Transmigration of our generation is not good

Sikong Bochen developed a high fever, and there was no antipyretic medicine in the cave. Yan Sanqing was in a hurry for a long time, but decided to go down the mountain to buy medicine, and prepared several antipyretics. He hurried up the mountain again, and halfway, he found Someone was following him, he chuckled lightly, quickened his pace, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the forest.

"..." Bai Haobin looked around, well, let Lan hit the mark, and there were actually qualified people to grab the medicine, so he immediately followed Lan, but... well, it's all his fault, I always feel that Lan ran too slowly, so he kept urging and urging...

"Meow~~~" The black cat jumped to the ground and ran forward, Lan immediately understood what it was thinking, hugged Bai Haobin and followed, the figure shuttled through the woods, and arrived in front of a small hidden hill after a while .

Lan put down Bai Haobin, looked around for a while, and walked straight to the weeds half a person's height, before he got close, a long sword suddenly stabbed out of it, he quickly dodged, Yan Sanqing walked out from inside, looking coldly Looking at Lan, "Oh, I didn't expect the blind man to follow here."

"Yan Sanqing." Lan said with certainty, Bai Haobin was a little curious about who Yan Sanqing was, but the situation that came first was obviously suitable for questioning, and he cared more about other things than this matter, "Sikong Bochen is inside ?”

"Probably so." Lan replied, still staring straight at Yan Sanqing. Yan Sanqing was obviously not good at martial arts, but he still dared to act recklessly, relying on his lightness kung fu. It is said that the world can catch up with Yan San There are no more than five people with Qing's speed, and among those five, two are Yan Sanqing's masters.

"You think I'll let you in?" Yan Sanqing sneered, even if he wasn't sure he could beat the person in front of him, at least he still had time to escape, even if he brought another person along.

"..." Lan looked at Yan Sanqing silently, it's been a long time since he started, it's time to try his own kung fu and recover a few layers.

"I said..." Bai Haobin interrupted, "If you buy medicine, it means that Sikong Bochen is injured. I'm a doctor, um, a doctor. You can show him."

"No need." Yan Sanqing refused bluntly.

"It doesn't matter even if he dies?" Bai Haobin poked his head out from Lan's back. He didn't know what kind of injury Sikong Bochen had suffered, but if he had a high fever, it would really kill him if he didn't handle it properly. He just said it to scare people.

"..." Yan Sanqing was visibly shocked, will anyone die?

"Believe it or not, but if the wound is not treated properly, it will cause infection, cause fever symptoms, and then threaten life." Bai Haobin said, "Don't think that he will be fine if he knows kung fu. It is very dangerous to take it lightly."

"Didn't you come to take him away?" Yan Sanqing looked at Bai Haobin warily.

"Yes." Bai Haobin replied calmly, "But at least his safety must be guaranteed."

"..." Yan Sanqing hesitated for a moment, but stepped aside, Bai Haobin walked in, and immediately smelled a faint musty smell, and the inside was very damp, and not far away, there was a bed standing, He walked over quickly, and saw that Sikong Bochen was frowning, his cheeks were flushed, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his lips were chapped. He walked over quickly and touched his forehead, "He is a little dehydrated, please pour a bowl first." water."

When Yan Sanqing heard this, he hurried to pour water, Bai Haobin lifted the quilt, and went to take off Sikong Bochen's clothes, Yan Sanqing poured water over, and seeing Bai Haobin's actions, he immediately grabbed his hand, "Where are you going?" do what?!"

"Check." Bai Haobin glanced at Yan Sanqing, feeling somewhat clear in his heart, looking at the marks on Sikong Bochen's body, he understood what was going on, "You feed him water first."

While Yan Sanqing was feeding water, Bai Haobin poured another basin of cold water and wiped Sikong Bochen's body. Before he touched it, the towel was taken away, "I will wipe it for him."

"You put medicine on him." Bai Haobin didn't mind, and pulled a small stool to sit down, "In this way, not only will his body recover slowly, but the medicine will also corrode his body, such as soft tendon loosening, misty fragrance, etc. Not only are they not in good health, but after a long time, it will even affect the brain."

"No matter what he becomes, I won't let him go." Yan Sanqing dressed Sikong Bochen, and when he heard this, his heart turned cold, "It doesn't matter if you're stupid or crazy..."

"Do you think he thinks so too?" Bai Haobin dragged his chin with one hand, "Or it doesn't matter if he dies?"

"He won't die!" Yan Sanqing yelled.

"He will die." Bai Haobin acted as if he had nothing to do with himself, and angered Yan Sanqing, he grabbed the sword next to him and pointed at Bai Haobin, "He will not die, I will not let him die!"

"..." Bai Haobin looked at the sword in front of him with a gloomy cold light, and his heart trembled with fright. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lan who was standing beside him, as if he had no intention of making a move. He carefully pushed the tip of the sword away, "Facts Then if you can’t accept it, you shouldn’t treat him like that.”

Yan Sanqing's hands trembled a little, he knew that Bai Haobin was right, he could treat Sikong Bochen with medicine, but he couldn't just go on like this, otherwise he would really die, but he was not reconciled, he had been watching for five years, these five years For many years, he lived in this dark little cave, just to get closer to him, that's all.

"Actually..." Bai Haobin hesitated for a moment, but decided to say it out, "I have a friend, a very good friend, we have known each other since we were very young, and suddenly one day he confessed to me and told me that he likes me, likes me I have been with him for eight years, but I feel very troubled, I never thought about developing a relationship with him more than a friend, even if I know he likes me, I can't respond to him."

