This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Kuo went to the school grounds to train first, and then came back. In this hasty time, he caught up with Shen Huan and woke up from coughing.

He was on the spot for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Fortunately, General Lin didn't allow him to speak. He stood by the door to catch his breath and walked over. He was as tall and mighty as most of the soldiers in the army, but he was upright and his face was much gentler.

Shen Huan's flushed face faded a little, and his eyes were watery, staring at him.

General Lin knelt down and touched his forehead, "Do you still remember who I am?"

Shen Huan thought for a while, then shook his head.

At the same time, he glanced at Chen Kuo who was not far away, his eyes immediately panicked, his whole body trembled slightly, General Lin turned his head and glared at him.

He immediately walked out, and stood by the door under the cover of the heavy curtain.

"I came to see you last night." General Lin turned his head, smiled at him, and tucked him in the quilt again. "You still have a fever, don't catch a cold."

He had a kind face, and his words had the power to comfort people's hearts. Shen Huan opened his mouth, "It's you."

he said hoarsely.

When General Lin heard this, he immediately brought over the warm water that had been left to dry, and fed him a little.

Shen Huan obediently took a drink, raised his head and asked, "Uncle Lin, where is my father?"

He looked around for a week, but he didn't see the general, not even the people in the general's mansion, so he looked at General Lin anxiously, waiting for his answer.

General Lin smiled with difficulty, "Wait until you recover from your injury."

Chen Huan was still staring at him, with increasingly disappointed expression in his eyes, "...Didn't he come?"

"No," General Lin retorted, seeing Shen Huan looking at him expectantly again in a blink of an eye, he really couldn't bear it, and said: "The general has something to do, and he will come to see you after he finishes dealing with it."

"Really?" Chen Huan didn't believe it, but still nodded quietly, "When will he finish his work?"

General Lin looked at him.

He also looked at General Lin.

The wind and sand in the northwest left rough marks on General Lin's face. There were deep grooves everywhere on his face, making him look very old.

But he has a strong body, and it is not an exaggeration to be called a hunchback, which does not match the age on his face.

Shen Huan was on the contrary. He had a clean face, sharp eyes, and a straight nose, which already had the upright and handsome appearance of an adult man.

But his body was extremely thin, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

It's not quite like the half-child of the [-]th Five-Year Plan.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then Shen Huan thought about it, and felt that this is not Jingzhong after all, there must be many other rules.

He desperately suppressed his doubts, and asked with the last sliver of hope: "My father, did my father leave a letter for me?"

General Lin looked at his handsome and anxious appearance, and thought of how desolate the general's mansion had become, he couldn't help but have a sore nose.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice became hoarse, "It is estimated that people from the General's Mansion will arrive tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest."

The letter has already been sent to Beijing. If the chief steward of the General's Mansion is on his way, he might arrive tomorrow.

He grew up with Shen Huan, so it should be much easier for him to accept the matter of the general.

Sensing that he was not in the right mood, Shen Huan vaguely guessed that something might have happened in Jingzhong, but he explained the day after tomorrow, so he suppressed his doubts and began to look forward to it again.

At this moment, the door curtain was blown up by a gust of wind, Chen Kuo stood by the door and did not dare to approach the bed, and said in a low voice from a distance: "General, there are people from Beijing."

General Lin immediately got up and glanced at Shen Huan at the same time.

Shen Huan's eyes lit up.

General Lin glared at Chen Kuo, Chen Kuo shut his mouth and hid behind the curtain again.

General Lin turned his head and patted Shen Huan's shoulder lightly, "I'll go and have a look."

Shen Huan grabbed his sleeve and asked anxiously: "Is that my father?"

"I'll go and have a look first," General Lin sighed, and told him, "Drink the medicine first."

Shen Huan nodded happily, and slowly let go of his hand.

General Lin walked out of the tent, Chen Kuo followed him, and said, "It is Wu Da who is in command of the imperial guards."

Unexpectedly, General Lin paused.

"He also brought an imperial physician with him," Chen Kuo continued, "is it the person who came out of the original East Palace, a cavalry officer who traveled far away, and even followed an imperial physician to accompany him? Are there enough people in the hospital?"

General Lin walked ahead with heavy footsteps, he couldn't feel his heart, and said with a dark face, "You are the only one who talks a lot."

Chen Kuo said so much wrong now, and he also realized the difference in his status from one moment to another, so he shut up and stopped scolding.

The distance between the deliberative tents and the auxiliary tents is not too far, and they are very careful when they are planted. Jackie Chan heads straight for the gate of the camp.

It can not only allow your own people to walk in quickly without wasting time, but at the same time, it can confuse outsiders' sight, so that they will not be caught by the enemy when they are attacked.

The tent was not too big or too small, and there was an old long table inside.

But depending on the style and degree of newness, it is estimated that it will take decades.

Song Chunjing stood by the table without looking around, and waited for someone to bring in two teacups and put them on the table, "Please drink, both of you."

Song Chunjing nodded gently to the visitor, very polite.

Wu Da looked at the green teacup, lifted the lid and took a look, there was a bowl of white water inside, not a single piece of tea leaves.

Uda: "..."

Song Chunjing also took a look, and raised his slender and handsome eyebrows slightly, "It is said that the military supplies are tight, and it seems that it is indeed tight."

He took a cup of tea from Shan Ruliu, took a sip, and felt that the water was much sweeter than Jingzhong, with a natural fragrance.

So he drank most of it in one gulp.

