Chapter 25 Chapter twenty-fifth Youren Zhizhen, broken prison sentence

everything's ready. Yan Wei quickly cut off the man's clothes, dipped the sackcloth in water, and cleaned the wound on his back.Stick wounds, whip wounds, layer upon layer, criss-cross, can't find a single piece of intact skin, and there are even a few, which are obviously scratches from swords, the calf is swollen thicker than the thigh, those wounds lightly touch , Yellow water and pus and blood flowed out, and in just a moment, the piece of linen was soaked and thrown into the copper mirror, and the water in the mirror instantly turned pink, like a strange flower blooming. Although the smell of blood was pungent, Yan Wei didn't feel any annoyance at this time, and only focused on healing her wounds.

The person in front of him seemed to overlap with the Li Qichen in his memory.A year and a half ago, when they met for the first time in life, even though their eyes were full of blood and scars, Yan Wei knew that as long as she did her best, she could open up a new life for him.And at this moment, even if the person in front of him healed his current injury, there might be more serious injuries and more tortures waiting for him... After all the wounds on his back were taken care of, Yan Wei put a clean linen cloth on the side of this person, called the two eunuchs for help, and turned him over.Although the eunuch was very careful, he still touched the wound, and a low moan came, and the man seemed to wake up.

When the person turned over, Yan Wei couldn't help exclaiming, the injury on the front of the person was far worse than that on the back.Flesh wounds were fine, both knees were bloody, bruised and swollen very high, and the white broken bones pierced through the flesh and exposed them.There is a sword wound on the left leg and right rib, and the bone can be seen in the depth.The chest was deeply sunken, probably more than one rib was broken. It was the first time for Yan Wei to see such a serious torture injury, and she couldn't help feeling palpitations.It seems that what "father" said was true, all Li Qichen suffered were muscle injuries, except for the leg bones, no bones were injured, let alone internal organs, it was already the lightest punishment.Before "father" took him into the prison to heal the wounded prisoners, I am afraid that he had a choice... He thought he had seen hell on earth, but he didn't know that the tragedy he saw today was ten times worse than hell.

At that moment, Yan Wei didn't neglect her, and pressed lightly on the man's chest, wanting to detect the broken ribs, but as soon as her hand touched the man's skin, that place collapsed like snow, and only Hearing the man groan, a lot of blood froth came out of his mouth and nose, and he passed out again. Yan Wei hurriedly took the sackcloth and wiped the man's mouth and nose to prevent his breath from being suffocated.After the blood was wiped away from the man's face, a face with clear eyebrows and eyes appeared, and Yan Wei couldn't help being stunned. "Zhao Lei!" These two words rolled between Yan Wei's lips and teeth, and finally restrained herself from uttering them.

Yan Wei only met Zhao Lei twice, the first time in a hurry, the second time at dusk, and the next morning when she said goodbye, so she didn't have a deep impression of his face.Just now he fell on the ground, only half of his face could be seen, and it was covered with blood and scars, so he didn't recognize him for a while.In Yan Wei's memory, the clearest thing is Zhao Lei's back, drawing his sword to block his back in front of the maggot-covered corpse in the deserted village. How could it be him? ! Yan Wei made up her mind, took out the needle bag in her bosom, pulled out the needle, washed it briefly, and stabbed Zhao Lei's Neiguan, Hegu, Zhongzhu, Yuji, Waiguan, Houxi, Quchi, Shaoshang in sequence. Points; pierce Zusanli, Taichong, Neiting, Fuliu, Shangjuxu, Lidui, and Yongquan points on the lower body to relieve pain.Because he was afraid of touching his internal injuries, he avoided the big hole between his chest and abdomen.

Yan Wei finished these few stitches, wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, and said casually to one of the eunuchs: "He has a broken rib and needs a splint, find some bamboo pieces, if not, the old slips and slips will also be used." It is useful, but it must be cleaned." Pointing to the copper mirrors, he said to another eunuch, "Pour these out, and then replace with new water, the water temperature should be lukewarm." As soon as the two eunuchs went out, Yan Wei hurriedly took the needle again, and pierced Zhao Lei's three big acupoints, Yintang, Baihui, and Renzhong, one by one.Zhao Lei let out a low moan and woke up.

Yan Wei leaned close to Zhao Lei's ear and said softly, "Zhao Lei, I'm Yan Wei." Zhao Lei nodded weakly, and only blinked twice to indicate that he heard it. "Do you have something to say to me?" Yan Wei asked softly again. Zhao Lei raised his right hand with difficulty and pulled out the wooden hairpin on his head. Such a simple movement seemed to exhaust all his strength.Zhao Lei gasped for a moment, held the wooden hairpin horizontally in his palm, and secretly exerted force, as if he wanted to snap it off, but because of his finger injury, he couldn't use the strength, and the wooden hairpin didn't move.

When Yan Wei saw it, she quickly took over the wooden hairpin. She saw that the wooden hairpin was short and thick, and seemed to be made of paulownia wood. A pungent aroma came. Yan Wei picked it up and saw that it was a small piece of incense. "Did Young Master Su send you here?" Yan Wei asked. Zhao Lei blinked again. "Can you tell me anything?" Yan Wei asked again. Zhao Lei opened his mouth, and made a few muffled sounds from his throat, but he couldn't say a word, and another line of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, this time it was fresh blood, not blood foam.

