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When Wanyao received the letter, he was still helping local villagers see a doctor in a nearby town. The purple spot plague here breaks out every few years, and it is a remote place, so it took a lot of talking and talking just to popularize the prescription.
When she rushed back to Chengdu overnight, it was already two days later.
It's not that I haven't seen Xiang Huan injured, but most of these years Wan Yao has never been too far away from him, no matter how serious or light the illness is, he knows more or less, and condenses all the turbulent waves into a few short words like this, It was the first time she met.
This letter was probably written by Xiang Yuanyuan. The picture is simple and clear. The five big words - "My brother is dying" are bloody pasted on it, making the thin paper faintly reveal a breathless feeling. weight.
At that time, it was already dark, and she walked into the mansion in a hurry, and the lights were on in all directions.
Wan Yao didn't care to find someone to ask about the situation, so she found Xiang Huan's room with ease, stretched out her hand and pushed gently, and the door opened¡ªhe still didn't close the door habitually.
There is a faint bitter taste on the face, and those who are often exposed to medicinal herbs know that it is a plaster for trauma.
Probably where it hurt again.
Wanyao closed the door softly, and the boy on the bed was lying very quietly. I haven't seen him for a few months, and his edges and corners became more distinct. His lips were blue and purple, and he seemed to be lacking in heat, as if he would be gone in the next moment. stop breathing.
Xiang Huan's senses have always been very keen, but this time she has already reached the bedside but has not yet woken up, Wan Yao knew that he must be seriously injured.
From the touch of his cold wrist under the quilt, for a moment, she even felt that the corpse lying in front of her might be a better-looking corpse.
Slender fingers brushed Xiang Huanlue's bearded side face, and just when the pulse was halfway through, a desolate voice sounded behind him: "I'm not dead, but I'm bleeding too much, and I fell asleep."
Wan Yao turned her head and saw a thin old man.
He was carrying half a bottle of trauma medicine in his hand, walked over at a leisurely pace, and took her forearm for pulse taking, squinting his eyes and listening carefully for a while as if drinking a bowl of hot wine.
"The recovery is not bad, it's time to change the prescription."
Xiang Huan is an injured professional in the Tiger and Leopard Rider. He is a bit special than ordinary people. When an ordinary soldier goes to the battlefield, he will either burp if he is seriously injured, or he will bleed a little when he is slightly injured. The mess is over. But he is different, he often breaks his bones and bleeds three times and six holes, and he is desperately trying to die easily. In order to take care of him, Ji Changchuan simply assigned a medical officer to treat his injuries.
Wan Yao put Xiang Huan's hand under the quilt, carefully rubbed it twice to warm him up, and then followed the old man out.
"What happened? How long has he been injured?"
She wanted to ask what happened, but the old military doctor didn't answer. Instead, an unfamiliar young soldier spoke up for him: "Five days ago, we attacked Xincheng. We were the vanguard. The general took the lead to open the way, but accidentally stepped on The kerosene buried by the enemy exploded in no time!"
Judging from the tone of his voice, he is probably Xiang Huan's personal soldier, and he still has lingering fears when he talks about it.
"The general was lucky. He fell off the horse and escaped the first wave of arrows. He only had a few blades stuck in his back. The brothers in the front were miserable, except for him. Basically all died."
He talked lively, but he didn't notice that the expression of the girl behind him gradually sank.
The three of them entered the ear room, which was temporarily set up as a tormenting place. The old military doctor was grinding and writing on the table.
The soldiers are still young, and they have been with Xiang Huan for a long time, so they don't always know how to read people's faces, "I watched from behind, and he was covered in blood for most of his body, and he still had the strength to charge. Flowing like clouds and flowing water, one shot can stab two iron-faced soldiers right through each other! It's really a joy, I have never seen such a powerful one in my life"
"Okay." The old military doctor probably thought he was talking too much, so he tapped his pen impatiently and interrupted, "I didn't ask you this, if you have nothing to do, go out to the pharmacy and have a look at the Ganoderma lucidum I want. Is it in stock?"
"oh¡¡"
The general's life was at stake, so the soldiers had no choice but to leave first obediently.
Wan Yao stood silently in front of the medicine basket next to her, rummaging through the undried herbs inside.
The medical officer seemed to see that she had some medical skills, and casually said a few clich¨¦s, "These young people just don't know the seriousness, and they like to court death all day long. Looking at the injuries on his body, I'm afraid he is still a veteran, which is very strange. After fighting for so many years, why do you still love to 'charge the battle' so much, like a brat."
He picked up the written prescription and blew it, waiting.As he entered, the wet tip of his tongue instantly pried open his teeth, as if desperately asking for something, the tip of his teeth touched the tip of his teeth, his lips and tongue were lingering.
The two teenagers were simply entangled, chased, and flattered The scorching heat of the early summer night was ignited irresistibly by the intertwined breath.
Every kiss before was different, she was always gentle and reserved, even a little teasing could occasionally make the girl blush, but this time, Xiang Huan felt Wanyao's loss of emotional control, and could feel the dedication she gave to her. Emotion in lips and teeth.
