Yun Sheng Depths

Chapter 15

Qin Yan gradually became an official military doctor, shuttled among wounded soldiers every day.

Meng Xingzhou still told him to go back to the other courtyard every day, and he was not allowed to spend the night in the barracks.

It's just that there are so many precautions, but something happened.

After the New Year's Eve, a victorious battle was fought.

There was a carnival all night in the barracks, and Meng Xingzhou was dragged away to drink.

Qin Yan was still decocting medicine outside the barracks. He was wearing a gray robe and squatting behind a small stove, with a few ashes on his fair face.A pair of round eyes flickered, not knowing where to look.

There was silence all around.

There are drunken soldiers talking loudly about their hometown and beauties.

At this moment, Qin Yan felt a hand covering his mouth, and he was suddenly dragged backward.

Qin Yan struggled and twisted, but didn't want that person to provoke him, so he directly twisted his arm.

With tears in his eyes, Qin Yan babbled for help, but the person who came was a bearded man.

Qin Yan met him a few times, and every time that person would tease him, Meng Xingzhou told him to stay away from this person.

The little official groaned, tearing off Qin Yan's clothes with a big black hand.

On weekdays, this person stared at him from time to time, and after being told by Meng Xingzhou, he walked over and said that he would not dare next time.This time, he was probably drunk and emboldened, and seeing Qin Yan brewing medicine alone in this remote corner, he became malicious.

Qin Yan couldn't struggle, and bit the man's tiger's mouth. The man was in pain, pinched his arm, tied his hands behind his back, pressed him down, and hurriedly took off his clothes.Showing his solid muscles, he grabbed Qin Yan's waist and stabbed in.

The ferocious instrument of torture brought out a smear of blood, which splashed out, Qin Yan's face was pale, his lips lost their color from the pain, his eyes were wide open, and his face was wet with tears.

A broken whimper escaped from his throat, but he couldn't even call for help.

Seeing him like this, the soldier turned over again, no longer looked at his face, only bowed left and right, and pushed his lower body desperately, Qin Yan's legs were pinned to the ground, his skin was already bleeding and he was in a bad shape.

After drinking for three rounds, Meng Xingzhou still didn't see Qin Yan, so he called Rongying and asked, "What about the little mute, why didn't you see him?"

Rongying poured him another bowl of wine, and said, "When I came over, I saw him decocting medicine, and told him to come when he was done."

Meng Xingzhou drank the wine in his bowl, stood up, and walked out of the tent, "You stay here, I'll go and see him, don't even know if he fell asleep and the medicine burned."

When they got outside the barracks, they really smelled a smell of paste, mixed with the sound of flesh and blood intertwining.

Meng Xingzhou's heart skipped a beat and he rushed over, only to see Qin Yan's eyes were filled with tears, his eyes were dull, his clothes were disheveled, his exposed skin was covered with scars and blood, and a big dark man was beating him violently.

Meng Xingzhou kicked the man away, took off his outer robe, and wrapped Qin Yan's scarred body with trembling hands.

"What, what's going on, Xiao Qin, what's the matter?"

Is there anything else I don't understand.

Meng Xingzhou kicked the strong man desperately again, the strong man vomited blood, when he saw Meng Xingzhou, he hurriedly kowtowed, screaming for mercy.

Meng Xingzhou's eyes turned red, "Xiao Qin came to our army to save lives and heal the wounded, but you treat him like this, what's the use of keeping you?"

As soon as the words fell, he kicked his descendants.

Turning around again, he untied the cloth strips from Qin Yan's hands, and tied the man's hands and feet tightly.

Qin Yan stretched out his hands and tightly grabbed Meng Xingzhou's clothes.

There was a look in his eyes, and he stopped babbling, only looking at Meng Xingzhou.

Meng Xingzhou pressed him into his arms and lifted him up, "Xiao Yan is obedient, it's all right, everything is all right, I'll take you back."

"I'll take you back." Meng Xingzhou walked towards his main tent, avoiding the crowd along the way.

Qin Yan obviously only had such a little flesh, but he felt that it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Qin Yan didn't speak a word along the way, but tightly grasped the corner of Meng Xingzhou's clothes, as if it was his last straw.

Meng Xingzhou wanted to put him on the bed, but Qin Yan struggled, the sheets were stained red with blood.

Meng Xingzhou couldn't bear to look any longer, and hugged him to fetch water and medicine.He held him in his arms again, coaxing him softly, "Xiao Yan, I'll ask for it for you, don't be afraid, it's all over, be good."

His movements were as gentle as a breeze, but in his heart, there was a turmoil in his heart.He took his twisted arm again, "I'll reset it for you, if it hurts, just bite my flesh."

Qin Yan rested his chin on his shoulder and looked at the candlelight in front of the bed. In the cold winter, his heart felt sore, but it was not pain or fear.

From then on, Meng Xingzhou asked Qin Yan to follow him every step of the way, and sent him back to the other courtyard every day.Later, the frontier became busy, so he simply set up a bed in his own room.

It was bitterly cold at the border, and Qin Yan didn't bring any clothes to keep out the cold.Meng Xingzhou gave him his robe.

