Dream Broken You Pavilion

Jing'er, who was in a coma, could faintly hear Xuelian calling in a crying voice:

"Girl, girl, wake up, girl..."

As the voice became clearer and clearer, Jing'er felt a filthy air surging upwards in her heart, her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", followed by a sudden cough.

When she opened her eyes, what caught her eyes was Xue Lian's little face that was crying like a tear.

Seeing Jing'er woke up, Xue Lian was overjoyed, "Girl, girl, you're awake, that's great... woo woo..."

The pain in her whole body made Jing'er's brows twitch into knots, and her broken mind tried to recall what happened just now...

"Young master, young master..."

Geng Yu's anxious voice came from her ear, and Jing'er looked around, and saw Geng Yu kneeling on the ground, holding a person tightly in his arms, and a group of guards either knelt or stood around them.When Jing'er saw the person in Geng Yu's arms clearly, her head suddenly buzzed, and her heart beat violently, making her dizzy again. She turned over and broke free from Xue Lian's arms, regardless of the pain in her body. Come on, try your best to crawl towards Shang Wuyang.

"Girl, girl..."

Beside her was the flustered call of Xuelian...

Shang Wuyang's eyes were closed tightly, his complexion was pale, blood was still flowing slowly from the corner of his mouth, the tip of the sword protruded from his chest, and only half of the sword was exposed from his back, Jing'er's heart was shocked suddenly, her lips trembled one time.

Jing'er sat on the ground beside Shang Wuyang, slightly calmed down her breath, reached out and tapped his wrist to feel his pulse......

"Girl, young master, how is young master?" Geng Yu's anxious voice was filled with uneasiness and fear.

Jing'er suddenly opened her eyes, with a dignified expression, "Let him lie down." Her tone was undeniably straightforward.

The guards immediately laid Shang Wuyang face down gently on the grass, Jing'er changed from sitting to kneeling, raised her hand and "stabbed" and tore open the clothes on his back, the white skin was dripping with blood, the long sword Standing upright on his back, Jing'er knew that the long sword penetrated through the body, and it was unclear whether it hurt internal organs. Geng Yu also understood this truth, so he didn't dare to pull it out easily.

She remembered that she had asked Xuelian to bring a bag of silver needles when she went to Yin Mingxuan, so she hurriedly asked Xuelian to get it, selected a few silver needles, and carefully inserted them into the acupuncture points on his back.

Everyone held their breath and watched quietly, suppressing their anxious hearts, no one dared to disturb her.After Jing'er used up all the silver needles in her hand, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Geng Yu couldn't help asking: "Girl, how is the young master?"

Jing'er replied: "There should be no internal organs injured."

"What should we do now? Young Master, will he die? Huh..." A sixteen or seventeen-year-old guard suddenly cried out anxiously.

"Don't dare to talk nonsense, be careful, I will tear your open crow's mouth." Geng Yu glared at the guard angrily, and the guard shut his mouth in a hurry.

Jing'er was extremely weak and leaned on Xuelian's arms, a hint of guilt flashed in her eyes, "Don't worry, I won't let him die. Geng Yu, draw your sword."

"Pull, draw the sword?"

Geng Yu was very disturbed, "Is this possible? It will bleed."

Jing'er shook her head, "I have sealed the acupuncture points with silver needles, does anyone of you have golden sore medicine?"

"I have"

"I have got".......

All the guards took out the golden sore medicine from their bosoms one after another. Jing'er supported herself and knelt up straight again. She stretched out her hand to take three bottles of golden sore medicine one after another, opened the lids respectively, stared at the long sword with a pair of beautiful almond eyes, and shouted loudly: :

"Draw the sword!"

All the guards looked at each other, no one dared to do anything, and then turned their eyes to Geng Yu, Geng Yu gritted his teeth secretly, and said in a deep voice:

"Listen to the girl, draw your sword."

But the guards lowered their heads one after another, and no one dared to make a move. Seeing this, Geng Yu swept his sharp eyes towards the guards, and finally his eyes stayed on the face of a young man in his 20s, and shouted:

"Ping An, you have a good name, go draw your sword."

"Commander, I, I..."

The guard named "Chang'an" hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth suddenly, stood up, walked to Shang Wuyang's side, his hands stretched out to the long sword trembled slightly, and slowly grasped the hilt...

Everyone's nervous eyes were focused on the hands clenched to the hilt of the sword, and everyone's hearts were in their throats...

Jing'er stared calmly at the trembling hands holding the sword hilt, and shouted:

"Pull it out, don't hesitate any longer!"

Hearing this, the guard calmed down his nervous mood, held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, then closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, shouted "Ah", raised his arm suddenly, and let out a "chi" sound. Immediately, the blade splashed out with blood...

While everyone exclaimed in unison, they were also surprised to find that there was no more blood gushing from the wound except the blood from the blade of the sword. Jing'er quickly sprinkled all three bottles of golden sore medicine in her hand on the front and rear wounds, and tore off her own blood. At the hem of the long gown, Quan made gauze tightly wrapped around his wound, tightened it tightly, and then said to Geng Yu:

"Here is the closest to the other courtyard, you quickly carry him away. Remember, it must be stable, and don't shake."

