The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

"what!"

This roar swallowing mountains and rivers, Jiang Yufeng after coming to him.

He rushed over in three steps and two steps, and sat down beside Chen Jianan with a thud, "Anan, what's the matter?"

Qiao Wen's mind was blank for a moment, and he subconsciously moved the flashlight light from his face slowly. He was wearing a black T-shirt, and his abdomen was wet at the moment, but because of the black, he couldn't tell the original color of the wet spot.

He reached out and touched it, and then took a flashlight to his palm, which turned out to be bright red. From the checkpoint to this place, it took twenty minutes or so, but the idiot didn't say a word, and held on till now.

As for why they didn't say anything, it was because they were afraid of dragging them down.

Qiao Wen's eyes were sore, and he managed to stabilize himself.

Chen Jianan panted, opened his lips laboriously, and said word by word: "You go quickly and leave me alone. Brother Feng, you must take Xiao Qiao home safely."

Jiang Yufeng hit the ground with a painful punch. He had just lost six brothers who were born and died. Now Chen Canan is in danger again.

How old is Anan? Only nineteen years old, one year younger than his sister.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and the tough guy who had been walking on the tip of a knife for so many years was too painful to speak for a while.

He hadn't answered yet, but Qiao Wen, who had forced himself to recover quickly, said sharply: "Go together!" Then he held the flashlight in his mouth, took off the bag behind him, and took out a dagger, alcohol and a roll of gauze from it. While pulling off Chen Canan’s T-shirt, he said to Jiang Yufeng, “Brother Feng, I will treat the wounds of Brother Nan. Just now, I seemed to hear the sound of running water. There should be a mountain spring nearby. Go look for it. The hound meets water. If it fails, we can avoid tracking by walking through the water."

"Okay." Jiang Yufeng finally calmed down, wiped his face and got up in a panic, "I'll look for it right away."

Perhaps he was already painful and numb, Chen Jianan didn't groan, and said with anger, "Xiao Qiao, they will be chasing me soon. Leave me alone and go quickly."

"Shut up! Keep your strength." Qiao Wen gave a sullen face and gave the flashlight to Ah Zhi next to him. He found the location of the shot in a **** blur, and he reached out and felt it, and found that the bullet was stuck between his ribs. Did not enter the internal organs, could not help but let out a sigh of relief, put the scabbard into his mouth, and said, "Brother Nan, I'm going to take the bullet for you. There is no anesthetic, so bear with me."

Because of the bleeding from the wound, he dared not delay. After disinfecting his hands and the blade with alcohol, he gently cut the wound in the light of the flashlight.

Chen Jianan biting the scabbard, his body began to convulse and convulse instinctively, and his breathing became more and more rapid. Qiao Wen already felt the icy cold radiating from his whole body. He raised his head in the dim light and glanced at the pale and dizzy person. He took the bullet and sternly said: "Chen Canan! Hold on to me, you His mother hasn't even touched a woman, so she can't just die like this!"

Chen Canan, who was about to close his eyes, was suddenly pulled back a little by this voice. He half-opened his eyes and looked at Qiao Wen diagonally above.

In the gleam of the shadows, he knew the fair and handsome face that was still young. However, the solemn and cold expression on his old and solemn expression was very strange to him.

His consciousness is actually quite vague. He opened his lower lip, bit the scabbard and said vaguely, "Who are you?"

Qiao Wen did not answer him, and finally succeeded in taking out the bullet.

Chen Jianan groaned in pain, but he resisted without moving, until Qiao Wen applied medicine to him and bandaged the wound, and then convulsed and fainted.

Qiao Wen stretched out his hand and probed his breath, although it was faint but still stable, he felt relieved a little bit.

Being able to survive till now, he can be called an iron man.

He tidied his clothes, and wiped the undried sweat on his face. At this moment, the man is cold all over, which is a symptom of excessive blood loss.

He always felt that he was a steel and iron bone, but no matter how strong his body was, he was actually a body of flesh and blood.

He knew that the other party was very weak now, but he was afraid that he would not wake up after falling asleep, so the people who pinched him soon awakened him: "Brother Nan, don't sleep first."

Chen Jianan finally woke up reluctantly: "Little Joe."

"Brother Nan, don't go to sleep if you hold on."

