Chapter 4 Confusing (Nine)

"Han Chongyun! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Chang Wanshu was so shocked that she lost her vigor. She turned over and jumped off the horse and jumped directly into the carriage.

The other soldiers surrounded by high-speed trains were also full of souls. They rushed forward to investigate Han Chongyun's injuries. Everyone was busy cheering for Yang Chonggui, but they didn't notice that Han Chongyun was injured. At this moment, they focused their attention and found that the floor of the carriage had been wet with plasma.

"It's over!" Guo Yunming's eyes turned dark and his heart was filled with sadness. Such a long wound, the blood was hard to stop. If Han Chongyun died of serious injuries, even if he, Guo, came out with a real prince, he, may have a career in his life.

"Don't die, don't die! I won't bully you anymore, can't I do it? I listen to you everything. If you let me be at home, I will embroider the flowers. My grandfather said that after a while, I will take me to Bianliang...! Woo, woo--" Chang Wanshu's crying came through the crowd, cutting people with a knife, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Wanshu----" The woman in black turned red in her eyes, covered her mouth with her hands, and twisted her head away.

As the wife of a military general, isn’t she worried about the safety of her husband every day? But today, she watched her good sister lose her husband before she got married, and she felt the heart-wrenching pain.

"Don't panic, don't be messed up. Let me see first, let me see if there is a way to stop the bleeding for him!" Yang Chonggui's movements were always half a beat faster than words. As soon as he spoke, the man had already jumped off his mount. He separated the messy soldiers and squeezed towards the door of the carriage, "I have the best Jinchuang medicine here. If he can stop the bleeding, he may not..., Your Highness, what are you doing?"

In the second half of the sentence, he almost instinctively roared. He immediately stunned everyone around him, and his attention was instantly focused on the "Second Prince" who was always regarded as the first target of protection by everyone. However, he was surprised to find that the second prince, who was slightly bloated, was now flexible, and used a horizontal knife that broke at Han Chongyun's thigh with a horizontal knife that he had broken at some point.

Immediately afterwards, he gently pulled his left hand and removed the short silk cloth that Han Chongyun had lined the leg guard armor to block the runaway arrow, exposing half of his furry thighs like the baby's mouth! (Note 1)

As soon as the cover near the wound was removed, the blood suddenly flowed faster, dripping and dripping, forming a stream on the floor in a blink of an eye. This made Chang Wanshu so shocked that she didn't even dare to cry. She pulled her right hand and pulled out half of the protective knife on her waist. "Stop, what are you doing? He was injured just now to save you!"

"Squat down and hug his head! Lower, if you don't want him to run out of blood now!" "Second Prince Shi Yanbao", who was so scared by her that she didn't dare to come out, now turned into another person. He held Han Chongyun's waist with one hand and quickly moved to Chang Wanshu's arms. "Lower, sit down, you sit on the floor and hold his head in your arms, yes, that's it! Give me a knife, take a short guy early, I don't have to break the horizontal knife now, and make do with it!"

As he spoke, he snatched the short knife. He cut it out on the short that had just been peeled off from Han Chongyun's legs. With a "swish", he cut the lower half of the short into a slender cloth strip. Then, he used the cloth strip to wrap around Han Chongyun's thigh twice, and used both hands to force it, and then tied the two ends of the cloth strip together and tied it into a knot.

It's strange that the wound on Han Chongyun's leg seemed to have a long bleeding speed, but it immediately slowed down. It made everyone feel that the sunlight on their heads lit up, and the sound of exhaling suddenly came one after another.

Many people in the army were carrying Jinchuang medicine. When they were near a slightly larger city, they would definitely find a doctor. As long as the wound on Han Chongyun's leg could stop the bleeding, the chances of getting his life back could be increased exponentially. Even if he unfortunately became a cripple in the end, he could still sit in the carriage to arrange troops, which would not affect his and Chang Wanshu's future scattering leaves and branches for the Han family.

"Who brings the wine, the stronger the better!" He raised his fat hand and wiped it on his forehead. "The Second Prince Shi Chonggui" asked in a deep voice, his voice calming like a veteran on the battlefield who was used to life and death.

"I have!" "I have!" "I have!" "I'll go and get it now!" People around the high car agreed to take out the lids of wine from their waists or under their saddles.

"Second Prince Shi Yanbao" was very picky and opened the handed skins one by one and tasted them. Then, he chose the most delicious wine and slowly poured them on Han Chongyun's wound. The blood scabs and plasma on the wound were quickly washed away, revealing the deep red lean meat and several white pieces of fascia inside.

