his body was exhausted. He only felt his limbs go limp, and his internal organs were about to be crushed.She has no more strength left.

Because of Ji En's appearance, Yang Jin was delayed.Although she and Ji En had only exchanged a few moves, Ji En received a heavy blow from her, and the scream that Ji En let out still attracted the guards scattered all over the villa.

Their kung fu is not weak, and they gather together extremely quickly.

"Chief Ji!"

"Boss!"

The sharp-eyed guards had already spotted Ji En, who was injured and wilted, and rushed over to check it out. He stopped the bleeding and gave medicine.

Several guards looked in surprise at Yang Jin, who was half a foot away from Ji En, with an indifferent expression.

"Mr. Yang, this... this is..." Everyone knows that Yang Jin is a popular person next to the owner of the villa, but this appearance covered in blood is too weird, right?

"Don't, don't let this kid... run away!" Ji En swallowed a piece of healing medicine, braced himself up, pointed at Yang Jin tremblingly, and ordered his subordinates.

His face was extremely pale, half of his outer robe was drenched with blood, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Boss, this..." Several guards were puzzled.

"Why are you still standing there!" Ji En roared, "This, this kid... hurt me!"

He let out a muffled snort, and another stream of blood dripped from the palm of his hand covering the wound.

The guards were shocked, and immediately surrounded Yang Jin.

Ji En is their leader, his character and martial arts are admirable, his loyalty to the owner is undeniable, and he is loyal enough to them, but now he is hurt by this pretty boy in front of him into such a miserable state, everyone feels How can you not be angry?

But after all, Boss Ji's ability is on display there, it is obvious that this handsome boy is definitely a master.Although it looked like he had suffered serious injuries, everyone still had some scruples in their hearts.Therefore, only Yang Jin was surrounded by eyes, but no one dared to be the rafter in his early years.

Yang Jin glanced around indifferently, the chill in his eyes deepened.

At this moment, she felt uncomfortable in her abdomen, the breath in her dantian was in a mess, and the sweet smell of blood spread from the tip of her tongue between her teeth.She knew that she was seriously injured, and she also knew that the current self was no match for these people.The so-called "a good tiger can't stand a pack of wolves", besides, she is already a sick cat.

"Want to fight?" she said coldly.

Everyone was swept by her gaze, and they all felt chills down their backs.

"One-on-one or group fight?" Yang Jinsheng swallowed the blood welling up in his throat, his eyes and brows were full of pride and fearlessness.

Hit as often as you like, or die as soon as it hurts!

If you die, you don't have to feel so sad...

Thinking of "death", Yang Jin actually had a thought: If I die suddenly at this moment, will she always remember me?Like...remember that guy?

She immediately smiled desolately, and said in her heart: Yang Jin, Yang Jin, you are really overestimating your capabilities!What are you?He is just a quack who has no father and no mother, so why should he be compared with the Great Zhou Empress who is above tens of millions?

So, it's okay to die.

The disdainful sneer hanging from the corner of her mouth, and her proud expression made all the guards around her uneasy.

They couldn't tell how much this pretty boy weighed. He seemed to have suffered a serious injury, but why did he seem to have a plan in his chest?

Some people were swept away by Yang Jin's gaze, unable to move for a moment, and the amazement in their hearts increased one after another: This young man is usually so handsome, but now, with blood all over his body, he actually has a sense of... a decisive sense of poignancy.

Most of them are only proficient in Chinese and ink, and can't think of more metaphorical words.If you were a scholar present, you might immediately think of the beautiful and moving Manzhushahua, which is on the bank of the Styx River and symbolizes death.

"What are you doing stupidly! Don't do anything!" Ji En couldn't stand it any longer, he broke away from the guard who was supporting him, and was about to risk his life to subdue Yang Jin by himself.

As if all the guards were hit by a blow, two of them woke up first, glanced at each other, and attacked Yang Jin from left to right at the same time.

Yang Jin sneered and didn't dodge, or rather, she didn't have the extra strength to dodge at all.She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, one on the left and one on the right, parrying the attacks of the two guards respectively.

