Shot in the left foot.
The pain from the wound almost killed Chen Dao.
In this state, Chen Dao did not dare to fight with Chen Zhou anymore. His only thought was to run out and save his life. If he was killed, he would not only die.
It will also expose the fact that Liu Bei wants to kill Chen Zhou.
He quickly jumped away.
Fearing that the traces of blood would reveal something, Chen Dao jumped into the river, drifted along the current, found another place to land, trudged back to Liu Bei's military camp, and declared the mission a failure.
Lu Lingqi wanted to chase her again, so Chen Zhou called her back.
If he chases her out again, there is no guarantee that the other party will fight to the death and die together with Lu Lingqi.
The strength of the man in black was far superior to Lu Lingqi. Even if he was injured, it would still be terrifying as long as the other person had the idea of dying together.
"Are you OK?"
Lu Lingqi stopped and panted slightly, feeling that all the strength in her body was almost exhausted, but her first concern was Chen Zhou.
"I'm fine."
Chen Zhou recalled the embarrassment just now and felt helpless.
But when he saw those terrible stab wounds on Lu Lingqi's body and they were still bleeding, he became anxious and quickly took her hand and said, "Come back to the city with me!"
The tension is over.
Lu Lingqi's body gradually relaxed, and she slowly felt the pain of the knife wound on her body stimulating her nerves. Then she found that her body was covered with scars, her body shook a little, and she could no longer stand still.
"Lingqi!"
Chen Zhou hugged her and said, "I'll take you back to the city, you have to hold on!"
At this time, he discovered that Lu Lingqi's injury was more serious than expected. The wound was a bit deep and bleeding continuously. The strength of the man in black was really terrifying.
This is a barren mountain, and the carriage is gone.
Chen Zhou was in a hurry. He quickly tore off his clothes and helped Lu Lingqi simply bandage the wound to slow down the blood loss.
Lu Lingqi was still unconscious. Seeing the concerned expression on Chen Zhou's face, she thought that it was all worth it. She had done nothing wrong and she had not misjudged the person.
"do not be afraid."
"If you go back to the city, you'll be fine."
Chen Zhou comforted her softly, then carried Lu Lingqi on his back and headed back to Xudu City.
An injured person cannot be moved or bumped around at will.
But Chen Zhou couldn't care about anything else. If he didn't carry Lu Lingqi back, who knew what would happen next? There might be other assassins coming.
Lu Lingqi was very quiet and did not shout. She lay on Chen Zhou's back and whispered: "I believe in you. Even if I die, I want to die by your side. If I die, can you help me take care of my mother and aunt?" , and help my father take revenge?"
"I promise you everything."
Chen Zhou said solemnly: "But I will never let you die. You can avenge Lu Bu with your own hands, and wait until I take you back!"
He walked back quickly, not caring whether he had enough strength or not.
I just wanted to save Lu Lingqi no matter what.
After a long time, he finally returned to the city gate. Chen Zhou glanced at the soldiers guarding the city and shouted: "Here, help! Find me a doctor quickly!"
The soldiers guarding the city did not recognize Chen Zhou.
But when they saw Chen Zhou carrying a woman covered in blood, they immediately gathered around him.
"Come quickly, help me carry Lingqi back!"
Chen Zhou put Lu Lingqi down and took out the token given to him by Cao Cao.
By this time, he was already exhausted. Even in late autumn, he was covered in sweat, his throat was so dry that it was smoking, his hands and feet were sore and weak, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
However, Lu Lingqi had lost consciousness at this time.
This made Chen Zhou even more nervous.
Seeing the token, the soldiers knew that Chen Zhou's identity was not simple. Some went to find a doctor, some carried Lu Lingqi into the city, and some went to report what happened to Cao Cao.
Chen Zhou looked at Lu Lingqi anxiously and urged them to hurry up.
Run fast to find a doctor and come back to save people.
——
Just when Chen Zhou was in a state of confusion.
Chen Dao was also in a state of confusion, and his left leg was still in pain. He endured the pain and bandaged the wound on a river bank before going back.
The mini bullet penetrated the flesh. The bullet did not stay on the left leg. There was no need to dig out the bullet, but the wound caused was very large. The leg was bloody and fleshy, and a large piece of flesh was missing.
Fortunately, the muscles in his legs are very thick and strong, so he is not afraid of losing a piece of meat.
After making sure that no bones were injured, he endured the pain, cut down the trunk of a tree to use as a walking stick, and jumped back to the camp.
Chen Gong walked around the camp, waiting for the good news of Chen's arrival, but he was also nervous.
Worry about failing the mission.
But there were more than 40 people, and more than ten people were killed.
With a master like Chen Dao here, this mission is normally impossible to fail. Thinking of this, Chen Gong felt relieved and continued to walk around and wait, but all he waited for was the news that Chen Dao had returned from serious injuries.
"Uncle Zhi, how could you...be like this?"
When Chen Gong heard that Chen Dao had returned seriously injured, he quickly walked over to take a look.
At this time, Chen Dao's wound on his thigh had been bandaged with strips of cloth, and several army medical soldiers were using a red-hot knife to cut off the bloody piece of Chen Dao's flesh.
This was the most common way of dealing with trauma in ancient times.
Under normal circumstances, such large-scale wounds are easily infected and become more serious.
In more serious cases, there may also be bacteria, tetanus virus, etc.
The red-hot blade not only disinfects the knife, but also disinfects the wound.
Chen Dao bit a piece of cloth and could not respond to Chen Gong's words for the time being, but when the red-hot blade cut off a piece of his flesh, he almost fainted and the cloth was almost broken.
Seeing this scene, Chen Gong was covered in cold sweat.
However, Chen Dao was very fierce, and he could bear the pain forcefully.
On the forehead, on the forehead.
Those thick green veins are bulging high.
He was holding a long gun in both hands, and he almost grabbed the gun barrel to the point of bursting.
Medical soldiers are accustomed to this kind of trauma surgery, and they can perform it easily. However, usually after this, the medical soldiers have completed the operation. For ordinary soldiers, whether they can survive depends on whether they are strong enough.
But it was Chen Dao who was treating him. The doctor would not worry about wasting medicine. He was a general under the lord. He also took out a kind of medicinal powder and sprinkled it on the wound. Then he found a clean cloth that had been boiled in hot water and put it on Chen Dao. The wound is bandaged.
The doctor's operation was not completed until the blood from the wound stopped seeping out in large quantities.
As for prescribing anti-inflammatory drugs and other operations, he didn't understand. In this era of trauma treatment, there was no such thing as prescribing oral medication.
Things like anti-inflammatories didn’t exist in this day and age.
After a series of trauma surgeries, Chen Dao was completely exhausted and sweating profusely.
After returning, he changed his clothes.
However, the clothes I had just changed were as if they had just been fished out of the water. They were soaked all over, and the sweat was dripping, and the ground was wet.
Chen Gong, who witnessed the entire operation process, also wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked again: "Uncle Zhi, are you feeling better?"
Seeing Chen like this, he had a hunch.
The mission to kill Chen Zhou failed!
