"I asked him where he was, but the second sister-in-law ignored me and said she didn't know."

"When I asked this, she was sitting with Aunt Lan'er and several other women playing horse cranes!" Yang Huazhou said.

Yang Huazhong frowned even more tightly, "Is this still the case? Brother, I will go to town with you to find them early tomorrow morning!"

A family meeting was held at Lao Yang's house. Yang Huaan was angry and planned to take the second son, Yang Hualin, back to the village.

It's hundreds of miles away, near Heifeng Village, separated by many mountains.

Having just gone through several large and small battles, Da Qi officers and soldiers encircled and suppressed the bandits and achieved a complete victory.

The bandit's lair was destroyed.

But the soldiers also suffered numerous casualties.

At night, a full moon hangs on the treetops.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

From time to time in the camp, the cries and wails of wounded soldiers could be heard.

The wild beasts on the nearby hills were provoked and were ready to move.

Inside one of the tents.

Luo Fengtang was busy changing the dressings of the wounded soldiers.

When he opened the blood-stained bandage and saw the festering wound inside, Luo Fengtang took a deep breath.

Next to him, Wang Ling, who was helping him, was also shocked.

"No, this is just an ordinary stab wound, not deep."

"Apply disinfectant wine and gold wound medicine to stop bleeding, and the wound will heal soon."

"Why is it getting more serious?"

Luo Fengtang stared at the wounds of the wounded soldier with a puzzled look on his face.

Wang Ling said: "I also feel something is wrong. The last time I was caught by you and Qing Yatou, I was beaten to death."

"My skin was bruised and bruised, but after applying some of the gold wound medicine you gave me, everything was fine."

"This soldier's injury is not as serious as mine. How could it be like this?" Wang Ling said.

As if thinking of something, Luo Fengtang suddenly took out a bottle from the pile of bottles and cans beside him.

He opened it and poured some powder into his hand.

Then put it under your nose and smell it carefully.

"Asshole!"

He stood up angrily, and the muscles on his face were stiff with anger.

"Look at this wounded soldier, I'll go find the quartermaster and ask!"

With a gloomy face, he left the tent and entered the tent next door.

The quartermaster's surname was Fang, and his name was Fang Daheng.

He is in his early thirties, and as his name suggests, he has a rough face.

I was sitting under the lamp doing calculations, and my abacus was crackling.

Seeing Luo Fengtang barging in, Fang Daheng frowned in displeasure.

"You new recruit, do you understand the rules? You can break into the quartermaster's tent at will? Get out!" Fang Daheng said.

However, Luo Fengtang strode to Fang Daheng's table and placed the jar of golden medicine he had brought with him on the table.

"This golden medicine is adulterated and can't stop the bleeding at all!"

"Many wounded soldiers are now in worse condition. Quartermaster, what do you say?"

Luo Fengtang got straight to the point and asked in a deep voice.

Seeing Luo Fengtang's formation, Fang Daheng removed his hand from the abacus.

He picked up the bowl of tea next to him and took a leisurely sip.

Just now he raised his eyelids and glanced at Luo Fengtang.

"What do you know? The suppliers of these medicines are all famous red-top merchants in Daqi. How can they be fake!"

"You're just a new recruit, and you went into the quartermaster's tent to raise an army and ask for a crime. Do you want to eat a military stick if you commit the following crime?"

Fang Daheng asked sharply.

Luo Fengtang said nothing, with a gloomy face.

He suddenly came over and stretched out his long arms.

The next moment, Fang Daheng was grabbed by him.

He dragged her and walked towards the tent door.

Fang Daheng was startled, stuck his butt out and leaned hard on the ground, refusing to move.

"You brat, what do you want to do?" he asked.

"Come with me to the wounded soldiers' tent, so you can see clearly whether your bullshit medicine works or not!"

Luo Fengtang was born with great strength, and his hands were like iron pincers.

The Quartermaster simply couldn't break free.

He was dragged into the wounded soldiers' tent while shouting all the way.

Luo Fengtang pushed Fang Daheng to the ground.

"Look, see for yourself, our wounded soldiers used these medicines, and their injuries not only did not improve, but also worsened!"

"He, him, and him..."

Luo Fengtang's eyes turned red and he pointed at each one.

The wounded soldiers he pointed out were lying on the ground one by one, groaning in pain and struggling.

Some have even gone into coma and have high fevers that won't go away...

The wounded soldiers who were not unconscious stared at the quartermaster with angry eyes.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the quartermaster felt faint in his heart.

But he still stood up from the ground, straightened his back and said loudly: "I have been in procurement for many years, and I have devoted myself to the entire army!"

"The source of the drugs has also been mentioned. They are famous merchants in our Daqi country, not those shady drug dealers!"

"That reputation is guaranteed."

"There are many reasons why the injury has worsened. It has nothing to do with this medicine. My medicine is the best..."

"Bang!"

Before Fang Daheng finished speaking, he received a punch in the face.

Was knocked to the ground.

Fang Daheng got up from his place and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"Okay, you new recruit dares to hit the quartermaster. I'm not done with you..."

Luo Fengtang's face was terrifyingly gloomy.

He wanted to pounce and fight again, but was stopped by Wang Ling.

"The army has military discipline, Brother Luo, don't let yourself get involved with such a arrogant villain!" Wang Ling said anxiously.

The commotion here quickly spread to the military tent over there.

General Xiahou and Ning Su rushed over.

"How can it be appropriate to make such a fuss?"

General Xiahou looked at the two people who were at war with each other and lectured with a livid face.

"Both of you, come out with me!"

Inside the camp of General Xiahou.

Luo Fengtang and Fang Daheng both reported what happened to General Xiahou from their respective perspectives.

After listening to the two men's double-talk, General Xiahou looked very unhappy.

Ning Su's expression on the side also changed.

As good brothers who share the same adversity, he gave Luo Fengtang many suggestions when he was encircling and suppressing the bandits.

Ning Su was the first to stand up and support.

But this time, he hesitated.

He even secretly winked at Luo Fengtang.
To be continued...