Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Xiao Yan looked ahead without saying a word, gently put the person on his back down, and said only one sentence in a low voice.

"You stand back."

Lu Ziqing's heart tightened and he leaned forward to look.

They saw a snake with black and white ring-shaped markings on its back, coiled in the middle of the road about two meters away from them.

The snake's head stood up, its tongue sticking out, as if it was about to attack.

Judging from the characteristics, it should be a silver ring snake. Medical practitioners are well aware of the extremely venomous nature of this snake.

If you are unfortunately bitten and do not receive timely medical treatment, you will suffer from respiratory paralysis within two hours and will definitely die.

Lu Ziqing has been practicing medicine for more than ten years and has encountered many snake bites.

There are many cases of people being killed by the bite of the coral snake. He lowered his voice to remind Xiao Yan.

"General, be careful. That snake is extremely poisonous."

"His-"

The snake's tongue is breathing.

Xiao Yan remained motionless, tightening his grip on the knife as he waited for the snake's next move.

A moment.

Xiao Yan spoke again without turning his head, "Step back further."

Lu Ziqing immediately stepped back upon hearing the sound. Just as he turned around, he heard Xiao Yan shout.

"Come on!"

Xiao Yan suddenly rushed out with his sword, slashing at the rapidly approaching snake.

The snake seemed to sense the threat and slid away in the blink of an eye. The blade missed the grass and embedded itself two inches deep into the soil.

Before Xiao Yan could fight back, the snake bent its neck and suddenly jumped towards his legs.

Xiao Yan's brows furrowed, and he immediately took a step back, swinging the blade forward several times.

"欻欻欻"

The snake was chopped so hard that it shook its head and body, dodging left and right in the grass.

After a while, the snake seemed to be tired of beating and suddenly stopped a few steps away.

He just uttered a long letter, with his two big black eyes bulging, stopped there and thought for a long time, then turned around and twisted his body to rush into the woods.

Lu Ziqing hid behind and breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Yan turned and walked towards him. When he was only two steps away, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand.

He suddenly frowned and shook his hand subconsciously, and a small green snake suddenly fell to the ground.

Xiao Yan cut it into two pieces with one knife, and a small stream of blood spurted out onto the weeds.

This snake has an extremely slender body, a narrow and long hexagonal head, and is camouflaged on the tree branches with its bright green color, making it difficult to detect without careful observation.

Lu Ziqing immediately grabbed Xiao Yan's hand to check it.

Two obvious, long, bloody bite marks, like those made by inverted hooks, were imprinted on the back of the broad hand.

"Luckily it's not a venomous snake." Lu Ziqing sighed softly, his face slightly raised as he looked at Xiao Yan, "How do you feel?"

Xiao Yan had a calm expression on his face, and he lowered his eyes to meet a pair of clear black eyes.

The person in front of me had long, sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a strand of slightly curled soft hair was messily stuck to his face, showing a look of worry.

Xiao Yan looked for a while, then looked away and fixed his gaze on the back of his hand, clenching it twice neither lightly nor heavily.

"It's okay, I was just bitten by a small snake. It hurts a little but it won't kill me."

Lu Ziqing asked him to go to the stream to squeeze out the dirty blood and clean it, then he limped to the nearby area to find some detoxifying herbs, crushed them and applied them to Xiao Yan.

There were not many snake medicines in the army, so Lu Ziqing dug up all the detoxifying herbs and the tubers of the Arisaema consanguineum.

After a lot of trouble, it was already noon. The two of them hugged each other's necks and waists, supporting each other as they walked down the mountain.

The two men, one tall and one short, wearing dirty and tattered clothes, looked like brothers in distress and gradually disappeared into the dense forest.

Yang Zhounan sent several waves of soldiers to search, but they all returned empty-handed due to heavy rain and slippery mountain roads.

He was so anxious that he couldn't sleep all night, and now he went to the prison tent again.

Su Chengfeng's hands were tied behind his back. He sat on the wooden bed with his head down. Suddenly, the light in front of him became brighter.

He looked up and saw that a corner of the curtain was lifted and Yang Zhounan was walking in with food.