Seeing that he couldn't fix it for a long time, his hands and feet had grown, so he asked someone to find a needle and thread, and asked Qin Yan to sew it on himself.

Qin Yan took the needle and gestured under the lamp for a long time, but couldn't get it through.

Seeing him like that, Meng Xingzhou grabbed the needle and passed it through neatly.In the barracks, they were not so particular. If the clothes were damaged, they would be mended by themselves. Although the general didn't have to do it himself, Meng Xingzhou followed him and learned.

Sewing the long half together, Qin Yan looked at the thick-handed general under the lamp holding an embroidery needle to embroider clothes, wanted to laugh, but blushed first.

Meng Xingzhou looked at Qin Yan whose face was flushed under the lamp.

He murmured in a low voice, "Squeamish."

Seeing the questioning look in his eyes, he changed his words again, "Say you are lucky, this is the first time I sew clothes for someone."

Qin Yan's face turned even redder, and the tips of his ears were almost bleeding.He curled up his lips and smiled,

It was Lu Jia who saw it later and laughed hard.

Qin Yan blushed, as if it was him who was laughing.

Meng Xingzhou felt that Qin Yan was very obedient, and he was clearly smiling at himself, but he just stared at his knees, as if a flower could bloom there.Qin Yan didn't dare to raise his head.Fingers were picking at the stitches on the wrist, but fearing that they would break apart, they just held on tightly.

It seems to be a treasure that cannot be exchanged for a thousand gold.

Later Qin Yan and Meng Xingzhou got closer.

After the New Year's Eve, Meng Xingzhou received a letter from Yecheng saying that the emperor was seriously ill, and the eldest prince was by his side day and night.

Meng Xingzhou sent an order to go down, set up camp and move eastward.

The closer he got to Yecheng, Meng Xingzhou's face became paler and paler.

Lu Jia asked several times, and he said that he was timid because of his closeness to his hometown.

It's just that he ate less and less and didn't like to talk. Lu Jia often asked three questions and answered one.

Even Lu Jia found out that something was wrong with him, let alone Qin Yan.

When the army reached the vicinity of Yecheng, Meng Xingzhou, who had been sitting on horseback, spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, his face like gold paper, unconscious.

Qin Yan rushed over to hug him, the anger in his arms was like a silk.

He checked the pulse carefully, but nothing could be seen in the pulse condition.

Qin Yan couldn't find a way to save him, so he had to go to Lu Jia.

"Xiaoqi, what's going on?"

"Mr. Lu, when he left the capital, the emperor planted Gu."

"He volunteered?"

"Yes."

Life... the emperor felt that Meng Xingzhou was the most important thing.

"Can't you save him?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu can ask the snake."

Lu Jia turned to look at Huai Qin.

Huai Qin stared at his hands, "I can save him."

"How to save?" Lu Jia stood up suddenly.

Huaiqin stared at him, "He has a Gu in his body, the mother Gu should be in Yecheng, so the closer he is to Yecheng, the deeper the reaction of the child Gu."

"When he reaches a certain range, it will trigger the sub-gu reaction, and the seven orifices will bleed to death."

"It's also very simple to save him. You need a person, exchange blood with him, and the Gu worm recognizes the blood. After the blood is exchanged, I will lead the Gu worm to that person. It's just the body of the Gu worm, and the person seven There is no doubt that he will die within a day."

Lu Jia fixedly looked at Huaiqin, "Exchange my blood."

Huai Qin frowned tightly, "Your body is already weak, and you will die if you can't even change your blood, how can you wait until you get the Gu-inducing worm?"

Qin Yan picked up a pen and wrote, flowing freely.

After finishing writing, I handed it to Lu Jia. It was still a beautiful hairpin lowercase script:

"I will change."

Huai Qin glanced at him and said, "Come in with me."

After Meng Xingzhou woke up, he no longer felt a headache, but his whole body was weak, but there was no injury at all.

After calling a few times, Qin Yan came out slowly from the door, but his expression looked weaker than himself.

He brought a glass of water, handed it to Meng Xingzhou to drink, put it back on the table, and then stood by the bed to endure the bursts of pain.

After Huaiqin applied the method, the skin wounds were not visible at all, but the inner wounds could not be cured.

Knowing that he wanted to cover up the scars, Huaiqin also said that he was an idiot, so why not get some sympathy with the scars all over his body.

But he didn't want Meng Xingzhou to be sad at all, that man was originally a god-like figure.

Riding alone in the desert, he saved himself from sand thieves, and protected him many times, so he should protect him once.

I don't know how many times this life should have been lost, and Meng Xingzhou picked it up again, so he should have known how to repay his kindness.

Gratitude.

Qin Yan looked at Meng Xingzhou who was weakly lying on the bed, and then thought of the frightening figure in the sandy sea of ​​the desert. The ending was doomed with just one glance, and he was only fortunate, without any regrets.

He felt a little sad. His general was unparalleled in the world, but he was burdened with many stories.

Even if you always smile, you will shed a lot of tears in the dead of night.

There are still seven days left, Huaiqin said that only seven days of his life can be saved.