There is a saying that "two fists can't beat four hands", she can block the front moves of two people, but she can't stand the back moves.The right fists of the two guards were blocked, and then the left fists arrived, and they greeted Yang Jin's shoulders and lower abdomen firmly.

Yang Jin's body flew backwards, slammed into a stone wall, and was bounced back to the ground.

The two guards were also inexplicably surprised, they never thought it would be so easy to succeed.

Seeing this, all the guards swarmed up and surrounded Yang Jin again in front of the stone wall.

From being punched twice, to flying into the stone wall, and then being bounced to the ground, Yang Jin clenched his teeth and refused to make a sound.

She would rather die than let them, anyone in Cold Stone Villa, see her weakness.

The dark shadow above the head has completely blocked the sunlight.Yang Jin knew that those people had surrounded him.

She stubbornly raised her head and looked at them stubbornly.

However, the heart-piercing pain in her right shoulder and lower abdomen added to the injury, but her body couldn't help her stubbornness, even if her teeth were crushed, she couldn't bear the weight of her body.able--

Unable to control it, he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, followed by another mouthful.

She didn't know what happened to her wound and how much blood she vomited.Her consciousness began to gradually blur, and the many black shadows in front of her eyes turned into blurred phantoms...

In a trance, she heard a familiar voice sounding from nowhere, it seemed very far away, but also very close.

What did the man say?

stop?

Or get out of the way?

It seems to have both, and it seems not.

Yang Jin felt that her consciousness was rapidly withdrawing from her body, that feeling was very strong, even stronger than when she almost died when she detoxified Shi Han.

So, is it dying?Yang Jin suddenly thought.

If you die like this...

Vaguely, Yang Jin's little remaining consciousness made her smell a very familiar breath, it was the faint body breath she had been craving for so much, it came from the person she was so craving for...

She felt as if she was leaning against someone's arms.She was too tired, too tired, and in a blur of consciousness, she couldn't tell whether this embrace was that embrace.

However, she is strongly present.It can prompt her to use her last bit of strength to ask the sentence she wants to ask the most.She was afraid that if she died right now, she would never have the chance to ask that question——

"I'm... dying... will you... remember me...?"

Then, she lost all consciousness.

She didn't know that when Shi Han, who was holding her, put together those weak and broken words into a complete question, the surging tears burst like a bank, and could no longer stop.

Two days later.

An old man in gray clothes in his sixties came out of Yang Jin's room, followed by a servant carrying the medicine box for him.The old man frowned deeply, shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Mr. Jia, how is our young master?" Hong Yu rushed up to greet him and asked the old man to sit down.

When the old man heard the phrase "Master", there was a moment of embarrassment on his face, and then he returned to normal.

He looked at Hongyu and said worriedly: "Mr. Hong, to be honest, the old man has limited medical skills, and he still can't wake him up... that one!"

"You are the most powerful doctor in our Xiangning city! The Baohe Hall in our village depends on you! You..."

The old man waved his hand ashamedly, "I know that the owner of the villa has asked me to see the doctor for the past two days because he valued the old man's medical skills and she is a trustworthy person in the village. But, but the one in it, she is not ordinary. Medicine can save you!"

"How do you say that?" Hongyu asked curiously.

"According to the old man's deduction, that injury is an internal injury in martial arts. The old man can heal her skin wounds and bone lacerations, and he can take care of the wounds on her internal organs. But this martial arts skill, the old man is not at all I understand!" the old man said helplessly.

"What do you mean, our young master can't wake up because of internal injuries? Dantian, internal strength or something?" Hongyu asked.

"This, the old man can't explain it clearly!" The old man said, "If you want me to say, I'd better find a master who is proficient in martial arts, show her, maybe you can see the way!"

Seeing that Hongyu looked disappointed, the old man hurriedly said again: "However, don't worry, Manager Hong, her skin wounds and bone lacerations are wrapped around the old man's body. I guarantee that the medicine will cure her illness!"

Hongyu calmed down a little, nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jia!"

The old man waved his hand, saying it was okay.

He suddenly thought of something, and said worryingly: "The one lying down, I don't know what the relationship is with the owner...I didn't inquire about this. The main reason is that the owner of the village is not going to last for a long time. plan."

