Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Yang Zhounan didn't react for a moment, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Yan leaned back in his chair, pondering, "The footprints in the dense forest on the day of the hunt, the fire in the military doctor's tent, the sudden rash on the soldiers, the heretical rumors in the army—each of these things is probably not groundless."

"You mean..." Yang Zhounan took a few steps forward and guessed, "Did someone do this on purpose?"

Xiao Yan glanced at him, then looked outside the tent.

"Don't forget, this is still within the territory of Di State. The old fox may have escaped, but his son is still in our hands. No one can guarantee where he will set a trap for us to fall into."

Yang Zhounan lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "If that's true, then the enemy is in the dark while I am in the light. This is not a good thing."

After resting for a while, Lu Ziqing went to the isolation tent for a walk. He limped from the isolation tent to several wounded camps and saw Wu Ji busy at work.

Su Chengfeng didn’t even see half of this person’s shadow. Where did this person go?

He murmured inwardly.

The night was cold and dewy, and the stars and the moon were still completely covered by thick clouds.

The bonfire in the middle of the road was burning brightly, and the military camp was dim.

Ever since Lu Ziqing came back from the mountain, he has been busy with the wounded and always thought that Su Chengfeng was in another tent, so he didn't think much about it.

Now that he had walked past all the soldiers' tents and didn't see anyone, he stopped by the fire rack and gently picked at the wood chips on his crutch with his index finger.

I kept thinking, "It's impossible for him to leave the military camp without permission. Where did he go by himself? Why didn't anyone mention this? Could it be..."

He planned to find Wu Ji to find out.

After turning around and taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered what Xiao Yan said in the cave last night.

A bad premonition came to my mind, something happened to Lao Su!

Lu Ziqing found Wu Ji and asked him about the whole story, then rushed to the general's tent.

It's only been two hours since I came back, and the number of guards here has suddenly doubled?

As he approached, soldiers stepped forward to stop him.

"The military doctor cannot enter. The general is resting at the moment and no one is allowed to disturb him."

Lu Ziqing said politely, "Please go in and inform him. I have something important to discuss with the general."

The soldier said, "I told you that no one is allowed to disturb us now unless you are ordered to do so. Please leave."

Soft tactics didn't work, so he had to use force. Lu Ziqing suddenly shouted into the tent, "General, Lu Ziqing wants to see you, General..."

"What are you shouting?"

The guards were annoyed and surrounded him one after another, and two of the leaders pushed him.

"If you yell again, don't blame me for being rude. Go away."

The two soldiers urged Lu Ziqing to leave, but before he had taken a few steps, a deep and magnetic voice came from behind him.

"Wait a minute."

He turned his head and saw Xiao Yan standing at the door of the tent. His face looked pale and weak, and his lowered hand was soaked with blood.

It seems... more serious than before?

Xiao Yan looked at Lu Ziqing and waved away the soldiers on both sides. "The military doctor is here. Come in and take a look at my injuries."

Lu Ziqing followed into the tent.

Discipline in the army is strict. Entering this circle is like a court official facing the emperor. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. No one knows when the tiger will be hungry or angry.

Bureaucrats and warlords are the most unpredictable and moody.

Lu Ziqing glanced at the cold and handsome face standing in the middle of the tent, and said, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Please wait a moment, General. I'll get the medicine box."

"Need not."

Xiao Yan raised his hand to call him, raised his chin towards Yang Zhounan, and Yang Zhounan lifted the curtain and walked out.

"You came here for Su Chengfeng, right?" Xiao Yan said bluntly.

"Yes." Lu Ziqing said.

Xiao Yan looked at him and said, "Since you came to see me, you must know what he did."

"I understand." Lu Ziqing calmed his breath secretly. "Su Chengfeng violated military regulations for my sake. I hope that General will consider his extenuating circumstances and give him a lighter punishment."

Xiao Yan said, "Since you know it's military regulations, you should understand that in the military camp, military regulations are as hard as iron and discipline is as strict as a mountain. Everything must be done according to the regulations. If the rules are broken, they must be dealt with according to the rules. If there is a crack in the military's laws and regulations, how can we govern the army in the future? What do you think, is this right or not?"

Every word of this statement makes sense and there is nothing to fault with it.

Lu Ziqing could only blame himself for not thinking things through. He knew that Su Chengfeng had a strong temper and that if he took a wrong step he would get into trouble.

He took a deep breath and asked, "General, what punishment will he receive?"

Xiao Yan said, "Su Chengfeng injured a soldier and refused to obey discipline. According to military regulations, he should be punished with eighty strokes of the cane."

Lu Ziqing pursed his lips slightly and nodded gently, "In that case, I would like to ask the general for one more favor."

"You said."

Lu Ziqing suddenly raised his hand to lift up his clothes, knelt on one knee, and spoke with a hint of determination.

"This incident is all caused by me. Please, General, let me take the punishment for him."

Xiao Yan's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Lu Ziqing's resolute expression silently for a while, wondering what he was thinking?

He looked away, and his fists behind his back moved faintly.

"Everyone is responsible for their own actions. There is no such thing as taking the blame for others."

Lu Ziqing still had a resolute look, and his tone became even more serious.

"Please allow me, General!"

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, walked slowly behind him, and looked at his back from the side.

