And after this blood search for a section of the road is gone, equal to the clue is broken again.However, cold sterling is grown by licking its own wounds and is naturally sensitive to the taste of blood.Even if it does not taste strong, but she can also judge the general direction of this blood with this natural sensitivity.

At this time, it had been two days and a night since the assassination of the killer.Since the ink association went out to find medicine for the positive medicine came back, Fang Zheng fainted in the past and did not wake up, but during the confusion was moved a little, but even the eyes have not been opened.

Mo Xuan was worried, this wound is on the medicine, but because the conditions in the cave are too simple, he is the first time to deal with this wound, it is inevitable that there are some inappropriate things, actually make this wound infected with inflammation.In the middle of the night, a high fever was also started.The fever has not receded, and Mo Xuan's clothes have pulled a piece of cloth and wrapped the snow on the head of the square, until the morning of the second day there is no sign of retreat.

But it is still in the low fever, people do not wake up, and even worse, the afternoon fever is repeated.Mo Xuan could not do it, and had to do the way last night, to the square to the snow to heat up.

But just in this way, it is not a way to cool him down, mainly inflammation, and Mo Xuan thought that the inflammation of this wound would disappear.

Fortunately, some deconnation drugs also recognized, and when the situation of Mo Xuan improved a little, he went out to find herbs.

It was also at this time that they came to look for their cold secret.

“Your Highness.”Cold sutary saw Mo Xuan, there was no obvious scar on the body, except for gaunt, the other is still good, the cold sutant heart finally put down.

“Cold throust.”From the assassination of the enemy to the injury of Fang Zhengmao unconscious, Mo Xuan felt that all the setbacks and difficulties in life have gathered in these days.He did not know how scared and helpless, even if five years ago they were suddenly driven by the assassins and seriously injured, he was not so afraid, after all, in addition to him, there was also Mocheng Med Liu Cixuan, the people who should be there, and they were with him to bear.At this moment, he is alone, and no one can rely on him.

At this moment to see the cold, even if he always did not like to be close to it, but also feel more cordial, a plunge into the arms of the cold, all the crumbling emotions in this moment quietly relaxed.Mo Xuan was not big, and at this moment, the tears looked like a child.

“Cold, why are you here?”Mo Xuan sucked down his nose, and the tone was full of coquettishness and complaint.

He could have heard what he had been on the two days.

Cold Anemone never liked to be in such close contact with people, let alone Mo Xuan leaning on her at this moment.Even if he is his own master, but read in his current poor little appearance, colden in the end to hold back, did not wave out to shoot him.

“Little brother, how are you okay?”She pushed me away and looked at him again, without any visible scars.But why do you have so many herbs in your hand?

Cold sutrin need not want to know, in front of this is only a person, do not see the square figure, afraid that the boy hung up.

Without waiting for her to ask, Mo Xuan already said: "I'm fine, just Xiao Zheng, he hurt more seriously, just when you come, help me to see him."

“Where are the people?”

Mo Xuan pointed to the front and said, "Just in that cave, go, I'll take you."

The two of them went straight to the cave.As soon as he entered, the cold sutrin saw the unconscious man's square lying on the ground in a coma.

There was also a piece of cloth on his forehead, and a drop of water dripped down from Nabri's forehead.Cold ware picked up the cloth to look at, Mo Xuan explained: "His wound infection, causing heat, there is no water on this mountain, I used snow cloth to cool him."But there was a fire in the hole, and the small forehead was not hot, and the snow was not long before it became a drop of water."

Mo Xuan put down the herb and took the cloth and said, "I'll go get some snow again and put it on him."

That night, he did this clean thing, and his eyes did not fit.

The cold sterling followed him, while he went out, to look at the square injury.Mainly in the back, across the cloth, can feel the wound inside.Cold suture the layer of cloth to open, look, the wound around are filled with pus water, no wonder there will be fever.She took out the knife she carried with her, scraped the herbal medicine that had been smeared on the wound a little, and the wound was red and swollen, there were hidden signs of festering, and she could see the white bones inside.

“Is it hurt so deeply?”No wonder they can’t get back here.The cold throust looked up and looked at the ink Xuan, who was just wrapped in the snow, "No more delay, this kind of wound, you can't cure these drugs."

“So what to do?”

“Of course, let Dr. Liu come!”

“Is it like this, can you get down the mountain?”There is a fever in itself, this outside is so cold, once out, it is to pull the wound, and the wind, is it more serious?

Cold sutures pulled out some bottles and cans, and said, “These are good golden sores drugs to treat these traumas.”Give him the heat, and as soon as the fever goes down, we will take him down the mountain."

Hold the disease first, and then down the mountain should not be any danger.

“Oh.”Mo Xuan hurriedly opened the bottles and cans, "Is it all up?"

"Well, give him a little bit of everything, there are diarrheal wounds and inflammation."The cold ware said that while tugging a piece of cloth in the corner of his own clothes, the cloth that Mo Xuan had to bandaged to the square was full of blood and drug slag, which could not be used at all, and could only be replaced with new ones.

Taking advantage of the pain, the cold cursing asked the cause of the accident.

Mo Xuan first told the matter before and after, and then said: "The methods of those killers, déjà vu, according to my judgment, should also be out of the palace."

“People in the palace?Can you be sure?”The cold urinary.She worked in the palace for many years, although Mo Yi and Mo Xuan are expensive as princes, but because they are too superior, the palace people are afraid, secretly sent killers to make the means to make this kind of similure.She was surprised that this was Taojiang Town, whose hand stretched so long, and she did not come to this place for thousands of miles to take their lives.

"Not 100 percent, but 99 percent sure."Mo Xuan was so sure that the cold heart suddenly thought of a person.

“Does your little prince suspect it’s Xia’s moving hand?”

Mochen’s people have returned to Chicago, and only Summer Yan is still here.Who else but her can direct the people in the palace to do the work?

As she thought, the hands of people far away in Chicago could not stretch so long.

“Nine out of ten.”Mo Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "It must be that I embarrassed her at the Academy shooting range before, and she was going to hurt the killer, and my brother had already told me that Xia Yan was a person who would have reported it."

"She's too risky to do that."To put it more bluntly, it is too stupid.Once Mo knew that Xia Yan was going to kill his brother, would Mo Yan still let her go?That summer, Yan's desire to marry into the king's palace was even more impossible to achieve in a lifetime.

So, is the summer swallow so stupid?

Cold is not always easy.

"I don't care why she does this, I must let her pay her blood in this blood debt!"Mo Xuan Liang Sensen's way, he can not let Fang Zhengbai suffer this crime, coupled with the previous summer Yan did to Yao's sister those, Xia Yan can not die can not thank the sin.