Dream Broken You Pavilion

In Lanlin Garden, Shang Wuyang reported the situation of the battle to his mother Mrs. Shang Qi one by one. Speaking of Qingping's death, Mrs. Shang Qi couldn't help crying. Growing up with Shang Wuyang, he ordered her to be buried in the name of Shang Wuyang's younger sister.

Zhulinyuan was very quiet, and the guards said they found nothing unusual.But Shang Wuyang didn't think so, since He Lan knew about the night attack, he couldn't be indifferent, how could there be no movement at all?The more quiet it is, the more it seems to be trying to cover up.

Shang Wuyang said: "It's very strange to say that these enemies are extremely fierce, and they will never give up until they die in battle. The brothers' martial arts are not as good as them, and they also suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, those traps and traps on the mountain are extremely lethal. Nearly half of the enemies died under the mechanism alone, otherwise we might not be so easy to defeat."

"Have you ever found out who they are?" Mrs. Shang Qi asked.

Shang Wuyang said: "I have checked their bodies, and found that they are not wearing the uniforms of our Xiang country."

Mrs. Shang Qi was surprised: "Could it be that this He Lan is not from Hunan?"

Shang Wuyang nodded and said: "Qingping came back from the capital two days ago and said that she suspected that He Lan was from Chuanyang."

"Chuanyang country? But why do they want us to surrender? What do they want to do?"

"I don't know."

Mrs. Shang Qi sighed: "It's thanks to Miss Jing'er this time. I didn't expect that she is not only good at medicine, but also came up with such strange tricks tailored to local conditions."

Shang Wuyang got up and said, "It's almost dawn, my son is going to visit the brothers, the new doctor is busy there, some brothers are seriously injured, I'm afraid..."

Mrs. Shang Qi said: "Yang'er go, mother will go to see them later."

Shang Wuyang bowed his forehead and cupped his fists, saying: "Yes, my son has stepped back first."

After saying that, he took two steps back, turned around and walked out.

Xiaoyuntian's house occupies a large area. Entering from the main entrance is the large courtyard. The pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard are beautifully built, and there is no house. Entering the middle gate is the second entrance courtyard, the conference hall, study room, bamboo forest, etc. Garden, Lanlin Garden, etc. are all in this courtyard, but each place is not connected, each has its own independent courtyard, followed by the residences of Gao Liang, Geng Yu, etc., and further back are the girls. The place where the servants, servants, etc. live, this garden is intricate, if it is not for Xiao Yuntian's people, if they enter this garden suddenly, they will not know the direction and can't find a way out.

Close to the wall of the house, there is another three-entry house, which is the residence of the guards, named "Yin Ming Xuan".There are more than ten rooms in each courtyard, which can accommodate more than 200 people.There is another guard residence in the mountain near the back mountain.

The lights in "Yin Ming Xuan" were brightly lit, and all the injured, whether they were servants or guards, all gathered here for treatment.

When Geng Yu saw those brothers who shared weal and woe with him, some were wounded to the bone, some were blind, and some even lost arms or legs, his heart ached as if his heart had been ripped out. He was not good at words and expressions, It's just that Bontou and the girls and women helped the brothers apply medicine and bandages, and ran back and forth inside and outside the house without touching the ground.

Just came out of a room, looked up and saw Shang Wuyang, clasped his fists on his forehead and said: "The young master is here."

Shang Wuyang looked serious, and asked, "How are you brothers?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Geng Yu's eyes, and he replied: "More than 30 people died, and more than 40 people were injured, among which the three were the most seriously injured... The doctor said, I don't know if they will survive."

Shang Wuyang said in a deep voice: "Think about my little Yuntian's guards, all of whom are not weak in martial arts, yet they have suffered so many casualties, which shows how tough the enemy is."

Geng Yu said: "Yes, the strength of the opponent should not be underestimated, the martial arts are very unique, and the subordinates cannot see the martial arts."

"If it is not a last resort, I will not use your people easily."

Shang Wuyang's heart aches when he thinks that the most elite guards he has cultivated with great difficulty are now suffering heavy casualties.

Shang Wuyang asked: "Where is the seriously injured brother?"

Geng Yu raised his hand and pointed to the room he just came out of: "It's all here."

Shang Wuyang lifted his hem and walked in.

Every room here has a length and width of three feet apart, and is extremely spacious. There are three beds, tables and chairs, weapon racks, tables and other living facilities in the room are extremely complete.At this time, there were injured guards lying on three beds in the house.A few girls are arranging the gauze for binding.

Shang Wuyang looked at one of the wounded, but saw a wound on his face from the center of the forehead, through the bridge of the nose, extending obliquely downwards, from the corner of the lips to the left lower jaw, and running through the entire cheek. He took medicine for sores, but the wound had already reached the bone, and the valgus skin was glaring red, shocking, the blood had coagulated, but luckily did not hurt the eye, the left eye was bruised, severely swollen, and unconscious, girl He took a clean veil and said with a bitter face:

"He hasn't woken up since he was carried back from the back mountain."

