Lanling covered the moon

Chapter 284

Zimo carried Gao Zhan who was in a coma on his back, the yellow sand was long and the road ahead was difficult.

Fortunately, the place where they are now is probably the edge of this desert, but after walking for a while, they saw a patchwork of quaint farmhouses.The village is not big, but it is enough to cover yourself.

Fortunately, there is a destination, which supports Zimo to continue walking.Otherwise, he would feel dizzy if he walked a few more steps, let alone carry this heavy burden on his back!

Feeling disgusted in his heart, he staggered slightly, Gao Zhan on his back lowered his head, and his long hair swept over Zimo's eyes.Sighing, Zi Mo straightened up, weighed the man on his back, and the face of the man on his back rested weakly next to Zi Mo's face. He just turned his eyes slightly, and saw that the man had nothing on his back. Bloody lips and scabbed blood clots at the corners of the mouth. . . . . .

My heart tightened, and I didn't even feel that my pace quickened.

He himself was bleeding too much and was dizzy, but looking at Gao Zhan, he didn't seem to be caused by blood loss.This person has always been in poor health, so he has to find a place to stay quickly.

Not knowing where the strength came from, Zimo headed all the way towards the village. The two men both had a strong bloody aura and wounds on their bodies. The farmer surnamed Wang probably wouldn't open the door to welcome them in.

"Oh, this sand bandit is really frightening. Don't be sad, my lord. If the goods are hijacked, it will be regarded as a waste of money to prevent disasters. If you can survive, it is a great blessing, right?!" Granny Wang was very enthusiastic and took in After killing the two of them, he comforted Zimo.

Zimo glanced at Gao Zhan lying on the bed. Although his body was covered in blood, he was unstoppably rich and honorable. He said he was a merchant who was robbed, so he looked a little like him.With a relieved smile, he asked the mother-in-law: "Grandma, is there a doctor from the pharmacy here? My brother's injury still needs a good bazaar."

"Naturally, of course, it is necessary to heal well. But... we are poor here, son, to tell you the truth, the only doctor closed his shop a few years ago and went to the bustling town to make a living, no. ... If some of us farmers feel unwell, we usually pick some herbs in the wild and use them. If not, we go to the town to see the doctor. It's so late..."

"Mother-in-law, it's not too difficult for others. It's very kind of you to let my brother and I rest at your place for a night. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Zimo couldn't help but thank the old man who took him in.

"You're welcome, son. When I saw you, I felt that you are a kind person. Good people will be rewarded. Your elder brother will be fine." The mother-in-law smiled, left some food, and said that someone knocked on the outside of the wooden house. It was the host of the house who had boiled the water at Zimo's request.

"My lord, the house is simple and simple, just make do with it." The host was very kind, he came in with a wooden bucket, rubbed his hands and said.Looking at the indescribably beautiful man in front of them, both the old couple felt that the walls of their house that were plastered with lime suddenly became brighter.

"My lord, there are not many medicines for sores, you should use them first! Here, you need to bandage your hand." The old lady looked at Zi Mo's right hand with distress. It's really a pity that the muscles and veins fell and something went wrong. . . . . .

Seeing the pity in the mother-in-law's eyes, Zimo smiled and nodded.

After the second elder went out, only he and Gao Zhan were left in the room.The wick of the oil lamp was burning, and the surroundings were eerily quiet for a while.For some reason, Zimo turned around intuitively and went to the bedside, leaned down and put his ear on Gao Zhan's chest to listen carefully, with a solemn expression and great concern.

. . . . . .After a while, he let out a long breath and sat limply on the edge of the bed.Exhausted, the sudden suffocation in his heart at that moment made him seem to be drained of his remaining strength.

"Why...Are you afraid that I will die?" His voice was dry, like a voice rubbed by ice slag.Gao Zhan's sudden words startled Zi Mo, and he turned his head suddenly, but the pale face was not the dying face that a patient should have.Even though the proud eyebrows were not sharp, they still had an expression of arrogance, as if his panic and all kinds of forgetfulness just now were caught in his eyes.

Zimo was originally full of sadness, but now seeing this person awake, he should be happy.However, Gao Zhan, who was pale and covered in blood on his upper body clothes, did not look like a weak person who needed others to take care of him!The corners of his mouth curled up, a smile that was not a smile, and the mischief in his eyes rose spontaneously, making one wonder what the hell he was up to!

For some reason, Zi Mo felt angry when he saw that this man was about to die.He hurriedly restrained himself from being distracted and worried, snorted coldly, and simply turned around and ignored him.He sat down at the small wooden table in the middle of the room where the four legs were not stable. There was food provided by Grandma Wang. Although it was simple tea and light food, Zimo ate very deliciously.

My stomach was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back, and the sound of talking suddenly disappeared in the room, instead there was the sound of eating with great relish.Creaking, creaking, clacking, people's appetite was greatly stimulated, and there was even the sound of swallowing saliva unconsciously.

. . . . . .The steamed bun that Zimo was eating stopped at his mouth.Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to him, but this injured patient was so greedy that he was drooling, and it seemed that he couldn't bear to ignore him.

