Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 194

"Father...and Jiayan..."

Seeing that Miss Song's emotions were a little out of control, and she even started to speak incoherently, Haiyao could only appease her first, and finally managed to restore the woman's superficial calm before arriving at Song's house.

"Second Miss, you are back!"

However, as soon as the two people got out of the car, a figure suddenly rushed out of the mansion. The other person's tone was anxious and panicked. When he saw them, he greeted them in a panic as if he saw some savior.

"Uncle Wang, what's the matter? Did something happen to Jia Yan?" Second Miss Song's expression changed dramatically.

The person who came here was a housekeeper surnamed Wang who had been working in the Song family for decades. When he came to treat Song Jiayan's leg, Haiyao also had a few face-to-face meetings with him.

In her impression, the other party was a kind little old man with a decent smile all the time, and it was rare for him to show such joy and anger in front of others. It seemed that the current situation of the Song family was indeed not optimistic.

"Since you left, Second Miss, the young master has developed a high fever. According to the military doctor's instructions, he fed a large bowl of decoction to dissipate heat, but it didn't help. If so..." Wang Butler explained, while quickly leading the way, leading the two into the mansion.

Walking through the familiar corridor and stepping up the familiar stairs, Haiyao and the others arrived outside Song Jiayan's room not long after, and happened to bump into a servant who had just come out of the room.

The servant held a copper basin in his hand, and inside it was a basin of pale pink water mixed with blood, which was still faintly steaming. shocking.

"Is the young master getting better?" Steward Wang grabbed the servant and asked hurriedly.

The servant shook his head, looking overly frightened: "No...no, the young master is bleeding a lot again...the doctor asked me to change to a clean pot of hot water..."

When Wang Guan heard this, he quickly waved his hand to signal the other party to go quickly.

Just as they were asking questions, Second Miss Song on the other side had already pulled Haiyao into the room first.

heat.

This was Haiyao's first feeling after coming in. She even felt an obvious burning sensation in her nasal cavity.In addition to the burnt smell of coal burning in the air, there is also a strange and inexplicable smell floating indistinctly.

Continue to take two steps forward, and after seeing the person lying on the bed clearly, she slowly frowned: "Isn't Young Master Song resisting the Japanese army in Sucheng? How could it be like this?"

After all, with Song Jiayan's military rank, as long as Su City is not broken, he doesn't need to go to the battlefield to fight the enemy himself, let alone suffer such serious injuries.

"...It's a long story. Actually, I haven't figured out the situation until now." Second Miss Song was about to open her mouth to explain, but the person on the bed suddenly twitched violently uncontrollably!

The scene in front of her made Miss Song take a step back in fright, but after all, she was a girl from the Song family, she quickly calmed down, covered her handkerchief with her whole body trembling slightly, and watched Haiyao step forward quickly. Go check on Song Jiayan's situation.

As soon as she got to the bedside, the first thing she saw was a horrific scar, which stretched from the left front chest to the right lower abdomen. Haiyao could completely imagine the state of the man's flesh and blood when he was first injured.

However, the wound she saw at this time had been treated roughly, and there were several sutures on both sides of the skin, which should be the masterpiece of the 'military doctor' that Miss Song said.

While she was carefully checking the situation, Song Jiayan's body trembled a little more. Seeing this, Haiyao raised her hand without further delay, and quickly tapped a few big acupuncture points on the man.

As the man gradually regained his composure, she put her hand lightly on his forehead again, and the pair of sword eyebrows that were originally tightly knit together also slowly stretched out miraculously.

"I just took a look. The wound on Young Master Song's body only looks scary on the surface, but in fact it can't cause any life-threatening. The army has enough medicines, so it shouldn't be so serious?" Haiyao wondered. He opened his mouth, still maintaining the posture of being close to the forehead of the person on the bed, using the palm of his hand to slowly transfer the true energy into his body, while calming the extremely irritable and surging blood, while repairing the extremely damaged meridians .

During this period, she tilted her head in confusion. There are no cultivators in this world. Even if the damage caused by ordinary cold weapons is infected, the human body should not have such outrageous consequences.

When Second Miss Song heard the words, she looked at the military doctor standing aside with her beautiful eyes.

With a subconscious shock, the military doctor quickly opened his mouth, but there was some hesitation on his face: "This..."

Obviously, Song Jiayan's injury was not simple.

Seeing her younger brother's situation gradually stabilized under Haiyao's pair of masterful hands, Second Miss Song also broke away from the initial panic and was keenly aware of the tricks in it.

She turned her pretty face coldly, and said in a concentrated voice: "Could it be that you have forgotten your identity? Back then, the Song family got you out of sleeping on the streets, funded your studies, and sent you to Western countries at a huge price. After you return to China, you will be arranged to join the army. It’s fine if you can’t help Jiayan now, but we can’t even hear a word of the truth?!”

