Qi Heng paced around in panic for a few times.
He said solemnly: "Brother Ye, please take care of the young master, I will go out to buy medicine."
Ye Qing, who really couldn't hold it back this time, rolled his eyes and said angrily:
"Calm down. If you leave, who will clean up the carrion of your young master?"
"Besides, when the mistress sent me here, I told him to buy medicine."
"Now, calm down and wait patiently to help me treat the wound."
"Yes!" Although Qi Heng was still anxious and worried, his eyes had calmed down. He cupped his fists towards Ye Qing and said from the bottom of his heart: "I listen to Brother Ye."
Ye Qing stood up and greeted:
"These bloody cloths need to be washed. Forget it, just burn them. I brought two sets of clothes, so I'll tear them up. I need to boil the water again."
"I'm not familiar with this place. You go handle it while I listen to the soup being cooked."
"When the mistress comes back, we can continue, and let your young master take it easy."
As he spoke, Ye Qing said worriedly: "I'm afraid that your young master did not die of excessive blood loss, but was hurt to death instead."
But Qi Heng didn't care about Ye Qing's worries and said:
"This little pain is nothing to my young master. Brother Ye, feel free to do whatever you want."
Ye Qing looked at Qi Heng curiously, and seeing that he remained silent or asked no questions, he nodded and said:
"Sure, let's continue once we're ready."
…
An hour later.
The mistress, whose clothes were soaked by the dew from the jungle, ran into the ruined temple with a large package in her arms.
at this time.
Ye Qingzheng fed Zhang Xiuran blood-enhancing decoction for the second time.
The mistress gently placed the package next to Ye Qing. Seeing that Zhang Xiuran's left arm and right leg had been re-bandaged, his pale face looked much better, and his nervous expression softened a lot.
Qi Heng, who was standing by, gave Xiao San a look, and the two of them walked out together.
Outside the ruined temple.
Before Qi Heng could ask, Xiaosan asked worriedly:
"How is the master?"
Qi Heng nodded and said with flashing eyes: "Brother Ye said that he can treat the master's injuries, but he may have to rest for a long time afterwards."
"The medicine for the golden sore is not enough, and the scars on the back have not been treated yet."
"Is Miss Mo safe? What happened to what the master told me?"
The mistress said solemnly:
"These days, if anyone wants to deal with Miss Mo, they will be stopped and killed by the good hands around Miss Shangguan. They are safe."
"I went to the place where the master said to wait for the man, but he didn't show up at the appointed time."
"I don't know if he's here, he's not the master, or he's not here at all."
"Qi Heng, what on earth is that?"
"My master actually vowed to protect her even to the death. He suffered so many injuries for no reason and almost lost his life."
Facing Xiaosan's inquiry, Qi Heng, who knew what it was, just said solemnly:
"That thing can completely turn the master over."
There was a pause.
Qi Heng said with murderous intent:
"As long as the arrangements are made properly, even if the young master kills both the eldest and second young masters, our master will still be safe and sound and be able to run the Zhang family smoothly."
For an instant, the mistress's face was full of shock, and then she became excited and happy, and even more murderous said:
"If that's the case, I'll go and kill him."
"For making our master so embarrassed, we need to recover some interest."
Qi Heng shook his head and said with concern:
"The people who are chasing us are not the eldest and second young masters."
The puzzled mistress asked:
"The people from Yuanhetang were not arranged by them?"
Qi Heng nodded and said:
"You know who the owner of Yuanhetang is."
"Second Young Master is only involved in some business, and it's okay to command a few people. But such a large number of martial arts masters are not what Second Young Master can command."
Thinking of Yuan He Tang's real owner, Xiao San's eyes were full of scruples.
Another two quarters of an hour passed.
Ye Qing's voice sounded from inside the ruined temple.
"Master Zhang's breathing has become stronger. Brother Qi, come in and continue."
The two people outside the ruined temple looked at each other.
Xiao San used his hands and feet, like a spiritual ape, to climb up a tall tree and began to stand guard.
Qi Heng went in to help.
As soon as he entered, he saw Ye Qing stuffing a lavender flower into Zhang Xiuran's mouth.
His expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously pulled out the software, just about to kill it.
The swimming soft sword stopped midway, swaying in the air and making a pleasant trembling sound.
"Brother Ye, this mandala is poisonous."
Although Qi Heng withdrew his move midway, he still showed a trace of distrust towards Ye Qing.
Ye Qing looked at Qi Heng calmly, and without slow movement, he stuffed the mandala flower into Zhang Xiuran's mouth, moved his jaw, chewed the flower, and fed him some warm water before explaining:
"Your young master was forced to carry the wound while he was in a coma. He was shaking in pain and sweating all the time."
"After taking the blood-tonifying decoction, his breathing became much stronger. I'm worried that he will wake up at any time."
"If your young master wakes up and moves around while the wound is being treated, the consequences will be self-evident."
"Datura flowers are poisonous, but when taken in small amounts, they have a sedative and anesthetic effect."
"It can not only relieve your young master's pain, we can treat the wound with peace of mind, but also allow him to have a good sleep and replenish his energy and blood."
After hearing the explanation, Qi Heng, who was full of shame, immediately clasped his fists towards Ye Qing and bowed:
"Brother Ye, please forgive me, I'm just too worried about my young master."
"I understand." Ye Qing placed Zhang Xiuran again in a lying position on the straw mat.
Then he and Qi Heng began to clean up the wounds on his back.
The nearly foot-long wound was shocking.
Ye Qing frowned and complained: "You all know that this wound is on the back."
"Moreover, it has been raining heavily these days and the ground is cold and damp, so I let him lie flat."
"It's not easy for your young master to be alive!"
Qi Heng's face turned red and white, but he had no explanation.
The mistress went to Huaiyang City for business and didn't come back for four days.
In addition to feeding the young master with blood-tonifying medicine and dressing the wounds, he had been squatting on the tree to keep watch, and solved all three emergencies in the tree.
His young master was lying flat on his stomach, and there was nothing he could do.
After some busy work.
Ye Qing, whose hands were covered in blood, let out a sigh of relief.
He raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then stood up to relieve his numb legs from squatting.
He frowned and said to Qi Heng:
"It's too humid here, which is not good for wound recovery. We must move to a clean, dry place as soon as possible."
"Otherwise, the wound may get worse."
Qi Heng, who was originally very happy, looked ugly again.
He whispered:
"There are still many people outside searching for us right now, so we can't go out easily."
"If those people discover the young master's current situation, there is no way he can escape."
Ye Qing, who had thought about this problem before, smiled and said:
"This matter is easy to handle. I'm just worried that I will be intercepted and killed if I find out."
"Let's just walk out in a big way, so that those people won't dare to do anything when they find out, and we will watch you leave safely."
Speaking of this, Ye Qing joked:
"Make them mad!"
Qi Heng couldn't wait and asked quickly:
"Brother Ye, what is the solution? Tell me quickly!"
Ye Qing smiled and stepped forward to whisper.
Qi Heng, who had a strange expression but full of admiration, cupped his fists and bowed:
"Brother Ye, no wonder the young master always says that you are a rare smart person, your brain is so easy to use!"
Later, he said sadly:
"If we could have thought of this way, the young master's injury wouldn't have lasted until now."
Ye Qing patted Qi Heng on the shoulder and said comfortingly:
"If you are concerned, you will be confused. I will go first. When you enter the city, I will look for you again."
"Okay, let's see you in the city!" Qi Heng smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth raised.
