Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] and [-] - Temporary application of tiger wolf grass with time poison has obvious effect, and the inner strength of the first awakening after a long illness will be successful

On the bed, a pale-faced thin young man closed his eyes tightly, the scar on his face faded into a thin line, his lips were faded, and the blood was gone.Against the white underclothes, his features are even more frightening and lifeless.

"What does this mean?" Tang Lan stared at the military doctor in front of him, his tall figure covered his halo, his rare expression was ruthless, "You are a doctor, whether you are dead or alive, you can't even give me an accurate answer?"

The young man in front of him was quite aggressive, and the smell of blood on his body had not faded. The military doctor wiped the sweat on his cheeks with his sleeve, and said worriedly: "This... the blood has stopped, and the pulse is the same... This old man has been treating for most of his life. I have never seen such a situation before..."

"I've been in a coma for nearly three months. If you don't give me an explanation... why are you still waiting to go back to Beijing to see the imperial doctor?" Tang Lan looked away from the military doctor and stared at the person on the bed.

"Maybe...if this is the case...maybe it's caused by some kind of chronic toxin...?" The military doctor trembled.

Tang Lanwen's eyelids twitched when he heard the words behind him, then turned around slowly, stared at the military doctor and said, "I don't need your explanation, I want you to either give me a way to save her, or leave now if she can't be cured."

The military doctors were overwhelmed, and they were in a dilemma.

At this time, Wei Xu put on his armor and lifted the curtain to enter the tent. Seeing that the person on the bed was still quiet, Tang Lan and the military doctor were relatively silent, so he asked, "There is still no sign of waking up?"

Tang Lan remained silent, and the military doctor replied from the side: "General... This situation is really rare... If it has always been like this, then we have to say that the crux of the problem is not this external injury, but the previous internal injury that made him unconscious..."

"Internal injury?" Wei Xu frowned and said, "He has no internal energy, where did the internal injury come from?"

"For example, the root cause of the disease from childhood or...toxins invading the body, such strange omens as unconsciousness for a long time are extremely rare."

Wei Xu asked: "If it's poisoning, why did it happen at this time?"

The military doctor sorted out his thoughts, and said eloquently: "Maybe it's chronic toxins... Maybe it's the trauma that caused the toxins to attack together, blocking the circulation of Qi and blood in the body, and just fell into a coma."

"Is there a way to force poison?"

The military doctor was in a dilemma again: "This is just a temporary guess... If this is true, the location of the toxin is still uncertain, and it is not easy to diagnose and treat the symptoms..."

Wei Xu couldn't help being anxious: "Then what should we do? Since the pulse is present, we can't let him lie down all the time?"

The military doctor frowned, thought for a while, and said: "It's hard to say whether there is poisoning or not... How about using the method of attacking poison with poison, first to penetrate the stagnant Qi and blood, supplemented by internal pressure, and see if there is any poison." Effect?"

"Is there any risk?" Tang Lan asked suddenly.

The military doctor replied: "It's... hard to say, but at least there is a possibility of waking up."

"Then let's try first," Wei Xu said quickly, with the usual pride in his tone, "When it comes to internal strength, there are few people in the military who can match me..."

The military doctor stepped forward to check the pulse on the bed again, then nodded and said, "Fu Chen's constitution is cold, even if he's not quite sure that this will help him wake up immediately, the effect will still be beneficial..."

Tang Lan remained silent on one side, her eyes facing the person on the bed.

Military doctor Dian Dian ground up the freshly crushed herbs, and when he returned to his tent, the two young generals had changed their clothes, and the smell of blood dissipated a bit.

"Why so slow?" Seeing that the military doctor arrived several hours later, Wei Xu frowned dissatisfied.

The military doctor came forward with the medicine powder, and said: "This little battle has just ended, there are still a group of wounded brothers in the camp, the manpower in the hermitage is tight, the villain has to collect the medicine by himself..."

"What kind of poison is this?" Tang Lan asked from the side.

The military doctor replied: "Tiger wolf grass, also known as 'hook kiss', is quite common in the back mountains. Ordinary people who eat it will often suffer from muscle paralysis, difficulty in breathing and even damage to the heart arteries, but in Fu Chen's case, I have to take a risk. "

At the same time, he opened Fu Chen's chin again, and applied the ground medicinal herbs in the bowl to Fu Chen's tongue.

