night.
late at night.
Silent night.
Song Che in the dream was holding Shen Wenjun in his left hand, Ning Yehong in his right hand, Lin Nuxia was riding on his chest, the piano shopkeeper was sitting on his waist, and his aunt was rubbing his shoulders behind...
Song Che didn't know why, but he kept having such erotic dreams recently.
"Uh-"
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Jiang Yuntian burst in angrily, and the beauty beside him suddenly disappeared into thin air.
"Brother Song! Brother Song, wake up! Something happened!"
There was an urgent sound in my ears, and I couldn't tell the difference between reality and dream.
"Don't disturb my sweet dream..."
"Damn it, what a dream, it's so lustful!"
"Wow!"
A handful of cold water extinguished the anger in his heart.
Song Che opened his eyes suddenly and saw Jiang Yuntian staring at him with wide eyes on the bedside. He couldn't help complaining: "Won't you come back later? I almost went in."
Who would have expected that Jiang Yuntian's next words would be even more shocking than the shattering of a sweet dream:
"Peng San is dead."
"What!"
Song Che sat up in shock.
Jiang Yuntian said: "The soldiers who checked the ward just now came to tell me that Peng San and his mother are no longer breathing. I didn't dare to make a decision easily, so I hurriedly came to find you."
Song Che jumped off the bed, without even having time to put on his shoes, and rushed out of the tent with bare feet.
Peng San, mother and son are really dead.
The corners of their lips turned black, and they lay upright on the bed, their bodies completely cold.
Died from poisoning.
"I talked to them before dark. About an hour later, I saw that the candles inside had burned out, so I tried to ask about the situation, but no one answered. I went into the tent to check, and then I saw them. It has become like this..."
The soldiers doing the ward rounds elaborated on the details.
"Who brought the meal?" Song Che asked in a deep voice.
The soldier said: "According to your instructions, special care is given to them. Two dishes and one soup, one meat and one vegetarian, are all from the army kitchen. The officers also eat this. They are all fine."
The dishes come from the same pot, so there must be nothing wrong in the kitchen, it's just that the poison was poisoned during the passing of the dishes.
"Besides you, has anyone else touched this food?" Song Che asked, staring into the soldier's eyes.
The soldier shook his head and subconsciously knelt down, "General, military advisor, it's not me, it's not me..."
It's obviously not him.
Song Che helped the soldier up and warned: "Don't make any noise about this matter. Don't tell anyone who asks you. Go down and perform your duties as if nothing happened. Do you remember?"
The soldiers retreated, leaving only Song Che and Jiang Yuntian in the tent.
"It's so unreasonable that you dare to sneak into the military camp and poison!"
"I don't think so."
Song Che shook his head and said: "The military camp is heavily guarded. No one would be stupid enough to poison yourself. There is a mole in our military camp, and he is very familiar with military affairs procedures. He knows how to take advantage of the food."
"Is that the officer? I'll call them all and question them one by one!"
"No, there are more than thirty officers, big and small, in the military camp. Calling them here will only alert the enemy. This matter must be kept secret, otherwise people in the refugee camp will be panicked."
Song Che stared at the bodies of Peng San and his mother, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "In this case, let's give him a 'please put him in the urn'."
He called out: "Come here!"
Two guards entered the tent.
Song Che pointed at the bodies of Peng San and his mother and said, "They have food poisoning. Send them to the medical tent quickly and seek treatment from military doctors."
"yes!"
The guard carried the body on his back and rushed to the medical tent.
Jiang Yuntian was confused at first, then thought for a moment, suddenly realized, and said loudly, "If Peng San and her son are not dead, the murderer will most likely attack again. You want to lure him out with the news of fake death."
"He may not come back to finish the job, but he will definitely come back to confirm. Anyone who comes near the medical tent tonight is a murderer!"
…
The Chinese medicine tent in the Taizhou military camp was in vain, otherwise Coco would not have gone outside the military camp to seek medical treatment.
The so-called military doctors are just a few medical soldiers who can deal with trauma.
The bodies of Peng San and his mother were carried onto the hospital bed, covered with quilts, and pretended to be patients.
"You will stay at the door of the medical tent later. If anyone comes to ask you about the life and death of Peng San, mother and son, you can tell him that fortunately their poisoning is not serious. After treatment, they are out of danger, but they are still in a coma. If he wants to go in and take a look, you can stop him once or twice, but in the end you have to let him in. Remember, you must not follow him in."
Song Che gave instructions to several medical soldiers, then extinguished all the beacon fires, and exited the medical tent with Jiang Yuntian. However, he did not really leave. Instead, he deliberately walked around the military camp and finally returned to the back of the medical tent. Hide in the darkness and wait.
night,
Gradually deepen.
Temperatures plummeted below freezing.
Song Che was in a hurry to go out. Not only did he not wear shoes, but his clothes were also very thin, and his teeth chattered from the cold.
Jiang Yuntian shook his head, took off his clothes, and wrapped them up for Song Che.
Song Che wrapped his coat and said with a smile: "He is indeed my brother Paoze."
Jiang Yuntian rolled his eyes, "I didn't want to take it off for you, it makes me feel very hypocritical."
"No, no, no, this is called love, not hypocrisy."
"You stay away from me."
"Shashasha..."
The sound of footsteps in the snow was very clear.
"Shh...the turtle is here."
Song Che and Jiang Yuntian pressed against the outer wall of the medical tent, taking advantage of the enemy's visibility and our own darkness to look at the door——
I saw a middle-aged officer swaggering towards the medical tent with his hands behind his back.
Wu Dujian, Wu Qiong.
"General Wu." The medical soldier guarding him saluted.
Wu Qiong raised his head, pretending to be high-spirited, and asked, "How is it? Has Peng San woke up?"
The guard repeated what Song Che had warned him before: "Fortunately, the poisoning of the mother and son was not very serious. After our treatment, they are now out of danger, but they are still in a coma."
Wu Qiong nodded and took steps to enter the tent.
The guard hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, "General, the military advisor has specifically instructed that the patient has just escaped from danger and needs to rest. No one is allowed to disturb him."
"presumptuous!"
Wu Qiong exclaimed: "How can he, a military advisor with no official position, be compared with me, the governor? If it weren't for General Jiang's sake, I would have let him eat the army stick. Get out of my way!"
After saying that, he pushed aside the guard and strode into the medical tent.
Wu Qiong acted very calmly. He did not light the lamp, but went directly to the hospital bed. He looked back to make sure there were no guards following him. He suddenly grabbed the pillow, covered the body's mouth and nose fiercely, and muttered something in his mouth. :
"Brother, don't blame me for being cruel, I can't help myself!"
At this time, a cold voice sounded from outside the account: "If being involuntarily can be an excuse to do bad things, then will there be anyone in this world who is willing to do good things?"
Song Che walked into the medical tent with Jiang Yuntian with a calm expression.
Jiang Yuntian's sword has been unsheathed, sparkling in the dark night, even the frost and cold air must avoid its sharp edge!
