The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 803: Escape to the Dragon King Temple
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the strong wind hits the face with the rainstorm, causing unspeakable pain.
Murong Jie held her in his arms and made her bury her face in his chest. He kept running on the reins.
The pursuers still caught up. Murong Jie let Zian stay on the horse, and he flew out with the scar rope in his hand. I don't know how long the battle lasted. In short, when Murong Jie flew back to the horse, there were more Got a few scars.
They continued to flee, and finally, the chasing soldiers gradually moved away, and the sound of horses' hooves was no longer heard. Perhaps, the heavy rain was blinding the eyes and made the chasing soldiers unable to distinguish their direction.
In the end, Murong Jie couldn't support himself. He was teetering. He tightened the reins and slowed down the horse. He couldn't maintain himself and fell off the horse.
Zi An followed him down, but she was on top of Murong Jie.
She quickly got up, patted Murong Jie's face lightly, and said anxiously, "Seventh, Seventh, how are you?"
The world was pitch black, she couldn't see Lao Qi's injury, couldn't hear his answer, she reached out tremblingly to touch his breath.
There is still breathing, but when I feel my pulse, it is slow and weak.
Zi An was stagnant for a while and wiped her face. She didn't know if it was tears or rain. She was desperate.
The only light now is by lightning, but since the rain, there has been no lightning.
She leaned over, kissed Murong Jie's cold lips, and said in a trembling voice, "I won't let you die, you can never leave us behind."
She pulls out the needle pack and begins to feel his injuries.
She can select acupoints very accurately, and she can select acupoints by hand feeling without the need for light.
The arm was injured, the abdomen was injured, and the foot was injured. After she applied needles to stop the bleeding, she began to tear off her outer garments to bandage his wounds.
There is no medicine to take, and the rain is so heavy, there is no shelter, he has suffered such a serious injury, and he will probably have a high fever tonight.
She took off her outer clothes and tried to lift it up to protect him from the rain, but what's the use of an outer clothes against such a heavy rain?
And Murong Jie was lying on a relatively low position. The rainwater flowed down from the mountain, but the water was slow from the bottom. A pool of rainwater accumulated under his body, and he was sleeping in the water.
Zi An is very hard to shield him from all the wind and rain, just like fighting in the inn just now, he placed her by the window and shielded her from all swords.
However, she can't do anything.
She sat on the ground and held him up with all her strength, resting his head on her lap, then bent over to hug him from the rain and wind.
In the second half of the night, the rain stopped, but the wind was still strong. Murong Jie shivered all over, and Zi An herself was shivering with cold. Although the sky didn't know the direction, Zi An knew that he couldn't continue to wait here to die.
Fortunately, Murong Jie regained some consciousness, and Zi An whispered in his ear: "Seventh, I don't have the strength to hold you on the horse's back, I'll support you, and then you can get up on your own, okay?"
Murong Jie responded vaguely. When Zi An helped him up, he also exerted his own strength. After several attempts, he failed to get on the horse's back. Instead, it caused him to fall several times, which made him even more seriously injured.
Murong Jie was much more awake, he opened his eyes slightly, and said weakly to Zian: "You hurry up, around Zishi, Qin Zhou will arrive here, you hide, and when Qin Zhou arrives, find Qin Zhou... …”
"Let's go together, I won't leave you alone." Zi An said firmly.
"No, you're just a burden with me, let's go." Murong Jie pushed her hand away.
Zi An's eyes are red, "I can walk away, but you are dead, do you think I can still live?"
Murong Jie reluctantly stood up. Although he couldn't see her face clearly, he could hear the choked sobbing in her voice. He stretched out his hand, wiped her face, and said softly, "Be obedient, our child. Most importantly, a child can have no father, but must have a mother."
Zi An feels that the abdominal pain is unbearable now, and even more sad, "I am afraid that this child may not be able to be saved. Seventh, we are husband and wife. >
I used to watch TV series, and I always thought it was fake when I saw such a bridge.
However, when you really have someone you love deeply, and that person happens to love you like this, you will feel that it is not false at all, on the contrary, you really think and do it.
Murong Jie felt uncomfortable when he heard that the child might not be saved. Thinking of the suffering Zi'an had endured, and thinking that the child might be broken into the hands of King Nanhuai, he felt a resentment in his heart, grabbed the reins hard, turned over and went up on horseback.
He said hoarsely: "Okay, as you said, we will live together, we will die, no, we will never die."
With such tenacity in his heart, he grabbed Zian's wrist with one hand and pulled her up.
The horse began to walk slowly. Since there was no rain and only strong winds, the horse walked much more steadily, at least not in a rush.
As I was walking, I saw a house in front of me with a lantern lit at the door.
"Look, there is a house in front of us, let's spend the night in the past!" Zian pointed to the place where the light was shining in front of him, surprised and authentic.
Because the sky and the earth are completely dark, I can't tell where the light is ahead at all, but the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that there is another heavy rain coming. It is necessary to find a place to shelter from the rain.
The two of them rode their horses over and found that it was not someone else's house, but a Dragon King Temple.
The cyan stone brick exterior wall, the scarlet door is affixed with a soaring golden dragon on the left and the right, and there are two small stone lions at the door, not many, but very powerful, especially the two eyes, Under the lantern at the door, it seemed to emit a red light.
Zi An first slipped off the horse, and then slowly Murong Jie got down. Both of them were injured and walked in.
The door was closed, and Zian pushed it open.
"Is there anyone?" Zian shouted, and the only answer to her was the whirring of the wind.
"Anyone?"
The two went in and asked all the way, but they didn't see anyone there.
This Dragon King Temple is not big, with eight lanterns hanging on the wall, illuminating the hall.
There is a dragon king statue in the center of the main hall. However, this dragon king statue is a bit strange. The general dragon king statues are human figures, but this dragon king statue is indeed a flying dragon. The dragon opened its mouth and spewed flames.
Murong Jie looked at this dragon king statue, and always felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this dragon king statue somewhere.
"No one is here, but so many tributes are placed!" Zian pointed at the offering table.
Murong Jie took a look and saw chicken, fruit, tea, and steamed buns.
"I'm afraid, it's because of this storm, so the fishermen came to pay homage to the Dragon King and pray for the storm to retreat." Murong Jie said. In the coastal and riverside areas, people who rely on waterways to eat, all believe in the Dragon King and Mazu. Therefore, when a storm comes, it is reasonable to offer sacrifices.