Wu Da looked curiously, took a sip, and opened his eyes in surprise, "This water is so sweet."

He flipped his wrist and downed a whole bowl.

The door curtain was moved again, and General Lin walked in with the battalion commander and several supervisors, "You two distinguished guests, I am really far away from welcoming you."

Wu Da glanced at Song Chunjing, Song Chunjing silently took two steps back and stood behind Wu Da.

General Lin approached him a little closer, and clasped his fists at him, "The commander of the imperial guards has come from a long way, why not?"

Wu Da returned a salute, "I came here suddenly without prior notice, how abrupt it is, I hope General Haihan."

"My family, don't talk about the scene." General Lin laughed.

He reached out and lifted the chair, "Please sit down."

Wu Da sat down, and then the visitors sat down one by one. In the room, only Song Chunjing stood aside, and Wu Da felt as if weeds had grown in his heart.

He said to Song Chunjing cautiously, "Physician Song, please sit down."

Song Chunjing didn't talk much, and sat behind him.

General Lin felt that the imperial physician's status was a bit too high, so he took a look at him, only to think that he was very good-looking and well-dressed.

When he thought about it again, he immediately made a mistake, and exchanged a meaningful look with the battalion commander next to him.

Wu Da cut to the chase and said, "General Lin must have heard about the loss of someone in the General's Mansion."

General Lin nodded, waiting for him to continue.

"Time is precious, let me just say it straight," he observed the expressions of the people present, and said, "The son of the general's mansion came to the northwest far away, and half of them were lost after leaving, and now their whereabouts are unknown. You have already heard about the tragedy of the general's mansion, The emperor executed the murderer and repaid his justice, but the general's mansion is extremely lonely, the emperor felt very sad in his heart, and sent me to look for Young Master Shen, if he was found, he would be escorted back to Beijing safely, forget about the general's last wish."

General Lin glanced at Chen Kuo, who was silent at the end, and lightly lifted his finger under the table, "Has the murderer been executed? Didn't you say that we should go back and watch the execution?"

Wu Da sighed, regrettably said: "King Li has committed countless crimes, and he failed to resist the torture, so he died."

At the other end, Chen Kuo left silently.

Song Chunjing saw his quiet back from the corner of his eye, and lowered his eyelids.

Chen Kuo got out of the tent and hurried all the way to his own tent.

Shen Huan was in a good mood, obediently drank the medicine, and was in a daze when the door curtain suddenly opened, and he squinted his eyes in the light that came in.

When he regained his sight, Chen Kuo was already standing in front of the bed.

The doctor went to get the medicine, but General Lin was not there, and there was no one else in the tent.

When he appeared here rashly, Shen Huan was really startled. He immediately recalled the fear of the day before, trembling uncontrollably, and the blood on his face faded visible to the naked eye.

Chen Kuo didn't care too much, and asked directly: "Do you know the commander of the Imperial Guard?"

Shen Huan stared at him without blinking, his pupils contracted in fear, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Chen Kuo cursed secretly in his heart, controlled his temper, and asked again: "The former chief cavalry officer of the Eastern Palace, Wu Da, has come to look for you. Does your family have any friendship with him?"

Hearing the name of a familiar person, Shen Huan suddenly returned to his senses.

The distant and untouchable memories have been buried in the bottom of my heart, and it is thrilling to be revealed suddenly.

The ambushes encountered when they came, the tragic death of all the guards, and the overwhelming blood.

He recalled the heart-pounding fear again.

Chen Kuo completely lost his patience, and said impatiently: "If you touch it, you will die, and you are not a girl, so why should you pay attention to chastity?"

Shen Huan beat the drum in his heart and hammered the gong in his head, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

Blood rushed to the top of his head, and his pale face turned red, but only in the blink of an eye.

"..."

Chen Kuo let out an "ah", squatted down and pushed his shoulder.

Shen Huan glanced at him, his eyes were unfocused, his pupils dilated suddenly, he turned sideways with a "wow", and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The hairs all over Chen Kuo's body exploded, and he immediately lifted him up and hugged him in his arms, making his face face down slightly, fearing that the blood would rush into his trachea.

At the same time, he hurriedly opened the door curtain with his foot in his arms, "Quick, drag the doctor here!"

When the guard on duty saw the blood-stained person, he was so frightened that he immediately went to ask the doctor.

Chen Kuo turned around to return the account, and said, "No, I..."

The person in his arms seemed to be made of porcelain, he couldn't even say a single harsh word, and it would shatter if he accidentally said it.

He couldn't even scold, let alone beat him. He didn't know what to say for a while, and became dumb.

Shen Huan swallowed blood, but reached out and grabbed his sleeve tightly, "East Palace... The people in the East Palace are here to kill me!"

Chen Kuo was stunned for a moment, his eyes reflected that he was holding his hand, slender, fair, and extremely thin.

The blood in his hand was stained on his clothes, leaving several mottled bloodstains.

"...Don't let him find me." Shen Huan prayed.

Chen Kuo didn't make a sound, he thought he was going to carry him out to Wu Da, Shen Huan struggled, "Prince... The prince has always wanted to kill me, the assassin who came here, maybe...the people from the East Palace."

There is a shocking event buried here, Chen Kuo asked in shock: "Didn't the Li Palace send someone to attack the General's Palace?"

"King Li, what reason does King Li have to attack the General's Mansion?" Shen Huan said, suddenly, his hands and feet were cold, and his head also became cold, "The General's Mansion?"

"What happened to the general's mansion?" He asked eagerly.