Then he stood up and asked anxiously, "Aren't they back yet?"

Yang Zhounan didn't answer. He picked up a millet cake and put it to Su Chengfeng's mouth, saying two words expressionlessly.

"Open your mouth."

Su Chengfeng turned his face away in annoyance.

As long as that person didn't come back, he had no mood to eat, and he didn't want to waste time talking with the people here.

"Don't want to eat?" Yang Zhounan pushed the bread across his face. "Then starve to death. Wait for him to come back and collect your body. This way I won't have to do it myself."

Su Chengfeng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him, "You..."

He thought about it and felt that what this madman said made sense.

Lu Ziqing's life or death is unknown now, so he cannot leave first. He took a bite of the biscuit and chewed it when a soldier walked in from outside.

"Report to the deputy commander, the general and the military doctor are back."

The two people in front of the bed suddenly turned around and looked towards the door at the same time.

"Who are you talking about?" Yang Zhounan thought he had misheard and asked again.

The soldier raised his voice a few notches, "The general and the military doctor are back, just..."

That’s right, the general is back!

Before the soldier could finish speaking, Yang Zhounan had already lifted the curtain and disappeared.

In the past, whenever there were wars or other matters, he always went with Xiao Yan, and rarely went out alone to do things.

If anything happens to this man, he can only die to apologize in front of the Emperor and the Duke.

Yang Zhounan ran to the gate and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the man was safe and sound.

Several hours had passed since the snake bite, and the wound on the back of Xiao Yan's hand was still bleeding.

In addition, the wild environment was unclean and prone to infection, causing the previously long and narrow wound to stretch even wider.

Yang Zhounan stood beside the wooden chair in the military tent, frowning and asking, "How did this happen?"

Lu Ziqing continued with what he was doing and said without turning his head, "I was bitten by a snake."

"what?"

Yang Zhounan was furious and screamed as if he had heard a piece of news that was even more serious than usurping the throne.

snake?

This word seems to be born with a sense of fear in it.

Compared to the Di people, snakes are more frightening and disgusting as a poisonous creature.

If you are poisoned, won’t your life be in danger?

Yang Zhounan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He paced back and forth, punching his other hand again and again.

"You went out fine, and when you came back you were bitten by a snake. What can I say to you? I can only die to atone for my sin."

It was this sentence again. Xiao Yan secretly held his forehead. He had heard this sentence for six or seven years.

Lu Ziqing rubbed the wine on the wound, expanded it an inch with a knife, repeatedly squeezed out the poisonous blood inside, and cleaned it.

"Wait until I clean it up again before applying the medicine. It's not a big problem. It will take some time to heal. Also..."

"What's not a big problem?"

Yang Zhounan only understood half of what was said and interrupted him. He grabbed Lu Ziqing's arm, squeezing it so hard that it hurt, and asked questions quickly.

"Is it non-toxic? What else? Tell me quickly."

Lu Ziqing felt a little flustered by this impatience and gratitude.

He was already extremely hungry and hadn't eaten a single bite since returning. He then had to deal with his wounds without stopping. Combined with the injuries, he felt a little dizzy.

He then sat still for a moment, took off his gloves, grabbed the kettle on the small table, took several big gulps, and then began to speak.

"It's not highly toxic. Drain the poisonous blood first before bandaging it."

Seeing his expression, Xiao Yan sat up straight and looked at Yang Zhounan, "Zhounan, let go first."

Then he said to Lu Ziqing: "You are still injured, go and rest first, let..."

"Let me do it." Yang Zhounan felt that he had been a little rude just now and wanted to help now.

"There are over ten thousand soldiers in this army, but only a few military doctors. The rash hasn't subsided yet, so you can't make any more mistakes."

After Lu Ziqing left, Xiao Yan asked Yang Zhounan, "Did anything happen in the camp last night?"

Yang Zhounan said, "Apart from that little doctor making a fuss, nothing else happened, and the prince didn't do anything naughty either."

Xiao Yan looked at the wound on the back of his hand, thought for a moment, and said, "This is strange."