At this time, Jiang Yufeng also returned, panting: "There is indeed a mountain spring." He looked at Chen Canan who was leaning against Qiao Wen's arms and asked, "How is Anan?"

"I have taken the bullet and bandaged the wound, but he has lost too much blood. He has to find a safe place quickly and let him recuperate."

Jiang Yufeng has no intention of exploring Qiao Wen's calmness and calmness at this time. In fact, all the performances along the way have clearly shown that this frail boy is different from his previous cognition.

It's just that it's not the time to think about these things. What we have to consider now is how to save his life. He carefully carried Chen Canan on his back.

The spring is not deep, the highest is no more than a person's waist, the water is cool, and you can't see what's inside in the dark.

There were ten people when they boarded the ship, but now there are only four people left, two of them disabled and one sickly. The only intact Jiang Yufeng shouldered the burden, not only carrying Chen Canan on his back, but also opening the way in front of him.

Whether you can get out of this jungle, or where you go, is unknown. The only thing you can do is to keep walking along the waterway and get rid of the soldiers following you as much as possible.

Several people stopped and walked, Chen Jianan was also awake, until the sky showed a white belly, no chasing soldiers came to catch up. It is estimated that he has completely got rid of it, and several people have already relieved their strength and have to go ashore for a temporary rest. .

Qiao Wen always felt pain in his leg. He should have encountered a leech, but he didn’t have the time to pay attention. At this moment, he sat down and checked Chen Canan’s condition first, and made sure that he was still stable, before he had to open his pants. , There were two thick leeches on his fair calf. It should have sucked blood all the way and had a full meal.

Jiang Yufeng and Azhi were in the same situation. Several people sat on the ground, took the twigs, picked the leech off, and leaned against each other to pant.

Knowing that Qiao Wen is weak, Jiang Yufeng raised his head to look at his pale face and asked, "Awen, are you okay?"

Qiao Wen nodded, but his voice was a little faint: "I can hold it."

He looked around and found that this place was more vacant than the previous forest, and his eyes suddenly lit up. It turned out that it was not far away. At first glance, there were a few fields that were cultivated by people, which meant that there were villages nearby.

It’s just that in this war-torn country, no one can guarantee the safety of this village, but Chen Canaan’s situation should not be delayed. Even Longtan Tiger’s Den has a try...

"There is a field ahead, and there should be a village nearby. Azhi, you should check the situation. We are waiting here. If there is a problem, we will send a signal immediately."

"Okay." Azhi nodded. He suffered a leg injury last night. Although it was just a skin injury, the pain was severe when he touched the water. But at the moment, he couldn't care about it. He limped and tried to inquire about the situation.

Qiao Wen moved to Chen Jianan's side, looked at the man with his eyes closed, and reached out to touch his forehead. It was cold yesterday, but now it is very hot, obviously a bit inflamed.

Seeing his worried look, Jiang Yufeng said: "Awen, don't worry, Anan is in good health and he will definitely survive."

Qiao Wen didn't say anything, but suddenly said, "Brother Feng, hide the money first."

Jiang Yufeng just remembered that the huge amount of dollars in his bag would be a time bomb if he really met someone. He heaved a sigh of relief: "You still want to be thoughtful."

He pulled the bags of a few people, turned his head and looked around, walked under a big knotted tree, took out a dagger, dug a hole, and temporarily buried dozens of kilograms of banknotes in it.

Fate is naturally important. Before fate and money, of course you have to choose fate, but after nine deaths and one life, you can’t go back penniless, so the money must be protected.

He hid the money, returned to Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan to sit down not long before he saw the limping Ah Zhi hurriedly approaching with a couple of men and women.

Ah Zhi took a look of ecstasy. Obviously, this village was not a bandit's den, but a serious village with simple folk customs.

"Brother Feng, Awen, this is A Ming and Gillian. Their stockade is nearby. Get Anan on your back. There is a doctor in the stockade."

The man and the woman were very young, murmured and didn't know what to say, dressed plainly and had a kind face, really not like bandits.

I heard that they were businessmen from China, and when they met bandits, they had to escape into the jungle. It is said that the two brothers and sisters who have also suffered from the scourge of the bandits sympathized with them. They also saw that Chen Jianan was injured and unconscious, and hurriedly led them to the village to recuperate.

