Although they were confused in their hearts, obeying orders was always the first condition. No one dared to delay a minute or a second, and took the person to the general's room as fast as possible, and then retreated.

The military doctor half-kneeled on the ground and applied medicine to the person on the bed, but the man's body was covered with wounds, the blood had dried up, solidified into a dark red, dyed his clothes, and even his face was covered with blood. If it weren't for the faint breath, it would have caused the illusion that this was a corpse.

A large and small knife wound was hit by four arrows in a row, one of which almost penetrated the heart, and it was a fate to survive until now.

The doctor had no idea how to start for a moment, so he had to pick up the scissors and cut the battle robe that was stained with blood and could not tell the difference. However, before he could touch it, a cold voice fell in his ear, which made people breathless.

"what you do."

The general watched from the side, leaning lazily on the soft collapse, his slender and pale fingertips slightly lowered, and his eyes were dark and sharp.

The doctor shook his hand and said to the truth: "This Gu Jiang..." As soon as he was halfway through his words, he remembered that this man was just a prisoner of Dongjun. He quickly changed his words: "There are few dozens of injuries on Gu Jingxian's body, and the battle robe has been stuck to the wound, which is difficult to deal with."

Ranbai glanced at the person on the couch coldly, then lowered his eyes, saying nothing, his posture was scattered, but it was silently oppressed, and his bloody and hostile aura was really terrifying.

The doctor faced the pressure and took two hours to treat Gu Jingxian's wounds. During this period, pots of blood were taken out one after another. Even when he saw the wounds, it was shocking. It was lucky to be alive. He sighed in his heart.

I'm afraid from now on,

There is Xu Bai in the East, and there is one person missing in the West.

It’s a pity that General Gu became famous at a young age and had a superb military strategy, but ended up like this.

Those who were broken into their general's hands would have to lose half their lives even if they did not die.

"Sir, the injuries have been treated." In the end, the doctor's hands were trembling slightly. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, stood up and bent down, hesitated, and said: "His legs were broken, his legs were broken, and hesitated. The left hand injury was not treated in time, and I missed the best time for treatment. I am afraid that it is impossible to get the sword again in the future."

Simply put,

This major general of Xijun is now a useless person.

This is undoubtedly the most desperate for a general who is fighting on the battlefield.

But what else can you expect to be a prisoner of the Dongjun rank? In the end, the end is only death.

What's more, those legs were interrupted by the general himself when Gu Jingxian resisted and refused to surrender.

After a moment of silence.

Ranbai said lazy and nodded, and he didn't seem to be concerned about his emotions and anger.

The doctor quickly left all the medicine he needed every day: "He may have a high fever in the middle of the night. If the adults need it, they can call me at any time."

Seeing that Ranbai had no intention of speaking again, the doctor stepped down with great vision.

The general stood up slowly, his robe was set off with a slender figure, cold-blooded and sharp, and looked down at the person on the bed.

Perhaps because of the serious injury, the newly changed blue battle robe was worn on him, which was cold and thin, and the face was not bloody at all, but the bones were excellent, with deep and clear lines, sharp and cold, and still left with injuries.

This face...

laugh.

In the middle of the night,

As the doctor said, he had a high fever.

Ranbai did not bring Gu Jingxian out, but instead stayed here. He slept on the soft collapse. After being woken up by the hoarse and suppressed cough, he took a look at the direction of the man.

Seeing that Gu Jingxian was still fainting, he did not wake up, as if he was in a nightmare, his face was extremely pale and fragile, and beads of sweat rolled down along the lines of his side face and fell into his collar. This look was like a destructive **.

She narrowed her eyes, turned to find the fever-reducing medicine left by the doctor, then brutally pinched Gu Jingxian's jaw, poured the medicine directly in, and forced him to swallow it.

The violent coughing sounded rapidly and hoarse, and the brown juice overflowed from the corner of Gu Jingxian's lips and slid down.

The eyelashes kept trembling, as if they were struggling. Finally, at a certain moment, their eyes suddenly opened, their eyes were cold and sinister, and they were filled with murderous intent that almost broke through their bones.

The habits and vigilance developed over the years made Gu Jingxian reflect more than anything else to hold the person in front of him, but as soon as his left hand was exerting force, the tingling pain spreading, as if the bone was crushed by a person, causing all the strength to slowly decline.

"Awaken?" Ran Bai met the cold and fierce eyes without warning, raised his eyebrows with interest, threw the medicine bowl aside, his eyebrows were in the dark, and he looked at Gu Jingxian condescendingly, and said carelessly: "General Gu should use less force, it is good for everyone."

The scene in front of you,

It is not a battlefield or a prison cell, but it is like a sleeping hall of a certain person, revealing the ancient and solemn coldness.

The blood that was overwhelming a few days ago overlapped with the overwhelming blood and turned black.

Memories gradually returned, and the severe pain on his body and his legs were like slender and sharp needles pierced into Gu Jingxian's bones, reminding him all the time.

Gu Jingxian slowly lowered his left hand and put it on the bed without any power. The gloomy and solemn meaning in his eyes had not dissipated. It seemed like a cold light suddenly appeared in the sword unsheathed. He found the right time to give a fatal blow. He looked at Ranbai for a few seconds, and his delicate and evil eyebrows hit his eyes, gradually overlapping with the cruel and bloody God of War on the city wall that day. He didn't say a word, but just tried to move, and the response was indeed a bone-broken and surging pain.

"Why is General Gu so disobedient?" The white-colored eyelashes drooped, and the fine shadow fell into the peach blossom eyes, hiding a bit of cold-blooded and playful meaning. It was clearly a soft voice, but it exuded an extreme sense of oppression. He held Gu Jingxian's cold-cut wrist and slowly closed his fingers, and blood oozed out from the cracks of her fingers: "The wound is cracked again."

Being imprisoned in an enemy camp, becoming a prisoner.

However, the enemy general still called him General Gu in the past three words, which was more like a satire.

The pain like needle-like pricking penetrated into the bone marrow. Gu Jingxian looked at the narrow world in front of him without hesitation, silent and cold. Even if he fell to this level, his pride had not been broken yet. With the cruelty of the superior, he could not stir up a strong wind and waves between the lines. His voice was damaged and he was hoarse and hard to understand: "As long as he does not die, isn't it in line with the morale of the army?"

Gu Jingxian knew better than anyone else why Dong Jun saved his life.

He lived for one more day, which was a sign of the shame of Xijun. What's more, he had too much information about Xijun. As long as Dong Jun wanted to pry it out of his mouth, he would not let him die.
Chapter completed!