AWB Chapter 204 Fortunately, I was able to physically transcend
Chapter 204 Fortunately, I was able to physically transcend
Then, Zhou Yimo's heart suddenly shook.
He noticed the bloodstains on Li Qingqing's silver armor, which was particularly shocking.
"Madam, this blood—"
"Enemy soldiers." Li Qingqing interrupted Zhou Yimo casually.
Seeing Li Feng falling into a coma, she immediately went forward to check on him, "How is the general doing now?"
"We're out of danger." Zhou Yimo felt relieved upon hearing this.
Li Qingqing felt relieved to see that Li Feng's condition had stabilized, and then she carefully examined the wounds that were properly bandaged.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yimo treated the wound so well and there was nothing wrong.
It turns out that people are different. Having a strong memory is also a rare talent.
Li Qingqing didn't know that it was precisely because of her bellicosity that Zhou Yimo, worried about the blindness of swords, focused on treating external injuries.
Zhou Yimo thought that his wife often killed enemies, what if she was killed by the enemy... Ugh! What if she accidentally got injured?
As for the pills that were produced, it was a coincidence, mainly due to the instigation of Hu Dabao.
Facts have proved that it is always better to have more skills.
Even if it is a poison pill, it can still help my lady at the critical moment.
Zhou Yimo briefly described Li Feng's injuries, but his eyes accidentally fell on Li Qingqing's deliberately straightened back.
He felt that something was wrong with his wife.
"Are you not hurt?" Zhou Yimo asked suspiciously.
"No!" Li Qingqing immediately denied it.
Just now, she was so focused on seeing Li Feng that she had no time to treat her own wounds.
She had to slip away quickly and not let Zhou Yimo know that she was injured.
At this moment, a groaning voice came from outside the house, "Master Zhou, I'm injured, please come and take a look at me!"
"Hu Dabao?!"
Zhou Yimo and Li Qingqing looked at each other, then quickly walked out of the room.
Hu Dabao was seen covering his arm, his face wrinkled in pain.
"Big, the boss is here too!" Hu Dabao greeted Li Qingqing happily when he saw her.
Then he raised his scratched arm aggrievedly and showed it to Li Qingqing, "Boss, I'm hurt!"
Li Qingqing took a quick look and luckily it was only a scratch on the skin, so she said to Zhou Yimo, "Get him some medicine to treat it. I'm going back to my room to change clothes first."
She looked at Hu Dabao again and said soothingly, "Thank you for your hard work. Take a good rest after applying the medicine."
After Li Qingqing finished speaking, she hurried back to her residence.
After closing the door behind her, she finally couldn't help but stumble.
The injury is under my ribs, which is really a nuisance. The slightest movement will cause the wound to hurt so much that it hurts excruciatingly.
Li Qingqing carefully took off her armor, taking care not to touch the wound under her ribs, but accidentally, the armor poked the wound on the outside of her thigh, causing her to gasp in pain.
The half-coagulated blood clot was punctured, and warm liquid flowed out of the wound again.
Li Qingqing gritted her teeth and took off her armor with great effort. The newly seeped blood soaked her inner garment, making it easier for her to separate the inner garment from the wound.
She lowered her head and carefully examined the wound. Fortunately, the injury was not too serious. She could use some herbs to mix some medicine to disinfect it and then apply ointment, which would help it heal faster.
If the information Zhao Di Pu had said before was true, she would have to find a way to go to Feiyun City next. She couldn't let the injuries on her body affect her movements.
Li Qingqing took a deep breath and was about to get up to prepare the herbs.
Suddenly, she thought of the wine heads from the last brewing. After she purified them, she threw them into the space. Using them for cleaning and disinfection would save both time and trouble.
So Li Qingqing took out the wine without hesitation and poured it directly on the wound.
“Ah——!” The sudden pain spread throughout my body.
A cry of pain suddenly escaped from his throat, but was crushed between her teeth.
Li Qingqing only felt a burst of white light suddenly explode in front of her eyes, and the pain was so severe that she wished she could press her own sleeping point directly.
"boom--"
The small clay pot containing wine was not held firmly and fell to the ground. The wine mixed with blood flowed all over the ground under his feet.
Suddenly, there were hurried footsteps outside the door.
"My wife!" Zhou Yimo's voice came through the door, "Are you... okay?"
"I'm changing clothes." Li Qingqing's whole body stiffened, her right hand pressed tightly against the painful wound, beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozing from her forehead.
She looked towards the door, took a deep breath, steadied her voice, and said calmly, "I'm fine, go ahead."
There was silence outside the door for a moment. "Okay."
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Li Qingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She quickly treated the wound and changed into clean clothes.
But the house was a mess, so she opened the door and prepared to find a broom to clean the house.
At this moment, Zhou Yimo came over with a bowl of rice porridge. Seeing Li Qingqing was about to leave, he quickly called her to stop.
"Madam, have a bowl of rice porridge first. I just heard Hu Dabao say that a man named Wei is coming. If you go there now, you won't be able to eat later."
"Lord Wei?" Li Qingqing paused and thought hard. Could it be the Protector General Wei from the Protectorate?
"What is he doing here?" Li Qingqing turned to look at Zhou Yimo, and suddenly found that he had just pushed open the door.
broken!
Li Qingqing's face changed and she hurried forward to stop him, but it was too late.
Zhou Yimo's eyes were fixed on the room.
The room was filled with the aroma of wine, which covered up the unusual smell of rust, but on the chairs and stools were still blood-stained underwear and untreated blood-colored gauze.
"You said you weren't hurt?" Zhou Yimo turned his head mechanically, his voice so light and ethereal.
"This, this is just a minor injury..."
"Come in with me." Zhou Yimo's voice was still as gentle as usual, but with an unquestionable firmness.
Li Qingqing was a little embarrassed, but she had no choice but to follow him into the house.
Zhou Moyi gently placed the bowl of porridge on the table. His gaze lingered on Li Qingqing for a moment, then he looked at the bloodstained undergarment on the stool.
He rolled up his sleeves, picked up one of the shirts and unfolded it. After comparing the location of the bloodstains on the shirt, he suddenly looked at Li Qingqing's ribs and waist.
"Is this the minor injury you mentioned?" Zhou Yimo's voice was slightly hoarse. "Where are the other injuries?"
Li Qingqing was silent for a moment, then pointed to the outside of her left thigh and smiled awkwardly, "That damn Lian Helan was indeed a bit difficult to deal with, but fortunately I was able to physically save him in the end."
Zhou Yimo didn't laugh. He just brought over a chair and said softly, "The porridge is cold. Sit down and drink it first."
"Ah?" Li Qingqing was stunned.
"Shall I feed you?"
"No, no, I can do it myself."
Li Qingqing sat down quickly, and accidentally touched the wound, causing her breathing to stagnate. She hurriedly picked up a spoon to cover it up.
Zhou Yimo looked at her face which turned pale from the pain, and his eyes revealed deep concern, but he did not say anything, just watched her eat porridge silently.