"General, what happened?" A handsome young man came in.
Fengrui turned around and said in a deep voice: "Old Jiang, come here and take a look."
Lao Jiang is Fengrui's personal warrior. Not only is he excellent in martial arts, but his medical skills are much better than those of ordinary military doctors.
It's a pity that no matter how good his medical skills are, he is still no match for Feng Jiu'er, otherwise he wouldn't be able to smell the medicine in the chrysanthemum tea today.
"Yes, General." Lao Jiang held his hands and strode over.
He picked up the bottles on the table, unscrewed them one by one, put them in front of his nose, and finally shook his head.
"Back to General, these are some antidote pills."
"Old General Yuan didn't score one!" The guard glanced at Fengrui coldly, then turned and came to the bed.
He bent down, picked up two fallen pills from the ground, and threw them to the ground hard.
"Old General Yuan is kind to us, how can we harm him?"
"Save people!" Fengrui ordered in a deep voice.
"Yes." Lao Jiang accepted the order with his hands in hand.
When the military doctor saw Lao Jiang coming, he immediately gave up his position.
"Mr. Jiang, I really don't understand this situation. General Yuan is feeling hot all over and his pulse is very messy. It looks like..."
As soon as Lao Jiang sat down by the bed, Feng Rui, who had a gloomy look on his face, came behind him.
"How?" he asked in a deep voice.
Lao Jiang let go of General Yuan's pale palm, stood up, turned around, and shook his head lightly: "Back to General, the situation is not good! I'm afraid..."
"Afraid of what?" Fengrui frowned.
Lao Jiang held his hand again and whispered: "There is no way to save the day."
"What?" Fengrui clenched his fist tightly and stared at the pale General Yuan for a moment.
After a while, he shook off his clothes and turned around.
"Use the best medicine to revive him no matter what. Even if he wakes up just for a moment, I, the general, must get the military talisman!"
"You have gone too far!" The Yuan family guard suddenly stood up.
Fengrui pushed him away with a palm and strode out.
"You'd better hope he wakes up, otherwise no one will be able to see the sunshine tomorrow!"
"Report!" Before Fengrui left the wing, a guard ran in.
When he saw Fengrui, he immediately knelt down and said, "General, the enemy is so fond of you that they may attack the city soon."
Fengrui heard this, stopped, turned around, and frowned.
"Mr. Yuan, please continue to pretend to be dead. I will go to Chenjia Village to find the little guy for the military talisman."
"Don't worry! I won't be merciful this time!"
Fengrui snorted coldly and turned around again to leave, but unexpectedly, another guard ran over.
"General, there's a fire in the house." The guard knelt down and said.
"General." A new face ran into the wing room, "There was an explosion at the military camp. I heard that what was burned was... grain, the granary."
Inside and outside the wing, there was a mess.
Another inn not far away had a completely different scene.
When Feng Jiuer and Xiao Yingtao changed their clothes and came out, Jian Yi was having a meal.
"Jianyi, why didn't you wait for us?" Little Cherry pursed her lips and went over to sit down.
Jian Yi ignored her, put down his chopsticks, stood up, and pulled out a chair for Feng Jiu'er.
"Thank you." Feng Jiuer said with a slight smile.
The neglected Little Cherry watched helplessly as Jianyi served Feng Jiuer soup, rice and vegetables, but there was not even an empty bowl in front of her.
There were a few knocks on the door. Xing Zizhou opened the door and walked in.
Little Cherry felt the familiar scent, turned around and looked at him aggrievedly.
Xing Zizhou came behind her, rubbed her head gently and said, "Don't worry about them, I'm here."
