My husband is a traitor

Chapter 108 Dying, save him

"what--"

Rong Jue beat his head hard, the pain made his complexion pale as frost, covered with cold sweat.

His ferocious facial features and beautiful face left only pain.

"Junior Sister!"

Jiang Linlang hugged the twisted and struggling Rong Jue at a loss, with tears pouring down on the back of her hands, not knowing what to do.

"Senior sister and brother!"

Just when she was about to take Rong Jue to find a doctor, several people flew over from afar.

The one walking in the front is Mu Ting, followed by Mu Youran.

When she saw Mu Youran, she was as excited as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, save him!" She choked up, her voice was hoarse, she held Rong Jue's hand, not letting him hit her on the head.

When Mu Youran saw the blood-stained Jiang Linlang, her face was solemn, and her heart ached unceasingly, but what hurt her even more was the way she begged her with tears in her eyes.

Mu Ting stepped forward, his eyes flashed across the red-eyed, ferocious Rong Jue, and he wanted to pull Jiang Linlang, "Junior Sister, he's gone mad, get out of the way, it's dangerous!"

He protected his junior sister who had grown up, had he ever seen her suffer such injuries, hugging this man, kneeling on the ground, crying helplessly?

In memory, she was the only one who lost her parents and brother, and she just hid in the house silently, not talking to them.

But I have never seen such a weak and helpless junior sister.

"No, it won't. He didn't hurt me just now, and now he won't..." Jiang Linlang just finished speaking, and saw Rong Jue vomit blood, and the blood was even a little black.

She turned pale with fright, "Rong Jue, Rong Jue, don't scare me...Senior sister, woo, look at him, senior sister!"

Facing his junior sister's crying and begging, although Mu Youran was unwilling, he stepped forward immediately, and the silver needle quickly pricked several acupuncture points of the irritable Rong Jue, and waited for him to settle down.

Reach out to catch his pulse.

As soon as he caught up, his eyes were filled with astonishment and shock.

"How could it be..." Poisoning, internal injury, external injury, and meridian disorder caused by forced retrograde passage of meridians...

Such a pulse condition is almost useless as a medicine stone!
Her astonishment fell to Jiang Linlang's tears, which was like a death sentence.

She shook her head, "Senior sister, senior brother, think of a way to save him...save him..."

"Junior Sister, calm down! He's insane and has too much murderous intent, don't worry about him..." Mu Youran had no sympathy for Rong Jue, seeing Jiang Linlang's grief, she couldn't help but feel sour.Holding the back of Jiang Linlang's hand, "Let's take a look at your injuries first, a villain like him..."

"Senior Sister!" Jiang Linlang's eyes were red, she shook off Mu Youran's hand, and hugged Rong Jue tightly, with disappointment in her eyes and more disgust for her inability to do anything.

"He is my husband."

She lowered her eyes, her eyes softened for a moment, hugging Rong Jue's head, her hoarse voice contained indescribable affection, "He is my husband..."

To repeat, tenderly, to murmur is also to declare.

The person in his arms suddenly calmed down for a moment, staring at her with red eyes that trembled.

Xianggong...

This title, whether it is joking, flattering, or affectionate, makes people feel soft.

The corners of Rong Jue's lips kept overflowing with blood. Hearing her crying for him and begging her senior sister for him, he couldn't help raising his hand, that bloody hand.

Lifting up slowly, he stroked her hair.

The corners of the lips seemed to be hooked.

It seems to be enough.

At least, when he detested himself and the world, there was such a stupid woman who didn't despise him, and embraced and warmed him with her small body.

Maybe out of sympathy... out of her damn kindness...

But, at least, when he was dying, someone gave him a little warmth and kindness.

so sad...

Love?How could he one day believe in the love and kindness that the world said?
"Rong Jue, don't laugh...you get better, then mock me, and we continue to bicker... woohoo, I don't want you to die..." Seeing Rong Jue's smile like this, Jiang Linlang seemed unwilling and wanted to be relieved Yes, suddenly panicked.

"Don't cry, it's... ugly." He opened his mouth, but blood kept gushing out, and he frowned slightly, looking at the crying woman with a disfigured face, slightly disgusted.

"Woooooooo..."

"My boy, if you cry again, if this person dies without vomiting blood, you should cry to death."

A cynical and lazy voice sounded from above Jiang Linlang's head.

When she heard this voice, she was taken aback, and looked up blankly, only to see clearly that one hand was holding a jug, and the other hand was holding a piece of dogtail grass to chew in her mouth. She was wearing a white robe, but An old man with greasy hair and several small braids.

As soon as his throat choked up, he cried out, "Master! Wuwu, master, save your apprentice's husband!"

The old man was so frightened by her sound that his feet became unsteady, and he fell from mid-air and landed on his buttocks.

"Oh, you stinky girl, you scare Master as soon as you meet..." The old man, Jiang Linlang's master, Miki, covered his buttocks, blew his beard and stared at Jiang Linlang whose eyes were swollen from crying, and then Glancing at the person she was holding——

"Ah, didn't I hear that you married a prime minister? Why, married a beautiful girl?"

Even if the atmosphere didn't allow it, Mu Youran still twitched her forehead and coughed.

Mu Ting raised his eyebrows slightly, "Master, stop making trouble."

He didn't want to see his junior sister cry, even if he didn't like that Rong Jue, he didn't want his junior sister to be sad because of him.

Miki glanced at Rong Jue in Jiang Linlang's arms, leaned closer, and stroked his beard. A trace of surprise flashed in those rolling eyes, and then he returned to his cynical look.

Spit out the dog's tail grass in his mouth, picked up the jug and poured a big gulp into his mouth, then said to Mu Youran, "Little Sanzi, give this kid a heart-protecting pill."

He spoke lazily, following Rong Jue's pulse, his old fingers paused slightly, and then he winked at Jiang Linlang who was full of nervousness and expectation, "Good boy, I want to eat roast chicken and roast goose as well hot pot……"

"Okay, master, please save him quickly, this disciple will do everything for you!" Jiang Linlang laughed through tears, sniffed and nodded, looking at Rong Jue who was unconscious and half-closed eyes, finally there was a smile in her eyes meaning.

Great……

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he became powerless, and when he closed his eyes, he fell straight back.

"Junior Sister!" Mu Ting wrapped his arms around her, his cold face was unavoidably stained with worry, and picked her up.

Mu Youran also had a nervous expression on his face, "Master, let's go quickly, junior sister is unconscious!"

"Hey, hey, what about this kid!"

Seeing that the two apprentices were only concerned about Jiang Linlang, Miki stared at Rong Jue who had fainted on the ground, and screamed strangely.

Mu Youran followed Mu Ting who hurried away with Jiang Linlang in his arms, without looking back, "Master, you can find a way yourself!"

"Hey, you unfilial disciple!" Miki was so angry, but he had to put the wine pot away from his waist, helped Rong Jue up, glanced at the bamboo forest behind him from the corner of his eyes, and then, with his toes together, gently took people fly away.

(End of this chapter)