How can a man show his fear of pain in front of his beloved woman? What a shame!

Even if Gu Fei's scalp was numb with pain, he had to show that he didn't hurt.

Jiang slightly muttered, "the dead duck has a hard mouth."

She did her best to take a light action, just a dozen stitches. She sewed more carefully than ever before. When the last stitch was finished, fine beads of sweat had emerged from the tip of her nose.

She knotted the knot, cut the suture and applied medicine.

Gu Fei raised his hand and helped her wipe the sweat from the tip of her nose with his sleeve.

His voice was a little hoarse: "it's hard for you."

Jiang looked at him slightly: "if you know I'm hard, you'll get less injury."

Gu Fei smiled and looked very gentle.

Jiang Weiwei wanted to ask them what they had experienced in the sneak attack, but there were still many wounded waiting for treatment. Time was precious. She could only suppress her curiosity and said solemnly.

"Your wound has been wrapped up. If you can still walk, find a bed and lie down by yourself. Observe it for one day first. If there is no infection in the wound, you can go back tomorrow."

Gu Fei nodded. He didn't want to go, so he narrowly escaped death. What he wanted to do most after he came back was to stay with his daughter-in-law.

Even if he just watched her busy, he would be happy.

At this time, Chi Nu walked into the camp with the clock on his back.

Zhong Fu looked very embarrassed at this time. His clothes were full of dust and blood, his hair was messy, his face was blue and purple, his limbs showed an abnormal distorted state, his lips were pale, his cheeks showed a morbid camel red, and his mouth was still talking nonsense.

Jiang Wei hurriedly said, "put the patient on the bed."

Chinu bent down and carefully brushed the clock on the bed.

Jiang Weiwei walked over, touched the forehead of the clock, frowned and said, "I have a fever, trouble."

The patient will have a fever, probably due to inflammation in the body. In this era without antibiotics, fever is a very difficult thing.

Gu Fei asked, "can you save it?"

"I try my best."

Jiang Wei said that, then turned and walked out of the camp and called ah Tao in to help.

Jiang Weiwei said while wearing a mask, "take off his clothes. I want to see his injuries."

Tao was stunned.

Although Zhong Fu is nearly 40 years old and older than a Tao's father, he is an adult man after all. She is a girl who hasn't come out of the cabinet. It's not good to take off her clothes.

Jiang slightly looked at her: "what? "No?"

A Tao's eyes to the master were inspiring. Her intuition told her that if she retreated at this time, Jiang Weiwei would immediately drive her out. She said quickly, "no, I'll help him undress now."

She pressed down the awkward feeling in her heart and untied the belt of Zhong Fu.

Chi Nu offered to help. They worked together to take off Zhong Fu's clothes, leaving him only a pair of obscene pants.

Today's obscene pants are equivalent to modern large underpants, and the length is close to the knee. For the ancients, it is no different from naked. A Tao didn't dare to look more after only one look.

Jiang Weiwei began to check Zhong Fu's body. He had multiple soft tissue contusions, a rib was broken in his chest, and there may be slight internal bleeding. In addition, all the bones of his limbs were broken. It seems that he should have been interrupted alive.

She asked ah Tao to bring a bowl of hemp boiling powder and pour it into Zhong Fu.

Zhong Fu soon fell into a coma.

Jiang Weiwei first helped Zhong Fu get the broken bone back in place, fixed it with a splint, and then operated to get the broken rib back

She worked hard all afternoon until the sun set and the treatment of Zhong Fu came to an end.

Jiang Weiwei walked out of the camp.

Fu Qi immediately greeted him and asked, "how's Mr. Zhong?"

Jiang Wei took off his mask and gloves, washed his hands and said, "I've done everything I can. Next, it's up to him."

"Can I go in and see him?"

"Yes, but he's still asleep. Even if you see him, you can't talk to him."

"It's all right. I'll just look at him."

Fu Qi walked into the camp, first looked at Zhong Fu, who was still sleeping, then looked at Gu Fei lying on the next bed and asked, "just now you only told me that you burned the enemy's granary and King's tent, but you didn't say how you recruited master Zhong. Did you see other prisoners when you found master Zhong? For example, Xu Ji? "

There were many injured people lying in the camp. In order not to disturb others' rest, Fu Qi deliberately kept his voice very low.

Gu Fei didn't answer directly, but said to Chi Nu, who had been waiting silently.

"Go and get Xu Ji's things."

Chinu went out of the camp, and soon he came back with a small bag wrapped in a wool blanket in his hand.

Red blood oozed from under the wool blanket.

Fu Qi's eyebrows jumped. He subconsciously wanted to raise the volume and ask what it was? Then he thought that this was the wounded camp and there were wounded soldiers resting around. He pressed down the volume again.

"What is this?"

Gu Fei looked at Chi nu. Chi Nu understood and opened the wool blanket to reveal a bloody head.

Even though the head was covered with blood and embarrassed, Fu Qi recognized it at a glance.

It's Xu Ji's head!

Fu qihuoran got up and was shocked.

Although he disagreed with Xu Ji, he just didn't like Xu Ji. He never expected to see Xu Ji's head under such circumstances.

The dignified three grade Festival envoy, the important official in the court, died like this!

It came so suddenly that Fu Qi didn't know how to react.

After a long time, he asked in a trembling voice, "how did Xu Ji die? Was it killed by Xisha people? "

Xisha people are cruel and cold-blooded. They kill people without blinking an eye. Before, they still remember the picture of killing prisoners of Southern Chu. Therefore, when Fu Qi saw Xu Ji's head, he was the first to suspect Xisha people.

Unexpectedly, Gu Fei gave a completely unexpected answer.

"I killed Xu Ji, and I cut off his head."

Fu Qizheng was stunned.

If it's someone else, he must have severely disciplined people. Maybe he'll catch people directly.

No matter how annoying Xu Ji is, he is an official of the imperial court and the leader and general appointed by the emperor. Killing him is an accomplice!

Fortunately, Fu Qi had known Gu Fei for some time. He knew that Gu Fei was not the kind of person who would kill indiscriminately. He tried his best to suppress his shock and asked dryly.

"Why did you kill him?"

"Because he is treason."

Gu Fei's answer was concise and comprehensive, which once again stunned Fu Qi.

Fu Qi thought he had auditory hallucinations, rubbed his ears and asked again, "what did you just say?"