I Dumped My Prince Charming Once Again

"General!"

Fu Sheng also widened his eyes, and let go of his hand dully.

"Don't. Don't touch him." Xie Yu supported his abdomen and felt a sticky liquid. The blood on his face faded in an instant, and his voice became unbearably soft.

"Okay, general, okay. This subordinate understands." Xie Yu was escorted out.

Fu Sheng was lying on the ground in a daze, he looked at the top of his head blankly, why.

Why did Xie Yu help him block the sword.

[Ding—Fu Sheng's favorability +1, current total favorability: 41.]

After a while, the doctor came to see Fu Sheng. After taking his pulse, the old doctor frowned and shook his head at the guards behind him.

Fu Sheng understood his eyes, his eyes flickered slightly, and turned his head away.

Fu Sheng's health is not good, so the guards naturally understand, he frowned, "No, this man can't die, the general said, no matter what the cost, he must survive."

Fu Sheng raised his head abruptly, the guard looked serious and didn't look at him.

The old doctor's expression was very bad, "But this person's body."

After a pause, he glanced at Fu Sheng and said, "His body is just an empty shell, like a funnel, do you understand?"

The guards understood, and Fu Sheng naturally understood too.

His body has always been like this, no matter how much expensive soup and medicine he drinks, he can't absorb much, and how much he drinks is a waste.

He has always envied Xie Yu, envied that he could practice sword and horseback riding with his father, but he could only stay at home to study and drink medicine.

"The general said, no matter what the cost, you can just say what medicine you need." The guard glanced at Fu Sheng and said again.

Fu Sheng's eyes flickered, and his dirty fingers tightened slightly.

He has been here for a while, Xie Yu will have people torture him every day, and then ask him to drink very expensive medicinal soup to hang him when he is about to die, and then...

It was another round of torture.

Fu Sheng has long been familiar with such things.

The old doctor's expression was extremely bad, "Got it."

After the old doctor left, several people came in and carried Fu Sheng out. They took him to take a bath, treated his wounds, big and small, and then changed him into clean clothes and sent him back to the hospital. out of the cell.

But the prison cell when I went back was different from when I left.

The dirty cell was tidied up and replaced with a golden nanmu bed. There were even tables and bookshelves in the cell.

There was an exquisite tea set on the table, which contained his favorite West Lake Longjing tea, which was still hot.

There are some books he used to like on the bookshelf, and there are two pots of Luoyang Brocade on the shelf, which are flowers he used to like.

Fu Sheng almost didn't know this place anymore.

His body was very weak, and he was actually a little unable to stand, but he still stood there for a long time.

Which one will Xie Yu play again?

The guards guarding him outside didn't look at him at all.

But Fu Sheng turned his head back, looked at them and asked in a low voice, "How is he?"

The guard standing outside his cell glanced at him coldly, "Don't worry, Mr. Lao Fu, the general has experienced many battles, this small injury is nothing to worry about."

Fu Sheng's face changed slightly, yes, he is a great general of hussars. He has experienced hundreds of battles and suffered countless injuries, big and small. This sword is only a minor injury to him, so he doesn't need to worry about it at all.