Mu Yi, whose consciousness fell into chaos, trembled violently as soon as she heard these words.
Lan Yunyi lowered her eyes and looked at the person in her arms who was shaking like a sieve, and sighed softly: "I know, just do as I say. If you can't find the needle or thread, forget it for now.
, get some liquor."
"yes."
Green Yi ran out in a hurry after hearing this.
"Yun Yi...Yun Yi..."
After the dirt faded away, his originally fair face was revealed. Now that he could no longer hide anything, Lan Yunyi could easily recognize the person in his arms.
It wasn't Mu Yi at all, but Lan Yuanzhou whom I hadn't seen for a long time.
No wonder that when I was on the battlefield, my figure was hunched forward and backward, and I walked awkwardly. It turned out that I had two steamed buns stuffed into my chest and buttocks.
The ordinary palace maid's technique of pounding pills cannot be that good. Only Lan Yuanzhou, who used to have fun and entertainment every day, can do it.
Lan Yuanzhou knew that Lan Yunyi had recognized him, and what was left of his consciousness was not that he would die from excessive blood loss, but that Lan Yunyi would show that look of disgust after seeing him.
Every time he recalled the way Lan Yunyi looked at him, his heart felt like being pricked by a needle, throbbing in pain.
But he seemed to be a pervert. When he was tossing and turning every night and couldn't sleep, all he could think of was Lan Yunyi's eyes.
Although my heart hurts, I feel strangely satisfied.
He hurriedly closed his eyes, not daring to look at Lan Yunyi's face, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes at this moment.
"Don't leave me...don't leave me..."
Lan Yuanzhou spoke vaguely, his voice was as low as a mosquito's hum, but he used all his strength to grab Lan Yunyi's sleeve.
He didn't hold on tightly last time, but this time, he must hold on tightly. Even if he risks his own life, he doesn't want to leave Yunyi.
Lan Yunyi lowered her head, looking at him with a pale face still thinking about the appearance of her sleeves, and said nothing.
Lu Yi's hands and feet were nimble and her movements were quick, and she found what Lan Yunyi asked for in no time.
At the same time, Yu Ying, Taoist Xuanzhen and Doctor Bu came in out of breath. They were holding the imperial concubine's token and entered the palace at this moment.
Because Lan Yunyi had two masters, Yu Ying didn't know which one to bring, so she grabbed a collar with one hand and brought them both in.
Yu Ying's violent flight really killed the two old men. After the old miracle doctor took a breath, the ghost who was chasing behind him caught up.
However, Taoist Xuanzhen, who was usually a celestial being, still had rough white hairs flying around on his head, and his eyes that used to be calm now looked very dull.
Yu Ying looked at his masterpiece and patted his chest proudly.
The old miracle doctor saw that the bed where Lan Yunyi was sitting was covered in blood stains, and he staggered towards Lan Yunyi's direction, almost tripping over his left foot and falling to the ground with his right foot.
Yu Ying's fat body was supported by one arm.
"Master, you are finally here!"
Lan Yunyi slowly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the old miracle doctor coming.
It doesn't matter whether the old miracle doctor comes or not, but he will bring the needle and thread to sew the wound.
The method of suturing the wound after an injury was suggested by my uncle, and the old genius doctor came up with it, and made surgical forceps and needles suitable for suturing.
The name of the surgical forceps was also given by my uncle.
The master once taught her the technique of suturing, but there was no such needle and thread in the palace, so she could only ask Yu Ying to call the master. With the master on the side, it would be easier to watch and prevent others from making any mistakes.
Lan Yunyi tore off the sleeve in Lan Yuanzhou's hand, disinfected the scissors with strong alcohol, and cut off his hair near the wound.
Lan Yuanzhou's consciousness had fallen into chaos at this moment. He couldn't feel what Lan Yunyi had done to his head. He could only say words like "forgive me" and "I know I was wrong" over and over again.
Lan Yunyi cut off the hair on the back of Lan Yuanzhou's head, and then used a razor blade to scrape away the stubble around him, revealing his hideous wounds.
Old Man Bu looked at Lan Yunyi's messy hair, and his smooth white beard trembled involuntarily.
Lan Yunyi looked at his dazed look and drank the anesthetic hemp powder for him.
Lan Yuanzhou drank Ma Fei Powder and couldn't stop talking. He closed his eyes and muttered something, as if he wanted to say everything in his heart before he died.
"Yunyi, if Fifth Brother dies, please don't send Fifth Brother's body back to Lan Mansion, okay?"
"Fifth brother won't return to Lan Mansion... Fifth brother is so afraid of Lan Mansion..."
"Yunyi will bury Fifth Brother's body in the back hill of Qingyun Temple. Fifth Brother will be able to protect you even if he turns into a ghost..."
"Don't be sad, Yunyi. The fifth brother is just going down with the fourth brother to arrange Yunyi's new home. The fourth brother, the fifth brother and Yunyi will live happily together in the underworld from now on..."
"Little Yunyi has always wanted to be loved by her father and mother. After the fifth brother goes down, the fourth brother will be the mother and the fifth brother will be the father. Yunyi will never be an unwanted child again..."
The old miracle doctor listened again and gave Lan Yuanzhou a meaningful look: After drinking Ma Fei Powder, people lose their sense of clarity and cannot feel pain.
What I say at this moment is what I want to say deep in my heart and cannot be faked.
Lan Yuanzhou thought he was going to die. Before he died, every word he thought about was Lan Yunyi, but there was no trace of himself, which made him a little moved.
So he rolled his eyes and asked Lan Yunyi: "Since he said he wanted to go down and arrange a new home for you, let's just stop treating him and cure him. Your family in the underworld will be scattered...
"
Lan Yunyi raised her head and rolled her eyes at him: "Master, I haven't lived enough yet."
Although she had already sewn the patient's wounds herself, looking at Lan Yuanzhou lying on the bed, she finally threw the suturing equipment on Old Man Bu's body.
"You come and sew it up."
The old miracle doctor took the tool honestly and looked up at Lan Yunyi again, wondering what she meant by this action.
He was a little confused.
So while sewing, he raised his head to test Lan Yunyi.
"Do you think after we cure him, should we send him back to Lan Mansion, or send him to Qingyun Temple for cultivation?"
"All the houses in Lan Mansion were burnt. I heard that Lan Yuanzhou ran away from home after a big fight with Lan Qianjing. I don't know why he entered the palace today."
"If we send him back to Lan Mansion, I'm afraid Lan Qianjing will ignore him. When he was confused, he told us not to send him back to Lan Mansion. He must be extremely afraid of Lan Mansion."
Lan Yunyi, who originally had her hands folded across her chest, slowly raised her head after hearing these words.