Tanglin heard the words

'Those who belong to fire can only be restrained by water. The lower third of the ribs is the weakest point. Through the sharp weapon of yin and cold, it can seep into the water as much as possible, and fear of life. '

Dong Lingxi was lying in Chu Yan's arms with her eyes closed, her head stuck in the man's shoulder, panting slightly, sweating profusely all over her body, her mind wandering a thousand times, her weakness, in the whole world, only told one person... …

Looking up, he saw that although Chu Yan's eyes were extremely anxious, there was nothing unusual, so he asked hoarsely, "Chu Yan, did you encounter anything special?"

Chu Yan tightened his grip with his right hand, and wiped the sweat off Dong Lingxi's head with his left hand. Seeing the blood still flowing from Dong Lingxi's chest, he was so distressed that he didn't know what to do. He ignored it and hugged him horizontally. , with lightness kung fu, turned and left.

It was very safe in Chu Yan's arms, and without any worries, Dong Lingxi looked at Chu Yan, sighed, no longer thinking about anything else, tilted his head, and fell asleep.

Chu Yan ran wildly all the way, using his arms to prevent Dong Lingxi from being bumpy on the way. When he went down the mountain, he went straight to the medical clinic in the small town below the mountain.

At this time, it was already night, the small town was silent, and the medical center was naturally closed.

Chu Yan landed firmly in front of the medical hall, without any thought, kicked the door of the medical hall to pieces, and scared the little drug boy who was sleeping in the outer room out of bed.

"Wake up the doctor." Chu Yan's eyes were red, and he stared viciously at the little drug boy on the ground, his voice hoarse.

The little drug boy swallowed, seeing that this person seemed to be seeking medical treatment, he bolstered up his courage, "Yes, is there someone like you, please, seeking medical treatment! You...!"

Chu Yan stared, "What nonsense, go!"

The little drug boy trembled, feeling very frightened, and ran into the inner room on all fours.

Chu Yan didn't stop, and followed the little drug boy into the inner room.

The doctor in the hospital was woken up early in the morning by the sound of Chu Yan kicking the door. He thought in his heart that he might not be an easy boss, so he took off his coat and got up. It happened that the little drug boy and Chu Yan also came in. Here comes.

"Master," the little drug boy quickly hid behind his doctor and master, pointed at Chu Yan tremblingly, and whispered, "This, this man..."

"My master is seriously injured and urgently needs medical treatment. Please forgive me for making a noise, but he must be treated immediately." After finishing speaking, regardless of what the doctor said, he turned around and put Dong Lingxi on the doctor's bed. Get quilt.

The doctor blinked, and said to himself that it was the first time he had met such an overbearing person, with a flat mouth, back of his hands, and a very unhappy posture.

Chu Yan was so anxious that he almost gave himself two knives. When he turned his head, he saw the doctor standing still. The short knife was on the doctor's neck, and his eyes were dark: "Cure it quickly, or I will kill you!"

The doctor trembled, "Hero, hero, calm down, I will treat you immediately, treat me immediately..."

Chu Yan stared at the doctor, put down his hands, sat on the head of the bed, gently held Dong Lingxi's head and placed it on his lap, lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing the blood-red skirt, and said in a deep voice: "My master was killed I was stabbed with a knife, and the wound was very deep. I took a hemostatic medicine, but the bleeding still didn’t stop.”

The doctor wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and in a low voice ordered the little drug boy to prepare something, then walked to the bed nonchalantly, untied Dong Lingxi's belt with trembling hands, and untied the cloth that Chu Yan had wrapped before. ...

Chu Yan stared coldly at the doctor's movements with his head down, frowned, and said coldly: "If my master makes a mistake, I will take you to be buried with him."

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The doctor's face was pale with fright, his hands were stiff, he pursed his lips and sighed, took off the white cloth on Dong Lingxi's chest, took the tools from the little drug boy, and started to work.

The wound was more serious than expected. The doctor struggled for more than an hour before he managed to stop the bleeding from the wound. After re-bandaging it, he carefully said to Chu Yan: "My lord, your master's injury is too strange. , the old man is now temporarily stopping the bleeding, but due to limited medical skills, there is nothing I can do, please..."

"I didn't count on you at all, you just need to stabilize the blood, I will call someone who can treat this injury," Chu Yan covered Dong Lingxi's quilt, and took out a gold ingot from his bosom Entering the hands of the old doctor, the voice was deliberately lowered: "Before you arrive, please lend us this house for a while, and there are three meals, and the money will be returned to you."

In this room, Chu Yan sent the old doctor and the two away, put a super-grade Kingdee from the window, and then sat back on Dong Lingxi's bed, poked into the quilt from the edge, held Dong Lingxi's wrist, and released his inner strength. Injected little by little, the brows were furrowed, and the eyes were bloodshot.

On the other side, in the far north, in the gloomy and depressing jungle valley, in a large mountain villa dominated by red and black tones, Yihong sat in the practice room, slowly wiping the red umbrella with a soft cloth in his hand, Bian said, "Is the news accurate?"

Ghosting knelt at Yihong's feet, lowered his head, "Yes."

Yihong raised the corner of his mouth and smiled softly, "Mei Youxiang's Tongmei phantom array was actually broken by Chu Yan." Putting down the red umbrella, he raised his foot to step on the ghost shadow's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think it's possible? ?"

The ghost image didn't reflect at all, Ren Yihong's foot stomped hard on his shoulder, his movements remained motionless, without any change, and his voice was rigid: "I don't know."

"Hmph, where's Dong Lingxi?"

"Severely injured."

"The things in Mei Youxiang's yard were also taken by Chu Yan?"

"Yes."

Yihong squinted his eyes and raised his chin, "Chu Yan doesn't know Yin-Yang Art, so there must be no reason to break the Tongmei Formation, it must be because of that stone."

"Yes."

"Send someone out to investigate the origin of the bracelet that Dong Lingxi gave Chu Yan."

"Yes."

Thanks to Jail Liang's light work and proficiency in tracking, he took Chu Jing to find Chu Yan and the others in the fastest time, and five days and five nights had passed by this time.

In the past few days, the old doctor has minimized the deterioration of Dong Lingxi's injury through the good wound medicine that Chu Yan carried on his body. During this period, Dong Lingxi only woke up once in a daze. Passed out again.

Chu Yan has been using his internal force to hang Dong Lingxi's life, day and night, neither feeling tired nor hungry, he only knows to stare at Dong Lingxi, never leave his eyes for a moment, and hold his hands tightly.

When Qin Liang and Chu Jing came in, Chu Yan's face was pale, his breathing was heavy, his hands and feet were already sore, and his eyes had begun to look a little lax.

"Liangzi, pull Chu Yan out quickly and let him sleep and eat. If this goes on, the master will die before I cure him." Chu Jing's eyes were wide open, and he shouted while pulling Chu Yan with all his strength.

Without further ado, Prison Liang took a step forward and slapped Chu Yan hard on the back of the neck.

Chu Yan was exhausted and couldn't react in time. He felt a pain in the back of his neck, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he lost consciousness.

The author has something to say: ...then, the daughter-in-law got angry! !

Make up tomorrow...

sleepy~~=_=