Why. . . . . .After moving his body, Zimo handed a steamed bun to the man.

"Eat." Zi Mo said kindly.Seeing that Gao Zhan couldn't reach it with his hands, he moved the bench closer to the bed.

"Hey."

"what?"

"Hello." Gao Zhan said concisely, with burning eyes.Fearing that the wooden stake would not be able to understand, he opened his mouth wide with difficulty, the complacent and taken-for-granted expression in his eyes was so shocking that his soul flew into the sky, and there was no sound for a long time.

Finger marks were pinched out of the steamed bun in his hand. If it wasn't for Gao Zhan's miserable situation at the moment, Zi Mo should have kneaded this man into the shape of dough.

But when he moved his gaze down to the deep and exposed wound on Gao Zhan's shoulder, he still gasped.The blood that flowed out was dry and scabbed, and the clothes made of material were also stuck to the skin. Looking at it this way, it looked like bones.

"Just this time, don't make another example." Zimo said these words dryly, seeing Gao Zhan's eyes smiling like Xinyue.On his face, which was always cloudy and uncertain, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Reluctantly holding tea and dry food and slowly feeding, Gao Zhan's eyes were shining, and his reflection was completely in them.

If this person had such a bit of innocence on weekdays, he wouldn't be so annoying to him.However, who knows which one is Gao Zhan's true nature, naive, evil, or a combination of it like this, without any violation.

I don't know whether Gao Zhan's eyes are too harsh, or the rough tea and dry rice really make Gao Zhan, who is used to eating imperial food, find it hard to swallow. The meal is eaten very slowly.The tip of Zimo's nose was gradually dripping with sweat. He raised his eyes to look at Gao Zhan, and still stared at him closely, regardless of what was stuffed in his mouth.

"Not tasty?" Zi Mo asked him.

"Huh? Hmm... No, it's delicious." Gao Zhan seemed to have just recovered, nodded slowly and then shook his head quickly, the reluctance and embarrassment in it made Zi Mo suddenly feel better.

"Heh, I can't taste anything in my mouth, it's delicious." Looking at this person, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.After tidying up the food boxes, I saw the bath water beside me.I frowned, this time I'm a little troublesome. . . . . .

My hands have been cleaned by the mother-in-law Wang, and then bandaged with medicine.But there is still Gao Zhan's wounds to deal with.I can't go on the road tomorrow in this bloody suit!When Zimo thought of this, he was in trouble. . . . . .

"What's wrong?" Gao Zhan keenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit stiff.Chang Gong's face was red, as if he was wondering why.

"...Can the body be cleaned by itself? If so, I will help..."

"No." Gao Zhan answered quickly, cutting off Zimo's retreat by taking the first step.Then he looked at Chang Gong's red ears with a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Reluctantly turned his head and sighed, Zimo thought he was stupid.

There was no way, I soaked the veil with warm water and dried it, and then stood there in a daze, somewhat embarrassed.

Gao Zhan was lying on the bed waiting anxiously, looking at the motionless Chang Gong, he raised his eyebrows weakly and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? This is not the first time you have seen my body!"

In a word, Zimo almost dripped blood on his face again.It's not that he's hypocritical, it's that this person's face is too thick, and he already has no strength to fight back.

Helping Gao Zhan to sit up, he slowly loosened his skirt.Zimo didn't dare to look directly at the bloody place. This is really not the style of a general who goes in and out of the battlefield.

Fenghuang's knife cut really hard, and he didn't dare to forcefully pull off his clothes, but used a sharp weapon to cut open the place where the flesh adhered little by little, and then took off Gao Zhan's bloody robe.Tore to the deepest part of the wound, even the fingertips trembled slightly, not daring to use force.

. . . . . . "Hurry up and bandage me, anyway, sooner or later, I will have to suffer like this!" Gao Zhan's eyes signaled him to do it, and before he could finish speaking, Zi Mo quickly covered the bloodiest part with lightning speed. The piece of cloth was torn off, and with a muffled groan, Gao Zhan raised his head and leaned firmly on Zimo's shoulder, his fingers pinched until his knuckles turned white.

Panting quickly, Zimo couldn't help but look at his face, afraid that he would poke out in pain again.Seeing Gao Zhan's body trembling, he subconsciously wrapped his arms around his body tightly, and put his head against the back of his neck, as if to give him some support.

The wind passed through the tattered window lattice, and the oil lamp blew loudly. For some reason, Zimo hugged the man tightly, for fear that he would be cold.

With a squeak, the flame of the wick was blown out, and Zimo woke up suddenly. He murmured that he was going to add some lamp oil and wanted to turn around and leave.

In the darkness, Zimo's wrist was tightened vigorously and pulled back.Unsteady, he fell into a cold but determined embrace.

Zimo was worried about pressing the wound on Gao Zhan's body, and pushed away with his hands, but was locked even more desperately by the man.

"You don't want to die, what if the shoulder injury hurts the muscles and bones?" Zi Mo's complaints were all concerns.

"Did you choose me?" Gao Zhan buried his head in Zimo's neck, and took a deep breath, as if this is the only way to survive.

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Computer crashed, less writing, sorry