The county horse is a medicine jar

In the official post, Mo Zhu has been accompanying the seriously injured Meng Yange in the study.Ever since she fell into a coma last night, Meng Yange has never woken up. Occasionally she became a little conscious, but she just struggled to move and muttered a few words in a daze, but she couldn't make out what she was saying. .

As time went on little by little, the sky turned from dark to bright, and from bright to dark again.Mo Zhu kept pacing anxiously in the study, and went downstairs to ask Meng Lin from time to time, but Lin Sishen and Shen Qingwan still didn't show up for a long time.

While Mo Zhu was worried about Meng Yange's injury, he was also worried about Lin Sishen's safety, but when she was anxiously waiting, Lin Sishen, Shen Qingwan and Li Luo finally came back.

Lin Sishen, who had been running around for a day and a night, seemed exhausted, with a tired and dignified complexion.As soon as Meng Lin saw her, he hurried up to meet her, and reported everything that happened last night in detail.

When he learned that Meng Yange was seriously injured and nearly died, Lin Sishen regained his spirits, and asked with a complicated expression, "What did you say? Meng Yange, she..."

Before she finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced at Li Luo who was leaning on the stairs, and it happened that Li Luo also raised her eyes and looked over. The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be some indescribable subtle changes in their expressions.

Without waiting for them to finish speaking, Shen Qingwan frowned slightly, and went upstairs without saying a word.

Lin Sishen waved his hand, and hastily interrupted Meng Lin who was still about to say something: "I'll report these things tomorrow, I'll go to the study first. After a while, let you go to the back kitchen to gather some food and send it to the wing."

After hastily dropping a few words, Lin Sishen walked upstairs in three steps at a time. When passing by Li Luo, she looked at Li Luo who was silent with her head down, hesitated for a while and then said softly: "You also go up with me to see her."

But who knows, Li Luo raised his eyes and glanced at her faintly after hearing the words, his tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water: "With the princess and Miss Mozhu here, I don't have to go. When I came back, I found her outside the official post. A lot of eyeliner, I still go..."

"Li Luo!"

Lin Sishen frowned and interrupted her in a low voice. Realizing that her tone was a bit harsh, she sighed tiredly and helplessly again, and said in a low voice with earnestness: "Why did she take the risk to lure people away for us? You and I both know." You know it well. You still... don't let her feel cold, go and have a look with me."

Li Luo stared at Lin Sishen fixedly, a trace of bewilderment seemed to be vaguely revealed in her calm expression, after staring at Lin Sishen for a long time, she finally sighed softly, and responded with lowered eyes: "Yes."

After getting along for many years, Lin Sishen knows that Li Luo is not a hard-hearted person, but she is not used to being in debt to others, it seems that it will make her feel controlled by others.

But this time Meng Yange was seriously injured, which made her a little awkward, maybe she just didn't know how to face Meng Yange.

After all, Meng Yange could have refused Lin Sishen's request, but if she refused, the task of distracting him would fall on Li Luo, although Li Luo might not be injured.

After all, Meng Yange's injury this time was almost because of Li Luo.

When Lin Sishen led Li Luo into the study, Shen Qingwan had already begun to administer acupuncture treatment for Meng Yange, while Mo Zhu was helping at the side.

Meng Yange's face was as pale as paper, and she lay on the cloud with her eyes closed, looking weak and weak. Half of her clothes were almost soaked in blood, and the wound on her shoulder was even more shocking. Holes, and even bones can be seen.

Lin Sishen couldn't bear to look any longer, and felt a little guilty in her heart. She hastily raised her eyes to look at Shen Qingwan who was piercing the silver needle into the top of Meng Yange's head, but she saw Shen Qingwan's face was serious, her eyes focused and serious.

She didn't dare to open her mouth to disturb Shen Qingwan, so she could only turn her head to look at Mo Zhu, and winked at her.

Mo Zhu's forehead was covered with fine sweat, she was standing beside the cloud with a copper basin filled with warm water, looked at Lin Sishen with some hesitation, and then nodded slightly.

