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A guard came to inspect the garden, and happened to encounter an assassin. He immediately shouted loudly, trying to shock the thief. But he didn't expect that the people visiting tonight were not ordinary thieves, but a group of assassins with martial arts.
So the guard didn't take two steps before he was hit by a hidden weapon.
The guard fell to the ground and stopped moving, but Rong Zhuo hid in the dark and saw this scene in his eyes.
"There were several of them who dragged the body of the guard and threw it into the flowers." Rong Zhuo was still in shock when he talked about the situation at the time, "I'm afraid they will come to check, and while they are dragging the body, they will get in. here."
Fortunately, the movement of the assassin dragging the corpse gave Rong Zhuo a good cover.
The assassins might as well hide someone in the dark, allowing Rong Zhuo to escape.
When Rong Zhuo got into the flower bush, he was bruised all over by the thorns, but he was probably too scared at the time, his desire to survive took the upper hand, and he didn't care about the pain, so he hid quietly.
The Assassins handled the corpse neatly, and one of them carefully looked around in the garden. At that time, Rong Zhuo was hiding in the flower bushes and didn't dare to come out. Through the gap of the flower branch, he saw a foot in black boots stepping on the rose branch he broke.
For a moment, Rong Zhuo almost suspected that he had been discovered...
Fortunately, he was lucky enough that the night and the dead guard gave him a good cover.
"It's okay, give me your hand." Yu Jingdu said warmly.
Rong Zhuo grabbed his hand and got up with strength, staring at the stump on the ground for a while, until a tingling came from his shoulder, and he exclaimed in pain.
"Don't touch me!" Rong Zhuo said in a trembling voice, "A thorn may be broken inside."
Yu Jingdu hurriedly withdrew his hand, and only embraced him, daring not to act rashly.
Rong Zhuo limped out of the flowers, his eyes fell on a dark corner.
"That person..." Rong Zhuo pointed to a flower bush not far away, "was thrown there."
It was the first time he had experienced such a thing when he had grown up so much. In addition, the previous situation was too critical, and his whole body was in severe pain. At this moment, his whole body was still covered.
Yu Jingdu made a gesture to the guards beside him. The guards came forward with torches, and they really found something inside.
Rong Zhuo watched the guards drag the corpse out of it, and then slowly reacted, leaning over and vomited.
Yu Jingdu wanted to pat him on the back, but was afraid of hurting him, so he could only stand aside with frown.
"Go to Chaojiang Shaoqing to inform him, and then find some wound medicine and bring it to the guest room." Yu Jingdu instructed.
The guards were busy doing what he said, and Yu Jingdu took Rong Zhuo back.
The boy was held by Yu Jingdu's wrist, and he didn't say a word along the way.
After returning to the room, Yu Jingdu realized that his face was extremely pale, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
"Don't be afraid, it's all right. Jiang Shaoqing has a lot of skills, and none of the assassins tonight can escape." While comforting him, Yu Jingdu untied his shirt and slowly helped him take off his clothes.
A few thorns were broken, and they were still stuck on him at the moment. Rong Zhuo couldn't help groaning in pain when he was taken off by the clothes.
Fortunately, the weather is not so hot now, and Rong Zhuo is quite thickly dressed.
If it were summer, he would only be hurt more when he digs into the rose bushes like this.
But even so, after he took off his shirt, he looked a little shocking.
His skin was fair, except for a small mole on his back and neck, which should have been clean.
But at this time, it was covered with many red scars.
The scars are deep and shallow, the shallow ones are just a red mark, and the deep ones are like small ravines carved on the skin. Although there is not much blood, it hurts to look at them one by one.
Yu Jingdu looked at the wound on Rong Zhuo's body and said nothing.
Most of his expression was covered by the mask, but the pair of exposed eyes were sharp as never before.
After a while, someone brought the wound medicine.
Yu Jingdu retrieved the wound medicine and walked to Rong Zhuo's side, and began to apply medicine to the wound on his body.
"Hey!" Rong Zhuo's eyes flushed with pain, and he asked in a low voice, "What kind of medicine is this? Will it leave scars?"
Yu Jingdu brought the medicine to his nose and smelled it, "I don't know."
"Forget it, you can apply it." Rong Zhuo compromisingly spread out his hand, letting Jingdu help him apply the medicine, "Leave a scar, just leave a scar, so we can be considered to have something in common."
Yu Jingdu's hand was stagnant for a while, his hand holding the medicine bottle tightened, and the coldness in his eyes was a bit more cold than before.
After experiencing such a thing, he thought that Xiao Wanqian would cry out in fright, or get sick directly, but the other party only vomited for a while, and the pain was so painful that he shed a tear or two, and he could take it now. Such things made fun of him.
Although no one can laugh at this time.
"Are you still afraid?" Yu Jingdu asked him.
"It's okay." Rong Zhuo thought for a while, then said, "My life is really big."
At this moment, Rong Zhuo remembered the experience just now, and then he truly realized that he had saved his life.
Yu Jingdu carefully smeared all the wounds for him.
Probably because Jiang Jiyan's medicine is good, Rong Zhuo's wound feels much more comfortable after applying the medicine, but it doesn't hurt much.
After Yu Jingdu checked and confirmed that nothing was missed, he applied the medicine again to the deep wound on his back shoulder. Probably because he was afraid that the boy would feel pain, he blew lightly on the wound after applying the medicine.
"Don't blow me!" Rong Zhuo shrank his neck and avoided him.
Yu Jingdu put the rest of the wound medicine on the table, still showing no emotion.
"Can I stay by myself for a while?" Yu Jingdu asked him, "There are guards outside, it's very safe, I have to go to the front yard to take a look."
"You go, I'm fine." Rong Zhuo was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he reached out and patted the back of his hand lightly, as if to comfort, "Find someone to accompany you, don't go blind by yourself, in case something slips through the net. What about the fish?"