The wounds on the shoulders, collarbones, arms and legs were shallow, and the bleeding had been barely stopped by the Qi and blood, and there were no injuries on the back...
The place with the greatest blood loss is...
She immediately squatted down, untied the red belt around the man's waist, and opened his tight outer garment.
It was not until this moment that she realized that the other person's outer garment around his waist was almost soaked with blood. Not only was the surface wet, but the edges had already coagulated into blood clots in the cold wind.
Without any hesitation, she immediately pulled open the man's clothes and saw a wound on his waist that was still covered in blood. She took out the Blood Spirit Stone from the purse and scratched the back of her hand.
He made finger gestures, chanted a spell, and placed his right palm on the scar on the other person's delicate skin.
As a slightly fluorescent red mist appeared between his five fingers and seeped into the other person's skin, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the bleeding finally stop.
"Don't force yourself. I told you not to worry about you, but it's not like I can't treat you." Xi Heng complained.
"...I was wrong." Hong Miao admitted in a low voice.
Probably due to lack of blood, causing blurred consciousness...
Not only did the senior sister’s body become weak due to the injury, but her spirit also became a little soft.
"If you get hurt like this again, don't push yourself."
"Junior sister, that's great."
Xi Heng didn't know how to respond to this, so he turned his head and looked into the distance, also changing the subject:
"The fire and the sound of war drums over at Jinshi City are getting smaller and smaller. Perhaps they are about to be captured. We probably won't be able to find any doctors or pharmacies in Jinshi City now. It's quite dangerous... Shall I take you to a small mountain village far away?"
"Ah."
Senior sister is now obedient, as if there is no need to ask for her opinion.
The girl loosened her fingers that were touching her senior sister's waist and abdomen, re-tied the belt around her waist, and then took off her own tight outer coat and put it on her senior sister.
“That’s not necessary…” Senior Sister waved her hand.
"I still have a little blood in my body to keep out the cold, but Senior Sister has lost so much blood, it's better for her to keep warm."
Xiheng said:
"It will take at least an hour and a half to reach the small village from here using Qinggong. If you catch a cold on the way, it will be even more troublesome."
"...I'll do whatever you say, Junior Sister." After the bleeding stopped, Senior Sister Hong Miao slowly stood up with the help of a tree beside her. She looked dizzy and was completely unable to use her Qinggong skills.
"I'll carry Senior Sister on my back."
Xi Heng moved closer, reached out to hook the other person's arms and wrap them around his shoulders and neck, letting the other person hug him from behind.
Ever since the bleeding stopped, my sister's whole body has become soft.
She had never seen her senior sister look so confused and docile before, and while she was worried, a strange feeling arose in her heart.
The soft skin pressed against her back also brought her some warmth.
"Let's go." Xi Heng reminded him to walk slowly first, without using light skills.
A faint "hmm" came from Hong Miao's ear, so small that it sounded like the buzzing of a mosquito.
The warm breath reached her ears, stimulating her sensitive earlobes and causing her face to feel slightly numb.
"It's hard to hold my left hand still, please hold my legs tighter."
Xi Heng grabbed and grabbed again with his weak left hand, but he could only barely wrap his arms around his senior sister's legs without being able to exert any force. The waves of pain coming from the broken bones inside were really uncomfortable.
The senior sister hummed again and clamped her legs around Xi Heng's hips with a little more force.
Xi Heng inexplicably felt as if half of her body was wrapped in softness and warmth, as if her back was soaking in warm water in a bathtub... This feeling almost offset the discomfort caused by her left shoulder fracture, but it still hurt.
"Let's apply some pain-relieving herbs later..."
Xi Heng sighed lightly, wishing that his arm had not been broken.
However, the current assassination result should be considered good.
If there is a rating, it can reach A level, right?
The post-war girl silently pondered these unimportant things, slowly quickened her pace, and then used Qinggong to return to the small village at the foot of Yaowang Mountain with her senior sister.
In the night, the girl's figure kept shuttling between the woods and hills.
The flames of war in front of the distant Jinshi City gradually died down, and large areas of kerosene burning wildly on the ground were gradually extinguished by the cooling snow from the sky.
There are no more bow-wielding guards on the city walls now, and many generals have been stabbed to death by the warriors of Huangmei Mountain and the traitors in Jinshi City.
