On the day she wore the book, she was hunted down with three oceans in her hand

Yun Xiuhe stared at Yun Chuyou, her almond-shaped eyes full of disgust: "Yun Ziqing, why are you here?"

Yun Chu frowned again: "I shouldn't need to explain to you, right?"

Although she wanted to join the United Party, it did not mean that she wanted to praise the heroine. Yun Xiuhe's attitude was too radical and hostile, and her tone was disgusting and suspicious, as if she had brought the Japanese soldiers.

"You!" Yun Xiuhe's tone was a little more angry.

Leng Feng looked cautious and his voice was cold: "Do you know this army that suppressed Japanese soldiers?"

Yun Chu pursed his lips again, and just when he was about to speak, Huo Zhanqing's lazy and lazy voice came from not far away: "Yun Chu again!"

"No, don't go." Song Guiying recovered from her grief, grabbed Yun Chuyou's wrist, like a she-wolf protecting her calf, hid Yun Chuyou behind her, and stared at him without blinking. With Huo Zhan.

Yun Xiuhe looked at this scene, and for some reason, he felt sour in his heart.

Leng Feng held the gun tightly in his hand and stared at Huo Zhan, who was a few meters away, with alert and defensive eyes.

He arrived late, and by the time he arrived, most of the Japanese soldiers had been wiped out by this mysterious army. Moreover, judging from their offensive and defensive tactics and weapons and equipment, they should have a lot of background, but he didn't know why they appeared here.

As far as he knew, today's Guangliang Province is where Kyushu and Japan are at war with each other. Not only are artillery fires flying, but famine caused by drought is also becoming increasingly serious. At this time, there should be no other forces coming to interfere.

It seems that this news needs to be sent back to the organization as soon as possible so that the underground organizations of the Guangliang Provincial United Party can take precautions in advance.

Yun Chu held Song Guiying back and said softly: "Mom, you go back first, I will go back to find you later."

Song Guiying tightened her hands, her face full of panic, always feeling that her daughter would be gone as soon as she let go.

Yun Chu gently opened Song Guiying's hand, raised his eyes and looked at Yun Xiuhe: "Take them back."

"What are you going to do?" Yun Xiuhe frowned and glanced at Huo Zhan, who was almost integrated into the shadow in the distance, and his heart tightened. He always felt that this person was not an easy character to get along with.

Yun Chu didn't answer again. After putting aside Song Guiying's hand, he trotted over the corpse on the ground and ran towards Huo Zhan.

When she walked to the open space, she saw clearly that the Huo family's army had cleaned up the battlefield in an orderly manner and seized dozens of sets of Japanese soldiers' sophisticated equipment, all of which were neatly placed on the ground. Such trophies could be considered a big harvest.

Approaching Huo Zhan, I couldn't tell his face in the dark shadows, and I didn't know what his current state was.

She said: "The casualties are not serious, are they? Do you need my help to bandage them?"

With an undisguised look between his brows and eyes, Huo Zhan said calmly: "I've given you time to say goodbye to your family, it's time to go."

Yun Chu pursed her lips again, and after a long while, she said: "Sir, my mother and I have been separated for eighteen years, and we just reunited yesterday. I can't leave. Can you repay your life-saving grace in another way?"

Before Huo Zhan could refuse, she explained her dramatic life background.

"Yunjiazhuang was invaded by Japanese soldiers. This team did not make it back alive. The Japanese soldiers will definitely send people again. We must leave Yunjiazhuang and flee the famine. Nowadays, famine and war are frequent, and I can't worry about my mother."

"If there is a chance in the future, I would like to go to Fengjin, but now, I can't leave everything behind."

Yun Chu's eyes were earnest again and her tone was serious. She stared at Huo Zhan's fox eyes that showed no emotion or anger from the beginning to the end. As she spoke, she did not forget to take a deep breath to hold back the hot tears. .

"Cough, cough, cough." Before Huo Zhan could answer, the burning and itching in his chest forced him to cough violently.