Shang Wuyang frowned, and asked: "Could it be that the head was seriously injured?"

Before the girl could speak, Geng Yu answered: "Young master, his injury is not on the head."

His voice trembled slightly.After saying that, he raised his hand and gently lifted the thin quilt covering his lower body. Shang Wuyang took a closer look, and immediately took a deep breath. There was only one right leg under the thin quilt, and his left leg was now empty. , only the base of the left leg was wrapped in layers of white cloth reflecting a lot of blood.

Geng Yu gritted his teeth secretly, suppressing the grief in his heart, and said:

"It was chopped off by a knife. When we rescued him, he was bleeding profusely. Fortunately, there was enough medicine for the wound, and the doctor dealt with it in time. Otherwise, the consequences would be really unimaginable. Afterwards, he remained in a coma like this. Now he has a high fever. We also , Nothing can be done. The broken leg has been recovered, but..."

His eyes were already red before he finished speaking, and the sadness and desolation filled the bloody air, which was suffocating.

Shang Wuyang's face was so gloomy that it almost turned frost, and the heavy feeling in his heart made him breathless.

He walked to another bed. The guard lying on this bed was covered with thick bandages all over his shoulders, and his face was flushed red with blood due to exertion. He weakly called out:

"Young master, subordinate, subordinate..." Before he finished speaking, the pain had distorted his face.

"Don't move!" Shang Wuyang hastily stepped forward, and gently pressed his hand on his chest to comfort him.

Geng Yu said: "He was hit by a knife in his right shoulder, his tendons were broken, and his bones were injured. In the future, this arm may... never be able to hold a knife again."

Shang Wuyang's heart ached more and more, he gritted his teeth tightly, and asked in a deep voice: "Is there no other way?"

Geng Yu sighed, bowed his head and choked with sobs: "The doctor said that he can't do anything. Although he knows some methods of healing bones, he doesn't know how to reconnect broken tendons and regenerate broken bones."

Hearing Geng Yu's words, the guard closed his eyes tightly, clenched his fist in his left hand, and his left arm trembled violently. He didn't know whether it was the pain in the wound or the pain in his heart. The corner of his closed eye fell quietly. Tears gradually soaked the pillow.

Shang Wuyang suddenly had a sore nose, and a wet feeling rushed to his eye sockets. He raised his head, closed his eyes tightly, clenched his teeth, and took a deep breath...

After calming down a bit, his gloomy eyes slowly looked at the wounded on the third bed, the scarlet blood on the thin blanket hurt his eyes...

On the battlefield of killing the enemy, he chopped countless enemies with the long sword in his hand, the blood splashing all over the sky, the stumped limbs and broken arms everywhere, and the mourning remnants of defeated soldiers did not make him frown, but at this moment, he, Seeing the scarlet on the thin blanket, he suddenly felt timid. He didn't dare to look any more, and suddenly turned his head away, looking at the light orange halo on the snow-white window paper from the morning sun outside the window. Shen Sheng said:

"I'll come when I go."

Suddenly turned around and strode out the door in a hurry.

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Shang Wuyang left "Yin Mingxuan" in a hurry and ran all the way.He couldn't just watch the broken bodies of those brothers, and couldn't accept that they fell one by one in front of him. He had to do everything possible to keep their lives. At this moment, he was not so much anxious as a knife Cut, he clearly knew what he was going to do, so he performed lightness kung fu all the way and went straight to the other courtyard.

Shang Wuyang flew straight up the stairs, his footsteps were as fast as a dragonfly touching water, and he stepped on the wooden corridor without making a sound.Before waiting for the maid guarding the door to salute, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Jing'er had just fallen asleep when she was awakened by the sudden sound of the door opening. She opened her sleepy eyes and suddenly found a tall figure standing upright beside the bed. On that pale and cold face, a pair of jet-black His eyes were looking at himself, and he sat up with a "huh" and asked:

"Didn't you win?"

"Win."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Please Jing'er, save my brothers." His eyes were serious and anxious.

"Your brother?"

"Yes, he was seriously injured, and the doctor said that there was nothing he could do, and if he was a little later, he would really be a god of Da Luo, and he would have no power to recover."

Shang Wuyang's anxious voice was trembling.

Jing'er didn't expect him to be so sympathetic to her brothers, and she is a man of temperament. Now it seems that the new doctor must be unable to heal him, so he can only seek help from himself.

Jing'er didn't hesitate anymore, turned over and got out of bed, put on a long-sleeved gown casually, took out the silver needle bag, and said:

"Lead the way ahead."

After saying that, he walked out the door.

When the two left the other courtyard, Jing'er stopped. Life is a race against time. It depends on who is faster. She wants to snatch someone from Hades. As a doctor, she has no choice but to take a deep breath and say :

"If you want to go faster, please give me a ride."

Shang Wuyang understood immediately, his eyes flashed with gratitude, he stretched out his arms, and carefully hugged her horizontally, with the wind blowing under his feet, he walked like flying.

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