The first-level Zhaohua Thousand-level Hall

Chapter 23 The Atmosphere Freezes
Frowning, he looked at the little girl who suddenly rushed over and snatched his dagger, and reprimanded him condescendingly. He didn't speak, but there was a sense of majesty that made people subconsciously feel trembling.

"Girl, big brother's meat is all rotten, there's nothing I can do about it"

Before Lang Sheng could open his mouth, Lang Wei opened his mouth with choked up sobs, especially after hearing what Xu Qingluo said, his eyes were filled with horror.

"Awei, you and this girl go out first."

Lang Sheng looked away, and said to Lang Wei.

Langwei pursed his lips tightly and did not move, neither did Xu Qingluo.

"Awei!"

Lang Sheng's eyes instantly became severe, and Lang Wei was on the verge of crying, sobbing and trembling, but he just didn't want to move.

"He is your relative, I am the doctor who came to treat you, we will not leave!"

Facing the man's frowning brows and the strangeness in the man's eyes, Xu Qingluo felt inexplicably wronged and at a loss, her hand holding the dagger was wet with sweat.

Xu Liang was dumbfounded by Xu Qingluo's attitude: "Luo'er, don't be rude to General Lang, apologize to General Lang!"

"General, this is the little girl Luo'er, she has a stubborn temper and doesn't know the seriousness. General Lang, you must not care about it."

"The Shibo calls me A Cheng. There is no General Lang here."

Lang Sheng opened his mouth, no matter whether he was facing Xu Qingluo, whom he was not familiar with, or Lang Wei, whose stubborn eyes were full of tears, he couldn't say anything for a while, he turned his head back, and didn't look at the two of them again. One, he waved his hand to reject Xu Liang's honorific title.

"It's just that I have troubled Xu Shibo this time."

His voice was hoarse and dry, which completely overlapped with what Xu Qingluo heard in the previous life.

It was also at this moment that she truly understood that Lang Sheng was back.

She met him again.

His legs were still bleeding, and his face was pale, with cold sweat mixed with blood stains on his cheeks. His extremely handsome face was a bit scary to look at, but he still turned his head and looked at Xu Qingluo and Lang again. Wei tried his best to smile, the smile was not so pretty, and even a little ferocious: "It might be a little scary later."

Xu Qingluo's eyes fixedly fell on the man's constantly opening and closing lips, and out of time, he thought of the way the man tried to smile at her before. He couldn't hear what the other party said later, and the picture in front of him seemed to change into I saw the smile I saw for the first time in the previous life, until I heard a scream of "ah".

Naturally, it wasn't from Lang Sheng, but from Lang Wei who covered his lips and screamed.

Lang Sheng's legs really couldn't be delayed any longer. Seeing Xu Qingluo stubborn and unwilling to leave, Xu Liang didn't have much to say, so he could only smile apologetically at Lang Sheng, and then, He opened the medicine box and stopped Lang Sheng's bleeding first.

Langsheng was originally worried that Xu Qingluo would be frightened by the injury on his leg, so he asked Xu Qingluo to go out first several times, but now it seems that he has done nothing, so there is no need to say anything, he just turned to the side He injured his leg on the side, try not to let Xu Qingluo see his wound from the front.

Lang Sheng's injury was on the upper side of the calf close to the kneecap. It was said that he was shot by an arrow on the battlefield. If it was an ordinary arrow injury, as long as he took good medicine for the injury and took good care of it, he would be able to recover. However, the arrow had Poisonous, and a rare poison.

A three-foot-long torn hole was caused by pulling out the poisonous arrow, bloody and bloody, most of the blood in it was red, but there was also a little black, and between the rolled up flesh and blood, white bones were exposed, most of them were Lang Sheng cut off the rotten meat himself.

The pain of bone cutting is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Ordinary people would groan and groan even if they would not pass out from the pain when they received such an injury, but Lang Sheng, from the time they first came in until now, has been very silent.

It was useless for Xu Qingluo to dodge, her head was always facing Lang Cheng, while he just frowned all the time, and from time to time let out a suppressed very low, very low murmur from his lips, if it wasn't for his pale face, he would keep rolling down Beads of sweat, if it weren't for the exposed blue veins, the five fingers that were constantly opening and closing on the side of the bed, perhaps, no one would have seen what he was enduring.

In the entire room, there was an inexplicably stagnant atmosphere for a moment.

(End of this chapter)