Fortunate to know Qing peach noodles

Chapter 385 Is It You?
When Wei Qing was hugged by Yin Cong, his body also slid down slowly uncontrollably.

She tilted her head slightly, the back of her head was covered with black hair, and she was fluttered by the wind mixed with snow foam in the mountains.

In the slits of her squinted eyes, the pupils were a little light, and also a little loose, only covered with a thin layer of skylight.In that luster, engraved is the appearance of Yin Cong.

Yin Jing was calling her, he hugged her carelessly, and re-fed her the pills that she had no strength to swallow into her mouth.The mountain was dead silent, Jin Yiwei stopped, and stood there quietly like wind sculptures.

Only Yin Jing hugged the person in his arms tightly, and the two of them were in the blood-red snow.

He held her head against his heart, lowered his head and kissed her forehead forcefully, suppressing the pain in his voice like a trapped animal, "Wei Qing, you can't do the same thing again, do you hear me?"

Wei Qing seemed to hear it, she slowed down, opened her eyes, looked at him with a pale smile and said, "This injury is not fatal, I won't die..." She frowned, "It's just , just a little pain..."

Yin Jing picked her up and was about to go down the mountain, "We will go to the doctor and go to the city soon;
"We're not wasting time outside, we're going back to Beijing;

"Let's go home."

In the end he was silent, and then said in a low voice, "I was wrong."

He had always planned in his heart and had a sure chance of winning, but suddenly he felt that he had made a mistake... The mistake was that he wanted to get her back, but he might lose her forever.

Maybe he should let her go back to Beijing instead of dragging her outside.Maybe he shouldn't press hard and call back her love.

Wei Qing twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and said with a smile: "Where did you go wrong? If I don't want to do something, can you force me?"

She took a deep breath, grabbed the clothes on his arm, frowned and said, "It's much better after taking the medicine, it's really...just," she looked down at her chest, puzzled and sad He asked eagerly, "Did the hidden weapon behind me hurt my heart? Why does my heart hurt so much?"

When she asked this question, she was unconscious, and tears were streaming down the corners of her eyes.

She was crying, but smiled vigorously, vaguely looked at his appearance, and said with a tearful smile: "Can I touch your hand? There is only one thing I want to know most."

She held Yin Xuan's hand as she wished.

On that hand, there was a moist temperature, the fingers were slender and strong, and the joints were distinct.

"Is it you?" Wei Qing gasped, and asked in a very soft voice, "Is it you who shook the fan for me? Was it you who peeled the pears and shook the pear blossoms for me? ... And that one I like Are you the one who picks onions for him, and the one who doesn't eat them?"

Yin Jing replied, "It's me."

Wei Qing hooked the corners of his mouth weakly, and murmured: "That's good, I hope it's you. Actually... I guessed it a long time ago, but I'm not sure, I'm so scared, I'm so happy..."

The way down the mountain was in a hurry and panic. He ran all the way down the mountain, and there was a puff of snow and smoke under his feet.

Wei Qing half-closed his eyes, leaned against his arms, looked at the sky above his head, and slipped through the gaps in the pine forest.

She felt so cold, she was so cold that she lost consciousness, she wanted to get closer to his arms, to hold him tighter.

In the sky, snow fell again in fine pieces.Like the pear blossom under the moon in my memory.

She watched the pure white snowflakes fall silently on Yin Peng's clothes, making his black robe even more profound.

She raised her hand little by little, hesitated for a while, and finally stretched it out, brushing off the fine snow on his shoulders.

Wei Qing murmured: "Yin...Yin Cong, it's snowing."

What happened afterwards, Wei Qing remembered vaguely.

Yin Jing seemed to stop, and looked up at the sky with her, quietly admiring the snow;

It also seems to lead her to gallop and wander around.

But no matter what, she was always at peace in her heart, and she no longer had the feeling of bewilderment and bewilderment that she used to have.

Probably, this is the answer she wanted.

After arriving at the inn, Wei Qing woke up as soon as the room warmed up.She couldn't sleep, her injury hadn't been treated yet, she had to grit her teeth to stay awake.

Seeing her coming back like this, Yilan felt that she had touched the past, her face turned pale with fright, and before she could speak, tears rolled down her face.

Ah Ying has already hurried to the city to invite a doctor.

Wei Qing sat on the couch, leaning against Yin Peng, she began to break out in cold sweat, and said quietly: "Other doctors are not as good as myself, Yilan, go and bring me the bronze mirror."

She didn't have the strength to undress, so Yin Jing took the scissors, put his arms around her shoulders, and cut off the clothes behind her.

Yilan held the bronze mirror behind her with red eyes, and she looked back with cold sweat.

The black hidden weapon was still stuck in her flesh, but it was already loose, because her wound was almost a hole.The surrounding skin and flesh touched by the hidden weapon were all rotten, bloody and bloody, very horrible.

Wei Qing took a deep breath and said, "There is something quenched on the hidden weapon, but it's not poison, it's probably corpse oil or something."

Yilan choked up and said, "Then what should I do?"

Corpse oil was originally used to deal with the dead and destroy corpses.I didn't expect that group of bandits to be so vicious that they directly used it on living people.

Once this kind of thing touches the flesh of the wound, it will quickly rot.

The pain of corroded skin and muscles is unimaginable for ordinary people.But she was able to endure it without saying a word.

Yin Peng's voice was tense, and he asked in a low voice, "Tell me, what should I do? Can other doctors handle this well?"

Wei Qing took a deep breath, then slowed down, and said in a muffled voice, "It's the same for other doctors. Can you help me? I said, you do it."

"it is good."

If only there were anesthesia...it really hurts.

But Wei Qing smiled nonchalantly at him and said, "Don't worry, the pain is over, and you won't feel much after you gouge out the rotten flesh."

She wanted him to help her goug out the rotten flesh so that it could be bandaged and healed.

Wei Qing told Yilan the name of the medicine and asked her to prepare it.He also burned some antiseptic and debridement potions to clean her wounds.

During this period, Wei Qing pressed his forehead against Yin Cong's chest, breathing slowly and conserving his energy.

When everything is ready, send it all to the room.

After cleaning the wound first, Wei Qing picked out the most suitable thin blade from the medicine box, wrapped the handle of the knife with cloth, and handed it to Yin Peng after it was hot and red on the fire, and smiled palely. Said: "Come on, you're welcome."

She leaned into his arms, her head lightly resting on his shoulder, Yin Xuan held a red-hot thin blade in her hand, her knuckles were so hard that it seemed to break the blade.

Yin Peng said hoarsely, "I'll try to be as fast as possible."

"Ah."

When the red-hot blade touched Wei Qing's skin, she could faintly hear a sizzling sound, and at that moment, all nerves and senses were filled with extreme pain.

(End of this chapter)