"Yes."

Geng Yu responded, hurriedly called the guards to do it together, carefully lifted Shang Wuyang up, and rushed to the other courtyard.

......

The night gradually faded, the white belly was exposed in the east, a thin layer of water mist rose in the mountain canyon, and the birds soared in the sky, and the clear and crisp calls woke up Jing'er who was sleeping on the table.

Jing'er opened her tired eyes. The morning light from the window made her almost unable to open them. She raised her hand and rubbed her sleepy eyes vigorously. She sat up straight and wanted to stretch but felt pain in her bones. Fang Dong felt a sharp pain, and he couldn't help frowning and groaning. Looking at the wound on his left arm, he suddenly became clear-headed, and turned his head to look at the bed...

I saw Shang Wuyang lying on the bed, covered with a brocade quilt, his face was white and his lips were yellow, his long black hair was scattered on the pillow.

Jing'er went to the side of the bed and sat down, stretched her hand into the quilt, gently took out his arm, rested her three fingers on the pulse to check the pulse carefully, and after a while, carefully put his arm back into the quilt.

He took the silver needles to prepare for him, and lifted the quilt. Shang Wuyang's bare upper body was tied with a half-foot-wide bandage around his chest. The blood oozing from it was dark red. Obviously, there was no more fresh blood spilling out.

Looking at his smooth and fair skin, Jing'er blushed, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he was healing Xiao Han, a shy warmth came to her heart for a moment, she lost her mind while holding the silver needle in her hand, and was in a daze for a while. It suddenly occurred to him that there was still a seriously injured Shang Wuyang waiting for his treatment on the bed, so he quickly restrained himself.

After the needle was applied, he twisted his stiff neck tiredly, got up and walked to the table, fetched the pen and paper, thought for a moment, and then started to write on the paper.

Xue Lian, who had been waiting outside the room, heard the movement in the room, gently opened the door, put half of her head in, saw Jing'er was writing at the desk, walked in tiptoe, and looked on the bed.

Jing'er asked, "Xuelian, what are you looking at?"

Xue Lian asked: "Girl, how is the young master?"

Jing'er glanced at her and said, "He's fine, he won't die."

"Oh."

"Girl, are you okay?"

Jing'er wrote the prescription, and replied without raising her head: "It's just a flesh wound, so it's okay."

While answering, Jing'er put down the brush in her hand, picked up the corner of the paper with both hands, and blew lightly on the wet handwriting, then folded the paper and handed it to Xuelian, and ordered:

"The medicine last night worked well, I adjusted it again, you go to get the medicine quickly, fry three bowls and bring it in one bowl."

"Hey." Xuelian took the rice paper with both hands, turned around and ran out like flying.

Jing'er exhaled a long breath, got up and opened the door to get some air, but she was startled when the door opened.

But Geng Yu and other guards were all standing outside the door, their eyes were red and swollen, and their faces were tired, obviously they hadn't slept all night.

Seeing Jing'er at this moment, everyone hurriedly gathered over. Geng Yu impatiently stretched out his head to look inside, and asked in a low voice:

"Girl, how is the young master?"

Jing'er hurriedly put her finger to her lips, signaling to keep quiet, lightly moved her lotus feet and walked out of the house, turned around and gently closed the door, and then said:

"Everyone, don't worry, your young master is no longer in danger of life, and now he is still asleep, so it is inconvenient to disturb."

Geng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that's great, I know that as long as the genius doctor is around, my young master will be fine."

The heart hanging in his throat was finally relieved, he glanced at Jing'er's shoulder, and blamed himself:

"How is the girl's injury? It's all because Geng Yu accidentally hurt the girl."

Following his gaze, Jing'er glanced at her left shoulder, smiled slightly, and said:

"I haven't thanked Commander Geng and all the brothers for their kindness in saving each other, so how can I blame you?" After saying this, he saluted his forehead and said:

"Thank you Commander Geng for your rescue."

Geng Yu stretched out his hand in a hurry, whether it was helping or not, he was at a loss and said:

"Don't dare to do that, girl, we heard from Xuelian, if the girl hadn't led the old thief to the mountain stream in time, once the old thief sneaked into the house, he wouldn't know what a mess it would be. If it wasn't for the girl who stayed up all night last night for the young master Applying acupuncture for treatment, the young master is in danger, we have not thanked the girl, how can we be worthy of the gift of the girl."

A look of shame flashed across Jing'er's face upon hearing this, and she thought to herself: Why didn't your young master get hurt just to save me?It was so clear in my heart, but I didn't say it out of my mouth.

Geng Yu said to the twelve guards behind him: "The young master is auspicious, and there is a genius doctor here. I think the young master will recover soon. You all go back and rest first."

Jing'er turned her gaze to Geng Yu: "Commander Geng stay for now, please come in with me."

Geng Yu just didn't want to leave, but now seeing Jing'er keeping him, it was in his heart, and he turned his head to the guards who still didn't want to leave and ordered in a strict voice:

"Go back and rest."

He didn't follow Jing'er into the house until he saw the guards turned and went downstairs one after another, leaving cleanly.