"Yes, what you said is true. Why haven't we persuaded you?" Hongyu felt the same and said worriedly.

The old man thought for a while, and then said: "The old man gave the owner another prescription to soothe the nerves and nourish the blood, and Manager Hong persuaded her to drink it anyway. Otherwise, before the lying one recovers, she will drink it first." down."

"Then I will thank you!" Hongyu bowed and thanked.

"Villa Master?" Hongyu closed the door tightly, and walked lightly to Shi Han's side.

Knowing that it was her, Shi Han said "um" softly, as a promise, but his eyes never left Yang Jin who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Hongyu glanced at the pale Yang Jin, and felt uncomfortable. She was a healthy and healthy child when she left, so why is it like this?

"Master, please take a rest! I haven't closed my eyes for two days." Hongyu persuaded carefully.

"No problem." Shi Han replied flatly.

This is not the first time Hongyu persuaded her, she can't remember how many times it is.

Pursing her lips, Hong Yu said: "Just now, Mr. Jia prescribed you a prescription to soothe the nerves and nourish the blood, and asked his subordinates to persuade you to take good care of your body so that you can live a long life!"

Shi Han didn't make a sound.

Hongyu rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and said, "Mr. Jia said that Mr. Yang's skin wounds and bone lacerations are wrapped around his body, and they will surely be cured."

"Well, I'm sorry to bother him." Shi Han responded calmly.

Hongyu coughed again in embarrassment, and said: "Old Master Jia also said that according to his inference, the reason why Mr. Yang has been like this is due to internal injuries, and he needs to find a master in martial arts to show him, maybe he can do it." Look out the door."

When Shi Han heard the words, he finally had the reaction he should have.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Hongyu, "Martial arts... master? A person in the world?"

"Yes, that's probably what it means," Hongyu nodded and said, "This subordinate thinks, Mr. Yang is a martial arts practitioner, and if you find a martial arts master to show you, maybe it will help you."

When she returned to the village the day before yesterday, she was shocked to see the chaos in the village.The child was covered in blood and passed out in the arms of the owner, and the owner's face was full of tears.

Hongyu has followed Shi Han since she was a child, except when the country was ruined and her family was destroyed in the past, and when she couldn't ask for Yu Wenrui, she had never seen her owner so lost his composure and panicked.

She didn't dare to ask the owner of the villa in detail, so she only shouldered the responsibility of the general manager of the Hanshi Villa, directing everyone to do this and that, and asking doctors for medicine.

In the past two days, Hongyu had secretly inquired about the situation at that time, which made her even more afraid to provoke the owner.She always felt that things seemed to be developing in an uncontrollable and weird direction.She was a little uncertain about the thoughts of her owner.

Because of Hongyu's words, Shi Han felt hopeful——

"Which martial arts master is the most powerful nearby?" Shi Han asked eagerly.

Hongyu frowned, Xindao Zhuangzhu, haven't you always been reluctant to get involved in Jianghu affairs?Now, for the sake of this child, do you even have to break the rules you set?

It should be known that the rivers and lakes are not only a place where crouching tigers hide dragons, but also unfathomable deep pools.Aside from other things, it was the fact that the Shang heroes were murdered all over the family. How many people in the Jianghu were thinking about letting the wealthy and good people in the Jianghu give their heads to Hanshi Villa?

Ruby hesitated.She really didn't want her owner to do anything against his true heart for the sake of this child.

"What?" Shi Han raised his eyebrows unhappily.

That's all!Let's solve the problem!Hongyu put her heart together and said, "According to what my subordinates know, the closest one to us is Jindao Chonghu, who is half-retired in Chongjiazhuang, twenty miles away."

Shi Han's eyes lit up, he stood up abruptly and said, "Here, you are responsible for taking care of it. I will invite him personally!"

Hongyu was stunned, never expecting that the owner of the villa wanted to invite Chonghu himself.

Before she could speak to stop her, a maid's voice sounded outside the door: "To the owner, Mr. Yao has brought an old man with him, and said he wants to see the owner!"

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