Just under everyone's surprise gaze, "Shi Yanbao" used wine to clean Chang Wanshu's short knife, then held the hilt with one hand, slowly flipped the wound with the tip, and flipped it back and forth twice, until everyone's heart tugged up again, then put the short knife down and smiled at Chang Wanshu, "Fortunately, it did not hurt the large blood vessels, nor did it hurt the tendons. As long as he could withstand tonight and tomorrow, he would not die!"

"Ah----------" Chang Wanshu looked at the "Second Prince Shi Yanbao" in dismay, then looked at Han Chongyun, who was unconscious in his arms, and responded with tears in his eyes.

"Who will make a fire? I will burn this knife red, and then I will break a clean branch!" The duck's voice unique to the voice change period sounded again, and it sounded like the sound of nature in everyone's ears.

Whether they were Han Pu's subordinates or not, Han Chongyun's previous feat of saving his friends was seen by everyone. In the hearts of the soldiers, what they admire most is the person who can ignore his own lives for the sake of their robes. Only such people dare to truly hand over their backs to him on the battlefield. And the more righteous men in a team, the greater the chance of the entire team surviving on the battlefield, and even the reputation of winning every battle.

Immediately, someone quickly rode his horse nearby to collect dry firewood, and set up a fire next to the high car. Someone carefully wrapped the wooden handle of the short knife with a clean cloth to burn it with the inner flame. Some people took out the ginseng, deer antler and other items they used to save their lives at critical moments and sent it to the carriage with anticipation, hoping that this item could be selected by the "Second Prince" and increase the possibility of survival for Major General Han Chongyun.

The "Second Prince Shi Yanbao" in everyone's eyes cut a tender branch that everyone had just cut back with half a horizontal knife into a round stick, and gently stuffed it into Han Chongyun's mouth. Then, he explained to Chang Wanshu, who was puzzled, "After a moment, you look at him carefully, so that the stick must be stuck between his upper and lower teeth, so that he will bite his tongue by himself!"

After saying that, he quickly looked at the fire. "Have you burned red? If you burned red, take it over quickly!"

"Here, come, come!" Guo Yunming came forward in person, grabbed the short knife, and handed it into the high car with cloth holding the smoke-filled wooden handle. "Second Prince Shi Yanbao" was not polite to him, first took the short knife in his hand, and then shouted, "Help, hold down his thigh. Do not let go no matter what!"

"Yes!" Guo Yunming completely forgot to resist, and agreed loudly as he used to be a book boy for others. Then, he pressed Han Chongyun's thigh with both hands and gritted his teeth to report, "Press, press it! Just let it go!"

"Swish--!" Before he finished speaking, the short knife in the hand of "Second Prince Shi Yanbao" had already been pressed against Han Chongyun's wound. Suddenly, blue smoke came out and the smell of burnt smell was over.

"Ah--!" Han Chongyun, who was unconscious, screamed in pain, his waist instinctively thrust, and his thighs and calves were retracted together. As soon as Guo Yunming's arm was soft, he was about to be dragged into the high car by the other party. He said it quickly, and then Yang Chonggui pushed Guo Yunming with his shoulders and pressed his hands down at the same time, "Hold on, just this, it will be fine soon!"

"Ah——————————————” Han Chongyun couldn't struggle, and continued to let out a shrill cry from his mouth. His eyes rolled, and he was in a coma again in pain.

The short knife in the hand of "Second Prince Shi Yanbao" was lifted from the wound on his leg at this moment. Smoke was curling on both sides of the blade.

Looking at the originally bloody wound, it was burnt with red knife, and there was no more red blood flowing out.

"Jinchuang Medicine! Whose is the best? Tell me quickly!" Shi Yanbao didn't raise his head, threw down his short knife, and asked in a deep voice while using his fat fingers to look at Han Chongyun's eyelids.

"Min is the best, mine is the old brand of Lu Mingxuan!"

"Mine, mine cost four dollars to buy a small bag!!"

"Mine is the Iron Monk of Wutai Mountain..."

"mine....."

Everyone woke up as if they were dreaming, rushing to come forward to present medicine.

"It's better to use mine!" Yang Chonggui slowly let go of his hands pressed on Han Chongyun's thigh and said loudly, "Mine was made by "Mr. Baiyun". He happened to be a guest at the King of Han in recent times. His father begged him several times before he got a small box."

