He was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Han Changmu's sad expression, he breathed a faint sigh of relief, lowered his head and stepped aside.
Han Changmu took a deep breath, moved gently, grabbed the man's shoulders, and slowly turned him over.
The bright light fell on Han Changmu's hand, and the mottled shadows kept shaking.
When he saw that face, Han Changmu's breathing stopped for a moment. He was like a fish out of water, suffocated by the scorching sunlight, and waves of severe pain surged into his heart.
"Ah Yao, Ah Yao, Ah Yao." Suddenly a gust of wind passed by, and he came back to his senses. He took a deep breath and hugged the man tightly, his voice shaking so hard that he couldn't even form a complete sentence.
The face of the man in his arms was covered in blood, but his pale face and familiar eyebrows could not be concealed. It was Yao Yao with his eyes closed.
She leaned limply in Han Changmu's arms, her head and neck tilted back, her chest did not rise and fall, and she could not detect her breath.
The clothes on his body are relatively clean, and there should be no bleeding wounds, but the skirt of his clothes is stained with sticky blood, and it also has a warm breath. It is obvious that it has just been stained.
He Zhenfu's eyes became astringent when he saw it, and a chill came out of his heart.
It was not that he had never seen such a scene. There were also internal guards who were close to him who died in the line of duty, but nothing like this scene made him so shocked and unacceptable.
Because the person in front of me is a girl, a girl with ruthless methods and excellent kung fu.
Even she was dying from the beating. The person who did it must be so strong and perverted.
Han Changmu calmed down in the shock of liver and gallbladder splitting, and realized that although the person in his arms could not detect his breath and could not detect the rise and fall of his chest, his body was always warm and soft.
He tried his best to calm down, put his shaking hands on the side of Yao Yao's neck, and then let out a long sigh of relief.
He stood up with Yao Yao in his arms, walked forward steadily, and ordered He Zhenfu in a cold voice: "Take the car and people back to Gongyuan." He paused, and his expression darkened a little: "And then arrange for someone to find him. The whereabouts of Meng Suige."
Only then did He Zhenfu realize that among the people on the floor, apart from the food delivery boy and Boss Cai, the only outsider was Yao Yao. Meng Suigai didn't know where he was.
His mind was in chaos, with countless absurd thoughts popping up.
Was Meng Suige kidnapped?
Or did you run away in the face of battle?
Or did he defect before the battle?
He shook his head and secretly spat at himself. These were all ghost thoughts that came from nowhere.
He watched Han Changmu go away, his heart tightened, and he sighed bitterly.
I wonder if Yao Yao can be saved!
Where did Meng Suigai go?
Is this Gongyuan matter still over?
He felt that he had sighed all his life's anger today.
It's too difficult. This mission is too difficult.
The guards moved very quickly and found three still alive men among the people on the ground. They sent them back to Gongyuan for treatment without any delay. The remaining few people were all moved to the vegetable cart and covered with white cloths. .
Immediately, the internal guards began to carefully search all over the alley, not even a blade of grass or a brick was missed.
Everything seemed to be moving towards revealing the truth, but after the search, it was discovered that the so-called clues found out
Search, but there is no specific direction.
When Meng Sui returned after a long break, the sun was shining brightly, illuminating the car covered with white cloth and casting a long shadow.
The remaining internal guards all had bitter expressions on their faces, and He Zhenfu looked especially miserable.
His expression suddenly changed, he felt anxious, and hurriedly chased after him, asking as he ran: "Mr. He Qi, what's going on, where is Yao joining the army?"
He Zhenfu turned around and saw Meng Suige returning alive. He was overjoyed and suddenly relaxed: "Oh, Mr. Meng Qi is back. It's good to be back. It's good to be back. I'm planning to order people to look for you." He heard Meng Sui ask Yao Yao next time, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, with a heavy expression: "Yao Canjun is injured."
Meng Suige's heart skipped a beat and he asked blankly: "Yao Canjun, what happened to Yao Canjun? How could he be injured? Was he fine when I left?"
He Zhenfu also looked confused, shook his head and said: "I don't know what happened. When the adults saw the sound of arrows, they asked me to bring the internal guards over to investigate. When they arrived, these people and Yao Canjun were already injured and unconscious. , Your Excellency will send her back for treatment first, Mr. Meng Qi, where were you just now, why were you not with Yao Canjun, what happened?"
Meng Suige opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by He Zhenfu.
"Okay, you'd better talk about it later. When we meet the adults, we'll talk about it together. This will save you the trouble of telling me once and having to tell the adults again."
Meng Suige nodded. He had natural confidence in Han Changmu. As long as Han Changmu was around, there would be no difficulty that could not be solved.
Thinking of this, he was not in a hurry to return to Gongyuan, and stayed to search the alleys with He Zhenfu.
Han Changmu anxiously carried Yao Yao through the corner door, turned to a quiet road, and went up to the third floor of Mingyuan Tower in one breath. Then he ordered the internal guards to quietly find Wang Fengyu.
