"What's the use of tying him? Our Deputy Li Wei was very hurt!" Someone in the Longhu Guard muttered in a low voice, but Yue Qiyun glanced over. Although everyone was angry, they were silent in their eyes.

Suppressing the dissatisfaction of the Dragon and Tiger Guard, Yue Qiyun frowned slightly, walked a few steps to the person who was caught by the clouds and covered in flowers. She found a small piece of dead leaves of psychedelic grass from her purse and shook it under his nose.

"What are you going to do?" Lian Yishan saw that Yue Qiyun actually ignored their existence, and walked into Yunhui's army's team in a big way, and then shouted sternly.

Seeing the man's eyes gradually faded, Yue Qiyun did not answer, but flashed his body and quickly flew out.

"I just want that person to explain the truth now and give me an explanation to my injured brother!" After she stood firm, she spoke again.

"What do you mean?" Lian Yishan really couldn't understand why Yue Qiyun came from.

"You can ask this person now, who is instructed by him, why is he lurking in your Yunhui Army?" Yue Qiyun said coldly, and walked towards the injured Li Dalong without looking back, carefully checking his injuries.

"Dalong, has he injured his internal organs?" Just now, Li Dalong was kicked out with blood, and Yue Qiyun was most afraid of him being injured.

"It should be fine." Li Dalong's expression eased a lot, but when he was breathing, his back still felt pain. He said, enduring the pain.

"Miss Yue, is this military master injured to save us? Let me treat him!"

When Yue Qiyun was worried about Li Dalong's injury, the middle-aged man who looked like a squire walked over quickly, and behind him was a little medicine boy carrying a medicine box.

"Little brother, look at my brother, is he in danger of his life?" Zhou Lang General looked at the medicine boy behind the man, and his eyes were shining brightly. He grabbed the little medicine boy's hand as if he saw a savior, and asked anxiously.

In General Zhou Lang's perception, as long as the person carrying the heavy medicine box is a Xinglin holy hand like Doctor Li, wouldn't he know that what he was holding was just a little boy, and where would he cure the disease and save the patient?

"Zhou Xingbang, please let me go and cool!" Wang Dahu couldn't bear it and pushed Zhou Lang away, driving the so-called rash man aside.

The middle-aged man disagreed with Longhu Guard's behavior, but looked at Zhou Lang, who was squeezed out of the crowd with sympathy, and then focused all his attention on Li Dalong, whose face was getting paler and paler.

He put his finger on Li Dalong's wrist to diagnose the pulse. The middle-aged squire called the medicine boy with a change of expression. He took out a roll of silver needles wrapped in silver needles from the medicine box, and quickly pulled out a few silver needles of different sizes. The needles fell to Li Dalong's chest and spine like an enclave.

Yue Qiyun looked at the squire's expression and knew that Li Dalong was seriously injured, and his heart fell straight down.

"There is a big dragon with a mistake, two mistakes, and I will definitely want all the Yunhuijun there to be buried with him!" She said silently in her heart, her eyes looking at Yunhuijun were full of murderous intent.

After the middle-aged squire pierced the acupoints around Li Dalong with silver needles, he twisted his hands and flicked them again. After working for half an hour, he wiped his head full of sweat and said with gratitude: "Fortunately, I saved me in time. If I delayed for a while, the blood stasis in this military master's body would be congested in the organs, and the consequences would be unimaginable!"

"Old doctor, what's going on with me now?" Zhou Lang General separated everyone, put his big black face in front of the middle-aged squire again, and asked anxiously. This time he finally found the doctor.

"It's okay, I'll keep it for a few days!" the middle-aged gentry smiled and stroked his beard.

"It's true?" General Zhou Lang still didn't believe it. Based on his understanding, if a martial arts practitioner is injured internally, he will be ruined in his life.

"How do you, a rash man?" The little medicine boy behind the middle-aged gentry heard this and immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know who my master is? He is a famous miracle doctor in Bianjing City! If you weren't willing to serve those officials who were not willing to serve the corpse and eat, you wouldn't have met him!"

"You...are you Mr. Qingyun, who is known as the Medical Immortal?" Yue Qiyun has lived in Bianjing since she was a child. Of course, Nengxiang heard about the strange stories in the capital. She suddenly thought of the legendary character, and then recalled his appearance as if he had just fallen needles and could not help but blurt out and debuted.

"I am a rural villager and I have been so honored to let the Miss Yue family know that she is just a little bit!" The middle-aged squire bowed and said, "The blood stasis in this military man's body has been removed by me. In half an hour, he will spit out another mouthful of black blood. After the black blood is spit out, his body will heal itself."

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Yue Qiyun confirmed the identity of the man and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It's true that the people are creeping tigers and hidden dragons!

"Thank you, Mr. Qingyun, for helping me, otherwise..." Yue Qiyun endured the words behind her, lowered her head and clenched her fists tightly.

"Miss Yue, I'm sorry, I'm saying too much. Your future is so dangerous. General Yunhui is here to stop you from his love for you!" Mr. Qingyun has been in the capital for a long time and has a very good understanding of the emperor's nature, so he advised Yue Qiyun.

"To be honest, Mr. Qingyun has no intention of living during this trip. My father has been serving the country and the people all his life, but in the end he ended up like this. As his daughter, he cannot justify his father's name in this life. How can I have a happy life?"

In a few simple sentences, Yue Qiyun expressed the voice in her heart. There was no tears in her shiny eyes, only her determination to never look back.

"Good girl! Marshal Yue has a daughter like you, and he will be in peace in the underworld!" Mr. Qingyun was moved by Yue Qiyun's tenacity, and couldn't help but look at the picturesque woman in front of him.

I saw her dark eyebrows reaching her temples, her phoenix eyes slightly raised, and her delicate black eyebrows and eyes were so heroic that she was reflected by her porcelain white skin.

When Mr. Qingyun saw Yue Qiyun's lips color, he couldn't help but frown tightly!

At this time, Yue Qiyun's lips were not as pink as before, but a slight purple-red color. Mr. Qingyun looked at her lip color, which looked a little blue-white in color, and his heart suddenly jumped.

"Miss Yue, I don't know if I have something to ask, do I ask?" Mr. Qingyun looked solemn, with a serious expression as a doctor.

"What is Mr. Qingyun's advice?" Yue Qiyun wondered, not knowing why this gentleman looked at him like this.

"Miss has often felt heartbroken in recent days?" Qingyun looked at Yue Qiyun with a look of sympathy in his eyes.
Chapter completed!