The strongest pet: the playful wife is too hard to chase

Chapter 85 Such a Scary Wound
Changge Jingmo's first reaction was to turn his head to look at Shiyu, and found that she was still awake, so he sat up slowly while propping himself up on the ground, followed by another burst of violent coughing. the pain.

After sitting on the ground for a while, Changge Jingmo used the fairy method to dispose of the debris on the ground. He was about to get up, but he heard a terrified voice behind him.

"Master!"

Shiyu got out of bed and rushed to Changge Jingmo's side, carefully helped him up, seeing the shocking blood on his chest, his face changed with fright.

"Master, you are..." Pointing to Changge Jingmo's chest, Shiyu's eyes turned red immediately, and his voice choked up.

Changge Jing Moqiang shook his head weakly: "It's okay, just rest for a few days as a teacher."

He was so weak that he could hardly even speak, but he insisted on not letting himself show mental weakness in front of Shiyu.

As he said that, he gently pushed away Shiyu's support and planned to go to the side hall by himself, but his body was so weak that he felt that the whole world was in a trance after taking a step, and he was about to fall down again.

"Master!"

"Jing Mo!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Shiyu quickly supported Changge Jingmo with his eyes, and at the same time Yaoqin Shangxian also hurried in from outside the hall.

"Jing Mo..." Seeing Chang Ge Jing Mo's appearance, Yaoqin Shangxian felt a pain in his heart, and wanted to reach out to help him, but was afraid that he would be disgusted.

The formerly outstanding man had turned into such a sickly appearance.

His face was pale, his eyes were swollen, his lips were no longer as red as before, and his body was so weak that he seemed to be much thinner than before.

"How could this be?" Yaoqin looked at Shiyu worriedly.

Although Shiyu didn't like Yaoqin, seeing the genuine worry in her eyes, his attitude became better: "I don't know what happened, but when I woke up, I saw Master lying on the ground in pain."

At this time, Changge Jingmo had only a lingering consciousness, Yaoqin hurriedly helped him up, and said in a slightly anxious tone: "Hurry up and help him to the couch."

The two carefully placed Changge Jingmo on the couch. Shiyu wanted to untie Changge Jingmo's clothes to check the wound, but Yaoqin stopped him.

"Let me come," Yaoqin whispered softly, then seriously and calmly began to check Changge Jingmo's wound.

Gently undoing the belt, and taking a look at the white shirt, the two of them stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

There was a bowl-sized wound in Changge Jingmo's heart. It was bloody but not deep, and it was still bleeding continuously. The blood accumulated in the wound like a shallow pool. Spilled and flowed down the body.

"Master...Master..."

Seeing such a terrible wound on Changge Jingmo's body, Shiyu's head was blank for a moment, but when she reacted, she was so anxious that her voice trembled, and the big tears fell down, she sucked He sniffed his nose to keep himself from crying, his hands trembled slightly and wanted to do something for Changge Jingmo, but he couldn't do anything, his hands were trembling for a long time and he didn't know where to put them.

Yaoqin's mood is not much better, she is also crying from heartache, but after all, she has lived tens of thousands of years longer than Shiyu, and she reacts much more maturely when things happen. She sobbed and transferred her immortal energy to Changgejing Mo, maintain his physical condition first, and then find a way to stop the bleeding.

"Go get some hot water and get some gauze," Yaoqin said without raising her eyelids as she sat on the bedside and poured her immortal energy into Changge Jingmo's body.

Shiyu was already a little flustered, but now that he heard that he could help, he took the copper basin to fetch water without saying a word.

At this moment, she is grateful to Yaoqin from the bottom of her heart. If Yaoqin were not there, she would not know what would have happened. At the same time, she also lamented her own incompetence. It was a failure to panic like this.

(End of this chapter)