Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Su Chengfeng looked at Lu Ziqing with an expression that said, "What are you up to again?" "Where are you going?"

He glanced at the cavalrymen standing beside him and said, "What are you going to do with the cavalrymen? Don't even think about leaving until you explain clearly."

Lu Ziqing tied the string of the bamboo hat around his neck shorter and said calmly.

"People are dying in the camp every day. I have to go to the mountains to pick some herbs to save people before it rains. If you have anything to say, wait until I get back."

Save people! Save people again!

Sometimes Su Chengfeng was very curious. Is it true that as a doctor, there is nothing else on their mind except curing diseases and saving lives?

Su Chengfeng suppressed his anger and said, "There are plenty of medical officers in the camp who need to save people. Those self-righteous and famous doctors don't care. Why are you worrying about it? I don't have the same high standards as you. You can say whatever you want to me."

The loud voice startled Lu Ziqing so much that his eyebrows jumped and he felt secretly angry.

"Are you afraid that others won't know that we left them in danger without helping them, and that you want to watch them die?"

He glanced at the soldiers behind him, pulled Su Chengfeng aside and whispered.

"I have to go today. You know, once we enter this military camp, we can only move forward and there's no turning back. If we want to have a chance to enter the palace, we must gain the general's trust. Regardless of success or failure, I'm going to take this gamble."

Su Chengfeng knew very well that from the day they made their choice, there was no turning back.

Although life, death and wealth are in the hands of God, he still didn't feel comfortable letting Lu Ziqing take risks alone.

He raised his head and took a deep breath, then said helplessly, "Okay, I'll do as you say, but the mountains are very dangerous. I'll go instead, and you go back to the camp."

Su Chengfeng pulled the horse to get on, but the person next to him snatched the reins away. Before he could react, Lu Ziqing jumped onto the horse's back and turned his head to look down at him?

"Since you don't know how to use herbs, you should stay in the camp and help. Wu Ji can be a bit reckless sometimes, so you need to keep an eye on him. We'll be delayed in the mountains for a while, and I'm afraid we won't be back before dark, but... I'll try my best. I'm leaving."

"Eh...you..."

Before Su Chengfeng could finish speaking, Lu Ziqing rode his horse towards the mountains.

The straight-line distance to the mountain seems close, but in fact, the road that can be reached by horseback or on foot requires a long detour, and it took almost half an hour to reach the mountain.

The light in the mountains is darker than outside, and there are mostly thorns and bushes, steep slopes and rugged terrain. Horses cannot go there, so one can only walk.

Lu Ziqing and the soldiers carried cloth bags on their backs and held short knives in their hands, walking along the winding path deep into the mountains.

As the altitude increased, the air gradually became clearer. Soon, Lu Ziqing came to a patch of lush vegetation on the mountainside, which was of many varieties.

He glanced around, afraid of missing a familiar plant, and soon harvested a lot of Sophora flavescens and Kochia scoparia, as well as some other herbs.

Then they were distributed to the soldiers one by one and instructed.

"You can look for herbs elsewhere according to these instructions. The forest here is large, so remember to mark the trees. Don't forget."

Soldiers: "Okay, we'll meet at the foot of the mountain when the signal flare goes off."

After the group dispersed, Lu Ziqing continued to climb the mountain alone along a path that could barely be considered a road. Every time he walked a short distance, he would carve a mark on the tree trunk and dug up a lot of herbs along the way.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally reached a flat area covered with dense vegetation. The area was overgrown with weeds, and branches and leaves were intertwined overhead. It was dark and quiet.

Lu Ziqing walked around here for a few times and found nothing, so he prepared to leave.

Sudden.

"Shh-"

The sand layer on the ground collapsed, and he lost his balance instantly. His mind went blank and he fell off the cliff.

He rolled several times on his back on the steep slope covered with twigs and weeds. He felt a "bang bang" vibration in his head and the "crackling" sound of twigs breaking in his ears.

The herbs rolled down the slope until they reached the middle of the mountain, where they rubbed against the twigs and weeds to act as a buffer.

Lu Ziqing quickly thrust the short knife in his hand into the soil, and a lot of fine dirt rolled down and landed on his face.

The smell of damp earth mixed with weeds filled my nose and was not very pleasant.

He turned his head to spit out the mud and sand that fell into his mouth, which also startled a nest of ants in front of him and made them run around in panic.