"Then?" Yan Sanqing stared at Bai Haobin closely.

"Then, I..." Bai Haobin thought for a long time before replying, "I ran away..."

"Escape?" Yan Sanqing seemed to have grasped the point, and looked back at Sikong Bochen, would he escape?Flee to where he'll never be found?

"What you have done to him now is enough to make him hate you to death. He is a man with hands and feet. You can trap him for a while, but you can't trap him forever." Bai Haobin said, "It's better to take a step back, You guys are friends, so at least you can watch him."

"..." Yan Sanqing paused, and suddenly fell into a pair of dark eyes, he was overjoyed, "Are you awake?"

Sikong Bochen glanced at him, looked forward, Bai Haobin was stunned for a moment, saw his mouth opened, and immediately walked over, "What's wrong?"

Sikong Bochen grabbed Bai Haobin's hand forcefully, and Bai Haobin cried out in pain, "It hurts..."

The strength in his hand was suddenly released, and Bai Haobin didn't come to check if there was any problem with his hand, and saw Sikong Bochen suddenly coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, Yan Sanqing was startled, and was about to step forward when he was caught Lan held back and threw it aside.

Bai Haobin felt Sikong Bochen's pulse, and he felt bad. Sikong Bochen insisted on mobilizing his internal energy, but the result was that his internal energy backfired and his tendons were hurt. He hurriedly pulled out his pendant, and when he saw Yan Sanqing's When the sword fell to the ground, he picked it up, cut off a small piece, and asked Yan Sanqing to boil it. The medicinal effects of this thing were sealed in the black gold wood, and the hot water could seep out the medicinal properties. Open it, let it cool down, and feed it to Sikong Bochen.

"Even so, do you still want to keep him?" Bai Haobin looked at Yan Sanqing, "Even if he is not tortured to death by you, he will kill himself, so you still refuse to let him go?"

"I..." Yan Sanqing sat by the bed, looked at Sikong Bochen, didn't want to let go, unwilling, unwilling, but couldn't bear to see him die.

"Think about it carefully. I'll go back first and bring some medicine over here tomorrow." Bai Haobin turned his head and walked out. Lan looked back at Yan Sanqing and followed.

After walking a few steps, Bai Haobin touched his pendant and folded it back. Just as he pushed away the debris covering the cave, he saw Yan Sanqing staring at him with wide eyes. Bai Haobin was startled and took a step back , crashed into Lan's arms.

"What's wrong?" Blue asked.

Bai Haobin pointed blankly at the cave, Lan let go of him, walked in, and saw Yan Sanqing fell to the ground, and Sikong Bochen, who should have been unconscious, was standing there with a sword still dripping blood.

"Quite straightforward." Lan looked at everything in front of him coldly, and could understand that Sikong Bochen should have Yan Sanqing as a friend, and was betrayed by his friend, so killing him was very straightforward.

Sikong Bochen raised his head and glanced at Lan, his vision darkened, and he passed out.

Bai Haobin stayed outside for a long time, only to see Lan coming out with Sikong Bochen in his arms, he hurriedly helped him up, "What's wrong? Where is Yan Sanqing? Could it be... dead...?"

"I don't know." Lan replied, Bai Haobin hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the black cat beside him, stretched out his hand to grab it, and said to Lan, "I'll take a look, you can help me take a look at Sikong Bochen." As he spoke, he put Sikong Bochen into Lan's hand, and as soon as Lan entered, he let go of his hand. Sikong Bochen fell to the ground and coughed up another mouthful of blood. , leaned aside and waited.

Bai Haobin checked Yan Sanqing's injury. Fortunately, although the wound was deep, it didn't touch the internal organs, but the bleeding was too much, and he needed to stop the bleeding. It took a long time to remove Yan Sanqing's clothes Seeing the wound that was still bleeding, he looked around the room for a long time, but he couldn't find any hemostatic medicine such as golden sore medicine. He saw that there was a small half pot of flour in the room, so he sprinkled it on the wound. Although flour can't disinfect and reduce inflammation , but at least it can slow down the bleeding from the wound.

After bandaging Yan Sanqing and dragging him to the bed, Bai Haobin exhaled, looked at Yan Sanqing's pale face, and said, "It's up to you whether you live or die."

When he walked out, Bai Haobin was sweating all over. While shaking his clothes, he said, "Go back quickly, I want to take a shower."

"You carry him on your back." Lan glanced at the people on the ground, Bai Haobin was startled when he saw blood on the corner of his mouth, quickly took his pulse, and pressed on his abdomen, "Internal bleeding..."

Lan raised his eyes to look into the distance, Bai Haobin also knew from his appearance that he would not be able to help, so he carried Sikong Bochen on his back, stretched out one hand to Lan, "Let's go."

Lan looked at Bai Haobin's hand, and Bai Haobin coughed, "I'm carrying him, you hold me."

Lan turned his head and left, Bai Haobin dragged Sikong Bochen to chase him, "You know I'm not physically strong, so you still don't help."

"I don't have that obligation."

"You're so disrespectful!" Bai Haobin shouted angrily.

"Loyalty?" Lan Leng snorted and walked faster.

"Walk slowly." Bai Haobin quickened his pace, "Wait for me." The only response to him was Lan's smaller and smaller back.