The village in the jungle has only a few wooden houses, and there are only a dozen households in total. It can be described as a pocket-sized village.

At first, Qiao Wen thought that the doctor in this deep mountain village, even if he was not a witch doctor, was similar to the half-hearted Mongolian doctor. He didn’t know the village until he saw the village doctor who was invited by brother Amin and took out a stethoscope and two bottles of western medicine. The doctor turned out to be a serious modern doctor.

It turns out that the people in this village are not natives of the jungle. They fled to the jungle because their homes were destroyed in the war. It sounds a bit like being isolated from the world, I don't know whether there is a paradise in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

After taking the medicine, Chen Canan's breathing gradually stabilized, but he was still unconscious.

The two brothers and sisters, Aming and Gillian, went to cook for a few people after the doctor had seen Chen Canan's injuries.

After escaping all night, the eyelids were not closed. Several people were sleepy and hungry. Not to mention Qiao Wen, even a tough guy like Jiang Yufeng could not hold it. They each ate two bowls of soup noodles, and then they barely gave Chen who was unconscious. Canaan fed a little.

A string stretched by the three awake people finally came loose. After confirming that there was no danger, they didn't care about the others. They fell to the floor and fell asleep with their eyes closed.

It is a miracle that Qiao Wen's poor body can support it now. This sleep is really faint, and it is already afternoon when he wakes up, and the sun in the sky is slowly going west.

The first time he opened his eyes, he stretched out his hand to probe Chen Canan's nose next to him, and touched his forehead to make sure that his breathing was steady and the fever had gone away. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He silently looked at the man's pale cheeks, and even his lips were bloodless, as if he had lost a lot of weight in just one night. After being in this world for a few months, Chen Canan gave him the feeling that he was always full of vigor, but at this time, he was so weak that people couldn't bear to see more.

Seeing that he was still asleep, Qiao Wen didn't intend to forcibly wake him up. Turning their heads to look at the threshold, they found that Jiang Yufeng and Azhi had not known when they had gotten up, and they were sitting at the door smoking in silence.

He got up and walked over barefoot.

"Brother Feng, Brother Azhi."

Jiang Yufeng raised his head and glanced at him, chuckled lightly, and asked, "You can still carry it, right?"

Qiao Wen sat down beside him and said with a wry smile: "It's okay."

Jiang Yufeng looked at Chen Canan who was lying upright in the house: "I don't know when Anan will wake up?"

Qiao Wen said: "The fever has gone down, it should be fine."

Jiang Yufeng thought that he didn't seem to smoke, and was about to put out the cigarette, Qiao Wen had already spoken: "It's okay. Give me one too."

Jiang Yufeng glanced at him suspiciously, took out a cigarette and handed it to him, then lit his lighter.

Qiao Wen leaned forward to light it with smoke in it, and took a deep breath.

Tobacco is actually a bit unable to hold this body now, but the frightening experience of this night made him desperately need something to relieve his tense emotions.

Jiang Yufeng was surprised when he saw that he smoked like an old smoker, but when he saw him smoking twice, he wanted to be choked and coughed heavily.

"Smoking is not a good habit. Don't smoke or not."

Qiao Wen smiled and shook his head. As expected, he changed his body. Many things were completely different. He was himself, but he was no longer the self he used to be.

He wiped out the smoke on the ground, and when he raised his head again, his eyes fell on the pocket watch in Jiang Yufeng's hand, with a small photo embedded in it, as if it were a girl.

Jiang Yufeng was aware of his sight, and generously stretched the photo to his eyes, smiled and said, "My sister, is it good-looking?"

This double-flowered red stick is a real tough guy who is always cold and scary. Qiao Wen didn't expect him to have such a gentle time.

Not only the tone, but also the corners of the eyebrows and eyes have a gentle smile.

In the photo is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with long black hair over the shoulders, and **** and white eyes on Guazi's face. She is indeed a pretty girl.

Qiao Wen nodded and said, "Very beautiful, I don't know if Brother Feng, you have a younger sister?"

Jiang Yufeng smiled and said: "After my father passed away, her mother took her to remarry, and I went to the walled city to meet with Leopard. We have not lived together for many years."

Qiao Wen knew that he wanted to be half brothers and sisters.

