Back Off, Let Me Come

Chapter 1106 Chapter 1106: Broken arm [asking for monthly votes]

 Qishan came in a hurry.

　　I could recognize Shen Tang among the four at a glance from a distance.

Of course, I also saw the sadness and pain she showed when looking at the ruins.

 He couldn't help but slow down his pace.

The steps became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped two feet away from Shen Tang, quietly waiting for Shen Tang to speak out and ask for accountability. Qishan believed that he was partly responsible for the losses in Shangnan County. If he had been more vigilant, perhaps when the Lord came up, he wouldn't have seen so much devastation. The Lord is so frugal that he cannot bear to see any waste, let alone the destruction of a prosperous palace?

 It only takes a day or even half a day to destroy it, but it takes an unknown amount of effort to restore it to its former glory.

 Half of the population of Shangnan County is gathered here.

 More than half of it was destroyed, which meant that those people were homeless.

 The cold wind mixed with smoke and dust howled over the ruins, and it took Shen Tang a long time to recover. As soon as Qishan's aura appeared, she knew it was him coming, but she just didn't understand why Qishan didn't step forward. He didn't move, and neither did she, secretly competing for concentration.

 In the end, Shen Tang moved first.

  She turned around and called: "Yuan Liang?"

The moment Shen Tang’s eyes fell on Qi Shan, his voice stopped abruptly. Bai Su and others felt their eyes blurred as Shen Tang ducked and approached Qi Shan, raising her hand to grab his sleeve. The sleeve on the right was actually empty. Shen Tang felt like his brain had been hit by a hammer, his thoughts were confused, and it seemed as if his heart had skipped a beat.

 She heard herself asking sharply: "Where is your right hand?"

The murderous intent was so strong that even the rats dozens of feet away were frightened.

Qi Shan was also faced with Shen Tang's murderous intention for the first time. He couldn't help but froze for a moment. Then he realized what he was doing and tried to take back the sleeve that Shen Tang had grasped into dried pickled vegetables. I pulled it, but it didn’t move.

He softened his voice and said, "Lord, let go first."

Shen Tang’s brows were almost knotted into a knot.

“Qi Yuanliang, let me ask you what happened to your right hand!”

Qishan saw that Shen Tang was resolute and would not give up until he got an answer. His murderous intention was still rising wildly, so he had no choice but to comfort him with soft words. There was so much movement here that even the patrolling soldiers were alerted: "The sword on the battlefield has no eyes, but it's just a temporary missing arm. It's not a problem. It won't be a big inconvenience once you get used to it. When the doctor Xinglin comes over, it will be restored to its original state in a few days." ”

 “The sword has no eyes on the battlefield?”

Shen Tang stared at that sleeve.

The battle report sent by Shangnan did not mention Qi Shan’s injury. Without Doctor Xinglin, Qi Yuanliang would have been permanently disabled this time! Shen Tang was really angry about this, and tried to suppress the raging anger with reason: "You lied to me? Are you reporting good news or not bad news?"

 She hates hiding things the most!

"There's nothing going on here, you can go elsewhere." Qishan wanted to explain, but when he saw several teams of patrol soldiers approaching to form a formation to defend themselves against the enemy, he could only send them away first. The Lord did not take the initiative to reveal his identity at this moment. It would be embarrassing if the soldiers treated him as an enemy and surrounded him. After driving the people away, he turned back to Shen Tang and gave a flattering smile, "How about we discuss somewhere else?"

Shen Tang gave Qishan a hard look.

Swallowing the words of concern, he pretended to be harsh: "Lead the way."

Qi Shan and Shen Tang have known each other for many years, and this is the first time he has been so cruel to her. However, he can only apologize and accept it, but he scolds Chu Yao **** in his heart - Is Chu Wuhui dead? Didn’t he hint to him to delay as much time as possible and never let the Lord come up to the south? As a result, the Lord not only came, but also brought three people with him. Is this different from running out alone?