Lu Ziqing exerted force with one arm and grabbed the thin branches above with his other hand, trying to climb up little by little using his ingenuity.

However, the surface gravel and soil were loose and could not bear his weight, so he slid down rapidly as soon as he applied force.

"Ah-ah-"

"Boom-"

He fell slamming into a deep pit, and dull pain immediately spread throughout his limbs, especially his lower back, pelvis, and legs.

The clothes were torn in several places, and a trace of bright red was seeping out.

Lu Ziqing stood up with difficulty, supporting himself with one hand on the wall of the cave. He leaned against the wall and looked around. This was a deep pit about three meters high. The entrance was not small and was blocked by some scattered weeds.

The pit was very wide, and the light was dim and damp, so that even in broad daylight there was a chill.

The walls of the cave were covered with green plants, weeds and vines.

He covered his wound, brushed off the weeds on his head, and shouted outside the cave: "Hey, is there anyone here? Help!"

"Hey--"

After shouting a few times, only the echo in the cave responded.

Where did these people come from in the wilderness?

Lu Ziqing laughed at himself, "Did I fall down and become stupid?"

We must leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise, even if we don't suffer any other injuries, we may lose our ability to move due to our injuries and freeze to death or starve to death.

He collected his thoughts, stepped on the uneven bottom of the wall with pain, and climbed up with all his strength.

But the surroundings were slippery, and he was injured, so he was clumsy and fell every time he climbed. After a long time, he finally couldn't move anymore.

Less than a quarter after the You hour, the sky darkened early, with occasional muffled thunders and strong winds making the branches crackle.

After Lu Ziqing left, Su Chengfeng was very busy and two more people died in the afternoon.

The sky was now filled with heavy dark clouds, which made people feel irritable and uneasy. Su Chengfeng looked worried and sat back beside the medicine boiler to fan the fire.

His eyelids kept twitching, and he couldn't walk, so he could only sit here and worry, he muttered to himself.

"It's already dark and he hasn't returned yet. The mountains are full of snakes, insects, rats, ants, jackals, and wild beasts. He's all alone in the mountains..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were spoken, a few wolf howls suddenly sounded on the hill outside.

He was so frightened that he suddenly stood up and looked at Wu Ji with an astonished expression as if "Lu Ziqing has been eaten up by wild beasts."

"It's over... Ziqing must be in danger. No, I have to go find him."

Su Chengfeng threw the palm-leaf fan on the ground, turned around and went out. Before he reached the door, his arm suddenly felt tight. He turned around and saw Wu Ji holding his arm.

"You can't go now. Didn't the army doctor tell you to stay in the camp before he left? It's dark and windy outside now, so you can't go into the mountains alone."

Su Chengfeng didn't expect that Wu Ji was not even as tall as his armpit, and his face was powdered, looking weak and thin, but he was actually quite strong.

"Who am I looking for? What does it have to do with you, a little brat?"

He pushed two fingers towards Wu Ji's forehead.

"Let go quickly! If anything happens to Ziqing, the sick soldiers in this camp will just have to wait to die. It will be bad for you and me."

Wu Ji let go of Su Chengfeng's arm and sighed, "You misunderstood me. What I meant was that you can't go, but someone can go."

"Who?"

"General," Wu Ji said matter-of-factly, "he has so many men under his command, aren't they more powerful than you? Besides, leaving the camp without permission will result in court-martial. Do you want to wait for the army doctor to come back and watch you get beaten half to death?"

Su Chengfeng: "..."

He felt that this kid usually spoke and acted like a fool, but now his brain has become smarter.

In front of the general's tent.

The guards stopped Su Chengfeng and said, "You can't go in."

Su Chengfeng was anxious. "Brother, please go in and report. I have something important to report to the general."

The soldier said, "The general is not in the tent at the moment. Go look for him somewhere else."

Not in the tent? Isolation tent!

The strong wind was howling, causing the tent to sway a little. The bonfires on the fire rack in the middle of the road went out one after another.

Su Chengfeng was submerged in the wind, his clothes fluttering as he bypassed several tents and ran towards the isolation tent.

From a distance, I could see the two old medical officers, bending over in front of the general as if they wanted to say something.

He didn't care whether he was offending his superiors or not. He strode forward, saluted casually, and said hurriedly: "General, I have something important to report."

Before Xiao Yan could speak, a commander came out to stop him.