Jiang Yufeng stretched out his hand and carefully touched the little photo, and said with a smile: "She is very smart. She was admitted to the university by herself and is now a college student. I dare not see her now, for fear that her friends will know me like this. Brother."

Qiao Wen didn't know what to say for a while, a female college student, if let people know that there is a gangster brother, it is indeed a trouble.

Jiang Yufeng smiled and said, "Speaking of which, we have not seen each other for almost a year. She wanted to invite me to dinner. I pushed it several times. Last time he lost his temper on the phone and said that he would ignore me in the future. "Speaking of this, he shook his head amusingly, "If I can go back alive this time, I will go find my sister for a meal the first thing I do."

Qiao Wen smiled and said, "Brother Feng must be a good brother."

Jiang Yufeng looked at the photo, but said nothing.

A Zhi Leng on the side burst out swearing: "When I go back this time, I have to let Xiao Cui leave the old man and live with me."

Qiao Wen looked at him incomprehensibly. Unexpectedly, the man who had just finished speaking the foul language, when he looked over, a trace of shame suddenly appeared on his dark face, as if he was shy, he touched his nose a little embarrassed, and said nothing. .

But Jiang Yufeng glanced at him, smiled and said for him: "Xiao Cui is the old friend of Azhi. He used to be a dancer in the ballroom. Azhi felt that he had no money and never married others. Later, the girl was discouraged. I have been a concubine for a rich boss for a few years."

Yes, Hong Kong City only promulgated the law on monogamy two years ago. Before that, the feudal custom of polygamy still remained, especially for the rich. It is very common to have wives and concubines.

A Zhi said angrily: "I wanted to wait for another two years, but I didn't know she couldn't wait."

Jiang Yufeng said: "A woman's youth is only these few years. Xiao Cui is two years older than you. If you don't marry her or let her find a way out by herself, don't blame her."

A Zhimo took a moment, and his voice became a bit astringent: "I didn't blame him."

Jiang Yufeng said: "If we can go back safely this time, you divide the money to buy a small apartment and live a good life with Xiaocui." When he said this, he sighed sadly, "Originally ten of us came, but I didn't expect In just one day, there are only four of us left."

Thinking of those brothers who died tragically, the three of them were full of heartache for a while.

After a while, Ah Zhi raised his head and said, "Brother Feng, if we can go back alive, we must repay this grudge for the brothers."

Jiang Yufeng showed a ruthless look on his face, nodded and said, "I must have killed Ansha by myself."

Qiao Wen didn't mix with the world, he didn't have any vengeance or hatred, but thinking of Chen Canan who was still in a coma behind him, it was rare for him to feel the hatred of wanting to slash his enemies.

Several people were chatting, and the two brothers and sisters Aming and Gillian came back.

Both of them wore traditional local costumes and looked like very simple villagers. Seeing a few people sitting at the door, Gillian ran over with a smile and showed the fungus picked in the basket to them.

Qiao Wen smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

A touch of the big girl's shyness immediately appeared on Gillian's face. She is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with a healthy complexion, and a pair of black and bright eyes. She is not very beautiful, but such a young, simple and enthusiastic girl has her own delights.

She pointed to the brother who was following her, and said a word.

Although she knew very well that among the three, only Ah Zhi understood Vietnamese, but when she said this, her eyes were still looking at Qiao Wen.

Ah Zhi said with a narrow expression: "Awen, Gillian said that his brother caught a fish from the river. How would you like to eat it?"

Qiao Wen said openly: "Soup will do."

Ah Zhi said loudly to the girl in front of him in Vietnamese: "Stew soup."

The girl nodded, couldn't help but glanced at Qiao Wen, and then asked her brother to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Since the two brothers and sisters don’t understand Chinese anyway, Azhi joked without any scruples: “Awen, if we really can’t go back, you don’t have to worry. You can stay here and be your son-in-law. You are such a good-looking boy. , I’m afraid it’s very popular."

Qiao Wen smiled disapprovingly. Before he said anything, Jiang Yufeng had already said, "Awen is not only good-looking, but if it weren't for him, the few of us would have died. He is so capable. People still have to go back to Hong Kong City to show off."

Ah Zhi also saw Qiao Wen's ability, and nodded his head with approval: "That's true."