Your Majesty, just going out with this kind of pomp is the same as not following anyone.

While cursing his colleagues in his heart, he subconsciously ignored the idea that Jimo Qiu and the other two people should be tied together so that thousands of troops and horses could come and go freely.

 Qi Shan took Shen Tang and four others to a simple tent.

This tent is a few sizes larger than the others.

 Judging from the ruins and broken walls at the feet, the original site should be a luxurious mansion, the owner of which was either rich or noble. Shen Tang kept a sullen face all the way, and bad thoughts rushed into her mind. Based on his understanding of Qi Yuanliang over the years, if it was not inevitable, he would not easily let himself see his true situation, and would only delay him as long as he could.

As long as Doctor Xinglin comes over, it will not be difficult to recover from the broken arm. Even if she later learns that Qi Shan had broken his arm, he can find an excuse to coax him over. That he had to come only proved that others were worse off. Thinking of this, Shen Tang felt even more annoyed.

 “Where is Fang Yan?”

There are also Xinglin doctors in Shangnan County.

Fang Yan can’t help Qishan recover?

Qishan was still thinking about how to appease the angry Lord. At first glance, she hit the nail on the head, and the language system almost stopped working. Seeing that he couldn't conceal it, Qi Shan had no choice but to tell the truth: "Fang Yan was also seriously injured. Moreover, things have their own priorities. It's just that losing an arm is not fatal, so he was asked to stay close to the others. I gave Feng Yan Luo sent a letter asking Qin Gongsu to borrow a doctor."

 The borrowed Xinglin doctor should be arriving soon.

 Given another three to five days of praying for good deeds, everything will be as before.

Shen Tang understood the underlying meaning of his words and gouged him hard.

 “Okay, okay, I’m here at an unlucky time.”

Qi Shan was stared at so that he felt guilty and unreasonable, and he remained silent.

Shen Tang was so angry that his brain ached. "Qi Yuanliang, are you the master, or am I the master? You have the ability to hide it, but you don't have the courage to confess it frankly? Your mouth was taken away, why are you mute?" ? If someone cuts off your arm and you hide it from me, will you also hide it from me and wait for you to fake your body when someone cuts off your head? "

 Praying for good is just a matter of bowing your head and accepting it.

Shen Tang looked at his sleeve and felt it was dazzling.

After a while, Qi Shan accepted his fate and closed his eyes and said: "The arm was not cut off by others, it was Shan who cut it off himself."

"yourself?"

 It was indeed Qishan who did it himself.

 If it is not cut off at that time, it may become infected and suppurate and you may die.

Shangnan County was severely damaged and various medicinal materials were in short supply. Qi Shan’s arm was shattered and fractured. It was also struck by lightning and could not be cured without cutting it off. Fang Yan then suggested that he just cut it off and let the Xinglin doctor treat it before it could grow back.

 The weapons used by the two armies in battle were all made of materials.

 Just a scratch can cause infection.

 If the severity is not serious, brave warriors can survive it relying on their physical fitness, while ordinary soldiers have a higher casualty rate. The same was true for the injury on Qi Yuanliang's arm. The arrow that pricked him was either coated with gold juice or poisonous powder extracted from plant ores.

 Humbling off one’s arm is also a matter of survival.

With a ruthless heart, he took matters into his own hands.

Apart from the inconveniences in his life these days, he doesn't think the broken arm has much impact. Can Dr. Xinglin of Kangguo allow him to remain a one-armed man for the rest of his life? The broken arm is only temporary. Compared with life, everything else is trivial. She didn't want the Lord to see her, but he was also worried that she had lost her rationality. This was especially fatal during the war between the two countries. However, my colleagues did not help me and did not hide it.

Qi Shan knew that he would be criticized for saying this, so he chose to stay silent.

 He clearly knows his advantages.

