Orchid Valley

Had a sip of water and didn't eat anything, really tired.

Fuwei really wants to look at you, really wants to.

When Furuo opened the door, he saw the person he was thinking about falling slowly along the door frame, and his heart seemed to stop beating at that moment.

"Brother Ao" Fu Ruo let out an exclamation and immediately caught the limp body.

At the moment when he closed his eyes, he saw the face engraved deep in his mind, so good!

"Come on, come on!" Furuo put Ao Zhan on the bed, and immediately ran out of the yard, shouting and running towards Han Yue.

"Brother Han, please open the door quickly, open the door"

Those voices were crying, how could he still be rational at this time, seeing that there was no movement in the room, he didn't care to shatter the door in front of him with his palm.

Han Yue, who heard the voice, picked up his coat and was about to put it on, when he saw the door was broken into pieces.

"Brother Han, there's a lot of blood, Brother Ao" as soon as he came in, he was frightened by Furuo's pale face, and then he was pulled away by the man's wrist tightly.

"Help the weak, tell me clearly." Han Yue fastened his clothes belt with one hand, almost unable to keep up with the help of the weak.

"Brother Ao, he was seriously injured, with a lot of blood." Han Yue was dragged all the way back to his room by Furuo, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Ao Zhan on the bed like ashes. This person disappeared for a few days and came back like this .

At the moment, he didn't care about Furou, and immediately went forward and grabbed the man's wrist, "Damn it, Furou, go to my room and get my medicine box, hurry up," Han Yue yelled at Furou.

"Go quickly"

"Oh..." Furuo rushed out of the door again.

Frowning, he tore off Ao Zhan's clothes, and sure enough, his chest was covered with wounds, and there was an extremely fierce Yinfeng Palm, if he came a step too late, he might have reported it to the underworld.

Take off all the man's shirt and seal the big hole all over his body.

Injecting internal energy to protect the man's heart, Youlan Wushuang and Jiang Qi, who were awakened by Furuo's loud shout, and even the whole courtyard woke up, but they were all choked up by Wushuang.

As soon as Youlan came in, she saw Han Yue healing Ao Zhan, who had disappeared for a long time, and saw the worried Fu Wei.

As soon as "Furuo" said the words, he was hugged tightly by Furuo, "You Lan, he will be fine, right..."

"He'll be fine, you're so worried about him, how could he be willing?" Touching Fuwei's head, what happened? I rescued him a few days ago and sighed that although Zhao Yue was injured, it wasn't as serious as Ao Zhan .

"Really?" Furuo raised his head, staring at Youlan with red eyes.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." You Lan fixed Fuwei on the chair, looked at Wushuang, it seemed that Ao Zhan was in big trouble this time.

"What are you doing there in a daze? Why don't you prepare a few buckets of hot water? This guy actually has an injury from Yinfeng Palm. If you don't save him, he's going to die." Han Yue yelled at the stunned logs. road.

"Get ready right away, tell me what else you need, I'll ask someone to prepare" Wushuang's face changed when he heard Yinfengzhang, and he stared straight at Han Yue, as if he was about to see a hole.

"Just a few barrels of hot water, the hotter the better"

Put away your palms, pick up a pen and write down the medicinal materials you are about to use and give them to Wushuang, "Be sure to get these medicines. After the water is boiled, distribute them in hot water. Remember, the hotter the better."

Seeing You Lan and the others rushing down, Han Yue closed the door with a wave of his hand, "Help the weak, come here, remember to keep using your internal strength to protect his heart, don't stop until I tell you to stop."

Nodding in a hurry, Fu Ruo immediately climbed onto the bed, and put his palms on Ao Zhan's heart.

Han Yue took out the golden needle that he hadn't used for a long time, "Next, I'm going to give him the needle. Remember not to use too much internal force. If I tell you to use force, then force you to loosen. Don't be careless." Han Yue put the needle on the fire After it was baked, it was carefully needled.

As time passed, Wushuang moved buckets of hot water into the room with a very low voice, for fear of disturbing the people who were administering the needles.

I saw the sweat dripping down from the corner of Han Yue's forehead, and his eyes were focused on Ao Zhan's expression, as if there was something wrong and he immediately withdrew the needle.

No95: Rescue

"Furuo, after a while I tell you to withdraw and you will withdraw, you must not hesitate." Looking into Shang Furui's eyes, he told him how important this matter was.

"Okay" He followed Han Yue's instructions carefully every step of the way. This is the person he likes, and no one cares about him more than him.

The palm attached to the heart can feel the strong heartbeat of the man, beating again and again under his palm.His eyes are locked by the haggard face in front of him from the beginning to the end, he can't see how he is unconscious now, he likes him peeling chestnuts for him, likes everything he does for him, instead of seeing him hurt all over now. He could only watch him suffer here.

"Don't worry, although his injury is serious, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen to him." He found an acupoint, poured his inner strength into the golden needle, and pierced the skin inch by inch. He raised his head and saw Fuwei's guilty expression. He is worried.

