Lu Cijian simply glanced at Wang San calmly and said earnestly, "I believe in the Taoist priest."
After saying that, he started to walk towards the main house.
He wanted to take a look at Mianmian first, at least to confirm her current condition.
Jiang Qingyuan grabbed Lu Cijian as they passed each other and looked at Ling Xu, saying, "It doesn't necessarily have to be Cijian's heart's blood, does it?"
"Use mine, Yi Mian is also my sister."
As Yi Mian's older brother, he had done nothing for her, and in fact, he was partly responsible for the fact that Yi Mian was so badly injured this time.
If he could have stormed the city gates sooner, Yi Mian wouldn't have risked injury to ignite those explosives.
If he, as the deputy general, had done a better job, the outcome might have been different.
For Yi Mian, even if she were to wake up and find that Lu Cijian had lost his life to save her, she would definitely go crazy and wouldn't be able to bear it, given her personality.
Lu Cijian's whereabouts cannot be hidden.
But he was different. He had too many reasons. After all, if he could lose his memory on the battlefield and leave his family for so long, he could certainly leave forever by dying on the battlefield.
With Yi Mian around, he doesn't need to worry about his parents and younger siblings, because Yi Mian can take good care of them.
His parents were more accepting of his sacrifice on the battlefield.
Ling Xu glanced at him before asking, "Do you know the use of that heart's blood?"
Jiang Qingyuan nodded, then shook his head.
He wasn't sure, but he understood some things.
This blood is definitely not for detoxification; it's more likely to help Yi Mian wake up.
From the other person's charlatan-like appearance and behavior, he could tell that this person was not simple, especially since Lu Cijian believed his words without a doubt, which also allowed him to guess something.
Ling Xu wasn't too surprised by his answer, and simply said, "Since you understand the use of that heart's blood, you should know that the entanglement between you and her is nothing compared to that of Lu Cijian."
You are her brother, but you are not.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingyuan unconsciously tightened his hand hanging by his side, before relaxing it again after a while.
His mother once told him that this was also his sister, and that he should treat Yi Mian well and truly cherish her as his sister.
At first, he didn't quite understand what those words meant, only thinking that they were meant to distinguish him from his younger sister, Xiao Nuan'er.
After all, Yi Mian is very sensible and hardly needs his help with anything. In fact, Yi Mian thinks more comprehensively and thoughtfully than him in many things.
He thought his mother was reminding him not to treat Yi Mian as an adult, because she was also his sister.
But only after regaining his memories did he truly understand the meaning of those words.
Although Yi Mian in his memory was stubborn and fierce, that was just an act she put on when dealing with outsiders. He could sense Yi Mian's fear and the innocence and cuteness that occasionally showed up, which belonged to her age.
But the Yi Mian of today is different from the Yi Mian of the past. This is not because she has experienced too many accidents, but because she is inherently different.
Therefore, in addition to genuine brotherly and sisterly affection, he also felt immense gratitude towards Yi Mian.
He was very grateful to Yi Mian for protecting them and keeping them alive without hesitation when facing Wang Fengqin, Xiao Ye, and Xiao Nuan'er, who were almost complete strangers to him.
After learning of Jiang Dazhuang's whereabouts, he risked his life to save him without hesitation. These were things that should have been his responsibility, but he failed in his duty.
Yi Mian had no connection with the Jiang family before, but after so much time together, she has long since become a member of the Jiang family.
He doesn't only have two sisters; he has three.
Now his sister is injured and unconscious, and he can't do anything about it.
Lu Cijian simply patted his hand and said earnestly, "I will try my best to wake Mianmian up."
After saying that, he went straight into the main house.
The girl on the bed was still lying there with her eyes closed, just like the day he left, her face still bluish-purple.
Without the bloodstains covering his face, the bruises were even more horrifying.
Lu Cijian took a deep breath, stopped by the bed, and after a while bent down to kiss Jiang Yimian's forehead. "Mianmian, if you don't want to come back, I'll come find you, okay?"
The person on the bed did not respond, but Lu Cijian curved his lips and stared at Jiang Yimian for a long time, as if trying to memorize her appearance completely.
As the thick stench of blood filled the room, Lu Cijian's eyes, which had been strained to stay open, finally closed.
While stopping the bleeding of the person on the soft couch, Wang San prayed silently in his heart with red eyes, hoping that the princess and the young master would be alright.
Liu'er glanced at the person on the soft couch, her eyes involuntarily reddening. She carefully fed the medicine to Jiang Yimian, who was lying unconscious on the bed, little by little, with a spoon.
Even though the door was tightly closed, those standing outside could almost smell the strong stench of blood.
Apart from Ling Xu, everyone else wore expressions of worry and unease, staring intently at the door and carefully watching for any sounds inside, fearing that something unexpected might happen.
Jiang Yimian has been feeling somewhat confused these past few days. She tries to struggle to wake up, but she feels completely powerless.
My mind is a complete mess; it seems like many memories have disappeared, yet it also seems like I haven't forgotten anything.
When she finally managed to muster some strength and struggled to wake up from the chaos, she found herself surrounded by darkness. She couldn't see anything and had no idea where she was.
Until a tiny spot of light appeared in the distance, she instinctively followed it.
The closer she got to the spot of light, the stronger she felt its pull, as if it wanted to completely engulf her.
Jiang Yimian frowned slightly, instinctively feeling that the light spot was dangerous, but she couldn't help but move closer to it.
The previously chaotic memories are gradually awakening.
She remembered that she had accepted the organization's last mission, which failed, and she died instantly.
Although she had dealt with many fugitives due to her mission, her hands were stained with blood.
But those fugitives had committed heinous crimes. Although she didn't deserve a title of "eliminating evil for the people" and a good place after death, she certainly didn't deserve to be thrown directly into the eighteenth level of hell after death.
She could only shake her head helplessly, finding her own thoughts somewhat amusing.
Her lips curled up slightly, but she paused for a moment.
Is she the kind of person who would think about these kinds of things?
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