Yan Wei was startled, and hurriedly opened Zhao Lei's mouth lightly. Upon seeing it, her face turned pale with shock.There was only half of the tongue left in the mouth, and it seemed that he had been given medicine to stop the bleeding, but beads of blood still oozed out slowly. Yan Wei couldn't bear it any longer, tears streaming down her face, she moved her palm to Zhao Lei's right hand, choked up and said, "Write it on my palm." Zhao Lei raised his hand with difficulty, dipped his fingertips on the blood on the ground, and wrote the word "escape" in blood red on Yan Wei's hand, but couldn't hold on any longer, tilted his head, and passed out again.

Yan Wei took Zhao Lei's pulse, and seeing that it was still stable, she dipped her hand flat into the warm water of Tongjian, and strands of blood escaped from her palm, sinking to the bottom of the water like strands of cigarette smoke.Can't escape the palm, can't escape the water, the blood is melted by the water, there is no trace, the water still looks clear, it doesn't look like the blood that has been drunk at all. Yan Wei stuffed the incense deeply into her hair again, and then smoothed her hair without leaving any traces. With a bang, the door was pushed open, Yan Wei slowly raised her head, it was Long Yang who entered first, followed by the two eunuchs.

"What are you doing?!" Long Yang grabbed Yan Wei's arm and pulled her up. "Of course I'm saving people." Yan Wei looked into Long Yang's eyes and said calmly. Long Yang glanced around and saw that Zhao Lei was still unconscious and there was nothing unusual around him, so he stared at Yan Wei and asked sharply, "Why are you crying?" "Why can't I cry! I've seen a lot of torture, and I've been subjected to it myself, but I've never seen anything like this! Whipping, sticking, sticks, and fingers are all aimed at the insignificant parts of people's buttocks, backs, and limbs. It is to save the life of the criminal, so that the confession can be kept and the canonical punishment! How can there be severe punishment between the chest and abdomen? How can anyone cut off the tongue? You are not asking for a confession, it is clearly torture!" Yan Wei Stretching out his hands angrily, the scars on his fingers were still clearly visible. Long Yang said angrily: "Are you talking to me? Are you not afraid of death?!" Yan Wei raised her head and said, "I'm not afraid." Long Yang sneered: "Then... you are not afraid that I will torture you like this?" Yan Wei was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, and after a while, said softly: "I'm afraid..." After Yan Wei said this fear, she suddenly felt empty in her heart, as if something important had been taken away.After persisting for so long, after all... I still bowed my head, after all, I was still afraid of the pain of torture... It is really ridiculous for a hostage to talk about dignity under a low eaves.It is also a matter of saying that people let you have dignity, and let you have no dignity. Long Yang snorted lightly, and changed his tone: "Are you still so bold?" Yan Wei still lowered her head, not looking at Longyang, but slowly replied: "Some things, even if you are afraid, you have to do them, and there are some things, even if you are afraid, you have to say them..." Although the voice was low, but all the time Every word is very clear.If you don't say anything, it's really a complete failure... Long Yang was stunned for a moment, then asked again: "When will he recover?" His voice was already very peaceful. Yan Wei shook her head and said: "His torture is too heavy, his ribs are broken and his lungs have been injured, and it will take three days to determine life and death. Within thirty days, no more torture is allowed. It will take three months if he is basically safe. But even If he survived, he would already be a useless person..." Long Yang paced back and forth anxiously, and said angrily: "Then you can treat it here! If you can't cure it, don't go out for a day!" After saying that, he went out with a flick of his sleeves. After treating all of Zhao Lei's wounds, Yan Wei was exhausted. Regardless of the dirt on the ground, she sat down with her knees hugged, not wanting to move a single step.He had been kneeling and sitting for several hours, his knees were soaked with two thick blood stains, like two glaring flowers.The lice and fleas gathered around, but Yan Wei didn't seem to see her, her heart was only concerned about Zhao Lei's injury, and her eyes were only on Zhao Lei's face. The two eunuchs were busy cleaning up, but they never wanted to leave Yan Wei and Zhao Lei alone again, presumably they were ordered by Long Yang. The sore stick in Jiang Guo Palace is a ready-made medicine, but it is a powder. Although the effect of reducing swelling and reducing fever is not as good as Huayu ointment, it has a miraculous effect when dried.Zhao Lei's wound no longer gushed yellow water, and there was a slight sign of scabbing.It must be because the air in Jiang country is humid, and the first priority must be to dry it, otherwise the wound will easily fester and pus. It really depends on time and place, and the medicine must be adjusted at any time... As soon as Yan Wei changed her mind, she secretly smiled wryly, thinking that she was still thinking about pharmacology and medical theory at this moment. Can Zhao Lei survive today?What will happen to my own life... If I can't cure Zhao Lei, I can't go out, so is the stop in front of the door the last time I saw the blue sky and white clouds in this life? The word "escape" has already clearly stated that Yang Guo is about to raise troops, and Zhao Lei must have been sent by Young Master Sui to escort him out... What exactly is Long Yang asking?How much does he know... If Zhao Lei is in good health, will he continue to be tortured?Then, if you save him yourself, won't you push him into hell again... If Zhao Lei dies, will Long Yang turn to torture himself... How can you save Zhao Lei?How can I get myself out of trouble?Yan Wei's heart was in a mess.