In the early morning of the village, both men and women have just woken up. The men are practicing martial arts in the school grounds, and the women are sewing in front of the door.
In this quiet early morning, a panicked woman ran past the door of each house and exclaimed: "Hurry! Some people come to help, something serious is going to happen!"
Zhang Tieniu happened to be passing by while holding a knife. Curious, he pulled the man over and asked, "What happened?"
"Master, something happened to the woman we captured a few days ago."
"It is indeed her!" Zhang Tieniu's heart tightened, "What happened?"
"Miss Yue's old injury has relapsed, and her life hangs by a thread."
"What?" Zhang Tieniu was shocked, "My life is hanging by a thread?"
"Yes, the boss is in an emergency. Mr. Zhuo asked me to call a few people to help."
After that, the woman said no more and called a few people to quickly go to the thatched cottage.
Zhang Tieniu was a little confused. He patted his forehead and frowned. Not knowing what was going on, he quickly followed him.
Outside the thatched house, several people were already in a mess.
Mr. Xia Shang and Mr. Zhuo cooperated with each other inside, giving acupuncture at one time and changing the water at another. They were very busy.
Zhang Tieniu arrived at the door and was shocked when he saw a large pool of blood in the thatched house.
"what happened?"
A person in front of the door said: "I heard from Mr. Zhuo that Miss Yue's old illness has relapsed, her meridians have been damaged, and she is about to die."
"Why can't you just say it's not okay?"
"We don't know either. Miss Tianyue's behavior was a bit strange a few days ago. We didn't expect that her illness would be so serious today."
Zhang Tieniu frowned, looked inside the room, and thought to himself that the injury was so serious that even if he could be saved, it would not pose a threat. After thinking about it, he silently left the thatched house.
On the bed in the thatched house, Yue Haitang's face was livid, her head was sweating profusely, her mouth was still bloodshot, and her lips were so dark and purple that it was shocking to see her.
Now, Xia Shang finally knows what she is doing these days. It turns out that she is practicing secretly!
Not to mention that the true energy in her body has been exhausted. At this moment, her body has not yet returned to its best condition, and what she is practicing is not ordinary Kung Fu. It is definitely a very special inner strength and mental method. When Xia Shang saw her this morning, his whole body was filled with heat.
He was steaming, with a layer of purple gas attached to his face, and his expression was extremely painful.
Not long after this, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out and he fainted.
Then the current situation emerged.
Mr. Zhuo was resting outside the house. When he heard the movement in the thatched house, he immediately ran in and concluded that it was a symptom of an obsession with practicing Qigong.
Normally, a warrior's obsession would not be so serious, but Yue Haitang's body did not recover, her skills were exhausted, and she practiced extraordinary skills. The combination of the three made the injuries inside her body more serious.
If Mr. Zhuo hadn't been here, Yue Haitang would have died dozens of times.
Today, Mr. Zhuo did it himself, with the help of medicine and Xia Shang. After working like this for half an hour, Mr. Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and said that her life was saved.
This isn't the end yet.
After another hour of emergency treatment, Mr. Zhuo said that she could have a good rest.
Mr. Zhuo's miraculous medical skills opened the eyes of the people in the village, and they said that he had magical means to bring patients back to life. But Mr. Zhuo was already exhausted, and after curing Yue Haitang, he fell into a deep sleep on the bed.
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Xia Shang was also a little tired, but he was more concerned about Yue Haitang's injury.
After all, human life is at stake, and even if the other party is a person with whom we have little connection, we cannot remain silent.
After sitting by the bed for a quarter of an hour, Yue Haitang woke up and opened her eyes drowsily. She could vaguely see a figure. Although she couldn't see clearly, it was very real. She also knew who was guarding the bed.
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"How are you? How do you feel?"
Yue Haitang did not answer, but smiled faintly, and then said a series of words that Xia Shang could not understand: "God chose me to be ordinary."
"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you dreaming?"
The woman on the bed was as sick as a withered yellow leaf, with no trace of life in sight, but her smile was like a young leaf sprouting from a dead branch, green and green, symbolizing new life.
Yue Haitang knew clearly in her heart that she had long silently told herself that if she could still open her eyes this time, she would accept the arrangement of fate. That night was not to make Xia Shang swear, but to force herself to forget the grudges and hatreds in the world and some
Unrealistic expectations.
The last bit of unwillingness deep in my heart also disappeared in this obsession. The moment I opened my eyes, I came to an end with Fairy Shuiyue. From now on, there will be no more Fairy Shuiyue in the world.
Xia Shang didn't know what had happened to Yue Haitang, but he felt resentment in his heart for Yue Haitang not cherishing his own life.
Because Xia Shang saved her, she has more or less a share of Xia Shang's contribution in her current life, but she doesn't care about this and just torments herself.
"This is the last time. If you torture yourself again, I won't save you."
"Isn't it just secretly practicing? What's there to hide? You're still pretending to be mysterious! Do you know that you almost died today?"
"Also, I know you should have been a martial arts master before. What kind of martial arts master have I not seen? Are you martial arts students so obsessed with martial arts? Isn't it just that you have no martial arts? Why do you need to force yourself to practice?"
"The most important thing in a person's life is not martial arts, nor how powerful you are, but the people around you. Is there anyone who cares about you and loves you? Do you have anyone to care about and love? Little girl, these are the people in life.
No one taught me the truth before, so just listen carefully today."
Sometimes Xia Shang is really a bit like a girl. She has resentments in her heart and talks like a garrulous person. Her mother-in-law and mother-in-law keep talking about her.
It was really not a good experience to hear it in Yue Haitang's ears.
Xia Shang still wanted to say something, but suddenly his hand on the bed was held.
A cold little hand gently placed on Xia Shang's hand, and the little finger hooked Xia Shang's little finger and moved gently. It felt like a willow leaf trembling in the palm of the hand.
"Stop...stop talking."
Xia Shang was upset. His earnest words seemed to be of no use at all. He said angrily: "If you don't want me to say it, just keep my words in your heart. If I hadn't saved you twice and wasted a lot of time, you
Who do you think cares about telling you this? I..."
"I...I know...I know."
Although these words are painful to hear, this is something Yue Haitang has never experienced in her life. She has always been the one to preach to others. How could a man ever dare to preach to herself like this?
This feeling is strange and warm at the same time.
A faint warmth flows into my heart, like taking a sip of spring tea from the list, which is bland but sweet.
"I...I want to...go out for a walk."
"You're like this, why don't you go out for a walk?"
"You...can you carry me on your back?"
"No! I'm not your servant."
"I...I heard the sound of the stream. It sounded very nice. I...I wanted to go see the stream."
"Hey! You really did it, I didn't promise you."
"You stay with me tonight, and from tomorrow onwards, I will teach you peerless martial arts." (To be continued)