The two people on the side watched.

After the military doctor finished painting, he took the water on the table and said to the two: "Please help lift his upper body up, General."

Wei Xu stepped forward to support Fu Chen's shoulders, but was still suddenly clicked by the thin butterfly bones on the back of his shoulders and neck. He adjusted his posture and lifted his chin lightly.

The military doctor slowly poured water in, and the young man's eyelashes drooped, still haggard.

Wei Xu stroked his neck with two fingers, only to see that his Adam's apple did not move, and he finally swallowed the water in his mouth.

The military doctor wiped the corners of Fu Chen's lips with a handkerchief, then put away the medicine bowl, and sighed: "The rest is up to the general. Now, if you take a risk, you will do your best."

He got up to pack his things.

Wei Xu helped Fu Chen up and made him sit upright in front of him. The moment he couldn't hold on anymore, he poured his internal energy with his hands, and the heat flow absorbed him.

Seeing that Fu Chen was unable to support himself again, Wei Xu frowned and said to the side: "Come and help!"

Tang Lan stepped forward and supported Fu Chen's body from the front, while saying seriously: "My internal energy is yin, so it's inconvenient to transport it in the body at the same time, it's up to you first."

"Just support him." Wei Xu's forehead was covered with sweat, full of enthusiasm, and he didn't want to talk to Tang Lan.

From the front, Tang Lan happened to be able to see Fu Chen's wet cheeks, under the straight nose line, and his lips panting lightly.

Seeing this appearance, he knew that Fu Chen had improved, so he said to Wei Xu: "Hurry up!"

Wei Xu ignored him, and put more force on his hands, pouring out his inner strength, and wetness appeared on his two thick eyebrows.

Supporting Fu Chen's shoulder blades, Tang Lan felt his whole body burn.

After something happened, Wei Xu brushed the sweat off his brow, and Tang Lan gently let Fu Chen lie on the bed.

Tang Lan looked at Fu Chen's slightly flushed cheeks, and said in a deep voice, "It seems to be somewhat effective."

He glanced back at Wei Xu who was also covered in sweat, turned around and said softly, "I'll watch over here, you go back and clean up."

Wei Xu didn't want to say much, he glanced at the person on the bed, and left immediately.

Tang Lan stood still, her long body just blocking the light of the candle, just covering Fu Chen's body.

After taking a bath, Wei Xu came back to the tent again. Seeing that Tang Lan was guarding the bedside, but there was no movement on the bed, he stepped forward and said, "I'll watch."

Tang Lan didn't want to stay longer with him, nor did she want to argue with him, so she got up and sat down on the side couch, closing her eyes and contemplating.

The silence of the night.

Wei Xu was in a daze, and time slowed down.

In a daze, he seemed to see the eyeballs of the person on the bed roll. He was astonished by his illusion, and leaned over to take a closer look.

"……you're awake."

Fu Chen slightly raised his eyelids twice, still in a daze, apparently not knowing the moment.

Tang Lan approached the bed, with various emotions flashing in his eyes, and finally turned into a sigh of surprise and joy: "Zijie! You finally woke up..."

Fu Chen opened his mouth lightly, the corners of his lips were covered with dry skin, which was wet from exhaling just now, and now it was stuck between his lips and teeth in vain, and his throat seemed to be glued with snake fluid, and he fell silent for a moment.

He looked around and waited until the memory slowly whirled.

Tang Lan handed over the water and helped Fu Chen to swallow it slowly.After several actions, he suddenly realized what the situation was.

In an instant, the bloody dark rain, the screams of swords and guns, the screams of death in front of someone's blood...all rushed into his eyes, and he recalled that before he fell to the ground, he grabbed a person, with a pair of closed eyes and a hand in his hand. Flowing bright red.

"... Where is Jia... Yun...?"

Fu Chen asked as soon as he opened his mouth, his rough voice was hoarse and broken as if it had been ground by rocks and gravel.

Tang Lan and Wei Xu were all taken aback, not knowing whether it was because of his sudden change of voice or the unfamiliar address.