"Is it true, but he hasn't woken up yet?" He raised an innocent face and asked Han Yue.

The suspicion on his face was so irritating, Han Yue was so depressed that he gave the last needle, only to see a black aura appeared in his white chest just now.

"Don't panic, now wait until this black air flow hits your arms and immediately withdraw your palms, do you hear me?" Seeing Furuo's pale face, he comforted him.However, the face that was still relaxed just now suddenly became dignified.

Having said that, Furuo stared at the black energy closely, for fear that it would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Han Yue quickly put needles up and down Ao Zhan's arm, and saw densely packed arrays on his arm, watching the black air move gradually, Han Yue immediately took out two silver needles from the medicine box.

As soon as the voice of "withdrawal" fell, Furuo immediately withdrew his palm, and at the same time, the two silver needles in Han Yue's hand sank into the ends of his arms, so that he could block the way for the black air to flow back.

After doing all this, Han Yue got up and let out a big breath, "Okay, now we just need to let out this black energy, as for the wounds on his body, it's just a pain in the flesh, just use some medicine to treat it carefully ".

He went to the wooden barrel to test the water temperature, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and poured some powder into the wooden barrel, "Help the weak, help him into the wooden barrel".

Looking at Ao Zhan who was still in a coma sitting in the wooden barrel, ignoring Fuwei's tight eyes, he raised his arm covered with gold needles and mercilessly pierced his five fingers.

"Go get a basin" I wanted to ask Furuo to do it, but I didn't expect Jiang Qi to squat beside him with the basin before he said it.

Looking at Ao Zhan with his eyes closed, Jiang Qi turned his head and glanced at Han Yue, "How's it going?"

"The poison of Yinfeng Palm has been cured, and now some other poisons are being forced out of his body. I really don't know what he has experienced these days. If the small poison in his body has not suppressed the toxicity of Yinfeng Palm to a certain extent, I am afraid He died a long time ago." Han Yue looked at the black blood flowing from his fingers, and felt very grateful in his heart. Although he was not familiar with Ao Zhan, he still appreciated his way of doing things, and he was also a rare gentleman.

When You Lan came in carrying a wooden barrel, she saw Han Yue and Jiang Qi squatting on the ground, while Fu Wei was looking at Ao Zhan eagerly, for fear of missing a trace of expression.

Putting down the wooden barrel, he brought another basin of water from outside and handed it to Fu Ruo, signaling him to wipe the unconscious Ao Zhan's face.

"If you need anything else, just ask." You Lan frowned and stood beside the barrel, telling Han Yue not to be polite.

Use internal force to guide the black air on the arm, and wait until the black blood is completely drained; Han Yue washes his hands and looks at the crowd with a relaxed face, "It's okay, let him stay in the medicinal bath for a few days, and he will die soon." It's alive and well."

After arguing in the middle of the night, Wushuang couldn't bear Youlan's suffering, and took him back to the room early, "I don't know who hurt Ao Zhan like this."

"Yinfeng Palm, a martial art that only Shanxi old monsters can use." Wushuang carefully wiped the stains on Youlan's face, "It seems that a lot of things have happened during the time I left Dragon City."Pulling Youlan back to the couch, stuffing Youlan into the quilt, and then he also lay down.

"Go to sleep, we'll discuss this matter tomorrow" For You Lan, the quilt is always damp and cold at night in Longcheng, and the person in her arms is afraid that it will be cold, so every night, the quilt is tightly pressed. Only then can I fall asleep in peace.

"Yeah" shrank into Wushuang's arms, actually he wasn't cold, but such a warm chest made Youlan reluctant to leave.

After Han Yue sent Jiang Qi back to the room, he looked up at Fuwei's room, and shook his head for his worries. Fuwei's kid has learned a lot from following him these days, such as changing the medicine bath. There are more than enough things to do, and I went back to the room with a turn of my footsteps.

Several lamps were lit in the room, and Furuo carefully wiped the wound on Ao Zhan's face. His bright and handsome face was so pale now, "You are so ugly, wake up quickly." A kiss was printed on his lips, and he stuck out his tongue to moisten the lips that had turned skin.

From the window, we could vaguely see the movements in the room. Fu Wei tried the cold water, pulled Ao Zhan out of the barrel, and moved him to the bed in one breath, regardless of the fact that the others were still steaming. of wooden barrels.

Taking out clean clothes to help the unconscious man change, he naturally saw the man's muscular body, his face was faintly hot, and even the movements of his hands quickened.After a while, he changed the wet clothes and bedding, put the man's arms horizontally, put his head around the man's arms, clasped Ao Zhan's waist with one hand, and rested his head on the man's chin Here, sleep peacefully.

Ao Zhan, who was dimly conscious, remembered that someone wiped his body and helped him change into wet clothes, as if he saw the person he was thinking about day and night before he fell into a coma, and felt the warmth beside him, unconsciously.