Chapter 319 (1/2)

319 young people should know spring clothes (V)

”Does the wound hurt badly?” he Zhen asked with a frown when he heard the girl's shallow moan.

He bent down to look at the wound on her back and tore off a skirt to wrap the wound for her first, but he heard the girl's dreamy cry: ”my back is so itchy...”

Itch? He Zhen frowned slightly, and with a ”Shua” in his hand, he tore open the clothes on her back, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin like jade. A foot long wound on the skin stretched across his back. He Zhen touched a little blood around the wound with his fingers, sniffed it gently, and his face was suddenly cold.

There was a fishy smell in the blood... The sword was poisoned!

The girl lay there, her sweat wet her forehead and hair. She was lively and cunning. Now she has no point. She just lay there quietly with a pale face, like a fragile porcelain doll, and her vitality is gradually disappearing.

He Zhen frowned, got up and looked around. In order to avoid the pursuit of soldiers, he chose a deserted path. Now it is desolate everywhere. He has nothing but weeds and tree roots, and he can't find any antidote.

Looking at the young girl named Shen Wan, he Zhen's consistent stony heart gave birth to a little compassion: ”hold on, I'll hold you to the doctor.”

Shen Wan raised her eyes tremblingly, and her long eyelashes covered her eyes gently, like butterfly wings, weak but beautiful. He Zhen realized his absence and turned his face slightly.

Shen Wan shook his head slightly, he Zhen was slightly stunned, and a trace of anger flashed at the bottom of his eyes. Her refusal made him unhappy, but he couldn't tell why.

”Please, take me home... She spit out this sentence with her last strength, even though she fell into a coma.

He Zhen didn't speak. He took a deep look at her, then bent over to pick her up and walked towards the horse. After two or three steps, he stopped, put Shen Wan in a towering hundred year old tree, let her sit against the trunk, then took off his coat and covered her, and walked forward.

There is a pond deep in the swamp. Surprisingly, two or three brightly colored flowers and plants grow in the pond this season, which is quite similar to Narcissus. He Zhen's eyes looked at the flowers and plants, his left foot a little, his body soared up and crossed to the pond. The swamp looks ordinary. In fact, people with a little experience know that the more ordinary the swamp is, the deeper the bottom is. If ordinary people fall down carelessly, they must not live.

He Zhen's body flew smoothly, like a dragonfly skimming the water. As soon as his sleeves were closed, he had pulled up all the two or three Narcissus like flowers and plants. With a slight spit of strength, his body fell flat and steadily on the ground.

He frowned and looked at the flowers and plants in his hand. The roots of the flowers were very long. Each beard was covered with small balls the size of rice grains visible to the naked eye, and each one was as red as small coral beads. I didn't expect to see this thing in such a place. According to the medical books, it is a good antidote. However, it is very rare. It only appears in the desolate swamp. Now it is just in use.

After finding a slightly clean place, he Zhen spread his outer shirt on the ground. Only then did he hold Shen Wan over and let her lie on her stomach. Shen Wan hung a glistening bead of sweat on her forehead. Although she was in a coma, he Zhen was reading something. He Zhen put his ears close to her lips, but listened to her murmur: ”in the afternoon... Go home...”

He couldn't help laughing. Since the girl wanted to go home so much, why did she follow others to make trouble?

He Zhen took out the fire fold he had brought with him, gathered the remaining branches and leaves on the ground, raised a fire, then pulled out the short knife he had with him, and roasted the blade of the short knife on the fire for a while. All this last night, he leaned down and looked at the wound on Shen Wan's back. The wound winding on his back gradually blackened, which was obviously toxic.

He no longer hesitated and pressed his left hand on her back to prevent her from moving because of pain. The skin under the palm of his hand was as white and delicate as jade, and he Zhen's face was slightly sluggish. Fortunately, only the two of them are desolate here. Detoxification is important at this time, and there is no difference between men and women.

His palm just pressed her, and his right hand quickly rowed the burned short knife along the wound. As soon as the blade touched Shen Wan's back, her body trembled slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Shen Wan opened her eyes.

”What are you doing...” she opened her mouth weakly, but found that her family had no strength at all, so she had to stare at him with her eyes. His face was just above her, and his forehead almost touched her forehead. She could even feel the warm wind brought by his breathing.