"Admiral Jia is dead," Wei Xu replied, and then said, "Your voice..."

"Drink a few more sips of water," Tang Lan handed over the water again, and said to Fu Chen, "You have been in a coma for nearly three months, and you have not woken up during this time. You thought you had some kind of illness and tried various methods. It wakes you up... don't think about anything else now, it's important to have a good rest first."

Fu Chen's eyes were glazed over, Jia Yun was dead, and his mission ended like this?

Suddenly, simply, it gave him a burst of horror.

He still remembered the touch of warm red blood on his hands, and he had so much blood on his hands, some from living people, some from insects and beasts.

A strange thought popped up, he actually failed to wash the blood off his hands this time.

It actually set a precedent for the man who killed his father and enemy.

He closed his eyes and let out a long trembling breath, everything went according to plan, and there was no need to look back.

Fu Chen lowered his head slightly, his curly hair scattered on his cheeks, adding a little anger, but his face was still sickly pale.

He still felt a faint pain in his shoulder, and the dryness of his throat made him dazed.

After a long pause, he just recalled what Tang Lan said just now that he had been in a coma for nearly three months, nearly three months?

He raised his head, looked at Wei Xu who hesitated to speak, and Tang Lan who had worried eyes, swallowed, and reluctantly said, "Thank you very much..."

Wei Xu said, "Have you ever been poisoned before?"

Fu Chen was surprised by his question, then shook his head: "No."

Wei Xu raised his thick eyebrows: "Is the sword wound on your shoulder still a problem? Do you have other ailments?"

"I don't have internal strength to protect my body. The advantage is that all injuries are flesh wounds, and the meridian flow will not be damaged." Fu Chen curved his lips slightly, but it didn't look like a smile.

Wei Xu said strangely: "Before you fell into a coma and didn't wake up for three months. The military doctor thought you were controlled by some kind of toxin, so you were in a coma for a long time. Now it seems that the reason is not here..."

"It's really hard for you to worry about me for so long," Fu Chen said indifferently, "I don't know if the barbarian army has made any moves in the past few months?"

Wei Xu continued: "Since the admiral's rescue failed, the barbarian army took advantage of the chaos to harass several times, and it hasn't stopped these days. However, they still don't make big moves, and we don't have the intention to deal with it directly. It took a long time ..."

"I see," Fu Chen straightened up again, raised his head and said, "Although I've been in a coma for a long time, I don't have any serious injuries. In a few days, I'll be able to fight the enemy again..."

"You are not alone in the army," Wei Xu said slightly dissatisfied seeing him being active, "Let's rest for a few days, the barbarian army can still handle it now."

Fu Chen didn't speak, Wei Xu had known that he was stubborn, so he fell silent at this moment, he said: "General Liao just asked me to explain something, you should rest here first."

Fu Chen nodded, Wei Xu strode forward, and when he left, he glanced aside at Tang Lan without stopping.

Fu Chen looked at his walking shadow, lowered his eyes lightly, and said nothing.

Tang Lan, who had been silent for a long time, stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and then hugged him lightly. Only then did Fu Chen realize that his hand was not much warmer than his patient's.

Between friends, there is a heart that does not need to be spoken.

Fu Chen patted the other person's back lightly.

For some reason, he suddenly fell in love with her.He once joined the army to practice martial arts full of hatred, but he knows that there is always enough warm home in this world to accommodate his temporary relaxation and short-term forgetting.

"don’t worry."

"I thought you were dead." Tang Lan said.

In the same way, Fu Chen remembered that he said the same thing when drinking in a tavern last time.

Fu Chen leaned on his shoulder lightly with sadness in his eyes, and said, "Don't worry, I won't die so easily."

At least, before he died, he had to finish what he was going to do.

"sorry."

"what happened?"

"It makes you worry again."

"Heh." Tang Lan chuckled afterward, but didn't know what to say.

Fu Chen closed his eyes bitterly, but in his heart he didn't feel the joy of having his wish come true.

He patted the back of the person beside him hard. If deception was betrayal, he might have already betrayed his only friend in the army.

Restraining relatives and betraying friends, he has no face to live in the world for a long time.