A firework shot into the sky, and the city gate was slowly opened.
Amid the choking green smoke outside the city gate, countless soldiers swarmed in. After the city gate was opened, even Tianliang's Grand Marshal could no longer control his subordinates who were becoming increasingly crazy in the battle.
Countless people rushed into the city. The officers, soldiers, yamen runners and constables did not dare to stop them. When they heard the sound of the city being broken, they immediately dispersed as if they had agreed on it beforehand.
All the ruffians and hooligans were thrown out, and they were robbed with flames and sticks. Those who failed to escape were robbed by the bandits and then oppressed by the Tianliang army.
The situation in the city became increasingly chaotic, with the sounds of people fleeing and crying continuing.
Tens of thousands of troops swarmed into the city, diving into it madly like ants seeing syrup. Chaos led to greater chaos, and in a moment, all order collapsed.
………………
Chapter 56: A Beautiful Girl in a Golden House
Late at night, it was snowing heavily.
The layers of dark clouds were high and high in the sky, and the moonlight did not finally bypass the clouds until midnight, bringing a brief dim light to the world.
It was no longer pitch dark as it was when the fighting was over. In the mountains and forests, while running with his extremely weak senior sister on his back using light skills, Xi Heng's field of vision finally expanded from five or ten meters to dozens of meters in radius.
In this way, the speed can be increased a little more.
The cold wind on a snowy night blew large flakes of snow onto their clothes and faces.
Senior Sister Hong Miao was wearing two layers of outer clothes, so she was fine.
Xi Heng was only wearing a thin piece of clothing as a lining, and the cold wind hit his skin directly. Even though he still had half of his energy and blood in his body to protect him from the cold, he couldn't help feeling a little cold.
Although he was cold in front of him, his back, where he was leaning against Senior Sister Hong Miao, was quite warm.
The back and the soft front are tightly pressed against each other, the temperature and smell are transmitted to each other, and the place where they are touching becomes even warmer.
However, the difference in temperature between the front and back made her really want to turn over, open her arms and hug her senior sister tightly to absorb the warmth from her front.
But Senior Sister is still a patient after all, so she can’t do this...
This little wish was hidden deep in Xi Heng's heart.
When senior sister recovers from her illness, I will hug her tightly.
Thinking about these unimportant things casually, the girl stepped on the thick snow on the ground and the hard soil and rocks between the hills, heading towards the downhill road in front of her. With a single step, she could cover five or ten meters.
Qinggong can directly cross mountains and ridges, without having to take a detour like riding a donkey cart and going around the winding mountain roads. Going in a straight line will be much faster.
In just over an hour, when Xi Heng only had 20% to 30% of his energy and blood left in his body, he had already seen a small village covered with a thick layer of snow in front of him.
She immediately returned to her village cottage, kicked open the door, and went into the house to avoid the wind and snow outside.
"We're here, senior sister." Xi Heng patted the other person's thigh with his right hand that was supporting it.
"Um……"
Hong Miao's voice was still hazy, as if she would fall asleep immediately if she wasn't stared at for a moment.
But the bleeding has stopped, so even if he falls asleep, he shouldn't die, right?
Xi Heng thought silently, moved closer to his bed, and ignoring the stale smell around him, he lifted up several layers of thick quilts, put the other person on the edge of the bed, and then slowly let her lie down and covered her with the quilt.
After lying on the bed, the senior sister was still reaching out, as if she was reluctant to let go of the warmth of Xiheng's body.
"Don't go..."
"I'm just going to light the stove. Please take a rest first, Senior Sister."
Xi Heng stuffed the other person's arm covered with blood clots into the quilt, then turned around to find a flint, picked up a handful of hay under the bed, and stuffed it into the stove.
Seeing that there was no wood next to the stove, he used his hidden strength to hit the table next to it, and the entire small wooden table suddenly broke apart and broke into countless large and small pieces of wood.
Xi Heng picked up some thin pieces of wood, placed them on the hay, and then held two flints in one hand, which produced bright sparks and lit the hay.
Tiny flames appeared and gradually spread and expanded, burning the small piece of rotten wood piled on top of the hay.
The room was warmed by the heat source and gradually became brighter.