"Young Marshal!" The adjutant heard the noise and ran over in a hurry, holding Huo Zhan's arm. His face was full of anxiety and worry, and his voice was frightened: "I have been injected with a sulfamethoxazole injection, but it has no effect at all. Instead, it is getting worse and worse." Is it serious?"

Yunchu straightened his body suddenly, his back tensed, and he would take action when it was time to take action without waiting for me.

She took out the amoxicillin she had prepared long ago and spoke very quickly: "Sir's body has been struggling for many days, and the infection is already serious. Tonight, the Japanese army burned down the village, and the smoke was inhaled into the lungs, aggravating the condition. .”

"Sir, this is an antibiotic drug called amoxicillin, which is very effective in treating bacterial infections. It was left by the barefoot doctor who taught me the art of Qihuang when I was a child. He has saved my life many times over the years."

In the palm of her hand was a familiar paper bag with the words "Deshengtang" printed on it. However, instead of powdered medicine, there were more than a dozen blue and white capsules of medicine in the paper bag.

The ends of Huo Zhan's red eyes rose, staring at the medicine in her hand without any reaction.

The adjutant frowned and looked at Yun Chuyou. There must be something wrong with the woman the young marshal picked up.

Yun Chu's voice was a little frightened again: "Sir, your illness can't be delayed any longer, it will really kill you."

After saying that, she picked up a pill and threw it into her mouth, made a swallowing motion, and finally opened her mouth to show that she had really taken it: "This medicine is okay, three times a day, two pills each time, no more than three pills." God, your symptoms will definitely get better."

Yunchu thought that Huo Zhan would be moved by his enthusiastic performance and let him go after relenting.

However, the next moment, he frowned slightly in disgust, and even took a half step back. After a while, he said something completely irrelevant to this occasion in a hoarse voice: "You took off your shoes and socks earlier and touched the body." , didn’t even wash their hands.”

Yunchu wanted to burst into tears again: I'm sorry to bother you.

The adjutant's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at Yun Chu again in surprise, with a complicated expression on his face, an expression of "I didn't expect this beautiful girl to be so embarrassed."

Yun Chu took another deep breath, raised one corner of his mouth, and said stiffly: "Sir, it's just that the situation was too urgent and there was no time. Please take my words to heart. This may be the only anti-inflammatory drug that can save your life." The medicine is gone.”

"Sir, I hope you can live well and stay alive."

Her words were very soft, but when they fell, they were like a gust of wind blowing up dead leaves, carrying little weight.

Huo Zhan was silent for a moment, then reached out to take the paper package from her palm, and let out a low and deep laugh from his throat. After a moment, he casually curled his eyes: "You are very good at reading people's hearts. As I thought, you are a piece of cake." Good stuff.”

Yun Chu's heart sank again. Could it be that after this, he still wasn't willing to let her go?

"Remember your words, if you have a chance, go to Fengjin." Huo Zhan put the medicine away and gave her a leisurely look.

Yun Chu couldn't help but curl his lips at the village's luck. Sure enough, in Huo Zhan's case, she was just an insignificant person. Although she had some minor uses, after Xiaozhi moved him with emotion and reason, he still Let her go.

In this way, she can follow the plot and rely on the prophet to survive for a while.

As for going to Fengjin, let's wait until Huo Zhan survives this life and death problem.

Huo Zhan put his hand against his lips and coughed a few more times. Even his breath was burning. He took a few steps forward, picked up a saber from the trophies captured on the ground, weighed it in his hand, turned around and threw it to Yun. Chu You: "Don't die."

Yun Chu caught the saber that shone with sharp cold light again and was stunned for a moment.

Huo Zhan walked out of the shadows, and the sky-high firelight behind him allowed her to see his deep and meandering facial features more clearly. The high heat spread a natural blush on his face, giving him an astonishing beauty.

She couldn't help but repeat in her heart: Live well, Huo Zhan.

This time, she didn't have many thoughts in it. She just hoped that he could break through his destined fate and survive.