[Xiye] Sword Bearer

Several servants in the new house were busy clearing the way to the main house in the courtyard through the snow, when they suddenly saw their master Ximen come in from outside alone with Bai Rongrong in his arms, tapped the ground once, and a gust of wind passed through the courtyard Entering the main house, the footsteps are as light as a strong wind blowing across the snow, bringing up a light layer of snow foam.A few feet away, Ximen Chuuxue secretly practiced his kung fu, and the two doors of the main house and the bedroom opened continuously for him as if by induction.

The moment he passed by the butler, Ximen Chuuxue told him the names of the two servant boys.

The butler understood, and hurried to ask someone to stand by.

Ximen Chuuxue wrapped Ye Gucheng in a white fox fur and put them together on the canopy bed. The loosened fox fur exposed the white silk inside, and the blood-red ice slag on it gradually melted at room temperature, and a few small blood stains stained it.Ye Gucheng's body was already stained with blood, Ximen Chuuxue peeled off the jacket that was stuck and followed the hole to see the wound left by the rapier being pierced and pulled out.The light in the room was dim, and the skin on his face and body was as gray as frosted stone, and a layer of half-dried blood covered his left rib and flank, and the wound was open deeply, as if his blood-red eyes were open. Perhaps the blood has been bleeding for too long, but it no longer bleeds.

At this time, the steward and the servant boy had already arrived, and the steward stood at the door and asked, "Master?"

The two of them had a pleasant conversation last night, but this morning it was a disaster, Ximen Chuixue said calmly, "I'll just say it once, the three of you will do it separately and in order."

Medicine box, cloth belt, towel, a pot of warm water, a bucket of warm water, a pot of hot water, ginseng soup, toad wine.

The butler has experience: "Master, is it too late to make soup?"

Ximen Chuuxue pondered for a while: "Use Wuqian slices to soak in boiling water first, and stew the rest separately."

There was no one in the room, Ximen Chuuxue lay down facing Ye Gucheng, unbuttoned his skirt, brought him over, and took his two hands, one sticking to his bosom and the other under his armpit.That hand was cold and hard, and Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help being agitated, and there was a burst of millet.

Although Ye Gucheng was exhausted and powerless, he did not fall into a coma. He touched Ximen Chuuxue's chest and abdomen, and struggled a few times. Ximen Chuuxue held him down: "Don't move."

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "You never suffered from frostbite in the winter in Saibei. If you don't warm up with your body, your fingers will be rotten and you have to cut them off."

It's really not moving.

The hands of a swordsman are always precious, and this pair is even more unparalleled.Ximen Chuuxue remembered that when he found someone in the snow, Ye Gucheng was frozen, but he was still holding the sword tightly in his right hand, the hilt was as tight as casting in the palm of his hand. He was afraid of hurting his fingers, so he had to press the acupuncture point to take it. Lower the sword.

The first four items came in quickly.

Ximen Chuuxue got up and treated the wound and the blood around him first, washed him with a basin of bloody water, then applied the wound medicine of notoginseng blood, and wrapped it with a cloth.

The last four items were also brought in.

He originally wanted to soak his wound in a bucket of warm water, and then slowly heat the water as he recovers from the freezing, but Ye Gucheng shivered continuously all over his body, Ximen Chuuxue hugged him, seeing him struggling to stand up was really uncomfortable, and Afraid of accidentally getting water on the wound, he finally wiped it dry, put him in pajamas and found a big quilt to cover him with to keep him warm, Ximen Chuuxue didn't know whether it was necessary to save lives or he wanted it, all he knew was I covered myself in sweat.

At this time, the ginseng soup is no longer hot. Although the soaked medicine is less powerful than the stewed medicine, it can still save emergency after pouring it down.

Finally, smear toad wine on the hands and ears that are the most frozen, and wrap the hands with cloth bands to form two white gloves.

Although the person is awake, he is unable to speak and is almost unable to obey, and he does not return to Su until noon.

The solitary ginseng soup stewed with astragalus, angelica and red dates has been warmed for a long time. It has a bit of jujube flavor and is delicious. Ximen Chuuxue asked the servant to help feed it. He only opened his teeth and pinched his chin to drink. Back to Su, it's inappropriate to be so rough.