The name of Mr. Baiyun Chen Tuan is almost everyone in the northern part of China. This person has passed the imperial examination, refined fairy pills, and is proficient in martial arts. But the most famous thing at this moment is his good medical skills. It can be described as the six words "life and death, human flesh and bones". It is said that as long as the King of Hell did not send ghost messengers to attract souls, he could rejuvenate his life with no serious illness or severe injuries.

With the golden medicine given by this old Taoist priest, everyone else can put it away. Although "Second Prince Shi Yanbao" had never heard of Mr. Baiyun's name, he also inferred from everyone's subsequent expressions. So, he followed the good luck and took the wooden box that Yang Chonggui handed over to him, picked out some off-white ointment with the clean tip of the knife, and slowly applied it to the wound that Han Chongyun had just been forcibly scalded.

The ointment was warmed by the body, and the burn marks of charred black look immediately not as ugly as before. "Second Prince Shi Yanbao" nodded with satisfaction, took an old ginseng as thick as a radish, cut off several slices with a knife, stuffed them into Han Chongyun's mouth, and then fed them little by little with wine.

Although Han Chongyun's face looked pale due to excessive blood loss, as the medicinal and alcohol power dissipated, his breathing became significantly stronger. The two large blood vessels under his neck began to beat gently again.

Seeing this, everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They quickly helped to clean the carriage and spread the salute, carefully lifted Han Chongyun up, stuffed his pillow and lay down, then quickly rushed to the carriage and ran to the city closest to this place.

After the car door was closed again, Guo Yunming's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, slowly fell back to his stomach. He glanced at the little fat who was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and said with some gratitude: "Thanks to you today, Your Highness! You are so lucky that you are proficient in the art of Qihuang. Otherwise, Master Han would really be in big trouble!"

"Yes, when did Your Highness learn the art of Qihuang, and his methods are so good?" The female general in black who took the initiative to stay with her good sisters also turned her head and asked with some curiosity.

"It's broken!" Guo Yunming's heart twitched, and he regretted it so much that he wanted to give him two big mouths back and forth. He finally escaped the disaster, but he secretly enjoyed it in his heart. Why did he forget it when he became proud?!

Just as he was so anxious that he was squirting out of smoke, he saw Chang Wanshu quickly shifting his eyes away from Han Chongyun's face, looking at everyone, and whispering: "He liked this when he was a child, probably because he learned to himself. I remember that in Shanglinyuan, there were several deer who were tortured by him almost every month. I beat him up for this at that time, but I didn't expect that today was thanks to his troubles at that time!"

"It's not exactly like this!" Xiaofei frowned and thought for a moment, pointed to her head, and whispered, "I seem to have learned these from others, and I suddenly remembered them just now. But except for the second leader Ning Caichen, I can't remember who had taught me! Alas, no matter what, Brother Han is fine!"

"Yes, yes!" Guo Yunming was pardoned and nodded repeatedly from the side. "If you can't remember, don't think about it. It's no big deal. Anyway, you saved his life today, and everyone saw it with your own eyes!"

"That's right, it's really no big deal!" The female general in black thought for a while and nodded with a smile.

"Do you remember my sister, the one who was always bullied and cried when you were a child?" Chang Wanshu raised her hand and wiped her eyes a few times, and smiled and mentioned another thing that was far more important than the "Second Prince"'s proficiency in medical skills. "She hated her so much that she felt itchy when she mentioned it. When she sees her in the future, don't expect her to be as easy as me!"

"Well, I know. I'll just let her scold her for a few words and vent her anger. I really can't remember anything about what happened when I was a child!" Xiaofei smiled embarrassedly, as if she had really committed the "crimes" of Shi Yanbao back then, and whispered to apologize.

"It's good that you know!" Chang Wanshu looked at him meaningfully, turned her head to Han Chongyun in a coma, and stopped trembling.

The female general in black was not familiar with anyone else in the carriage except her. She also turned her face to the sickbed, lowered her head, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Only Guo Yunming, who secretly looked at the exhausted little fat for a while, then looked at Chang Wanshu, who suddenly became gentle with the corner of his eyes, and the female general in black who closed his eyes to rest, his heart was rumbling, "Can he really be the second prince himself? Otherwise, why did Miss Chang be so close to him? He didn't even see a trace of flaws? And he took the initiative to clarify the doubts for him?"

The morning sun shines through the woods on both sides of the official road and falls on the young man's faces, illuminating the young man's faces, making them dark and mysterious.
Chapter completed!