Thunderbolt, a thousand years old

The gray-clothed young man who came back from the grocery shopping hurried into the Yunlai Inn with the unconscious man on his back, "Where's Doctor Yin? Doctor Yin?"

He kept shouting, looking very anxious, the person behind him was still bleeding, if he didn't stop, he might be powerless.

Yin Qiansui, who heard the voice in the room, came out in a hurry, and she just froze in place before he asked an urgent question about the future.

Looking at the blood-clothed man behind the young man in gray, his brown hair, which was always neatly combed, was in a mess at the moment, and his clothes were ragged and stained with red plums. She stretched out a trembling hand, and her red lips trembled slightly: "Xia Yan~"

"Miss Yin knows this person?" The gray-clothed youth was surprised.

"Ah."

Nodding fiercely, Xia Yan doesn't need to be recognized at all for her, and she doesn't need to be recognized. The years of getting along with her have been deeply imprinted in her mind and engraved in her heart.

"That's great! Miss Yin, please treat him quickly, we can't stop his blood at all."

"it is good."

In the newly opened wing room, Xia Yan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face was as pale as paper, almost bloodless, Yin Qiantui shed tears like beads, and when he unbuttoned his clothes, all he saw was the wounded knife edge .

"Xia Yan~"

Muttering softly, pointing her fingertips on the center of his eyebrows, closing her eyes and forcefully rotating the Lingzhu to input the spiritual energy of the earth. After a quarter of an hour, Xia Yan's face gradually improved, and she took back her hand.

After taking her pulse for a while, her brows were deeply furrowed again, exhausted, overwhelmed with worry, what has he experienced all these years?

"Old, old Xia~"

Xia Yan, who was in a coma, spoke slowly, the voice was so weak that it was barely audible.

Yin Qiantui had no choice but to lean over beside him, calling softly: "Xia Yan, wake up, I am Qiantui."

"Chitose~heh~cough..." Xia Yan, who was in a coma, laughed softly, "I think~ you know? I miss you~ I really want to..." The raving man fell into a severe coma again.

"..." Yin Qiansui, who leaned over, froze, his long eyebrows frowned, "Miss me..."

Heart fluctuated, Ning Mei stared closely at Xia Yan's thin face, stroked the fringe on his forehead with fingertips to the point between his brows, hoping it wasn't what he thought, got up and took out all the bloody clothes on the ground, Just ran into Lan Er who came back from buying buns.

"Big sister, your bun."

Lan'er opened a pair of dark eyes, full of innocence, despite how difficult life is, children of this age are always childlike, with yearning and sunshine for life.

Taking the steamed stuffed bun in her hand, Yin Chitose smiled gently, "Thank you, Lan'er."

"Haha..." Lan'er laughed happily, jumping up and down very cutely, "Big sister, I heard you saved someone again, right?"

"Yeah, so big sister doesn't have time to take care of you now. If you have something to do, you can call little brother, and big sister will pay for it."

"Yeah, Lan'er knows, so Lan'er went in to accompany mother."

"Go."

At night, Xia Yan developed a high fever and babbled all night, Yin Qiansui sat beside the bed and frowned more and more.

"Old Xia~Qiantui~cough...Old Xia~Qiantui...cough, if I, if I'm not here...please, tell her...don't...don't forget that Zeng Jin still has a friend like me..."

"After all, I found out too late...too late...uh...cough...too late..."

As he spoke, this guy actually whimpered, his slender eyebrows were tightly frowned, his lips were bleeding from his bite, his beautiful face was full of pain, a wet towel was placed on his forehead to cool him down, this guy actually He grabbed her wrist.

"Xia Yan."

"What should I do with you?"

next morning,

On the bed, Xia Yan opened his eyes but it was dark, and he couldn't see anything. After a moment of stunned by the purple glazed eyes, he remembered something and struggled to sit up from the bed.

He staggered to get up but fell off the bed with the quilt in his body.

Yin Qiansui had just finished treating Lan'er's mother, and when he came back, he saw this scene, and hurried over, and was about to speak, when this guy became vigilant.

"Who?!"

He looked towards the door with empty eyes, and hugged the quilt tightly to cover his body. There was no other reason. When Yin Qiantui was treating someone, he stripped him naked.

"Ahem." Pausing, she didn't know how to speak, she tilted her head and thought about this guy's ravings at night, alas, my heart is jammed!

"Who the hell are you?!" Seeing no one answered, Xia Yan frowned, "You saved me?"

"Ah."

She responded lightly, walked over to help him up, Xia Yan originally wanted to struggle, but the familiar fragrance that came into his nose made his heart tremble, and he obediently let the people around him help him into bed.

Tucked the quilt up for him, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his empty eyes, and Xia Yan was obviously looking at her too, but those eyes were too empty, her heart ached, she asked hoarsely: " How did you get hurt like this?"

"A thousand years old? Are you..."

"I am." Affirmed again, Yin Chitose's voice trembled slightly, and tears flowed before saying a word.

The familiar voice of the past was in my ears, as if meeting in a lifetime, Xia Yan's thin lips trembled, hot tears rolled down, he stretched out his hand and waved the air, after a long time of groping, he finally found the person next to the bed, and with both hands touched the face of the person in front of him , he laughed happily, with anger, longing, choking, and even more repressed emotions, and then he returned to his previous appearance, cursing when he opened his mouth.

"Cough... stinky woman! You know cough, do you know how many years Lao Xia and I have been looking for you? You, do you still have a conscience?! Cough... Do you know how long Lao Xia has been waiting for you?"

"sorry."

Yin Chitose held his hand that was groping on his face, and apologized with a choked voice. She should have sent a letter earlier to report her safety, but she was seriously injured at the time. It was more than 20 years since she first came out of retreat. Since everything was fine in Confucianism, she was not in a hurry to send a letter, never thinking that they would be so worried about it.

Tears rolled down Xia Yan's fingers, causing his heart to tremble for a moment, then he pulled his hand back hard, pretending to be fierce and said: "I'm sorry, it's useless! Cough cough...you have to talk to me and explain it well."

At this time, Yin Ziyan outside the inn and the stalking gentle and beautiful man also came to Yunlai Inn. The man looked up to the second floor as soon as he came in.

"Little guy, if I say that your master found you, would you believe it?"

Yue Zhaoxuan tapped the folding fan in her hand, her beautiful face was full of determination.

"Cut, I'll believe you when you say it?" Yin Ziyan couldn't believe it. He sat on the edge of the hall and called the waiter, "Brother, bring me some appetizers and two jugs of good wine."

"Okay, sir."

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Yue Zhaoxuan shook her head helplessly, and sat down with a flip of her robe. There was someone in her room, so he should wait for a while.

"Guest officer, your food and drink." Xiaoer ran to the next table after serving the food.

Yin Ziyan started eating with chopsticks, Yue Zhaoxuan didn't sit still, eating gracefully and calmly, with an indescribable charm.

"End of Chapter"