Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 229 That's My Blame
He didn't talk nonsense with Shuhuan, and went to dig people himself.

"Everything is dug from here, I can't find anyone to question you." Shuhuan greeted a group of people.

Under the scorching sun, Yan Qingchen was in a state of embarrassment.

There was a lot of dust on his cold and pale face, his pale lips were tightly pressed, and the circles of his eyes were red.

If you can look closely, you can definitely see his trembling hands moving the broken stones.

I don't know if it's lack of strength or too much fear.

Shuhuan remembered that when the second master was eight years old, he was put on the battlefield by the old master as bait to lure the enemy.

When they arrived, their intestines were poked out.

He was lying in the pile of dead people with a pale and desolate expression, hiding under an old soldier, his hands and feet were trembling like now, frightened.

The stalking in my heart was serious, "Second Master, they will be fine!"

I don't know whether to comfort Yan Qingchen or comfort myself.

Yan Qingchen flipped the mound frantically, and responded with difficulty, "En."

The voice was trembling and helpless, as if it was trying to come out of the throat, it was extremely hot and hoarse.

Shuhuan had no choice but to hold back his emotions desperately, and turned the things in the soil together with him.

"Second Master, Second Master, there seems to be a gap here!" Lao Ba said excitedly not far away.

Everyone leaned over and took out the two huddled people under a collapsed iron bed.

"It's Adjutant Lin and Miss Nuan!" Lao Ba was excited.

Several corpses were dug out one after another, and they were the only ones alive.

Yan Qingchen and Shuhuan pulled Lin Sheng up, Shuhuan carried Lin Sheng on his back, and Yan Qingchen hugged the unconscious Xiao Nuan.

Lin Sheng was on Shuhuan's back, and had a weak glimpse of the figure in Yan Qingchen's arms.

Eyelids moved, and he said in his heart, "Fortunately, I protected you!"

Xiao Nuan opened her eyes and woke up on the hospital bed, shouting loudly, "Lin Sheng, Lin Sheng?"

Seeing that it was Yan Qingchen, he jumped up and hugged Yan Qingchen, crying loudly, "Brother Qingchen, did Lin Sheng get killed by the bomb?
This idiot, let him not be a human board."

When Yan Qingchen saw that she was awake, her hanging heart sank slightly.

"He's fine, he's dealing with the wound in the ward."

Xiaonuan choked up, "Really?"

Yan Qingchen sighed, "Really, how could I lie to you?"

Xiao Nuan hugged him tightly, "It's a good thing he's fine, otherwise what would I do?" Sad and guilty.

Lin Sheng, who was also a brother and father, who protected her growing up, she couldn't let him have an accident.

Yan Qingchen patted her on the back and comforted her, "Don't worry, he's as big as me, with a thick skin, and he'll be fine."

Xiao Nuan twitched, and kept muttering, "Why do you think he is so stupid? No matter how I push him, he won't move."

After the doctor checked her and everything was normal, Yan Qingchen felt relieved to take her to see Lin Sheng.

Yan Qingchen stood up, feeling slightly uncomfortable, but quickly suppressed it.

Xiao Nuan saw that something was wrong with him, "What's wrong?"

Yan Qingchen looked calm, "I haven't eaten since yesterday, and I have low blood sugar."

Xiaonuan was anxious, and helped him to sit down, "Sit down quickly, I'll go buy something to eat."

Yan Qingchen didn't object either, and took advantage of her going out.

He immediately took out the medicine from his pocket and swallowed it dryly.

Shuhuan witnessed everything at the door, avoiding Xiao Nuan before entering.

"Master, let's go back to Tianjing City as soon as possible."

Yan Qingchen rubbed his fingers, looking worried, "You said, what will she do if I die?"

Just now when he saw her crying and thought something happened to Lin Sheng, Yan Qingchen felt distressed and guilty.

Shuhuan felt like a choke in his throat, tried his best to open his mouth a few times, but he didn't say anything.

