Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

The stone was still embedded in her flesh, making He Ru extremely uncomfortable. She needed to go out and see a doctor.

Moreover, if he couldn't get out of the forest before dark and he was injured, it would easily attract wild beasts. Then he wouldn't have to choose how to die because there was no choice.

While walking, he was looking for herbs to stop bleeding. Without taking a closer look, he grabbed a handful of Bidens pilosa and chewed it into a pulp. Then he spit it out and applied it to the wound. After a simple bandage, the bleeding really stopped. He felt relieved and focused on his journey.

He Huan felt like he had been driving the carriage for a long time. Only when he reached a flat road did he dare to push open the door. Then he walked in while looking at the horse. He poured out a pill and fed it to Lan Lian. He saw that the horse was walking quite steadily.

He touched Lan Lan's head and saw that he was still feverish. He went out and drove the carriage faster.

But carriages seemed to be prohibited. He Huan could clearly hear the creaking of wheels. This road went around the mountain, with the mountain on the inside and no guardrails on the outside.

He slowly stopped the carriage, separated the carriage from the horse, packed some food and silver in the carriage, hung the bundle on the horse's back, and then helped Lan Lian out.

Lan Lian was already somewhat conscious and cooperated very well with He Huan. It took a lot of effort for him to climb onto the horse. He Huan had to keep him in place while mounting the horse, and Lan Lian almost fell off several times.

Fortunately, it was successful. Lan Lian was too tall and if he sat in the front, he would block He Huan's view, so He Huan found a piece of cloth and tied him behind him.

His head was lying on He Huan's shoulder, limp and slipping from time to time, which affected He Huan because she had to prevent him from slipping too badly.

He Huan didn't dare to spend the night in the mountains, otherwise he wouldn't have run so recklessly, but looking at the weather, it seemed that he wouldn't be able to make it in time.

Finally, He Huan found a perfect and secluded place that could even hide the horse.

She put Lan Lian down, lay down beside him, and gave him two sips of water. When her hand touched his face, she found that Lan Lian didn't seem to be hot anymore.

I put my hand to my forehead and it wasn't hot anymore, but I wasn't awake yet, even though I had just woken up briefly. Could I have some internal injuries?

This thought made He Huan anxious. She was struggling over whether to set off now or tomorrow.

If she continued on her way, what would happen if the group of people behind her chased her? She would have no chance of winning alone.

Finally, she decided to wait and see if the group of people would show up. She stared at the official road with wide eyes, staring and staring!

Her eyes were sore, and she didn't see anyone, so she searched in her bag again. Finally, she found a large bag of realgar and a bottle of realgar wine. She scattered the realgar around and applied the realgar wine on herself and Lan Lian.

She looked around a bit more; there was some dry food and a bottle of water. If she drank sparingly, it should be fine. She couldn't go anywhere until Lan Lian could move, or at least until he woke up. She couldn't make a fire, as it would make it easy for her to be discovered.

I ate a piece of dry food and choked. I wanted to drink some water to smooth it out, but after I opened the lid, I remembered that this bottle was just used by Lan Lian. I closed it, put it down, picked up the realgar wine and took a small sip. It was just enough!

Although it seems boring, He Huan knows how to find things to do. She found a good position where she can clearly see the official road but no one outside can see her.

After watching for a long time, there was still no movement, so he turned his attention to Lan Lian. Every few minutes, he checked his forehead and saw that he was still sleeping peacefully. He was afraid that he might be dying, so he put his hand under his nose and held his breath to feel carefully. He was not dead.

I wondered if there was an injury somewhere I couldn't see, so I took his hand and turned it over and over, but nothing was there. So where else could I see?

But clearly, no.

Then why aren't you awake yet?

Bored...

Oh! There's one thing I haven't noticed yet: his heartbeat. Thinking of this, I stood up and approached him. But what if he suddenly woke up?

Hi, what a coincidence!

He Huan first placed her palm on his chest, but didn't seem to feel much. Then she put her ear close to him, and eh! There was a sound, a heartbeat. She never considered whether it was her own heartbeat.

Lie down, why doesn’t it look like it?

Oh, it turned out to be her own heartbeat. She put her ear directly to it, calmed down, and emptied her mind. She could really hear it. It was neither fast nor slow, and seemed normal.

Stay away from him, calm down again, try to listen to your own heart, it seems to be similar, not sure, try again.

I tried it twice more and it worked fine.

Sixth sister can also take people’s pulse. What part does she take?

She first felt herself, left and right, and she really felt her pulse. It was magical. She then helped Lan Lian feel it, and she really felt it too. It was so magical!

I heard from my sixth sister before that there are also some on the neck...

Everything was over, and he looked back at his head, normal.

So boring, so boring.

Seeing the reeds nearby, he thought he had something to do, and in a few seconds the reeds turned into a small grasshopper.

Not much time actually passed while she was fiddling with it, and the time went by faster when she was making the grasshopper.

Even though it gets dark late in the summer, night still arrives. Why hasn't Lan Lian woken up yet? Could he really have suffered internal injuries?

No one has caught up after such a long time, so it should be fine.

He Huan picked up some dry firewood around and picked a large basket of mulberries. Don't ask where the basket came from. He Huan had just made a small basket, about the size of a small bowl. He made two of them and used them both to hold mulberries.

He lit a fire and checked Lan Lian's condition. If things weren't going well, he should hurry on! He had been wasting quite a while here, and He Huan couldn't let go of Lan Lian's worries.

She did it right away. She stood up and walked outside the fire. When she was at a certain distance where she could still see Lan Lian, she turned around and looked into the darkness to make sure she could see clearly.

The horses have had a good rest and are full, so they should be able to run pretty fast.

He returned to the fire, packed up everything, looked at the mulberries in the basket, picked out a few ripe ones, and stuffed them into Lan Lian's mouth. It would be nice to have some juice, as he must be hungry.

She even chewed it for him thoughtfully.

It was not He Huan who chewed, but he pinched Lan Lian's chin and helped him chew.

He Huan was overjoyed to be able to see the throat swallowing. If he had known it would be so smooth, he would have done it earlier.

He showed his first smile of the day, then fed me a few more pills. Feeling that he couldn't delay any longer, he poured the rest into his hands and threw them all into his mouth.

After packing up the bag and hanging it on the horse's back, he put Lan Lian on the horse step by step, then climbed up and tied him up. This time he was a little more experienced, so he put his arms around his waist, tore the handkerchief into strips and tied them up so that his hands would not fly around.

He won't wake up anyway, and she is the only one who knows about this. Besides, she doesn't care about it, so what is there to say?

"drive!"

The horse was still strong and ran faster than in the afternoon.