You are my golden finger

The two men traveled day and night like this, and finally arrived at the border six days later.

In order to facilitate activities in the military camp, Lin Xijin changed into men's clothes. Not to mention, Lin Xijin in men's clothes was elegant, handsome, and dashing.

Lin Xijin was immediately taken to Murong Xu's military tent by An Yi. To prevent a second assassination attempt, the military tent was heavily guarded. Lin Xijin checked a little and found that in addition to the guards in the open, there were also secret guards guarding all around, which showed the loyalty of Murong Xu's men.

Without caring too much, Lin Xijin began to check on Murong Xu. His face was pale, his lips were black, and his breath was weak. If it weren't for the antidote pills she gave him to alleviate some of the toxicity, and the heart-protecting pills to protect his heart, he might have died long ago.

"An Yi, guard the military tent and don't let anyone in!" Lin Xijin ordered.

"Yes!"

With a wave of his hand, Murong Xu was sent to the operating room in the space. After a thorough examination, it was found that the poison this time was the same as the poison in the valley last time, which showed that it was the same group of people who poisoned him.

Lin Xijin gave Murong Xu nutrient solution and detoxification drugs, and fed him detoxification pills and spiritual spring water. She then used the spiritual spring water to clean the wound, re-bandaged it, and finally gave him another injection to help clear his meridians.

After some first aid, it was found that Murong Xu's complexion had improved a lot, his lips were no longer black, but just white.

After more than an hour, the nutrient solution and detoxification medicine were all infused. Lin Xijin sent Murong Xu out of the space, then opened the door of the military tent and let An Yi in. The military doctor who usually took care of Murong Xu also followed in. When they saw Murong Xu's face, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

The military doctor rushed forward to take the patient's pulse and found that most of the toxins had been cleared and the pulse was beating steadily and strongly. The patient should be able to wake up by tomorrow.

He hurried to Lin Xijin, bowed to her, and said excitedly: "Young man, you are so noble that you traveled thousands of miles to the border to save the Ninth Prince. You have excellent medical skills and you have brought people back to health. I admire you."

Lin Xijin dodged and refused his greeting.

"You are too kind, old doctor. It is just a small favor. You don't deserve my thanks."

"Thank you for your hard work, little brother. I dare not bother you today. I will ask you for advice some other day."

"You're welcome, old doctor. Let's learn from each other!"

The old doctor said goodbye and left, and An Yi also solemnly expressed his gratitude to Lin Xijin.

When Lin Xijin was introducing Murong Xu's nursing care to An Yi, a subordinate came to ask An Yi to go out. The two of them whispered at the door for a while, and An Yi came back, but his face was so gloomy that it looked like water dripping out.

"Are you in any trouble?" Lin Xijin asked kindly.

The problem reported by his subordinates was a military secret. An Yi didn't want to say it at first, but thinking of her mysterious methods, he hesitated for a while and said, "I guess someone in the court is doing something bad. The military rations were not delivered on time, and the army has been out of food for two days."

Lin Xijin sighed secretly. This was all within her expectations. Power struggles are always life-and-death struggles. Cruelty is the root of it. At the critical moment, you are cut off from food and medicine. You can't be killed by the enemy with real swords and guns, but you die under the cold arrows of your own people. I guess Murong Xu is facing all of this now.

"Are there any more medicinal herbs?" Lin Xijin asked in order to confirm her guess.

"Not much left."

"Can you find an empty warehouse in a nearby town?"

"Sure. The nearest town, Jialin, is thirty miles away. There is a warehouse requisitioned by the troops there."

"You go out and prepare the horses first, and tell the secret guards to guard this place. No one is allowed to come in before we come back." After Lin Xijin gave the instructions, An Yi left quickly.

She sent Murong Xu to the space ward again, as she didn't want Murong Xu to have another accident.

He walked out of the military tent and rode towards Jialin Town with An Yi.

Thirty miles away, they arrived soon after galloping. Lin Xijin asked An Yi to guard outside, and went into the warehouse. He released some medicinal materials and finished medicines from the space, and then put some pork, beef, mutton and eggs, and finally filled the remaining space in the warehouse with rice, noodles and flour.

They let An Yi in to take a look, locked the warehouse door as he looked stunned, and the two of them started their return journey.

An Yi drove the car, unable to digest what he had seen and heard in the past few days. The worst thing was that he had no one to share all this with, and his head was a little swollen.

Lin Xijin didn't care what he thought. Having a blocked head was not a disease. She had no medicine to treat him, so she let him digest it on his own.

After returning to the military camp, An Yi immediately arranged for people to transport food.

Lin Xijin returned to Murong Xu's military tent, entered the space, saw that he was fine, fed him some spiritual spring water, and then brought him out.

Night came especially early at the border. Before the 3:00 p.m., the sun had already lost its brilliance and the sky had darkened. However, the ground was covered with white snow, and with the reflection of the snow and ice, one could see things without turning on a lamp.

Soon, there was jubilation outside the military tent.

"Oh, the food has arrived. We'll have a full meal tonight!" Without going out to see, you can tell that the food and medicinal herbs have been transported back.

Lin Xijin walked out of the military tent and saw a winding convoy loaded with things. Soldiers stood in front of each military tent, and some followed the convoy to help unload the vehicles. The younger ones shouted excitedly, while the older ones were more calm, but they also had smiles on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xijin felt bitter. These soldiers defended their country and were not afraid of dying on the battlefield, but they were bullied by the vicious dogs who were just sitting there doing nothing.

If Murong Xu can be of great use, it seems that the important matters of Qing Cejun and Jing Sihai will have to be put on the agenda.

The military camp had bone soup and meat sauce noodles for dinner that night. The soldiers hadn’t smelled meat for who knows how long, so they enjoyed the meal particularly well.

An Yi personally brought a bowl of noodles. Although there was food in Lin Xijin's space, she didn't want to act too special in the military camp, so she started eating anyway.

I have to say, the cooks in the military camp are good cooks. I cooked the food tonight with great care and it tasted pretty good.

In order to make it easier for Lin Xijin to take care of Murong Xu, An Yi specially vacated the military tent next to where he usually lived for her to live. Lin Xijin asked An Yi to cut the tarpaulin from the inside, open a secret door, and connect the two military tents to make it easier to take care of the patient.

"An Yi, there is no need to arrange too many people to guard at night. Ordinary vigilance will be enough. You can go down and have a rest. I will take good care of your master." Lin Xijin didn't want to be stared at by too many people, so she instructed An Yi.

"Okay, Miss Lin, I'll arrange it right away." An Yi stepped out.

Lin Xijin brought the people into the space as usual, and seeing that Murong Xu was fine, she went back to work. She fed the big tiger and the wolves, played with them for a while, and then went to make medicine.

After washing up, he sat on the chaise longue in the ward to rest. Soon he heard Murong Xu's muffled groaning and had to go forward to check.

Murong Xu's face flushed a little, his brows were furrowed, and veins bulged on his forehead, as if he had encountered something irritating.

Lin Xijin felt a little soft-hearted, but couldn't help. She could only stroke his brows with her hand and said softly, "Murong Xu, you'd better wake up quickly. Your soldiers need you. They can't even eat."

As if he understood her words, Murong Xu's eyelids trembled, but he did not wake up in the end.