Chapter 22: Don’t Be a Human Shield

Lingjun ran all the way and carried Zhengze back to the inn. Zigui, who was holding a sword and guarding outside Lin'er's room, looked at them in surprise as they stepped forward.

Ling Jun ordered in a deep voice: "Zi Gui, take Lin'er and return to the East China Sea quickly."

Zi Gui was stunned and said : "Master, what are you..."

"Don't ask any more questions, take Lin'er and leave immediately!" Ling Jun ordered.

"Yes!" Zigui immediately understood the current situation and said no more. He entered the room, hugged Lin'er in his arms, and came out to say goodbye to Lingjun, "Master, be careful."

Lingjun nodded and watched Zigui go away with Lin'er sleeping in his arms.

Ge Xianweng, who got up in the middle of the night to look for a late-night snack, walked out of his room unsteadily. When he saw Lingjun and the others looking embarrassed, he shook his head:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk , I said you young people, can you calm down a little bit? My medicine is also very precious, okay? tsk tsk -"

Before the remaining words "tsk" came out of his mouth, the others were already dragged into the regular room by Ling Jun.

"Ge Xianweng, please save Zhengze." Lingjun carefully laid Zhengze on his back on the bed, looked at Zhengze 's pale face with his eyes closed , turned around and bowed his hands to Ge Xianweng, making a solemn request.

The silent panic and fear made Lingjun 's eyes well up with warmth. This feeling was both strange and familiar.

"No , no, no , no, Yun Zhongjun, please don't be so polite to me. Even if you don't tell me, I will definitely diagnose and treat Mr. Si Luxing." Ge Xianweng waved his hand and immediately sat down in front of the bed with a solemn expression.

I saw Ge Xianweng carefully inspecting Zhengze's injuries, with surprise and surprise in his eyes . When his pulse was detected , he groaned again.

"Xianweng, what's wrong with him?" Lingjun looked at Ge Xianweng and said nothing, panic rising in his heart.

"It's strange, look at the wounds on Si Lu's body. It would take ten days and a half months to heal. But after I looked carefully, I found that these wounds had healed and scabbed on their own..." Ge Xianweng murmured to himself, and stretched out his hand to clean Zheng Ze. Check his pulse carefully.

"Yes, Si Lu Xingjun is an immortal body born with the ability to heal itself! Yun Zhongjun, don't worry, Si Lu is fine now. He just lost too much blood and fell into a coma. He will be nursed back to health in a few days. Then you can recover." Ge Xianweng's eyes were sure.

never mind? It's only been less than an hour since he suffered a chest injury. He's fine. He's just in a coma?

Lingjun stared at Ge Xianweng in disbelief, and Ge Xianweng nodded at him.

Lingjun looked at Zhengze, who was still unconscious on the bed, feeling shocked and confused.

"I have been practicing medicine for thousands of years, and I have never seen with my own eyes such a physique that can heal itself after being injured! This kind of physique is unique. In all my life, I have only heard of that... "

Ge Xianweng stared at Zhengze on the bed with bright eyes, his tone was extremely excited, and he was about to talk endlessly. Zhengze, who was unconscious on the bed, woke up and interrupted Ge Xianweng:

"Immortal..."

"Si Lu, are you awake? How are you? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? What do you want to eat? Let me see how your injury is..." Ge Xianweng pushed Lingjun away, and helped Zhengze up with a thump. After asking him everything he wanted to ask, his eyes glowed like a wolf's green light.

Lingjun watched all this speechlessly.

Zhengze shook his head, looked at Lingjun with a pale face, and said to Ge Xianweng: "Xianweng, can you please..."

Only then did Ge Xianweng react belatedly. He quickly stood up and made room for the seat next to Zhengze. As he exited the room, he chuckled and said, "You two have a chat for a while. Si Lu, I'll go give it to you." Cook some medicine that nourishes qi and blood."

After listening to Ge Xianweng's words, Zhengze's pale face finally gained some color.

The door closed with a bang. Lingjun hugged Zhengze and was about to speak when a white head suddenly stuck out from the middle of the door:

"I forgot to explain just now. You two are just talking. Please don't play exciting anymore! Si Lu, you are still weak in energy and blood now , but don't empty your body. Yun Zhongjun Do you want to..."

Lingjun picked up a shoe in front of the bed and hit the head.

"Pah -" The shoe hit the crack of the door that was almost closed.

The corners of Zhengze's lips curled up, and there was some helplessness in his eyes.

"Daughter-in-law, do you still feel pain?" Ling Jun carefully hugged Zhengze from behind and asked.

Zhengzhe cut Lingjun with a glance, but Lingjun turned a blind eye.

"It's not serious." Zhengze said, but his voice was a little weak.

"Ge Xianweng said that you can recover on your own after being injured..." Lingjun hesitated, "But is it true?"

Zhengze nodded in Lingjun's arms .

Lingjun saw that the person in his arms was willing to lean on his arms, but there was no joy in his heart.

" Where's Lin'er ?" Zhengze asked.

"I asked Zigui to take him back to the East China Sea overnight. Now I know how dangerous this trip is, and Lin'er can no longer follow us..." Ling Jun said.

Masanori nodded.

"Why don't you let me kill the female demon ? Her vitality is in chaos now, so she can be destroyed in one fell swoop." Ling Jun asked.

Zhengze shook his head and said "can't kill", but did not give Lingjun a reason.

The room fell into silence for a moment, and the scent of ambergris lingered in Lingjun's nose.

Lingjun sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Zhengze raised his eyes and looked at Lingjun.

Lingjun didn't speak, he gently pressed his head against Zhengze's head, looked at the ground in front of the bed, and said softly:

"Daughter-in-law, don't use yourself as a human shield in the future... Even if you can't die, you will still feel pain... If you feel pain, so will I..."

The man in his arms was silent.

Lingjun held his hand tighter, and the delicious ambergris aroma on his body became a little stronger.

"Promise me, okay?"

After a long time, a soft response gently floated out from Lingjun's arms:

"good."

"Come on, come on, Si Lu, drink this bowl of medicine first. Later, I will help you stew a pot of blood-tonifying ginseng soup..." The door opened with a creak, and Ge Xianweng stood upright with the bowl of medicine in his hand. About to rush in, I raised my head and closed the door with a bang:

"I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything. You continue to chat, continue to chat, and I go to make soup again..."

Lingjun picked up the other shoe in front of the bed and smashed it against the door with a "pop" sound.

"You smashed all my shoes. How will I get out of bed later?" Zhengze looked at Lingjun . Unlike before, there was a faint smile in his eyes.

"Then don't get out of bed, I will serve you forever!" Lingjun kicked off his shoes, hugged Zhengze and lay down together, carefully burying his head in his chest:

"Wife, when you were on my back and couldn't wake me up no matter how hard you called me, I was really scared..." As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Jun felt something hot flowing down his eyes.

After a moment of silence, the person next to him did not push him away as usual. Instead, he slowly put his hands around him from behind and gently hugged him back.