Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

Ling Yun was dazed for a moment, then nodded immediately.

Xiao Ziyi shook his hands and took a deep breath.

"Lay him down first and loosen his collar. Find some clean clothes and towels to keep him warm."

Then he checked his body and found no other external injuries, and then he felt relieved.

Take a deep breath again, find the position, press with both hands, and count.

"1, 2, 3,,,"

When the count came, he said to Ling Yun, "Blow."

Ling Yun did as he said just now and started blowing air into the mouth.

"1, 2, 3, blow"

This happened several times, but Jiang Yun still didn't react. The others were already a little suspicious, but they just clenched their palms silently and said nothing.

The person who was alive just now was now lying there with a pale face and no life. Especially those who were familiar with and cherished Jiang Yun, they simply could not accept that Jiang Yun had an accident again.

Xiao Ziyi became more and more panicked, he was afraid that Jiang Yun could not be saved.

His arm strength was a little weak, and he looked up and saw Qin Zijun. Qin Zijun naturally noticed that his strength was weakening, and immediately knelt on the ground, "Mr. Xiao, I'll do it."

Xiao Ziyi explained the key points of the movements, and Qin Zijun took over and began to press hard, while Ling Yun continued to breathe deeply.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, with only the sound of Xiao Ziyi counting beats. Some people had already given up hope and turned their heads away.

"Cough, cough, cough"

Jiang Yun finally responded, coughed up a lot of water, and slowly woke up.

With a hoarse voice, she whispered, "Brother~"

"I'm here, I'm here."

Ling Yun hugged the person he had lost and found again, tears welling up in his eyes. "Don't be afraid, baby. I'm here."

"Brother," the voice turned low and hoarse.

Xiao Ziyi leaned back as if he had lost all his strength, and sat down on the ground, "Fuck, Jiang Yun, you scared me to death."

When the others saw that Jiang Yun was actually alive, they were surprised, but also glad that she was alive.

Jiang Yun hugged Ling Yun back tightly, tears falling from her eyes.

Jing Zhou glanced at the two people hugging each other, then looked away and looked forward, "Return."

Everyone got busy cleaning up the scene.

Ling Yun picked up Jiang Yun and walked straight into the cabin. Qin Zijun hurriedly followed, prepared water and clean towels, moved the stove over, and stood outside the door without caring that he was soaked.

The wet clothes stuck to her body and were difficult to take off. Jiang Yun's hands and feet were too weak. She leaned on a low stool with a pale face. Her lips were already blue and purple from the cold. She let Ling Yun move, "Brother, I'm cold."

"I'll hold you, and you won't be cold." His throat tightened, and he hugged the person in his arms, his hands moving quickly.

When I saw the soft armor worn close to the body, I felt a sense of fear in my heart. If it wasn’t for the soft armor prepared by Mrs. Xue, the consequences would be disastrous.

The knife pierced the soft armor, leaving only a mark but not hurting the skin.

Soon the wet clothes, shoes and socks were taken off and thrown aside.

There were no extra clothes in the cabin, so Ling Yun took off his wet outer robe, then took off his inner garment and put them on him.

Suddenly, she saw blood stains on her shirt and she struggled to get up anxiously, "Brother, you are injured."

Tears fell drop by drop, eyes full of heartache, "Xiao Qin, come quickly."

Qin Zijun immediately pushed open the cabin door and saw Jiang Yun sitting on the ground with tears in her eyes, looking so pitiful.

"Xiao Qin, hurry up, my brother is injured."

"Don't be afraid, baby. It's just a superficial wound." The dry big hands gently stroked his pale little face and wiped away his tears with the thumbs.

"Master, I am sorry for my impoliteness." He knelt on one knee, saw Ling Yun nod, took out the medicine and began to bandage the wound.

Jingchen had already arrived outside the cabin door at this time. Seeing this scene, he didn't care about anything else and walked straight in.

He gave the medicine bottle he brought with him to Ling Yun, "This is the secret medicine made by Doctor Ye. It's more effective."

Ling Yun took a look and found that it was indeed a good medicine. He did not refuse and took out a pill and swallowed it. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the medicine."

It really is a good medicine. My dantian suddenly felt warm and I felt stronger.

He gently held Jiang Yun on his lap and said, "You, be careful of your wound."

"It's okay, don't worry."

Carefully avoiding his wound, he gently rested his head on his thick shoulder, and his body shook unconsciously. Ling Yun immediately hugged him tightly and used his true energy to warm him up. "Are you feeling better?"

Jiang Yun nodded weakly. He felt cold all over and his head was dizzy.

"Come on, try the freshly cooked fish soup." Xiao Ziyi's voice sounded from behind him, with Qi Chen following behind him.

"The fish soup is stewing on the stove. There's only one bowl left. Xiaoyun, try it."

Ling Yun took it and tasted it first. When he found the temperature was just right, he fed it to him and said, "Drink some to warm your body."

"Hmm." The fish soup was delicious, and some ginger slices were added to remove the fishy smell. I felt much better after drinking it.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Xiao Ziyi looked at him eagerly, and was relieved to see that he was fine.

"It's delicious, Xiao Ziyi, thank you for saving me." Jiang Yun's eyes were sincere and his tone was honest.

Xiao Ziyi sat down next to him with a smile, and reached out to touch his forehead. "Yes, it's a little hot, and you've started talking nonsense. We're just friends, what's there to thank me for?"

"And the main credit is not mine. You should have kissed your husband and done the artificial respiration."

Jiang Yun smiled weakly, rubbing her cheek against Ling Yun's broad chest.

Seeing that he was wearing little and was still shaking, Xiao Ziyi became a little worried.

I turned my head to look at Jingchen standing aside. This guy is just short of blatantly stealing someone else's wife. PASS.

It would be better not to look at Qin Zijun again. This guy was quite aloof before. Jiang Yun didn't know what kind of magic power he had, but he bewitched this wooden man.

He was becoming increasingly unable to hide his feelings, and they were almost written all over his face. Fortunately, no one noticed him.

Neither of these two's clothes are suitable for Jiang Yun to wear.

Just as he was about to take off his outer robe, Qi Chen was one step faster and handed over the clothes with both hands, "Mr. Ling, put it on Jiang Yun quickly."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows at Xiao Ziyi and said, "Look, I'm smart."

Xiao Ziyi grinned and stood up. "Okay, let's all go out and let them rest. Xiaoyun, I'll call you when we're almost at the shore."

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As soon as the boat stopped, Ling Yun carried Jiang Yun, who was wrapped like a dumpling, out of the cabin, said goodbye to a few people, got on the carriage, and sped away.

When I arrived at my residence, I first prepared a bathtub and hot water, added some herbs to dispel the cold, and took a medicinal bath.

The hot water was above the shoulders, making the person feel warm all over.

I found another small bucket and washed my hair three times before I felt that the bloody smell was gone.

Ling Yun's wound was also re-treated and bandaged, and he stayed by Jiang Yun's side, carefully drying her long hair bit by bit.

When the patient was almost done soaking, they carried the patient out, wrapped him tightly, put him on the bed, and fed him a large bowl of medicine. Only then did they feel a little relieved.

As night fell, Jiang Yun developed a fever and began to talk nonsense. It was obvious that she was frightened by what happened during the day.

He called a doctor that night, and after taking his pulse, the doctor said that he was frightened and had a cold in his body, and needed to rest for a few days, and prescribed a prescription. Ling Yun held the medicine in his mouth and fed it to him bit by bit, but he did not dare to relax at all.

I stayed by his bed, constantly changing his cold towels, wiping his body, and comforting him until dawn, when his fever finally subsided.