Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 366: Using a Female Tartar for Wedding

This is a craftsman's workshop on the Castle Craftsman Street. After Lin Feng fainted, it was not appropriate to expose him, so the house in the craftsman's workshop was temporarily requisitioned.

Zhao Shuo ran in panting, and looked out to see Lin Feng being held in Bai Jing's arms.

Both of their faces were equally pale, yet they were very calm and peaceful.

Zhao Shuo didn't dare to disturb Bai Jing, so he had to capture the doctor and question him.

"How is my elder brother?"

His voice was low.

The doctor looked at Zhao Shuo in fear and trembling, but didn't dare to speak, just shook his head slightly.

Zhao Shuo's heart trembled, and he continued to ask in confusion: "How is it possible? My brother's physical fitness is unmatched."

Seeing his ferocious look, the doctor dared not remain silent any longer.

"Sir, this kind of injury, once pus forms and the patient has a high fever, it will be difficult to treat."

Zhao Shuo was confused. How could this happen?

"You're a quack, what use are you to me?"

Zhao Shuo became furious and reached out to grab the doctor by the collar and pulled him in front of him.

"Hey, General, everyone in the army is like this, it's not me..."

Because Zhao Shuo used so much force, the doctor was strangled and couldn't speak anymore.

Bai Jing remained the same, as if she had not heard the argument between the two people, and remained peaceful and calm.

At this moment, someone else broke in at the door.

Wang Qian was surprised and saw Zhao Shuo and the doctor entangled together when he entered the room. He didn't care and was just looking for Lin Feng.

Wang Qian came to the bed and looked at the pale Lin Feng lying with his eyes closed in Bai Jing's arms.

I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I just slowly knelt in front of the bed, lowered my head and said nothing.

The ones who came in again were Lin Qiaomei and Li Donglai.

Seeing this situation, the two could only stand silently by the bed with their heads down.

After a while, Lin Qiaomei gritted her teeth and said, "Let me go and capture those two Tartars and chop off their heads here to wash away my evil spirit."

As he was about to run out, he was grabbed by Li Donglai.

"Everyone else is celebrating happiness, how can you be unlucky?"

Zhao Shuo turned around and asked, "Hey, you guys should know whether the wounded in the army can be cured?"

Including Wang Qian, none of the three spoke.

As a military general, he certainly knew what would happen if he was injured in battle.

As long as it is not a vital part, it's fine. But once the wound becomes festered and the body becomes hot, I'm afraid it will all depend on fate.

Zhao Shuo actually knew it clearly in his heart, but he was unwilling to accept it.

Lin Feng treated him well, and he and his father, King Rui, still relied on Lin Feng to recover lost territories and protect the king.

Especially Prince Rui, who told Zhao Shuo in a letter that the emperor and he had great expectations for Lin Feng.

He is the captain of Lin Feng's guard. The person who is most responsible for Lin Feng's injury this time is Zhao Shuo.

Everyone in the room was at a loss.

Even if we were surrounded by enemies and trapped in a desperate situation, we would not feel so miserable.

This kind of thing cannot be solved by human power.

Zhao Shuo suddenly said, "To bring good luck, yes, can you capture that Tartar girl and bring her here for me to celebrate?"

Several people were speechless for a while and turned to look at Bai Jing.

Seeing that they were all wandering around the room and Zhao Shuo had started talking nonsense, Bai Jing spoke calmly.

"Everyone, go back and pacify your respective troops, block the news, and wait for me to wake up. There's no need to disturb my peace and quiet here."

These people are all Lin Feng's confidants, so there is no way they are willing to leave.

They just shut their mouths, walked lightly, found a corner, and prayed silently.

Lin Qiaomei also calmed down at this time and spoke softly.

"If we want to live, we will be happy together. If we want to die, we will die together. What's so scary about that?"

Zhao Shuo said anxiously, "What unlucky words are you saying? Big brother has a very strong life."

Bai Jing glanced at them coldly and stopped talking.

Lin Feng was dreaming.

He met his parents from his previous life in his dream.

His mother held him in her arms and kept asking him where he had been all these years.

How could you not be so cruel as to come back to see them?

Lin Feng was unable to explain, so he just knelt on the ground, leaned in his mother's arms, and kept apologizing.

My mother started to ramble on and on about how much they missed me over the years, how my health wasn't good, and how sad I was every day.

As she spoke, the mother began to cry, and tears fell on Lin Feng's face in strings.

Tears slipped into Lin Feng's mouth, salty and a little bitter.

Lin Feng was very sad. He opened his eyes hard and opened his mouth to call out "Mom".

But as soon as he opened his mouth, more tears fell.

What came into view was a pale face, and there were indeed many salty and bitter tears in the mouth.

Lin Feng twisted his body, startling Bai Jing.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Feng from a distance.

The two looked at each other, their eyes occasionally moving.

"Brother, you..."

Hearing Bai Jing's voice, everyone in the room came over and stared at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's eyes turned and he saw several familiar faces.

He licked his lips, still tasting bitter.

"What are you guys...doing?"

Several faces slowly transformed from dull to smiling, and then all their white teeth were bared, from six teeth to eight teeth.

"elder brother..."

"Boss..."

"Big brother..."

Lin Feng frowned: "Jing, help me up."

Bai Jing ignored the numbness in her arms and legs from sitting and quickly helped Lin Feng sit up.

Lin Feng let out a long breath and stretched his limbs slightly.

"What time is it?"

Everyone looked at the sky outside the window.

"Uh... around the end of the Yin hour, brother."

"Oh, I slept all night?"

No one answered this question, but just looked at Lin Feng inquiringly.

"Brother, how do you feel?"

Wang Qian was the first to react and asked anxiously.

Lin Feng tried to move his body.

"Yeah, I feel much more relaxed. I was sore all over and my head was dizzy just now."

Zhao Shuo wiped his sore eyes and said with a smile, "I was just wondering if Big Brother was okay. What's the point of crying like that?"

"Bah, who asked if this injury can be cured?"

Lin Qiaomei spat.

Zhao Shuo shot back disdainfully: "Tsk, who wants to die?"

"you..."

Lin Qiaomei pretended to hit her, but Zhao Shuo made a face and dodged.

Bai Jing was the calmest and touched Lin Feng's forehead with her hand.

"Brother, your fever has subsided. We were so worried."

The happiest person here was the doctor. General Lin was alive, and he finally didn't have to be buried with him.

"Ahem, General Lin has a good physique and can withstand the disease, so there's naturally no problem."

Everyone was silent, despising this man in their hearts.

Lin Feng ignored them, stood up and lifted the herbs covering his legs.

The redness and swelling on his calf disappeared, and a thin scab formed on the wound.

After a brief recollection, he said, "I told you to drink the medicine in the number three porcelain bottle..."

Bai Jing quickly replied, "After you fainted, we listened to you and made you drink all the medicine in the porcelain bottle."

Lin Feng nodded with a smile on his face.

He thought to himself, it seems that allicin has been made.

Otherwise, how could I have recovered so quickly?

Hey, what a great invention.

Of course it is not invention, it is plagiarism and borrowing.

He was still daydreaming to himself, and the color and expression on his face changed accordingly, making the people in the room look surprised and confused.

Lin Feng came to his senses and waved his hands quickly.

"What are you all doing here? Go back quickly. You can still get some sleep."

After saying that, he supported himself on the bed with both hands and lifted his body up.

"Jing, help me out to get some fresh air. It's a bit stuffy."