At this time, a military doctor's voice came from outside: "General, this girl's injuries are not only internal but also external. Look at how violent she is. I'm afraid there is no way she can be saved. Otherwise, I won't waste so many medicinal materials and labor. Let her fend for herself."
Mo Ye was wiping his chest with a wet wipe. Hearing this, he frowned sharply and put pressure on the military doctor projected outside the tent: "No matter what method you use, she must live for now."
"You still want to treat her? Since the general is reluctant to part with the holy medicine, why not... stew General Yang's century-old ginseng into medicine. First, preserve the vitality of this little girl, otherwise it will be difficult to recover once the breath is gone. "
These days, any general who is out on the march does not save some life-saving medicine for himself. They fight bravely and bravely, but there are really few people who can look down on life and death and close their eyes with a smile.
The military doctor was outside, sparing no effort to attract Mo Ye's attention, trying to buy Zheng Quchi time to steal the medicine.
They had conspired and discussed before, working together internally and externally, and specially picked things that Mo Ye cared about to distract him from his energy, so that he could ignore the subtle movements that Zheng Quchi might make inside.
Mo Ye was reluctant to part with his own holy medicine, but he didn't have so many scruples about the precious life-saving medicines treasured by others. He was always generous. When he heard that he could save his own holy medicine and temporarily rescue Zheng Quchi from the gate of hell, The decision was made on the spot.
"That's it, Yang Xin, take the master's command and go to the main army account. Get the old ginseng from the box that Yang Gu placed on the top shelf and let the military doctor stew it."
When guard Yang Xin heard this, he immediately became scared. He wanted to persuade: "Sima, this, this is not good. When General Yang comes back, he may be furious if he knows that we took his ginseng privately."
But Mo Ye didn't worry about Yang Gu at all. He and Yang Gu were a pair of bad friends. Even if the other party knew about it, the worst he could do would be to get angry and come and scold him.
"If I tell you to go, just go and stop talking nonsense."
Inside the tent, Mo Ye slapped the water with his palm angrily, making a "crash" sound, which startled Yang Xin. He didn't dare to say any more, so he quickly said "yes" and trotted over to get the ginseng.
While the three of them were talking across the tent, Zheng Quchi finally felt a hard object in his clothes. After searching for a long time, she found that there was something inside his clothes.
A grid was sewn on the slightly wide cuffs, where the contents could be kept inconspicuously and secretly. She reached in and took out a brocade box that was as big as four fingers held together.
However, this brocade box was not simple. It was locked with an exquisite copper lock. She tried it. It seemed small and easy to break, but she couldn't pull it with brute force, and she couldn't hold it with her teeth. She really couldn't untie it since she didn't have any handy tools.
She wasn't sure if it was a holy medicine, so she brought the brocade box to her nose and smelled it. There was a faint smell of Chinese medicinal materials.
Her eyes lit up in vain.
This should be it.
Seeing that she had received the life-saving medicine, she put it in her arms and squatted there for a while, waiting for the opportunity.
When she heard Mo Ye getting impatient with the guard named Yang Xin outside, she immediately put the old clothes back into place.
Finally, he followed the original path and tiptoed back to the bed, pulled up the quilt, closed his eyes, and restored everything to the way it was before.
"General, here's the ginseng."
Yang Xin ran over again holding a long box.
The military doctor's eyes rolled around, and he stretched out his hand to snatch the thing away: "Let me handle this ginseng. You can give it to the general. Doesn't the general want to give it to me?"
When Yang Xin heard that this was indeed the case, he watched helplessly as the military doctor took away the old ginseng and put it under his arm without making a sound to stop it.
Mo Ye also heard the conversation between the two people outside the tent and didn't think there was any problem.
Tonight, it was freezing cold, and it was rare for him to take a hot bath like this. He was not allowed to touch the water after the injury. Now it was scabbed, and he planned to relax for a while.
After closing his eyes and taking a nap for a while, he stood up and wiped himself. After putting on new clothes and stepping out of the screen, he immediately went to dig through the pockets of dirty clothes.
But no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find his brocade box, and his expression suddenly changed.
He kicked over the screen, and his first reaction was to cast a fierce glance at the person on the bed.
He thought Zheng Quchi had stolen the thing, but he saw her face ashen and lying there quietly.
She was seriously injured, this must be true, and the military doctors have said that her condition is not optimistic, and there is no way for her to wake up, let alone get up from the bed and steal medicine like a normal person...