"Second Miss is serious! Of course, the Song family's kindness to me does not dare to be easily forgotten, but this matter is too involved." The military doctor lowered his head in shame, gritted his teeth, and finally opened his mouth cruelly.

It turned out that Song Jiayan was injured this time because there were traitors in his army.

Three days ago, the government forces in Sioux City had just successfully completed a Japanese army siege and interception battle. As the commander of this battle, Song Jiayan did not choose to rest after ordering the logistics troops to arrange the soldiers. When we arrived at the temporary headquarters, we continued to analyze the situation on the battlefield.

At this time, a soldier who called himself the cooking squad knocked on the door of the room that served as the temporary headquarters, holding a bowl of sweet dumpling soup in his hand.

But Song Jiayan didn't have much interest in eating at that time. Seeing that the government army had been confronting the Japanese army for several days, and the number of casualties on his side was increasing day by day, he didn't have any appetite.

The little soldier also pretended to persuade him a few words, probably not wanting to embarrass the other party, so Song Jiayan waved his hand to signal the little soldier to put the dumpling soup on the table.

Unexpectedly, after approaching, the soldier suddenly took out a dagger from his arms, and went straight to Song Jiayan who was sitting in front of the sand table.

No matter how fast Song Jiayan was, no matter how good his skills were, he had just ended an extremely intense and long-lasting battle. Although he had made the best response he could make at the moment without any precautions, it was still impossible. Minor injuries were avoided.

As for the little soldier, seeing that the general situation was over and failed to succeed, after being captured alive by Song Jiayan, he bit his tongue and killed himself very simply.

"You mean, that little soldier is the spy of the Japanese army?" Second Miss Song narrowed her eyes uncertainly.

Haiyao was keenly aware of something wrong: "You mean to say that Young Master Song was only slightly injured at first?"

The military doctor nodded affirmatively: "After the incident happened, I arrived almost immediately. I checked at the time and it was true that the injury was not serious, but the wound was long and looked scary on the surface."

At that time, the military doctor first performed simple sutures for him, and then gave him anti-inflammatory drugs. With Song Jiayan's physical fitness, logically speaking, there shouldn't be any major problems.

No one expected that the wound on the man's body not only had no tendency to heal, but the speed of decay and inflammation was so fast that everyone was caught off guard.

That night, Song Jiayan suddenly developed a high fever. The military doctor struggled for a whole night but failed to see him get better, so he reported the situation to the other two generals in the army without any delay.

"I once suggested sending him back to Shanghai. After all, the major general's home is here. Mr. Song might think of a way to do it better than staying in the barracks. But... but the two generals said that they were Before going to Sioux City, you have issued a military order, and you can only leave Sioux City unless you die, if you disobey the military order in private, the consequences will be quite serious." The military doctor said this, drooping his shoulders lonely.

Then, the army sent two most senior doctors to take over the task of treating Song Jiayan, but his injury showed no sign of improvement at all.

Two days later, the military doctor sneaked in while the guards outside Song Jiayan's room were not paying attention, and saw the almost silent man at a glance.

When he was young, he really received a lot of favors from the Song family, so naturally he couldn't just watch the major general die like this, so after careful consideration, she found a few confidants of Song Jiayan's subordinates, and partnered with them to secretly remove him from the city in Suzhou. The military battalion returned to Shanghai.

"But it's just a stopgap measure. Fortunately, the second lady invited you, a goddess doctor. We tried our best to hide it from Su Cheng for three or four days. If we can't go back when the time comes, I'm afraid there will be a big mess It's gone!" The military doctor's face was full of worry.

"Ayao..." Hearing what the other party said, Second Miss Song turned her head to look at the slender figure standing beside the bed in a begging manner.

Haiyao took the scissors on the side without raising her head, and after a simple disinfection, she picked up a few threads sewn on the wound, and then stabbed around the wound with a silver needle and zhenqi. Stopped the blood that was still oozing out.

"Master Song's injury is indeed very strange. If the military doctor's words are true, then the germs in the wound are immune to ordinary medicines, which is really strange. I heard that the Japanese army is good at using bacterial warfare... The situation of Young Master Song, if it drags on for two more days, even gods and Buddhas will be hard to save." Although Haiyao only spoke half of what he said, it was enough to make the other two people shake their heads.

It took a long time for Miss Song to come back to her senses, and she stammered, "You mean to suspect that someone in the army is colluding with the Japanese army? Deliberately procrastinating to make Jiayan die in such a vague way?"

"Now that Major General Song has no ability to continue fighting, if the Japanese army takes the opportunity to attack the city again, wouldn't Sucheng be in danger?!" Thinking of this possibility, the military doctor exclaimed worriedly.

Haiyao raised her eyebrows noncommittally, but did not respond, and continued to treat Song Jiayan with acupuncture in silence.

For a moment, everyone could only hear the crackling sound of burning charcoal fire.

(End of this chapter)