Chapter 184 Sister Pan is injured
Caohua was stabbed on the lower back and blood was flowing. Just when she was unsteady on her feet, someone pulled her up and kicked the Tartar who had stabbed her several steps away.
She turned her head and saw that the person who rescued her was a dark-skinned female soldier from Taoyuan.
"Enter the city!" the female soldier said coldly.
There were tears in Caohua's eyes, "I can still..."
The female soldier blocked the long sword that was chopped in front of her and pushed her towards the city gate, "Hurry and enter the city!"
Before she could go back, another man wearing a gray coat from the Taoyuan Caravan pulled her and said, "Go back to the city!"
Caohua gritted her teeth, covered her injured lower back, and ran into the city through the big hole in the city gate.
As soon as she entered, someone in a white coat helped her into the medical tent.
"Hurry! Here comes a man with a wound in the lower back!" the medic shouted, and immediately a nurse came forward, took the grass and left.
Caohua was forced to lie on a simple iron bed in a daze. Someone lifted her clothes and sprayed something on her wounds. After a while, she felt someone fiddling with something on her lower back.
Then someone whispered "Okay", and two women carried her to the other side of the tent.
There were many injured people lying or crouching in the tent. Among them was one she recognized. It was San Ya whom she had met on the day of the sports meeting.
San Ya's arms were draped across her chest with white cloth, and her left cheek was wrapped in thick gauze. She looked so miserable.
But there was no sadness in her eyes, only regret.
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Pan Yingying's shoulder was pierced by the spear, but she seemed not to feel the pain. She threw her scimitar expressionlessly, killing the young general. Then she chopped the spear off with one blow, leaving only the spear head made of fine iron lingering on her shoulder.
After killing two more people, she felt that the spear head was quite a nuisance, so she simply reached out and pulled it off and threw it on the snow.
The blood soaked her black jacket, but she completely ignored it. She raised her knife with her left hand to block the long knife that was coming at her. She turned the scimitar in her right hand and slit the Tartar's throat with her backhand.
As the sky gradually darkened, the Tartars were unable to enter the city, but they still showed no signs of retreating.
She clenched the scimitar in her hand and continued a new round of fighting.
Yu Chaochang held a long spear in his hand and was invincible all the way. He noticed that Pan Yingying was injured, so he swept away the Tatars blocking his way and rushed over quickly.
Pan Yingying didn't even glance at him and just kept charging forward.
Yu Chaosheng didn't say much, but just cooperated with her silently.
It was not until dark that the Tatars, who were desperately attacking the city, heard the horn to retreat.
Seeing that they were about to retreat, Pan Yingying jumped onto a tall horse and threw three grenades in a row.
Yu Chaosheng took a step forward and caught her the moment she fell.
It was at this time that Yu Chaosheng discovered that Pan Yingying's face and lips had turned frighteningly pale.
In fact, he was also injured. He wanted to act coquettishly with Pan Yingying as soon as the battle was over, but he found that she was more seriously injured than him, with a big gash on her shoulder with flesh and blood protruding.
Yu Chaosheng's lips trembled, and it took him a long time to force a heart-wrenching scream from his throat.
"Hurry up! My wife is injured! Someone come!!!"
Pan Yingying: ...
She raised her hands to cover her ears, but her hands were held tightly by Yu Chaosheng.
He rolled his eyes in annoyance and was about to curse when he heard the boy burst into tears. "Oh no! My wife is rolling her eyes! Someone come quickly! Is there anyone who can save her?"
Pan Yingying: ...
She is going to kill her husband today to prove her faith!
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Pan Yingying was held by Yu Chaosheng and rushed into the medical tent like a mad dog. Doctor Xu's lips were chapped under the mask, but he didn't care about much else. He hurriedly cleaned and sutured her wound.
Yu Chaosheng was standing beside them, wiping away tears in anxiety.
He refused to allow another doctor to treat his wound, insisting on watching Pan Yingying. Pan Yingying closed her eyes, simply unable to bear watching. It was just a minor injury, so why make such a fuss? She must have been shot countless times before she traveled through time.
After a while, she sighed.
"Yu Chaosheng."
Yu Chaosheng stepped forward quickly, "What's the matter? I'm here, I'm here."
You can see that he was really scared, his eyes were terribly red.
"I'm really fine, don't worry." It was rare for her to speak to him in such a gentle tone.
"Hurry up and take care of your wound. Your injury is less serious than mine. For the time being, we still need you to take charge of the city."
She looked at him and suddenly felt that this boy was really cute.
Yu Chaosheng pouted, "I'm so worried that I'm almost dying. How can I be in charge of the overall situation? If anything happens to you, I won't live anymore!"
Yang Juanzi, who was lying on her side unable to move, turned her head away quickly upon hearing this and dared not look over here again.
Oh, it’s good to be young! Look at this sweet love!
Gee tut.
On the other side, Zhao, who was twisting her waist due to the chili powder, quickly took out a handkerchief from her arms and covered her face.
Question: What should I do if my daughter and son-in-law act all the time?
Old man Pan came in from outside carrying hot porridge. When he saw his old wife's face covered with a handkerchief, he cried out and rushed over to her.
"Fangyi! Zhao Fangyi! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
With shaking hands, he lifted the veil and was met with his wife's gnashing teeth expression.
Old Man Pan: ...
His hands trembled and he covered it with the handkerchief again.
My wife’s expression just now was so scary!
Old Man Pan turned around and stuffed the warm porridge into Yu Chaosheng's hand, "Chaosheng, come here, fill your stomach!"
Yu Chaosheng: …
Don't think he doesn't know that this porridge is not for him at all!
Pan Yingying had 17 stitches on her shoulder and five stitches on her left arm. Yu Chaosheng was so heartbroken that he cried.
She slapped him with her good right hand, "Take care of the wound!"
Yu Chaosheng responded with a grunt and let Doctor Xu treat the knife wound on his lower back.
The spear he used was not easily harmed in a multiplayer battlefield, so the wound was not deep and only required three stitches.
After the couple treated the wounds, Yu Chaosheng helped Pan Yingying walk out of the tent.
He originally planned to give her a princess hug, but Pan Yingying firmly refused.
Her leg wasn't injured, so how could they hug each other in public?
"Da Wa is out!"
With a cry of surprise, a group of people gathered around. They were all from a tribe that had just arrived in Taoyuan City and were classified as residents of the East District.
"Da Wa, are you okay?"
"Da Wa, where are you injured? Does it hurt?"
"Da Wa..."
Their accents were strange, and they all spoke the Daewoo dialect, which they were not very fluent in. However, the concern in each pair of innocent eyes was not fake.
The people in these tribes truly regard Pan Yingying as their salvation, their moon goddess.
Pan Yingying curled her lips and waved her right hand at them, "I'm fine, I'm fine, everyone should be fine too."
Some people couldn't help crying.
They all saw the gauze wrapped around Dawa's body, and blood was seeping through the white gauze!