Jiang Yufeng was a little stern, and said to Qiao Wen: "Awen, the wisest decision of Brother Feng this time is to let you follow. But it did make you suffer with us."

Qiao Wen shook his head indifferently: "I'm also worried about Brother Nan. As long as he's okay, this bit of suffering is nothing."

Jiang Yufeng looked back at Chen Canan, who was ignorant, and smiled: "Anan, this bastard, it's a blessing to have a younger brother like you."

Qiao Wen also laughed: "Brother Nan is very nice to me."

Jiang Yufeng said: "I know that your relationship is good."

After the turmoil last night, the three of them rarely relax and chat. Although the way forward is uncertain, at least this moment is peaceful for the time being.

Compared to Gillian, his older brother Aming seems to be a quiet young man, and he rarely goes in front of a few people. Only Gillian comes in and out to greet a few strange male guests, which is a bit outrageous. Unexpectedly and generously.

Dinner is a pot of delicious mountain mushroom stewed river fish. Southeast Asia makes good use of various spices. Before it is brought into the house, the fragrance is already fragrant.

Qiao Wen first served a bowl to Chen Canan.

Chen Jianan has a stomach injury, so he can't sit up directly by supporting him. He can only put his head on his lap, and then tentatively call him: "Brother Nan wakes up and eats!"

After yelling several times, the drowsy person reacted slightly.

Chen Jianan slowly opened his eyes and saw the person above, his eyes were a little lost, as if he didn't recognize the person too much, and he whispered: "Little Joe?"

Qiao Wen: "Brother Nan, it's me."

Chen Jianan nodded indistinctly, and said vaguely: "Well, it's Xiao Qiao."

Qiao Wen picked up the small bowl: "Brother Nan, you should be a little awake and eat something."

Chen Jianan's eyes were still half-open and half-closed, obviously not so clear, but when Qiao Wen put the spoon containing the fish to his lips, he instinctively opened his mouth and slowly swallowed it into his abdomen.

He usually eats meals hungrily, it is rare to chew slowly, but it is when he is about to lose half his life.

Not only did he eat slowly, he also dripped from the corner of his mouth from time to time, and Qiao Wen wiped it off immediately. He has been pampered since he was a child, and he is the pride of the sky in the eyes of others. In fact, he is not good at taking care of patients. But at this moment, taking care of Chen Canan is meticulous and ironing. It seems that this kind of thing has been done many times.

In fact, it is not how many times he has done it, but in the memory of the original body, Chen Jianan has taken care of that weak little Qiaowen countless times.

After feeding a bowl of fish with soup, it took less than half an hour. Chen Jianan was not sober after all. After eating this, he closed his eyes and let it go.

Qiao Wen asked him to lean on his lap and eat a little bit before putting the person back on the pillow.

After a few people have eaten such a big meal, they are finally relieved, and if you sleep well at night, you will probably be able to fully recover your energy tomorrow.

So not long after the genius got dark, Jiang Yufeng and Azhi slept by the side early.

Qiao Wen never sleeps too much. He slept for a long time during the day. It was only nine o'clock now, and he couldn't fall asleep lying on the ground.

From time to time the whispers of Gillian brothers and sisters came from the next room, but he didn't understand Vietnamese, and he didn't know what the brothers and sisters were talking about at night, let alone join them.

Because he hadn't fallen asleep, Qiao Wen finally waited for Chen Jianan to wake up again.

This time I really woke up. Although the voice was still weak, he called out "Little Joe" very clearly.

Hearing the movement, Qiao Wen hurriedly took the candle next to him and lit it, then sat up slightly, looked at the person next to him by the candlelight, and said, "Brother Nan, are you awake?"

Chen Jianan fumbled and grabbed his hand, opened his eyes, and looked at him in the dim light.

His dark eyes looked clear, but he didn't speak for a while.

Qiao Wen was not sure about his condition, and asked anxiously: "Brother Nan, do you feel pain? Would you like to drink water?"

Chen Jianan slowly shook his head, and finally said in a low voice: "Xiao Qiao, I seem to have a dream."

Hearing his tone, Qiao Wen seemed to be really sober, and followed his words and asked, "What dream?"

Chen Canan said: "I dreamt that you told me that you are leaving to go to a distant place, and you will never come back again."