When the inner guard saw Yao Yao with blood on his face, his face changed with fright. He had seen how fierce this girl was. This scene chilled him to the core. He hurriedly responded and rushed down anxiously. building.
The public office was so busy that no one noticed the changes that had just happened.
Wang Fengyu was almost dragged upstairs by the inner guard company. The thumping footsteps were extremely heavy, making the wooden stairs creak and creak, almost collapsing under his feet.
Entering the room, he was so tired that his legs were shaking. He rested his hands on his hips and panted for a long time. Seeing that Han Changmu had no arms or legs, and his face was as rosy as usual, he put his heart in his stomach and slowly He saluted and said, "Master Han, I wonder who is injured?"
Han Changmu didn't have the energy to chat with Wang Fengyu, so he grabbed him to the bed and said in a cold voice: "Yao Canjun is injured. Please take a look at Wang Fengyu."
Wang Fengyu staggered when he was grabbed, and lamented in his heart that his old bones could not withstand the pushing and pushing of these rude warriors.
He glanced at Yao Yao, who was trapped in the brocade quilt. He looked lifeless, and a frightening feeling suddenly seized his mind.
His hand was shaking a little, and he placed it on the thin and white wrist that hung down. He tilted his head and concentrated on feeling his pulse.
He was particularly impressed by this Yao who joined the army. There were not many female officials in the capital, and most of them were elegant and dignified ladies who worked in the palace on errands. Girls who joined the army as military attachés were even rarer. There is less of it.
He has only seen this one in his life, so he treats her
It is truly unforgettable.
He vaguely remembered that the girl's skin was a little rough, and it was not as fair as ordinary girls, but slightly dark. However, at this moment, her face looked so pale that it looked like she had lost too much blood.
He sighed secretly, slowly retracted his hand, and his pitiful eyes fell on the dying Yao Yao.
When Han Changmu heard this sigh, his heart tightened and he looked at Wang Fengyu nervously: "Wang Fengyu, how is Yao Canjun?"
Wang Fengyu sighed again, feeling that his luck was really bad, how could he get into such a difficult errand.
He put aside his worries about gains and losses and considered: "Yao Junjun's situation is not good. He doesn't seem to have any external injuries, but he has suffered extremely serious internal injuries. His internal organs have been damaged and he has suffered serious blood loss. If the bleeding cannot be stopped in time, I will be afraid." , can’t survive tonight.”
He stopped talking and looked at Han Changmu.
Han Changmu's breathing stagnated and his expression became clear.
They are all martial arts practitioners, and they know what is good or bad and what the situation is without having to explain it thoroughly.
If there is any external injury, it would be easier to deal with. Rarely, it is an internal injury, which is difficult to treat and even more difficult to recover from.
He moved his eyes to look at Yao Yao with unbearable eyes: "Is there any way?"
Wang Fengyu said calmly: "The Forbidden Army has good medicine for knife wounds and hemostatic medicine, which is the holy medicine for healing. However, there is no ready-made medicine in the hands of the official, let alone a prescription. Master Han is afraid that he will have to go to the Beiya Forbidden Army." ”
Han Changmu's eyes narrowed slightly, Yao Yao's injury was serious, and he might not be able to wait for him to go to the Beiya Forbidden Army.
He thought deeply and asked, "Wang Fengyu, is there any way to suppress the injury temporarily? I can go to the Beiya Forbidden Army to find medicine."
Wang Fengyu thought for a moment, wrote a prescription, and handed it to Han Changmu's hands solemnly: "Sir, this prescription is full of tiger and wolf medicine, and some of the flavors are incompatible with each other. It is a poisonous medicine, although it is poisonous. It can temporarily relieve Yao Canjun, but after all, it is not a long-term solution, and it can easily damage the foundation. Sir, you should use it with caution."
Han Changmu glanced down. Every medicine was like a sharp knife, stinging his eyes. He nodded and thanked: "Thank you Wang Fengyu, I will consider it."
Wang Fengyu turned his head and glanced at Yao Yao, only to see that her nose was almost motionless. He couldn't bear it, and said again after careful consideration: "This time when I entered the tribute courtyard, the saint rewarded Ge Lao with a century-old ginseng and brought it in. He said that it was Be prepared for emergencies.”
He said this and sighed again.
Han Changmu nodded slightly. He understood what Han Fengyu meant. Hundred-year-old ginseng is the best medicine for holding that breath. It is something that can only be found but cannot be sought. It is also a gift from the saint. I am afraid that joining the army is not enough. In order to let Jiang Shen give up.
He thanked him sincerely: "Thank you Wang Fengyu for telling me about this. I will think about it."
Wang Fengyu nodded and said: "Then I will retire first."
He slowly exited the room, and when he turned around, he glanced at the crack in the door that was ajar.
A soldier from Jingzhao Prefecture is only a seventh-rank official. A brick falling from Chang'an City can knock down a group of seventh-rank officials.
Yao Canjun, a seventh-rank official, could not make waves and had no profit at all. How could anyone use a century-old ginseng tree to exchange the life of a worthless seventh-rank official?
He shook his head, went downstairs with mixed feelings, and bumped into Meng Suigai head-on.