Therefore, when Shen Tang was still about to curse, Qi Shan's brows seemed to be pulled tightly by pain. He subconsciously wanted to raise his left hand to cover the wound. Before he touched it, he remembered that there was no arm at this position. His left hand fell stiffly and hurt. His thoughts were suppressed by him. He looked pitiful, like a porcelain doll that had been ravaged and persecuted. If Shen Tang made a louder voice, he would be broken into pieces.

Even though Shen Tang was very angry, he still put it out.

Step forward and want to touch but dare not: "The stump still hurts?"

Qishan lowered his head slightly: "Yeah, a little bit."

 It’s hard to get used to losing an arm.

Shen Tang saw that blood seemed to be slowly oozing out of his stump, and there was no thought of settling the score: "When will the Xinglin doctor arrive?"

Qishan’s lips turned white: “I don’t know.”

Shen Tang looked at him with mist in his eyes. “Send someone to pick them up immediately…”

Qishan was about to say no, when he noticed a shadow falling above his head. He looked up and saw that the owner of the shadow was the high priest of Jimo. Jimo Qiu blinked his eyes, his eyes seemed a little disappointed and aggrieved: "Your Highness, why don't you let me try?"

Jimo Qiu spoke, and Shen Tang remembered that he was there.

The high priest has a wide range of interests, and his attainments in witchcraft and medicine are also high.

She was delighted: "Okay, okay, come and show him."

 Qishan was somewhat avoidant of Jimoqiu.

By this time, Shen Tang and others had been driven out.

Jimo Qiu asked: "Does the Qi Zhong Shu conceal illness and avoid medical treatment?"

Qishan said: "Not really."

 He was just afraid that Shen Tang would turn over old scores if he got better all of a sudden.

Anyway, it’s not just a day or two to break an arm, why not delay it for another day and a half, let him suffer miserably, and make the Lord feel more distressed. Wouldn’t the matter of him reporting good things but not bad things be over? It's just that it's a bit embarrassing to say this thought, he is not thick-skinned enough.

Qi Shan has always known that the rebirth of a severed limb is miraculous, but this is the first time he has experienced it personally. The time for reshaping a severed limb is related to the volume and position of the limb. The larger the volume, the more important the location, the more complex the structure, and the longer it takes. The new-born limbs are as soft and fragile as a baby at first, and it takes three to five months for them to become the same as the original ones. When the afterglow of the setting sun outside was about to fade, Qi Shan put two hands of different skin colors and the same size together and looked at them carefully: "It's indeed magical, but I'm not very skilled..."

The right hand has very little strength and the grip is weak.

Jimo Qiu put away his magical power and said, "It will be fine in two days."

 The newly installed limb requires getting used to.

Qishan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still convenient."

The biggest trouble with missing an arm is the inconvenience. He is not left-handed, and his left hand is far less flexible than his right, which affects his food, clothing, housing and transportation. Thinking of the master outside the tent gave me an even bigger headache.

 There is no choice but to divert the trouble to the east.

 Let the attention of the Lord be taken away from yourself.

 This choice of praying for good also harmed Luan Xin.

 Luan Xin has been unconscious for much longer than he has been awake in the past few days.

He remembered that the last time he saw Qi Shan, he was struggling to handle official duties with his left hand, and always let the food run away when picking up food. This time when he saw him, his sleeves were no longer empty. Luan Xin said slowly, slowly: "How long will you be in coma this time? Is Fengluo's Xinglin doctor here?"

 Luan Xin thought that Qishan’s arm was restored by Xinglin doctor.

Qi Shan: "I have been unconscious for ten hours, and it is less than a day. The Xinglin doctor sent from Fengluo is still on the way..."

 Luan Xin’s brain processes information much slower than before.

 The wick in the lamp in the house beeped three times before he responded.

 “What about your hands?”

 “He is the high priest of Jimo.”

It took Luan Xin a while to remember who the high priest of Jimo was.

Qi Shan then added: "The Lord is also here."

 Luan Xin after a long time: “…”

A face that was pitch black but had the same facial features as his master came into view. This face was covered with hard ice. Ordinary people would be frightened to the point where their hearts would beat wildly, but Luan Xin was calm and calm. Shen Tang looked at him lying unable to move and sighed for a year.