"He's just a friend to you. Is he that important? Is he worth suffering for?"

Lu Ziqing's kneeling figure remained motionless, and only a faint nasal laugh could be heard.

"If the general has someone he can rely on for his life, then he will know whether he is important or not."

Xiao Yan's face was slightly stunned, and suddenly he felt a sense of empathy in his heart.

This kind of emotion is probably just like the one between him and Yang Zhounan, who would go through fire and water for their friends at all costs.

The officialdom of wine and meat is dirty and cold, and it is all just a show for the occasion and a bunch of flatterers.

In these troubled times, it is not easy to find a true friend.

There was a brief silence in the tent.

a long time……

Lu Ziqing responded, "If what I said is inappropriate, I hope the general will forgive me."

Xiao Yan shifted his eyes away from his back and sighed.

"Well, I'll give him a lighter punishment as you requested, a ten-bar lash of the military stick as punishment. The military doctor has been instrumental in treating patients in the camp, so naturally he won't have to take the blame."

Lu Ziqing's brows relaxed when he heard this, "Thank you, General."

He propped himself up and felt a dull pain in his injured leg as he knelt on the ground. He struggled to stand up but before he could stand firmly, he twisted his foot accidentally and fell to the side.

A pair of hands behind him supported his shoulders and arms in time.

A small amount of blood immediately oozed out from the red and swollen back of the hand and flowed down the back of the hand onto Lu Ziqing's clothes.

The plain white clothes were instantly stained with a striking red.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yan helped Lu Ziqing sit on the guest chair and asked softly, "But..."

Before he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a large red spot on Lu Ziqing's knees. He lifted up the hem of his clothes and the blood-stained cloth stuck to his skin.

Lu Ziqing pulled up his clothes to cover it and spoke casually.

"It's nothing, the wound from last night just split open. I'll just go back and apply some medicine and bandage it. Thank you for your concern, General."

The next morning.

Su Chengfeng was beaten with ten military sticks in front of the entire army, and it was Yang Zhounan who did it himself.

Wu Ji rushed over after receiving Lu Ziqing's order and saw Su Chengfeng standing beside the bench with his butt sticking up, staring at Yang Zhounan's departing back like an enemy.

He walked over to help the man, "Are you okay? Can you walk?"

"Would you like to try one?"

Su Chengfeng looked annoyed. He held his hip with one hand and took two staggering steps. His butt was in great pain. Wu Ji quickly lifted him up on himself.

"Let's go. I'll carry you back."

Su Chengfeng didn't move. He glanced at the head that was just under his armpit and looked at the person speechlessly.

"With your small body, should I hug you or should you hold me?"

"Why don't you just bend down?"

Wu Ji knocked Su Chengfeng on the abdomen without saying a word, and he immediately bent over and lay on his shoulder.

"Look, that's all right. Let's go."

"You kid are looking for a beating." Su Chengfeng leaned on his shoulder. The faster he dragged her, the more painful her butt felt. "Walk slower."

After a bumpy ride to the tent, Wu Ji opened the curtain and went in, mumbling something.

"I told you before that leaving the camp without permission would result in court-martial. Yet, you not only injured a soldier but also openly engaged in a fight with Lieutenant General Yang, who is known for his violent temper. You're truly audacious."

Su Chengfeng let go of Wu Ji, moved to the edge of the bed with a painful look on his face, and slowly lay down.

"How can I not be anxious now that things have come to this? I would be ungentlemanly if I don't take revenge."

Wu Ji took the medicine and said, "Gentleman, take off your pants first."

Xiao Yan never showed up, and he was not seen for several days. The number of guards near the prison van and outside the general's tent increased several times more than before, and military doctors came in and out from time to time.

A group of soldiers gathered in the tent and talked. Guo Yuanqi passed by and overheard a few words, then turned around and entered the Ningdong Army's tent.

Guo Zhou was having dinner when he saw Guo Yuanqi come in. He asked him, "Why are you here at this hour? Have you eaten yet?"

Guo Yuanqi hummed, then casually sat down with his legs crossed and said, "It seems like Xiao Yan was really poisoned. There's been no news for a few days now, and I think he's in great danger this time. The news is spreading like wildfire in the barracks, and the military doctors are helpless."

Guo Zhou took a sip of wine, picked up some food with his chopsticks, and said, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"I didn't see it, but the military doctor couldn't be fake," said Guo Yuanqi.

"That guy? What's his name? The guy from his camp who went up the mountain to collect herbs. I heard from Doctor Cheng that he tried several prescriptions but nothing worked. He's at his wit's end."

Guo Zhou chewed the meat and thought to himself, saying, "If it's true... then it's like God's help."

The last half of the sentence was too quiet for Guo Yuanqi to hear clearly. He asked, "Dad, what did you say?"

Guo Zhou turned his attention back and continued drinking, "It's okay."

As for the rash disease, a small number of people have gradually recovered and the situation has been handed over to the two veteran medical officers. Lu Ziqing only visits them occasionally.

Right now, he is mainly studying the matter of Xiao Yan's snake venom. Logically speaking, as long as it is not a highly venomous snake, it can be treated normally with medication and the condition will gradually improve in a few days.

Why does the condition worsen in the opposite direction?