But now that his holy medicine has disappeared, isn't she the biggest suspect?
Mo Ye never makes judgments easily, but at the same time, he will not be fooled easily.
"Zheng Quchi, did you steal the holy medicine?"
The person on the bed didn't respond, but the military doctor and guard who heard the movement in the tent hurriedly raised the curtain and rushed in.
"Sima, what's wrong?"
Of course the military doctor knew what happened. When he came in, he first glanced at Zheng Quchi and saw that she was lying there safe and sound. He just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw Mo Ye walking towards the bed with a stern expression, his heart started to rise again. got up.
He immediately stopped and said, "Sima, what happened?"
Mo Ye paused and said quietly, "Tell me, is she lying to me?"
"What do you mean?" the military doctor was surprised.
"Is she really in a coma?"
"Of course, does Sima think the old boy is telling lies?" His eyes widened and he blew his beard in anger, perfectly interpreting the posture of being wronged.
But in fact, he was panicking in his heart. In case Mo Ye approached Zheng Quchi and noticed something strange, he walked to the bed a few steps in advance, then took out a row of needles from his waist, and pulled out the longest one: "You If you don’t believe it, I’ll try it for you!”
Mo Ye stopped, he raised his eyebrows, his expression became unpredictable little by little.
The military doctor carefully opened a corner of Zheng Quchi's collar, aimed at his Jianjing point, and penetrated deeply.
Seeing that the needle body was halfway through, but Zheng Quchi still had no response, and even his breathing was so weak that it was almost non-existent, Moye's eyes tightened.
The military doctor glanced at his expression with his peripheral vision and saw that he was satisfied, and then slowly pulled out the silver needle.
Mo Ye stood there with no expression, as if he was studying and doubting, so the military doctor stood up and called Yang Xin, who was standing beside him in confusion.
Then he stabbed it half a minute in the same position.
I saw that with just such a gentle blow, a big man like Yang Xin immediately jumped in pain, his face turned pale, and he broke out in cold sweat.
"I can't stand it anymore. Military, military doctors, please be merciful, be merciful!"
Seeing that it had achieved the desired effect, the military doctor raised his chin and pulled out the needle.
He blew on his gray beard and said to Mo Ye: "Sima, do you believe it now?"
Mo Ye glanced at Zheng Quchi, and her dark and silent facial features showed no reaction at all.
Even if he relies on tolerance, the human body's instinctive mechanism will produce physiological reactions such as increased heart rate, increased breathing rate, sweating, pale complexion, and muscle tension due to pain. But when he looked at her for a moment, she really didn't react. Like a lifeless, stiff corpse.
Finally dispelling his suspicion, Mo Ye moved his high-pressure eyes away from Zheng Quchi and asked, "Did you hear anything outside just now?"
Yang Xin saw the gloomy and violent look on Sima's face, as if he had encountered something extremely sad and angry. He was afraid that he would be angered, so he knelt on the ground and stammered: "I, I just went to get old ginseng for Sima. So I don’t know what happened.”
At this time, the military doctor also showed his best acting skills in time. He first thought about it, and then said nervously: "Just now... I seemed to see a black shadow passing from the top of the tent! But the little old man's eyesight is not very good. With my old eyes dimmed, I thought it must be some kind of mountain animal, isn’t it?”
He glanced around in horror, as if he was worried about his own safety.
Mo Ye's eyes pressed hard on him in vain: "Seriously?"
"I, I'm not sure what that is..." The military doctor seemed a little frightened. His thin body shook and he curled up like an old cat: "People are old and no longer useful. This look is just not careful, what if this is really an assassin or something..."
Mo Ye impatiently shouted to stop what he was saying: "My eyes are not good, is my brain gone? Tell me quickly, in which direction did the black shadow run?"
The military doctor was so yelled that he trembled and quickly recalled: "It seems to be towards... the valley stream."
Mo Ye glanced at Yang Xin, like a ferocious beast coming out of the deep wild, showing a ferocious and torn face: "Call an elite feathered soldier, and follow me to the valley stream immediately to search for assassins!"
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After temporarily leading Mo Ye and the others away, the military doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly went to check on Zheng Quchi.
At this time, Zheng Quchi had already opened her eyes, and she was panting. Just now it seemed that she was lying there calmly and motionless, but in fact, she had her eyes closed, and no one knew what kind of mental journey she had gone through.
"Thanks to the military doctor's timely intervention, Mo Ye's suspicion was dispelled."