What else can be said?

 I can only be thankful that Luan Xin’s limbs are intact.

The reason why I can't get up from lying down is because the side effects of the scribe's way are too severe. My body movements have dropped to an incredibly low speed. If my thinking and language abilities are slightly better, I can still wait for Luan Xin's response if I wait patiently for a while. This state cannot be relieved with the help of external force, and can only rely on Luan Xin's body functions to recover naturally. According to his own experience, it will take another seven or eight days to return to normal.

Shen Tang rubbed his swollen eyebrows.

“Where is Shanxiao lying down to recover from his injuries?”

Qi Shan and Luan Xin were both damaged in the battle, as was Cui Xiaoba Cheng.

 Hearing Shen Tang mention Cui Xiao, Qishan was stunned for a moment.

Shen Tang’s lips twitched: “…You must have forgotten, right?”

Cui Xiao's scribe's ways really cost people's lives at critical moments! With such a low sense of presence, if he was hit by a stray arrow or severely injured in the aftermath on the battlefield, no one would save him while he was lying on the ground. Shen Tang grabbed his hair, fearing that Cui Xiao would die like this.

A voice of resentment penetrated into Shen Tang's ears like light smoke.

　　　“Filial piety is great, and finally I was not killed by my colleagues.”

Shen Tang’s back suddenly stiffened.

Everyone was also startled by his voice and looked around.

result-

I saw a faceless scholar man holding a fan.

This man's body was covered with colorful clothes, and the strips of cloth used to bandage his wounds were very sloppy, and his technique was unprofessional at first glance. Shen Tang was better than the others. What she saw was not a faceless man, but a plain, ordinary face without any memory points, the kind that would be forgotten once you see it. If I remember correctly, Cui Xiao doesn't seem to have this face?

 “You changed your face after a fight?”

Cui Xiao was angry: "How can I change my face?"

 You have to come down from the battlefield, go to the wounded barracks to find medicine and bandages for your wounds, and beat other people to have a sense of presence. His presence has been like that of a ghost these days, but he still drags his injuries to deal with government affairs. Qi Shan, an idiot, thinks that the snail girl helped handle these things. Ah, snail is so big!

Shen Tang: “...the side effects of the scribe’s way?”

Cui Xiao sighed helplessly: "Yes."

This time it was even more serious. He followed the master for a while without being discovered. Others could not see his face. The master saw a strange face among the public. Cui Xiao didn't even know what sins he had committed in his previous life, so that he could fall into such a bad scribe's way.

Shen Tang looked at Cui Xiao for a moment and called Jimo Qiu for help without turning his head. She was afraid that when she turned around, she wouldn't be able to see Cui Xiao again. Cui Xiao waved his hand and said feebly: "Don't rush to heal the injury. Let someone get Xiao some food first."

 He has been hungry for two days.

Because the people who suffered from the disaster had to be settled, the food in the army was in urgent need, so every piece of food was arranged to go. When it was time to eat, the soldiers in the camp were like hungry ghosts reincarnated, and they wanted to lick the wooden bowls clean. Cui Xiao didn't have anything to eat every time he went there, so he had to find a way to deal with it on his own. These days were miserable, and he robbed Qi Shan of food in a rage, so he didn't starve to death.

 He bullied Qi Shan and made him one-armed and slow to eat.

  Shen Tang: “…”

 The three important ministers were each more miserable than the last.

Shen Tang felt distressed but also had doubts.

Who is the enemy that has caused them so much misery?

  (_)

Sigh, I went through more than 1,700 question bank questions and scored over 95 in the simulation every time. However, during the actual exam, I found a lot of unfamiliar questions. Fortunately, I was lucky and passed with a low score of 93. Now I have to prepare for the second course. I called the coach and the coach said that the surgery will take a few days to recover... I will try to get my driver's license before June.