Ximen Chuuxue stood aside and asked, "Who did you meet?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ximen Chuuxue said again: "It was the sword that stabbed you, but it shouldn't be Wei Ziyun. Since he has promised Lu Xiaofeng, the Xiaoxiang swordsman is not that kind of person."

"not him."

"Still from the South China Sea?"

Ye Gucheng answered very quickly: "No."

"you do not know?"

Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes and said, "I will deal with it myself in the future."

Ye Gucheng's face turned pale with difficulty, Ximen Chuuxue stopped asking, he sent people to search around the bloodstains in the snow, and the servant brought back a few broken swords and pieces of the white hood that had been buried by the snow.Ximen Chuuxue saw a little bloodstain on the tip of the sword, and knew that it was the sword that hurt people.He put together the broken swords, and the scabbard was taken away by the owner of the sword. Just looking at the sword body, it was difficult to judge what it looked like when it was not in the scabbard.Ximen Chuuxue only felt that the hilt of the sword was somewhat familiar, as if he had just glimpsed it somewhere.

In desperation, Ximen Chuuxue sent the man to his dormitory, but later he couldn't move him to the guest room, so he had to go to the guest room by himself, leaving the servant to take care of him.Saibei was cold and dry, but the housekeeper was considerate and asked the servant boy to put a charcoal basin and a water basin in the bedroom, so that the temperature and humidity were higher.

Ye Gucheng started to have a fever at night, and his cough intensified in the second half of the night. His fever was top-heavy, and he couldn't get up after a few times. The child froze and knocked on the door of their owner's room.

After lying in the snow for a long time in unlined clothes, exogenous cold is expected, and fever is also common, but the old wound has not healed, and the new injury is serious.The lobe of the lung has an old wound, and the wound under the ribs is deep, and the pain is endless when coughing. The antitussive effect of those decoctions and medicines can only be said to be better than nothing, and it takes ten and a half months for ordinary children to take effect. Drink it now. It was nothing more than moisturizing the throat, but I couldn't stop it at all. I coughed for half the night, plus the first half of the night when I was born, it was equivalent to not being able to sleep all night.Afterwards, it was no longer a person who was coughing, but a cough that was like a whip that would not stop, driving people who had no strength to vibrate intermittently.Ximen Chuuxue's appearance of being exhausted after staying up until dawn was shocking.

The frostbitten fingers quickly removed the white cloth, leaving no sores.In addition, the situation was very bad. In the next few days, I had repeated fever and coughed for half a day.When Ximen Chuuxue was around, Ye Gucheng just rested silently without speaking or asking for anything; sometimes after Ximen Chuuxue went out and returned silently, he would be seen clutching the quilt or sleeves, bowed and struggling, he was so uncomfortable that he didn’t notice it. Until someone comes in.Ximen Chuuxue knew that he was really uncomfortable, and he felt bad for him just looking at it. He was too weak, and the wound did not heal after a few days, and every day when he took off the medicine cloth, he saw a layer of wet and sticky fresh blood.At first, Ximen Chuuxue thought that the sword was poisoned, so the wound couldn't grow longer, but after confirming that there was no poison, the wound still couldn't grow longer.

Ximen Chuuxue would sometimes give him a little relief.But true qi is something that can be used to beat people and make it invulnerable to self-defense. It is also good for treating blocked veins and qi stagnation and blood stasis, but it is not good for treating substantial damage. I can't grow my arms even if I can't breathe.

Ximen Chuuxue is proficient in using prescriptions for stopping bleeding and tonifying qi, but traditional Chinese medicine decoctions are slow to take effect, and the prescriptions for warming and tonifying are even slower.If the first time he was stabbed, it was like breaking a window in a house, and it was still warm after repairing it, but this time it was like tearing off the roof of the original broken house, and the repairer didn't know where to repair it.

Ximen Chuuxue has heard that black incense from the West or the Western Regions has the miraculous effect of relieving pain, relieving cough and calming the nerves. Due to the prohibition of sea and trade, it is extremely valuable, and its value is equal to the weight of gold. Then one or two hundred catties is regarded as a rarity by martial arts people.However, there are also people who say that although Wuxiang medicine is quick-acting, it can kill people like a sword. After all, Ximen Chuuxue can't believe this kind of thing.