Lang Xin Ru iron

Chapter 41 Depends on each other (3)

In the evening, the mist between the cliffs gradually dissipated, and the place was like a bird out of a cage. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, only to feel extraordinarily fresh.Shu Ran raised her head, but saw a full moon hanging high in the sky, wisps of refreshing light fell through the treetops, covering the whole valley with a layer of silver gauze.

At this time, they had stayed halfway up the mountain for a full day.Although she has been convincing herself in her heart to believe Song Ruoxun's words...but Shu Ran is still very disturbed.

Seeing that Shu Ran seemed a little distracted, Song Ruoxun stood up and walked to the side of the cliff, bent down to look at the bottom of the cliff under the bright moonlight, the wind blew the hem of his robe, and he said casually: "When we get back to the palace, Let's get married."

"What did you say?" Shu Ran immediately looked at him, but the other party only gave her a back view.

"After returning to the palace, I will ask the emperor to issue an order to make up our wedding banquet." Song Ruoxun sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with his hands in seals, motionless.

Shu Ran dragged her exhausted body and crawled beside him, with a distorted expression on her pale, purple face.She seemed to want to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.It's just that beads of sweat gradually ooze from the forehead, dripping down one by one, and the dyed plain skirt is bloody and muddy, making it worrying for those who see it.

For a moment, Song Ruoxun's gentle voice rang in her ears, "What's the use of bowing your head and being sad? Just say what you have to say, and I won't annoy you."

Shu Ran raised her head slowly, and stared at him with hesitation in her beautiful eyes. Although her clear face was somewhat dirty, it was still as delicate and pitiful as a delicate flower after the rain, "Really?"

A faint smile flashed across Song Ruoxun's bright black eyes in the night, and he nodded noncommittally, "Yes."

"I..." Shu Ran looked around in bewilderment, but couldn't bear to say the words.And when she looked around, she happened to find a large deep red area behind Song Ruoxun's right arm, and she couldn't help being surprised, "What's wrong with your arm?"

Song Ruoxun suppressed his smile, and quickly put his right arm behind his back, a slender finger like jade stopped Shu Ran's body who was about to step forward to check, "It's okay, it's just a small injury."

Shu Ran looked at him and crawled to the other side.

Song Ruoxun seemed to sigh, and slowly said: "I'm really fine. Don't move any more, the injury on your back is too serious, and I can't do anything. If you don't rest properly, what will you do if you leave a scar in the future? "

Shu Ran smiled slightly, her eyelashes were trembling, and a light flashed in her pupils.She licked her parched lips, her snow-white teeth and delicate tongue appeared and disappeared from time to time, which aroused people's imagination, "Anyway, others can't see it."

Song Ruoxun wanted to say something, but saw that Shu Ran had already circled behind him.She grabbed his back to prevent him from moving. This ambiguous scene made his ears feel warm, and he sighed softly in his heart, "I'm really fine." Shu Ran ignored him and rolled up his arm to check. The soft touch of her arm made her heart beat a little faster.However, the discovery that followed left her no time to think about anything else.

"It's all like this and you still say it's okay?" Shu Ran's hands trembled, and she felt pain just by looking at the injury in front of her.

Song Ruoxun's white clothes were frozen with blood, and the ugly and deep wounds opened their mouths, horrifying.

Song Ruoxun withdrew his arm, pursed his pale lips, and said with a dark expression, "It's just that I was cut by a branch when I fell off the cliff. I said it's okay. Someone will come to rescue us soon, these little ones Don't worry about getting hurt."

Shu Ran ignored him and looked around for something that could clean up his wound. If such a big wound is not cleaned up quickly, the tetanus will be over.

"What are you doing?" Song Ruoxun asked curiously.

Shu Ran rummaged around on the haystack, she remembered that it was a thatched house, and it should have living utensils, "I'm looking for something."

"Looking for what?"

"Water, fire, and needle and thread."

"What are you going to do?" Song Ruoxun frowned.

Shu Ran turned around and looked at him like a fool, "Of course it's to treat your injury."

Song Ruoxun was taken aback by her expression, and stammered slightly: "You, you know these things?"

Now it was Shu Ran's turn to be stunned, she hesitated for a long time, and said: "There are still many things you don't know, you just didn't know me too well before."

Song Ruoxun was taken aback by these words, and lowered his head to pull out a small and exquisite bag from the inner wall of the deerskin white boots, "Don't look for it, there must be no water in the middle of the mountain. I have fire pockets, needles and threads here."

Shu Ran felt that Song Ruoxun looked very much like Doraemon at the moment, so she crawled back to him and took the brocade bag, opened it, and sure enough.

"What are you going to do with these?" Huozhezi could understand, but needlework couldn't.

