Chapter 128 I Grow Old with the Holy Monk (11)

No one in the mountains of Longming Temple knows how to treat sword wounds, and the abbot only knows some simple bandaging techniques.

Sang Tian was of noble status and the abbot, who was a man, was unable to treat her.

For a moment, no one in the entire temple could save him except Guanyi.

Guanyi was the Holy Son when he was young. Under the instruction of the now deceased Master Huide, he was like a miracle doctor in curing illnesses and saving lives.

The abbot knew that Guanyi had never rescued anyone since that incident.

He stepped forward and said, "Holy monk, I will send someone to go down the mountain to get a doctor now!"

Guan Yi looked at Sang Tian lying on the couch and shook his head, "Go get some herbs, I'll be there."

The journey was long, and Sang Tian died before the doctor arrived.

The abbot wanted to wait by Guanyi's side while he was receiving treatment, but Guanyi rejected his suggestion.

The abbot sighed and was about to leave when Sang Tian's door was suddenly pushed open.

Guangde ran in holding the baby Hongshan, shouting "Princess Sister".

The silence in the room was suddenly broken, and the abbot subconsciously looked at Guan Yi.

Seeing Guanyi’s frown, he panicked and quickly slapped Guangde on the back of the head.

Usually, Guangde, who was beaten for being naughty, would obediently leave after being beaten. But this time, not only did Guangde not listen, but he burst into tears when he saw Sang Tian lying on the couch with a pale face.

Although I have never seen what a deceased person looks like, other brothers said that the dead are all lying in bed motionless.

Guangde cried even more sadly when he thought that Sang Tian might have passed away.

Although Hongshan didn't know what happened, he started crying with Guangde when he saw Sang Tian.

For a moment, the child's tender cry echoed in the house.

When the abbot was about to slap Guangde again, Guanyi spoke up to stop him.

He walked over and touched their heads, and said in a very gentle tone: "Don't cry, Princess Sister will be well soon."

Guan Yi's voice carried the sound of Buddha that could calm people's hearts, and the two people who were crying stopped immediately.

Guangde sobbed and asked, "Really?"

Guan Yi nodded with a smile on his face, then he stood up and signaled to the abbot to take the two little guys out.

The abbot led them out with one small hand in each hand.

The room immediately returned to silence.

Guan Yi walked over and sat beside the couch, then reached out his hand to help Sang Tian up and lean her against his shoulder.

Sang Tian was awakened by the pain when she lifted her sleeves. She opened her eyes weakly and was stunned when she saw Guan Yi.

Jae-yi's face dropped when he realized he was treating himself.

Guanyi is a monk, so how could he lift her clothes to treat her?

Sang Tian struggled to get out of Guan Yi's arms.

"Princess, don't worry. I am a monk and I will not have any inappropriate thoughts about you."

Sang Tian couldn't help but despise herself in her heart. Guan Yi was indeed a gentleman, but she was not!

Sang Tian nodded with her lips turned white, and then let Guan Yi roll up her sleeves to reveal half of her arms as white as lotus roots.

The unique fragrance of the woman rushed into Guanyi's nose. He was distracted for a moment and his fingertips trembled slightly when he picked up the herbs.

A breeze blew and took away his confused thoughts.

Guan Yi's expression returned to normal as if nothing had happened just now.

Sang Tian's eyes never left Guan Yi's head.

Guan Yi's bandaging technique was as skillful as if he did this kind of thing often, and the injured area stopped bleeding.

She didn't feel any pain, and even felt refreshed.

Guan Yi held Sang Tian's shoulders and slowly laid her down on the bed, then covered her with a blanket.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. Your injuries will be almost healed in five days. Just take your time in praying for the next few days."

Upon hearing this, Sang Tian immediately became unhappy. If she didn't go to the menstrual room, what excuse would she have to see him? She immediately rejected Guan Yi.

Guan Yi, who was rejected, looked a little confused, as if he didn't understand why she had to write even though she was injured.