Xi Heng squatted in front of the stove and stretched out his hand to warm the fire, then returned to sit beside the bed and reached out to touch his senior sister's forehead, but found that she was not feverish.
Then he reached his hand down into the quilt and touched the other person's injured body, and he easily noticed that his limbs were cold and his meridians were weak. It was obvious that he had lost too much blood.
She called out "Senior Sister" again, not knowing whether the other party could hear her clearly in her comatose state, so she only said:
"I'll go to the village pharmacy to get some knife wound powder and some blood-replenishing and body-tonifying herbs to boil... Senior sister, please stay here and rest peacefully. Don't move around and disturb your wound."
The other party seemed to nod, or shook his head, and it was unclear whether he heard it or not.
Xi Heng simply patted the other person on the shoulder, gave him one more reminder, then stood up and left the small room, immediately using his Qinggong skills to head to the village medicine hall.
This was just a small village, and the pharmacy was not too far away. She was familiar with the road, and in just two or three minutes she arrived at the closed door of the pharmacy.
Xi Heng used his lightness skills to leap several meters and flew to the attic, with his toes landing on the ground with a slight sound.
After climbing into the attic, there were no obstacles along the way. He found the stairs with ease, but did not go downstairs. Instead, he turned directly into a narrow door next to it that was locked with a copper lock.
Xi Heng pulled out the broken sword from his waist and slashed it lightly. The red line hit the lock, making a slight clicking sound and breaking.
She sheathed her sword, deftly removed the copper lock, and pushed open the door.
Because she worked as a counter clerk in this pharmacy for more than two years in her second life, she knew where the medicinal materials were stored in each part of the pharmacy.
The small drawers on the first floor only contained ordinary herbs of common quality used by ordinary people. The truly valuable items were all kept strictly in the warehouse on the second floor.
Xi Heng walked through the door and saw sixteen large cabinets arranged neatly like bookshelves, and went straight to the innermost iron cabinet. He broke the three copper locks on the cabinet and took out a century-old ginseng, the treasure of the store.
Then, he went to the side and pulled out the drawer of a wooden cabinet, including the bottom, and stuffed a series of high-quality blood-enriching herbs such as Codonopsis pilosula, Angelica sinensis, Paeonia lactiflora, etc. into it.
She didn't stop until she had enough herbs in her arms to make a big pot of dish.
After finding some medicinal powders and ointments to treat knife wounds and fractures, Xi Heng left the pharmacy, leaving the warehouse in a mess.
In a short while, they walked through a road where heavy snow was falling. Regardless of the cold wind, the girl pushed open the door with a bunch of medicine in her arms.
Glancing at them, he saw that his senior sister was no longer on the bed, but was squatting on the cold ground under the bed, sitting there like a fool, with her arms crossed between her legs, staring at the bright flame in the stove in front of her with hazy eyes.
The moonlight dimly shone in from the paper window, the hazy white light shone behind her, and in front of her there was the warm light of the bright fire in the stove.
The two colors of light fell on one person, making her look like a beautiful fairy in the legends of the mortal world.
Hong Miao's ears moved and her blurry vision fell on Xi Heng again.
She gently opened her mouth and stuck out her pink tongue, with tenderness flowing between her eyebrows and a hint of resentment.
After a few seconds, he spoke four words:
"do not leave me……"
"..." The girl who had just pushed the door open paused. Seeing her senior sister's posture, she was a little dazed.
She turned her attention back and said with a sigh, "Didn't we agree to stay in bed? I really didn't listen..."
"I don't want you to leave..."
Senior Sister Hong Miao rarely showed emotion, and pursed her lips as she said, "If you leave, I will, I will not be able to do it."
Senior Sister is probably like this now, probably because of excessive blood loss and mental disorder... But Xi Heng just thought so and responded to the other party's words casually:
"No, it's OK. And I won't leave. I just went to get medicine."
The senior sister tilted her head, as if she didn't hear clearly.
Xi Heng put the drawer of medicinal herbs in her hand on the ground, because the wooden table that was originally used to store various sundries had been smashed to pieces by her palm.
"Sister, please go back to bed..." She held her forehead and said:
"I'm going to make some jujube and ginseng soup to replenish your blood."
"Oh..." Hong Miao looked around but did not move.
In this state, she seemed to have lost track of what a 'bed' was.
