Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1904 The Antidote
The black mud on Murong Heng's wound was in the form of particles, and it looked the same as the dust on the ground, and there was no sign of moving for the time being.

Ying Baoyue collected herself and raised the wine bag in her hand.

The strong wine was poured onto the wound on Murong Heng's back, hissing.

"Ho ho..."

Murong Heng's pale face twisted, he moaned in pain, and his body began to struggle.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon."

Ying Baoyue gritted her teeth and held down his hands and feet, but Murong Heng struggled harder and harder.

Ying Baoyue could only look at Uzhina, "Mr. Yan, please hold him down."

"Sa Ren, the little city lord, he already..."

Uzhina stood on the side without moving, looking at Ying Baoyue with a complicated expression, as if looking at a heartbroken person.

Ying Baoyue frowned, "Yanshi?"

Uzhina couldn't bear to turn her head away. Although she doesn't know medical skills, there has been a nursery rhyme among the Xirong people, which is called "a knife with a length of two feet cannot live".

It means that once the knife wound exceeds two feet, that person will not survive even if Changshengtian is merciful.

Murong Heng was mortally wounded, it was God's mercy that he was able to run back with his last breath.

Judging from Ying Baoyue's actions, Uzhina could vaguely understand that she knew medical skills.But even if the best witch doctor in the White Wolf King's Court is here now, he won't save him after seeing such a knife wound.

Fortunately, Uzhina could understand the other party's feelings. Her newly married husband died like this, and no other bride could accept it.

Uzhina knelt down beside Ying Baoyue and patted her on the shoulder, "Sa Ren, don't be too sad, the little city lord is just going back to Changshengtian..."

"He hasn't gone yet," Ying Baoyue looked at Murong Heng's injury and said calmly, "Mr. Yan, please do as I said."

Uzhina was taken aback for a moment, when Chunyuye's voice came from the tent far away.

"Did you forget what I just told you? Uzhina, do as she said!"

Uzhina was stunned and held her breath, but she still stretched out her hand to hold Murong Heng's hands and feet.

"Thank you," Ying Baoyue said softly, touched the ribbon on her head, and pulled out a silver needle from her hair.

"what is this?"

Uzhina looked at the shining silver needle, her eyes were a little dizzy, "Why do you wear this kind of thing on your head?"

Ying Baoyue was busy disinfecting the silver needles with spirits, and remained silent without answering.

In fact, if Uzhina had come a little later when she caught the rape, the girl would probably have seen the needle in Chunyuye's eyes.

Fortunately, this needle can now come in handy for its real use.

Ying Baoyue cleaned the wound on Murong Heng's back, took a deep breath, and raised the needle on the flesh.

After suturing Lou Xiaolou's wound in Nanchu, this was the second time she did such a thing.

But this time the situation is more dangerous than last time. The kumiss brewed by the people of Xirong is not strong enough. Ying Baoyue is very worried about the effect of disinfection, and Murong Heng's wound has been exposed to the air for too long, so he doesn't know that the kumiss has been sterilized. something.

But if he doesn't sew it up as soon as possible, Murong Heng's last breath will be released.Ying Baoyue didn't have time to check again, so he could only concentrate and sew up the wound on Murong Heng's back with all his strength.

"Sewing, sewing people?"

As a girl who grew up on the prairie, Uzhina had seen her mother's maid stitch wounds for horses and sheep, but this was the first time she had seen anyone who dared to sew.

I heard that the brave Xirong cavalry did this in the big wars before, but almost all the wounds that were stitched died. It is not as good as the soldering iron, and the wounds survived. Gradually, no one tried again, and the wounds that could not be branded directly Another stabbing knife gave the other party a happy death.

Even retail investors in the desert are not ignorant of such common sense.

So Ying Baoyue did this because she wanted to give her husband a whole body?
No, not right.

Wu Rina stared fixedly at the side face of the woman beside her, Ying Baoyue's eyes were red, and the tip of her nose was covered with beads of sweat, all her attention was on her fingers.

This focus is not as simple as sewing the corpse tightly.

Beads of sweat slid from the tip of Ying Baoyue's nose to his chin, and then dripped onto the grass.

Uzhina watched in amazement as she sewed up the wound on Murong Heng's body almost perfectly, and it was finished in the blink of an eye.

"Sa... Ren?"

At this time, a weak voice sounded beside the two of them. Ying Baoyue turned his head and found that it was Heli who woke up.

Because he was a practitioner, Heli's minor injuries had begun to heal, and the bleeding had automatically stopped.

Heli's eyesight was still a little dazed, but the moment he saw Ying Baoyue, his slack eyesight instantly condensed, and he opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Sa Ren, how could you..."

At this moment, out of the corner of Heli's eyes, he caught sight of Murong Heng lying beside him. His eyes were wide open, and he whimpered in pain.

"Don't worry, I just sewed up Ah Heng's wound. If he can make it through tonight, he may survive."

Ying Baoyue comforted him, "You just woke up, don't be so excited."

But Heli's eyes were still completely red, he gritted his teeth, and stretched his trembling hands into his arms, "This is... the thing that the rich man asked me to bring to His Royal Highness King Zhai..."

Ying Baoyue opened her eyes wide, watching Heli take out a paper bag from her pocket.

If she guessed correctly, this is what Chun Yuye asked the two to get.

Murong Heng probably felt that he was too injured to survive, so he entrusted the things to Heli.

The surge of true essence came from the black tent in the distance.

Chunyu Ye's voice sounded.

"Saren, bring me the things."

Ying Baoyue gritted her teeth as she looked at the paper bag in Heli's hand.

This thing was almost bought by Murong Heng with his life.

Counting the elementary ceremony, Murong Heng lost his life again for Chunyuye.

Ying Baoyue doesn't understand why Murong Heng still sacrifices his life for Chunyu Ye, but in the final analysis, this is Murong Heng's own choice.

Seeing Heli looking at her expectantly, Ying Baoyue gritted his teeth and took the paper bag in his hand, and walked towards the black tent.

"By the way," she turned around halfway, looked at Uzhina and said softly, "Mr. Yan, please don't let people move these two people. You can set up a simple tent to keep them out of the wind."

"I see," Uzhina watched Ying Baoyue walk towards the tent with a complicated expression.

She didn't follow, because she didn't forget Chun Yuye's warning "No one should come close, otherwise don't blame his ruthless men".

Ying Baoyue walked to the tent door, and the tent was very quiet.

U Rina closed her eyes, it seemed that Murong Heng's little wife was not included among Chunyu Ye's people.

Ying Baoyue walked into the tent with the paper bag, and she saw Chunyuye, who was covered in mud all over, sitting on the bed waiting for her.

"What about things?"

In the surging black mud, Chunyuye's green pupils were still bright, he said coldly, "Bring it."

Ying Baoyue squeezed the paper bag in her hand.

What she held in her hand was equivalent to Chunyu Ye's wealth and life.

If you don't give it, or destroy this pack of medicine, Chunyu Ye won't be able to get rid of the black mud, and will die like this.

Does she really want to give it to him?
(End of this chapter)