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Chapter 1031 My hand is useless...

Chapter 1031 My hand is useless...

Xueguan was hugged in her arms, she felt the pain in her palm and lost consciousness, and her blood flowed slowly.

Looking at her bleeding hand, Jun Chengyao almost went crazy, and couldn't help shouting.

"Don't you know how important your hands are to yourself? Why should you block a knife?

I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I am often injured. Even if I was stabbed, I would not die. "

Xueguan felt the pain and was icy cold, seeing his panicked expression, her pale lips slowly opened and closed.

"Aren't you injured? If it hits your chest, the gods won't be able to save you this time."

Jun Chengyao was stunned, and his footsteps paused, with imperceptible panic.

"You, how are you..."

Xueguan's pale lips opened and closed with difficulty, and her voice was intermittent.

"Fool, you and I have known each other for so many years, I can guess your thoughts just by looking at you.

What's more, I have bandaged your wounds so many times, and I know your body and expression better than you.

When you get hurt, you feel like you're pretending to be good, but I can see through every time, don't you? "

When Jun Chengyao heard this, his heart felt sour, and he hugged the petite person in his arms tightly.

"Xue'er, the only person in this world who understands me is you, so, never leave me."

Jun Chengyao was about to carry her to find a doctor when he happened to meet Fengci in the corridor.

The two are in the Fangchun Mountain of the Jiaofang Division, and they are closer than others on weekdays.

Feng Ci is unsmiling, reticent, and always has an expressionless face, as if she doesn't care about anything.

But seeing Xueguan's bleeding hand at this moment, his expression changed suddenly.

"What happened to your hand?"

Xueguan wanted to give her a comforting smile, but she couldn't lift the corners of her mouth, her eyes were moist.

Seeing this, Feng Ci became even more angry, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

"Didn't you say that the pipa is your life, if your hand is destroyed, how can you live?"

Xueguan is somewhat similar to Fengci in temperament, both of them are a little cold and not very talkative.

Usually together, one is in a daze, and the other is playing the pipa.

But because of this subtle difference and similarity, they get along very happily.

Xueguan knew that she had a rigorous temperament, and would never talk nonsense to outsiders, and would occasionally tell her secrets.

At that time, she had just come to the Jiaofang Division, shed tears all day long, and could hardly survive.

Later, I met Fengci, heard her story, and understood a truth.

When you think you are the most miserable person in the world, there is always someone who is more miserable than you.

Not knowing if it was comforting, she walked out of that period of darkness.

Fengci said, you can find something that can support you to live.

Xueguan thought about it, and besides taking revenge, the only thing she never tires of doing is playing the pipa.

Playing music, you can appeal, you can recall old people, and you can also send unspeakable feelings in your heart.

How many days and nights when she couldn't fall asleep, she was accompanied by the sound of pipa.

When she thought she was lonely, at least there was the sound of the pipa.

It was like an invisible friend.

But if her hand is ruined, she may lose the friend who has been with her for the longest time forever.

So, she really couldn't laugh.

How could Feng Ci fail to guess what she was thinking, and sighed.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't force yourself. It's ugly."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jun Chengyao, and his eyes immediately gave off a chill.

"What the hell did you do? Why didn't you protect her? Didn't you promise me that before?"

Feng Ci came from the General's Mansion, and had stayed in the Northland before, and he exuded the iron-blooded cold and arrogant aura of a border general.

Even if Jun Chengyao was in front of her, he would occasionally be intimidated by her coercion.

"It's my fault, I didn't protect Xue'er well."

Xueguan's complexion became paler, and the originally red and swollen face was abnormally pale.

Feng Ci said no more, she knew that now was not the time to question him.

"You take Xue'er in first, there are a few imperial physicians having a banquet in that hall, I'll find one to show Xue'er."

Jun Chengyao froze, then nodded, and quickly ran towards the house.

Feng Ci's figure moved, her footsteps flew like flying, and she disappeared into the corridor a few times.

An Jiaxuan was invited by his colleagues today, saying that he was coming to the Jiaofang Division for a banquet.

He didn't want to come to this kind of place at first, but when he thought of a certain disobedient little wild cat that was always running here recently, he felt very uneasy, so he simply agreed to come and have a look in person.

If you have a chance, you can ask someone to find out why the little wild cat ran here.

The banquet was in full swing, An Jiaxuan looked at his colleague who was drunk, sitting there alone.

In the entire banquet hall, he looked a little out of place.

When Feng Ci came in, he looked around for a while, and finally the realization fell on him.

She walked up quickly and whispered a few words in her ear.

There was a flash of light in An Jiaxuan's eyes, he got up very quickly, walked out with her, and was laughed at by his colleagues a few times.

In fact, she was not familiar with An Jiaxuan, but she knew that the people in this hall today were all young children from the Imperial Hospital.

I heard the servant girl discuss before that Mr. An from the servant's mansion is here. He is the best-looking man in the imperial hospital, gentle and elegant.

At first, Feng Ci didn't know which one was Mr. An, but everyone else was drunk, and he was the only one sitting upright, so he picked him at a glance.

After such a question, it was indeed An Jiaxuan.

Xueguan has a good relationship with Yunshang, and even Fengci regards Yunshang as a little sister.

When Yunshang was injured, she didn't stop to visit, and naturally met Li Gen who was taking care of her body.

Then they met Dugu Xuejiao, who was also a general-born woman, and they had a particularly good impression of each other.

Fengci once met Dugu Xuejiao at Yunshang's place, and although she only said a few words, she had a good impression of her.