As long as his life is safe, Lin Sishen secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Li Luo who was beside him.

Li Luo pursed her thin lips and frowned slightly, looking at Meng Yange's face with a slightly complicated expression, as if she was distracted in a daze.

After half an hour like this, Shen Qingwan finally dropped the last needle, and then she asked Mo Zhu to fetch a long and thin sharp knife, and asked her to bring a candle.

Lin Sishen watched as Shen Qingwan put the sharp knife on the candle and burned it repeatedly, couldn't help but swallowed, turned his head and couldn't bear to look any more.

Shen Qingwan glanced at her sideways, frowned and said softly: "You still don't come here, although she is still in a coma, she may still feel the pain later, you come over and hold her down with Miss Mo Zhu, don't let her go." Let her struggle, lest I hurt her by mistake."

Lin Sishen nodded when she heard the words, took a deep breath and walked forward, but Li Luo who was at the side was one step ahead of her: "Let me do it."

Seeing Li Luo being so active, Lin Sishen could only give up and be a bystander.

Mo Zhu had already held Meng Yange's legs, Li Luo went around to her, hesitated for a while, then pressed her right shoulder with one hand, and supported her head with the other.

Time was running out, Shen Qingwan didn't have Mafeisan by her side, so she could only scrape away the necrotic meridian on Li Luo's shoulder, and the thing in her mouth might feel pain, not just maybe.

As soon as the knife was cut, Meng Yange, who was still in a coma, already felt the piercing pain in her shoulder. The pain that seemed to tear off the flesh and blood made her wake up suddenly.

Her body trembled suddenly, and her eyes also opened, and the eyes soaked in the moist mist met Li Luo's eyes with emptiness and horror.

Meng Yange saw Li Luo in a daze, and subconsciously didn't want to cry out, but forced out a word from his clenched teeth: "Li..."

Hearing this, Mo Zhu raised his eyes and glanced at Li Luo, as if he understood something, his gaze hurriedly passed between the two of them.

It turned out that the Li in Meng Yange's mouth was not Li who left, but Li Luo.

Although Meng Yange recognized Li Luo, the severe pain in her shoulder still made her struggle uncontrollably. She bit her thin lip tightly, her face was extremely pale and painful, her snow-white teeth even bit her thin lip, oozing A few drops of blood.

Shen Qingwan frowned, and reprimanded softly without raising her head: "If you haven't found something for her to bite on, don't let her hurt herself."

Lin Sishen was the only one who was idle in the study, she responded and walked quickly to the desk.

She originally wanted to take a ledger and let Meng Yange bite, but the ledger was put away by Mo Zhu, and she didn't know where to put it for a moment.

Seeing the blood dripping from the corner of Meng Yange's lips, Shen Qingwan urged impatiently, "Why don't you hurry up?"

Hearing this, Lin Sishen could only grab a writing brush on the table, walked over quickly, opened Meng Yange's mouth with brute force, and put the pen holder in sideways.

Seeing this, Li Luo seemed to be taken aback, looked at Lin Sishen with a frown, and said hesitantly, "You..."

Before she finished speaking, there was a soft sound, and the penholder was actually bitten off by Meng Yange. Lin Sishen was stunned. When she was in a daze, Li Luo sighed quietly, and handed Meng Yange's slender wrist to Meng Yange's mouth. Yange's mouth.

But Meng Yange looked at Li Luo's wrist and didn't open his mouth. On the contrary, he suddenly shook off Li Luo's hand that was holding her, and grabbed Lin Sishen's hand with lightning speed. Before Lin Sishen could react, he He opened his mouth and bit her wrist.

Lin Sishen's face turned pale, and the severe pain on her wrist made her gasp. She looked down in disbelief, but saw Meng Yange staring at her angrily.The white teeth biting her wrist, with her strength, sank deeply into her flesh, and a few streaks of blood appeared in an instant.