Yan Qingchen sighed slightly, "Go and contact Dr. Smith to Tianjing City. We will set off when Lin Sheng recovers from his injuries and can move."

He cannot die in this war-torn land.

Even if he was going to die, he had to go back to Tianjing City to deal with her properly, so that he could die in a smooth and worry-free life.

Shuhuan nodded, "By the way, the bombing of the nursing home this time seems to be done by the Orientals, but it seems that it has something to do with He Duan and the others.

They seem to be undeterred, and want to use the power of these foreigners to rule the thirteen states and dream of being an emperor again. "

Yan Qingchen seemed extremely tired, and nodded lightly, "I'll talk about these things later. Take Xiao Nuan to see Lin Sheng first, otherwise she will always be worried."

Yan Qingchen clutched his chest, trying to suppress the discomfort.

Shuhuan nodded, "Second Master, rest assured, I will take care of the little lady."

Xiao Nuan looked at Lin Sheng on the hospital bed, her eyes were redder than a rabbit's, and she seemed to be trying her best not to cry.

Lin Sheng put on a brisk look on purpose, teasing her, "With this injury, I can always drink two mouthfuls of chicken soup for you, right?"

Shuhuan wrote the words in his notebook and relayed them to him.

Xiaonuan was teased by him and laughed through tears, and deliberately made a disgusted look, "Can you open your mouth? Are you hurt like this?"

Lin Sheng nodded, frowned in pain because of the wound.

"It is necessary. If you give me two more bowls now, I can catch tigers for you tomorrow."

Xiaonuan scolded angrily, "The dead duck has a hard mouth, who was the one who howled loudly when changing the dressing just now?"

Shuhuan couldn't hold back, "Gang, were you at the door just now?"

Xiaonuan, "I can hear it from hundreds of thousands of miles away."

Lin Sheng was embarrassed, and turned to look at Shuhuan, "Didn't you say that there is no one there, can you howl in peace?"

Why did he feel that he was tricked by Shuhuan?

Shuhuan faced that dull face, and said calmly, "Who knew you howled so hard?"

Lin Sheng: Is it my fault?

Carefully bringing in the chicken soup, he found that Yan Qingchen was lying sideways on the sofa and taking a nap.

Putting down the chicken soup lightly, Xiaonuan wanted to cover him with a towel.

When I got closer, I could smell the strong smell of medicine on his body.

Yan Qingchen opened his tired eyes, saw her, and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, "Look, Lin Sheng is back?"

Xiao Nuan saw his mouth shape clearly and nodded.

Huddled in his arms affectionately, "Are you really not injured? I found that the smell of medicine on your body is getting stronger."

But on his body, there were really no obvious injuries.

Yan Qingchen tugged on his neckline, and said deliberately, "Do you want to check it carefully again? From the inside to the outside?"

Seeing him unbuttoning his collar, Xiao Nuan immediately understood what he meant.

Thinking of the lessons learned from the past, he immediately shook his head, "No need!"

Seeing her resolute refusal, Yan Qingchen wanted to laugh.

He hooked her forehead and kissed her, "Sleep with me for a while."

Xiao Nuan did not refuse, although she was not dozing off.

In the past few days, Yan Qingchen has obviously lost a lot of weight, and he always looks a bit decadent.

She attributed too many things to Yan Qingchen, she went to bed later than a dog, and woke up earlier than a chicken.

It's all because she can't hear, and she doesn't even know when he got up.

As everyone knows, Yan Qingchen waited for her to fall asleep every night before getting up to take a medicinal bath or go to the study to sleep.

He was afraid that the poison would flare up at night, and she would see it with her own eyes.

When she woke up again, Xiao Nuan found herself in the upstairs bedroom.

Open the door and go out, and there seems to be a guest downstairs.

Yan Qingchen obviously didn't welcome the guest in front of him, and didn't even bother to pour him a cup of tea.

Just leaning on the sofa and reading the newspaper.

Huang Jingyu put his hands in his pockets and walked back and forth behind the sofa, touching this and touching that from time to time, seeming a little impatient.

(End of this chapter)