What's up with her?
Xiang Huan leaned forward with some doubts, and kissed back as gently as possible to comfort the girl in his arms.
But at the same time, the shackles around his waist were suddenly loosened, and he was taken aback for a moment¡ª¡ª
She was undoing his belt? !
When Xiang Huan was in a daze, he felt a pair of delicate and slender hands poke in at random, and pushed back the robe he had just put on to the crook of his arms, teasing his scarred body so greenly.
When he realized later and understood the reason for Wanyao's actions, the softest part of his heart ached inexplicably, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit of emotion. When he kissed her, he became more and more sympathetic and affectionate.
?But after all, he is young and full of vigor. He has not been humanized yet. As soon as someone touches him, his whole body changes uncontrollably. In addition, Wanyao is the person he likes. The deeper the kiss, the more uncontrollable he becomes.
Xiang Huan gradually put his two empty hands on her waist, and his strength became tighter and tighter. What little reason was left was lost in the instinctive impulse. He finally exerted his strength and pulled the girl in his arms Pressed under him, amidst the messy panting of the room, he watched her quietly through the dim yellow candle.
The darker the light, the brighter the stars in the girl's eyes. On the fair and flawless cheeks, the thin down hair glowed with the halo of candle flames. Xiang Huan couldn't help rubbing gently with the back of his fingers.
It was an extremely fine and smooth touch.
At this moment, she is as clear and peaceful as a stream flowing in a mountain stream, which can make everyone take off their guard.
Xiang Huan has always known that Wan Yao is a gentle and quiet woman, if he wants her, no matter what he does, she will not resist.
And now, she is under him, as long as he kisses her
just kiss
But when Xiang Huan looked into the girl's clear water eyes, he suddenly remembered those cold nights when she was young, she stood guard in the dilapidated alleys, holding a pile of bottles and jars for healing; The mountain road was rickety, she followed behind, the sun shone all over the ground, and the warm wind was gentle.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Xiang Huan finally retracted his eyebrows and gave a low laugh. He couldn't tell whether it was helplessness or what kind of emotion, he just buried his head in her neck, and said to himself as if full of sighs: "I really am Still, I can't bear it"
His strong arms wrapped around the girl's back and hugged her up.
It was at this time that Xiang Huan heard Wan Yao sobbing softly.
At first she just sobbed repressedly, and then she gradually let go, but even so, she still cried quietly, lying on his shoulder, like a child who hasn't grown up.
Xiang Huan kept stroking her back with his palm and comforted her and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I won't die."
She finally lost her voice and said in distress: "But I don't want to see you have something to do"
He smiled, and coaxed patiently: "Of course nothing will happen. Didn't I promise you before that even if I crawled, I would crawl back from the battlefield? It's a pity that I'm dying now."
It's not that Wanyao doesn't understand what he is worried about. After all, since he was stimulated by his father's words that day, he has never mentioned the matter of getting married. In the endless war.
When her crying gradually subsided, guessing that the burst of vented sadness had passed, Xiang Huan let go of her, and placed him firmly opposite him.
Probably feeling ashamed, Wanyao lowered her head and sobbed softly, looking quite aggrieved.
Xiang Huan wiped away the drops of water under her eyes with his fingers, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction¡ªknowing that he died, someone would cry so sadly for him, which seemed to be something to be happy about.
Then I blamed myself a little bit.
Wan Yao has been with him for the past few years, but he really didn't enjoy any blessings, and all suffered.
Xiang Huan poked the shallow dimple on her lips, and deliberately teased: "What did you mean by that just now? Did you want to give me some sweetness, so that I would die in battle without worries or regrets? Thank you for thinking of this way.¡±
"You just want to dedicate yourself, at least you should pick a good time." He raised his eyebrows like a rascal, "Why do you make up your mind and know that I dare not do it every time you find me hurt?"
With tears in his eyes, Wan Yao glared at his playful eyebrows, but the other party leaned forward brazenly, and lowered his voice maliciously, "But I didn't say no. Remember to keep it until I beat Chang'an down." "
Halfway through the speech, she flew towards her cheek with palm wind, and the boy didn't hide, and took a firm hit, and took advantage of the situation to hold her hand, and slapped her face in a cooperative manner, smiling comfortingly.
"Okay, okay, silly girl, I'll let you have a good fight. You won't be sad after the fight, huh?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Do you know that I dare not? "
With tears in his eyes, Wan Yao glared at his playful eyebrows, but the other party leaned forward brazenly, and lowered his voice maliciously, "But I didn't say no. Remember to keep it until I beat Chang'an down." "
Halfway through the speech, she flew towards her cheek with palm wind, and the boy didn't hide, and took a firm hit, and took advantage of the situation to hold her hand, and slapped her face in a cooperative manner, smiling comfortingly.
"Okay, okay, silly girl, I'll let you have a good fight. You won't be sad after the fight, huh?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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