In addition, one day, Li Gen overheard Li Gen saying that he had just returned from Zheng Guogong's mansion and was busy treating Aunt An's leg disease.

Aunt An is the aunt of Imperial Physician An.

With such a rush, Imperial Physician An and Dugu Xuejiao must still have some friendship.

She took the risk and came to An Jiaxuan, who knew that as soon as Dugu Xuejiao's name was announced, he agreed.

Feng Ci didn't expect Dugu Xuejiao's name to be so useful.

But now that things are in a hurry, she has no choice but to explain when she sees her afterwards.

An Jiaxuan followed Fengci and came to Xueguan's residence quickly.

When he saw Jun Chengyao, he was taken aback for a moment, but he just nodded and walked towards the bed.

Before he came, Jun Chengyao prepared cloth towels and wound medicine for bandaging and hemostasis.

Because he ran here every time he was injured, over time, Xueguan prepared a lot of these things in the house.

An Jiaxuan was skillful, and it didn't take long to wrap Xueguan's hand.

"Don't move your hands casually recently, take good care of them."

Xueguan looked at him with a pale face, he hesitated to speak, and finally asked the most worried question in his heart.

"After I, my hand recovers, can I still play the pipa?"

An Jiaxuan stood up and looked down at her with an emotionless voice.

"What do you think? Since you care so much about your hands, you should take good care of them.

Now that I am disabled and ruined, I am sad and regretful, why did I go so early? "

As soon as he said this, Jun Chengyao grabbed his collar and almost cut his neck in a rage.

An Jiaxuan didn't show the slightest fear on his face, and his voice was still cold.

"Your Majesty, I advise you to let go."

When speaking, two silver needles were pinched with the fingertips.

"Because my needle must be faster than your fist."

Jun Chengyao's eyes were full of anger, but after all he had just helped Xueguan, he still let go.

Fengci looked at Xueguan who had a depressed and painful face, and then at Jun Chengyao who blamed himself and felt guilty, and sighed.

"Doctor An, is Xue'er's hand really hopeless?"

An Jiaxuan took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and his voice became a little harsher.

"Her hand was completely pierced by a dagger, and the bones of her hand were injured. If she takes good care of her, she may be able to eat with chopsticks. As for playing the pipa, don't even think about it."

When the voice fell, he didn't say any more, turned around and walked out.

Feng Ci's eyes were full of unbearable, looked at the two people in pain, gave a few words of advice, and followed them out.

Jun Chengyao still didn't believe what he heard. He sat down by the bed and grabbed Xueguan's wrist.

"Xue'er, I will help you find the best doctor in the world, and I will definitely cure your hand, don't worry!"

Xueguan shook her head, pushed his hands away, covered her face, and made a hoarse voice, like a wounded little animal.

"My hand is useless..."

She looked at her hands wrapped in white cloth into rice dumplings, crying for a while, laughing for a while, looking a little crazy.

"My hands are useless, and I will never be able to play the qin again, and I will never be able to touch the pipa again.

I have been learning the pipa since I was adopted by my godfather at the age of five. Over the years, the pipa has never been separated from me.

After going through heavy wind and rain, I have survived, now, even it will leave me?
What am I doing wrong?Why is God so unfair to me?What am I..."

Looking at her tears, Jun Chengyao felt heartbroken, and held her tightly in his arms.

"Xue'er, don't cry, you believe in me, even if I travel all over the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, all over the country, I will find the best doctor in the world to heal your hand."

Xueguan's eyes were empty, and the bone-piercing pain overflowed from between the teeth, so sharp that it could pierce the heart.

"Sometimes, I wish I never met you."

If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't be who I am now.

If I hadn't met you, there would be only pipa in my withered life, nothing else.

Before, Feng Ci asked her why she hurt her hand even though she knew she would never be able to play the pipa again.

She did not answer.

Not because there was no answer, but because she couldn't tell.

When a person is faced with a choice, he will subconsciously choose something that is more important to him.

She would rush forward without hesitation, risking destroying her right hand to block the knife.

Just because in her heart, at some point, Jun Chengyao weighed more than Pipa.

Because she met someone more important, she would give up the lesser things without hesitation.

Her body is more honest than her brain.

It was because she thought she was aware of this that Xueguan suffered even more.

Why is it him?
If he hadn't been saved back then, would everything have been different?
She doesn't have to suffer, she doesn't ruin her right hand, and she doesn't lose her only friend forever.

When Jun Chengyao heard her words, his heart sank into the abyss instantly, with imperceptible panic.

"Xue'er, it's my fault. Come to me and scold me, but you can't let me go."

Xueguan let go of him, struggled out of his arms, and lay curled up on the bed.

The bedding underneath was soft and warm, but it couldn't stop the cold from attacking.

"Hurry up and give yourself some medicine."

He was injured so badly, and he was brave enough to teach that general a lesson. If he hadn't been able to bear it all the time, he would have fainted from the pain.

Jun Chengyao found a trace of joy in his panic, Xueer was still concerned about his injury, Xueer was still worried about him!
He dug out a few small porcelain bottles from the cabinet, tore off his shirt casually, and randomly sprinkled it on the wound.

His eyes were fixed on the person on the bed.

She was lying there with long legs bent like a white deer, and her deep black pupils were colorless and dull, as if she was full of despair for everything.

This kind of look makes people look at it, and it hurts terribly.

Jun Chengyao wrapped his underwear indiscriminately, took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, hugged her from behind, and wrapped her injured hand carefully.

"Xue'er, I will definitely find someone to heal your hand, definitely."

Outside the window, the moon is shining brightly, and the sky is full of cold stars.

(End of this chapter)