A young man dressed in black came out of the carriage and stood on the ground. He was tall, half a head taller than the strong man pulling the bow and shooting arrows.
His face is fair and handsome, his sharp brows are a little gentle, and his calm eyes reveal a temperament that is repellent to others thousands of miles away.
The faint firelight reflected on his face, making his unparalleled handsome face a little erratic.
Lu Ling felt inexplicably short of breath in his chest.
For some reason, a strange feeling passed through her heart.
Especially when looking at his slightly narrowed, deep black eyes, Lu Ling's weird feeling became even stronger.
What's going on? Could it be that my past self knew her?
In other words, did she know this person before she became Lu Ling, before she was a normal living person?
Lu Ling shook his head.
probably not.
There is no such thing as a coincidence.
She was once a noblewoman in the capital, and her family had strict rules. How could she possibly know a man from this small place?
Although his appearance and temperament don't look like an ordinary person.
Shen Yufeng put his hands behind his back and looked at Lu Ling with his dark eyes, who was being held up by Haitang.
Seeing that her chest was stained with blood and her face was frighteningly pale, but there was no trace of fear in her eyes, but full of determination, Shen Yufeng's eyes couldn't help but stay on her face for a few seconds longer.
If it were an ordinary woman, she would probably be scared to death if she encountered a tiger.
If he had been injured that badly, he might have fainted.
But this woman managed to hold on without crying, becoming weak, or fainting.
Haitang saw that none of the men in the group spoke, and the master's eyes were still lingering on Lu Ling's face as if searching. Her heart, which had just calmed down, began to twitch again.
She suddenly straightened her back and raised her voice, threateningly: "My uncle is waiting for us in front."
Lu Ling:?
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This silly girl, even if these men are bad guys, they came from the direction of the city, how could they not meet Song Wenzhou and the others?
Just those three heads, would they be afraid?
Shen Yufeng couldn't help but look at Haitang, who was clearly trembling but still protecting his master, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.
The man holding a bow and arrow next to him joked: "Oh, so the man who just threw away his woman is your uncle? I'm afraid he is still waiting for you to feed the tiger and come to collect the body."
Lu Ling was not angry. Haitang was not angry either.
Because he told the truth.
When Haitang was on the carriage just now, she begged him to stop the carriage and save his lady.
However, what Haitang didn't expect was that Song Wenzhou said something that made people grit their teeth: "Lu Ling exchanged the lives of four of us. There is no better outcome than this!"
Haitang was so angry that she kicked him hard immediately, jumped off the carriage and came to find Lu Ling to live and die together.
At that time, the coachman was a little moved, but in the end it could not overcome his instinct to survive.
So the three men threw the two women away.
When the master and servant were feeling sad, Shen Yufeng suddenly spoke: "Jing Yu, go to the city and ask for a doctor."
It turns out that the archer's name is Jing Yu.
"Yes, Master."
Jing Yu clasped his fists, then got on his horse and ran towards the county seat like flying.
Lu Ling's heart moved.
I became even more curious about this person's identity.
The city gate must have been closed now, but he led so many people out of the city.
Now he sent his men to the city to ask for a doctor. It can be seen that the city guards would not stop him, so his status must be higher than that of the county magistrate.
So, who is he?
Just as he was lost in thought, Lu Ling suddenly felt that his legs were weak and he no longer had the strength to stand here.
"Miss, miss!"
Haitang followed Lu Ling's falling body and squatted down.
Lu Ling lowered his head and looked at his blood-soaked chest, and suddenly wanted to slap himself in the mouth.
What's going on? I don't know how to stop the bleeding, but instead I'm curious about the identity of a person who has nothing to do with me.
She sat down on the ground in annoyance and spoke extremely weakly: "Help me wrap up the wound."
"Oh..." Haitang finally came to his senses and quickly took off his shirt and gently wrapped it around Lu Ling's chest.
Lu Ling looked at his chest and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
She glanced up secretly and realized that the people around her had already turned their backs.
And the master stood beside his carriage with his hands behind his back, looking sideways into the darkness, wondering what he was thinking.
Haitang now believed that these people were not bad guys, so she no longer worried.
"lady."
Suddenly a man's voice came from above, startling both the master and the servant.
Looking up, it turned out to be one of the man's men, handing them a bottle of medicine.
"This medicine will temporarily relieve the pain."
He lowered his head and did not look at the two women.
Lu Ling was a little surprised.
I know there are still good people in the world.
Haitang took the medicine and thanked him profusely. Lu Ling looked at Shen Yufeng and said as loudly as possible: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."
Shen Yufeng didn't even move, let alone respond.
Lu Ling was very grateful to him, but he didn't seem to want to say anything more.
She also shut up.
Haitang opened the medicine bottle and poured two pills into Lu Ling's mouth.
The bitter pill rolled from the throat into the stomach. Gradually, the pain of the wound really eased a lot.
Lu Ling's eyes unconsciously rested on the medicine bottle.
Glaze texture, radiant and exquisite.
It can be seen from a medicine bottle that the man must be both rich and noble.
About half an hour later, Jing Yu finally came back.
A doctor was sitting on a horse behind him, carrying a medicine box across his body. The horse was jolting him so hard that his old bones were about to fall apart.
When he got off the horse, his expression was no better than Lu Ling's. It took him a while to calm down.
Jing Yu walked up to Lu Ling and said, "Madam, there is a curfew in the city, so it took me some time to find the doctor. I've been waiting for a long time."
Who knows, he broke down the door of the medical clinic and forced the doctor to come in.
Because the doctors in the city were either asleep or afraid of being interrogated by patrolling soldiers when they came out at night and causing trouble.
The doctor quickly squatted in front of Lu Ling to help check the injury.
Lu Ling no longer had the strength to speak, and leaned weakly against Haitang's body.
Haitang answered for her: "We can't thank you enough for the strong man to help find the doctor."
If the doctor doesn't come, and that heartless Song Wenzhou doesn't come, Lu Ling's injury is serious and he might not survive tomorrow morning.
The doctor asked Haitang to untie the coat that was used to stop the bleeding. He said he was offended, carefully looked at Lu Ling's chest, then pressed a tool in front of her, and finally stood up.
He gestured with his hand in the air, as if hesitating to whom to explain Lu Ling's condition.
After looking around, he looked at Shen Yufeng who was standing six or seven steps away with his hands behind his back. He thought that this man had an unusual temperament and must be the boss.
So he cupped his hands and said, "Sir, the wound on Madam's chest is an inch deep. She has lost a lot of blood and has two broken sternums. She is temporarily unable to move."
Lu Ling thought, shouldn't you tell me?
Turning to look at Shen Yufeng.
Shen Yufeng's eyes fell on Lu Ling's face again.
By chance, their eyes accidentally met.