"There are many people in the world who want to kill me. I don't know martial arts, so I can only bring these for emergencies."

Shu Ran felt a little uncomfortable, lowered her head and grabbed his right arm, and carefully tore off the white clothes and the frozen part of the wound, "What can needles and threads be used for? What else do you have on your body?"

Song Ruoxun thought for a while, and took out a pack of golden sore medicine from his bosom with his other arm.

Shu Ran looked at Song Ruoxun with a subtle change in his eyes, which made Song Ruoxun a little uncomfortable. He looked at the bottom of the cliff and said lightly, "Hurry up when you want to do something, and people won't need you when they come later." It's gone." Hearing this, Shu Ran curled her lips, why is this person so ignorant of good and bad?Why are you so awkward?Like Liu Ruohu, it seems that it is not entirely unacceptable to refuse all comers.

...Why do you think of him again?Shu Ran frowned, and concentrated on Song Ruoxun's injury.The wound was deep, what Shu Ran had to do was to sew it up.She has experience in these things. She worked as a nurse in a hospital before time-traveling. Although she didn't practice stitches much, she still has a lot of theoretical knowledge.

"How to do this, I don't know." Shu Ran handed the fire folder to Song Ruoxun.

Song Ruoxun was startled, watching her eyes change a few times, took the fire bag and polished it.

"You hold it." Shu Ran ordered him naturally, took out a needle by himself, and roasted it on the flames for a long time, Fang said, "Okay, give it to me."

Song Ruoxun looked at her, and handed over the torch.After taking it over, Shu Ran looked around, bent over and made a small mountain bag with stones buried under the haystack, and inserted the fire pocket into it.

"what are you going to do?"

Shu Ran smiled, her beautiful face added a lot of brilliance to the endless darkness, but what she said made Song Ruoxun's back chill, "I will help you stitch up the wound."

Song Ruoxuntuo said: "You are crazy." After speaking, he wanted to withdraw his arm.

"You don't believe me?" Shu Ran didn't force her, but just looked at him seriously.

Song Ruoxun rarely saw her expression like this. He met her eyes for a long time, finally exhaled, closed his eyes and handed his arm over, "...Hurry up."

Shu Ran understands his feelings. There are not many people like Song Ruoxun who believe him, let alone such a desperate thing?Still, she was confident it could be done.But... how to clean up the blood?

After frowning for a while, Shu Ran suddenly raised her head and said, "Do you think I'm dirty?"

Song Ruoxun raised his sword eyebrows, and stared at her with black eyes for a moment, as if asking: What do you want to do again?
Without further ado, Shu Ran squeezed out saliva from between her red lips to clean his dirty wounds. She explained while doing it, "Human saliva can sterilize bacteria, don't underestimate it, it is good for the recovery of wounds." Very effective."

Song Ruoxun was completely stunned and couldn't hear what Shu Ran was saying.

Seeing that he lost his mind, Shu Ran hurriedly took the time to sew stitches.Even so, after the first needle went in, Song Ruoxun still hummed softly, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

Shu Ran's men didn't stop, the slower it was, the more torture he would have. She could only distract him by talking, "Why don't your men come here? If you don't come, you might be killed by me."

Song Ruoxun watched quietly as she sewed up his injured hand. The process was unusually slow, each stitch going in and out was extraordinarily torturous, but his injury was too long and too deep, leading to all vicious circles that could not be stopped.

Although Shu Ran is the person who stitches, she is more nervous than the person being stitched.Her forehead was no less sweaty than Song Ruoxun's, and when the last needle was withdrawn, she immediately raised her head to look at him.I saw Song Ruoxun staring coldly at the process of her passing the thread through his skin, without a trace of emotion.

Really bearable, Shu Ran's evaluation of Song Ruoxun has risen to another level.In other words, they are farther apart.

Bowing her head to take apart the golden sore medicine, Shu Ran turned her back and tore a piece of white and clean silk cloth from her underwear, spread the golden sore medicine evenly on the wound, and wrapped it up carefully with the silk cloth.

"Okay, you're done." Shu Ran exhaled with relief.

Song Ruoxun's forehead was covered with cold sweat, the side of his neck was covered with residual blood, and the wind and smoke covered his face again, but this couldn't hide his delicate features at all, which made him look different from the embarrassment. The air of grace and luxury.

"It seems that I really underestimated you before." Even the imperial doctor couldn't think of this way, "Your skills are really good, just like what you sewed was not my arm, but a quilt." Song Ruoxun's The voice was low and soft, but cold, without any emotion.

Shu Ran knew very well that this man was going to have a dark belly again.She smiled slightly, "I think I should finish what I just said."

(End of this chapter)