Zheng Quchi stood up and pressed the brocade box in his arms to make sure it was still there before he felt relieved.
The military doctor has been dealing with Mo Ye for many years, so he naturally knows what kind of person he is: "He is a suspicious person, so I have an extra skill. Fortunately, your perception is weak now, otherwise the injection just now would have really hurt." You jumped up from the bed in pain."
Zheng Quchi nodded: "I got the holy medicine, but there is a lock on it that cannot be opened for a while. We should follow what we said before and leave the camp after taking the medicine."
"Okay, the little old man has arranged everything for you. Take this camp route map and keep walking along the red line drawn by the little old man, up the mountain and into the forest."
After Zheng Quchi took the drawing, he saw the military doctor taking out the old ginseng he just got from the long box and stuffing it into Zheng Quchi's hand.
"This is also a good thing. Although it can't cure you, it can replenish your wasted energy. Take it, remember what the little old man told you, and leave quickly."
Zheng Quchi was very grateful to the military doctor for all his help. After she sincerely thanked him, she stopped wasting time and exchanged clothes with the military doctor as planned.
Then he would lie unconscious on the bed instead of him, and then walk out pretending to be a military doctor.
In order to make this replacement successful, the military doctor pretended to be weak and put on an extra cloak to protect him from the night wind. Zheng Quchi, who was about the same height as the thin old military doctor, put on his cloak and then stepped onto the medicine box, imitating He walked with his back bent, without any soldiers checking or stopping him.
However, due to nervousness and guilty conscience, Zheng Quchi did not dare to walk openly in bright places. Instead, he chose dark places with few people to walk.
When she reached the gate of the camp, she suddenly heard a vibration in front of her.
Lifting the brimmed hat that covered her eyes, she used the bright torches on the wall to see a young man in silver armor riding a horse and galloping into the village gate with a serious and heavy look on his face.
This man is Chongji, the guard of the border area of Julu Kingdom. He is brave and good at fighting. He is the deputy general of Yang Gu, the commander of the camp. After he rushed into the camp, he quickly summoned the front, middle and rear armies as if his buttocks were on fire.
Zheng Quchi saw that the camp that had been crouching and sleeping in the night seemed to be awakened in an instant. The fire was bright, as bright as day, and a team of men and horses hurriedly ran out of each military tent, putting on armor. , equipped with weapons, gathered towards the school field with a "click, click, click".
Such an unusual situation made Zheng Quchi feel puzzled.
What happened?
When the three armies gathered together, something terrible must have happened.
Zheng Quchi lurked in the darkness and waited for nearly half an hour. He saw the strong troops filing out of the village gate forming a fire dragon, spreading all the way, forming a tendency to come out of the cave to hunt for prey.
She finally waited for the best opportunity to leave. When she reached the end of the team, she took out the military doctor's travel badge and displayed it generously. The sentries and guards were deeply concerned about the battle on the front line and had no time to pay attention to a military doctor who had blended in.
In this way, Zheng Quchi left the camp smoothly without anyone noticing.
The military doctor said that he had prepared a secret residence in the mountains in the early years, with food and water hidden in it, so that she could temporarily hide there for a few days. When the storm calmed down, he would come to look for her again.
She was not familiar with the surrounding terrain, but with the military doctor's map to guide her, she avoided dangerous sentry posts and walked straight into the mountains.
Don't ask her to hide elsewhere, just because a stranger like her can easily be discovered when she enters the countryside or the city.
The journey into the mountain was difficult, especially at night. She found that her strength was gradually insufficient, so she took out the century-old ginseng the military doctor had given her, took a bite, chewed it slowly and swallowed it.
The military doctor said that her body had been hollowed out and she had to fill the gap with something tonic. This old ginseng was just right.
Tightening her cloak to keep out the cold, she bent over and slowly walked up the mountain. When she was halfway up the mountain, she turned her face sideways, and the cold mountain wind stung her skin.
She saw that outside the rugged, deep and wide valley, near the winding and majestic city, there were flickering fires, knives and halberds intertwined, horses neighing and people roaring, as if two parties were fighting...
Who is the Julu Kingdom at war with?
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When Yang Gu heard the urgent battle report from the front line, everyone was shocked.
"What did you say? Yu Wensheng came here with his men?"
"Yes, General. He asked the craftsmen to build a bridge overnight, and led his army from the chasm towards our Fenggu Sand City."
"Where did the march go?"
The scout said solemnly: "We will arrive at Fenggu Shacheng in a quarter of an hour!"
(End of chapter)
