Chapter 322: The God of War is dead!

In an instant, Song Yanxi was enveloped by great panic and despair.

The bag containing the medicine accidentally fell when she fell off the cliff, and now even the needle kit is gone. What can she use to save him?

Touching Mo Jinchuan's hot face, Song Yanxi felt that the blood in her body rushed to her head in an instant, and her whole body felt cold.

My usually clear mind went blank for a moment.

There was a voice in my ear asking myself.

Who is she and what does she do?

Yes, she is a doctor and she wants to save people.

If she wanted him to live, she couldn't panic.

Song Yanxi took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She supported herself on the ground with one hand and gently pushed Mo Jinchuan's shoulder which was not hit by the arrow with the other hand.

Considering his back injury, she didn't dare to act hastily and could only move her body out bit by bit with difficulty.

After all these movements, her already injured palms were rubbed bloody by the rough ground, and her clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

She gasped for breath to ease the pain, hurriedly tore two strips of cloth from the hem of her skirt, simply bandaged the wound on her palm, and groped in the dark for Mo Jinchuan's waist.

If I remember correctly, the fire starters should be kept here.

Song Yanxi reached out and touched nothing, but she refused to give up. She slowly moved forward along his lower back and finally found the fire starter that he had pressed under his body.

With the faint light of the fire, she could see the scene inside the cave clearly.

Even though she had prepared herself mentally, when she saw Mo Jinchuan's injuries clearly, Song Yanxi's eyes still turned red uncontrollably.

A good person was almost pricked and turned into a hedgehog.

"Medicine, find medicine..." Song Yanxi kept telling herself to stay calm in her heart, but her hands couldn't stop shaking as she was searching for something.

Finally, she found a purse in Mo Jinchuan's innermost clothes.

Even though the firelight was dim, she could still recognize at a glance that it was Zhuzhi's craftsmanship.

When Cheng Duan was poisoned and nearly lost his arm, she suspected that it was Zhuang Shihan who was behind it. Worried that Cheng Duan would become desperate after noticing something, she gave him two pills that could be used to save his life at a critical moment.

This purse was used at that time.

Song Yanxi hurriedly opened it, and inside, besides a few folded pieces of letter paper, there was only a pill wrapped in oil paper.

After confirming the color and smell, she hurriedly pried open Mo Jinchuan's mouth and fed the medicine into him.

Although his life was temporarily saved, if the bleeding from the wound could not be stopped or the high fever did not subside, either of them would take his life.

They finally found a glimmer of hope in a situation where they were certain to die, and no one could die.

Just like what the old master always said, those of us who practice medicine are actually trying to snatch people from the King of Hell in this life.

If she could get him back once, she could get him back a second time.

As long as she doesn't allow it, no one can take him away!

Song Yanxi walked quickly to the cave entrance, turned back and looked solemnly at the unconscious Mo Jinchuan, and closed the fire starter in her hand as if she had made some kind of decision.

The slender figure quickly disappeared into the night and blended into it.

*

"You mean, a generation of war god just died like that?" Wen Qi leaned lazily against the back of the chair, holding Jiaojiao in his arms, whose haggard face could not be concealed even with thick makeup on.

Meeting his sinister eyes, Jiaojiao subconsciously flinched and hurriedly flattered, "That Prince Jin is just a figurehead. He must have heard of Your Highness's reputation and felt he couldn't escape anyway. Rather than being captured and humiliated, he might as well give himself a quick death."

Wen Qi raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "I never thought that a woman like you could be as courageous as a man."

Jiaojiao smiled shyly, "It's all because of your highness's good teaching."

She deliberately prolonged the ending tone, which, coupled with her sparkling eyes, was extremely charming.

Wen Qi reached out and pinched her chin, pecked her lightly and asked, "Your little mouth is so sweet, how much honey did you eat?"

"Your Highness, just try it and you'll know."

"Really? Then I'd like to taste it."

Seeing the two about to begin in front of everyone, Wu Jun coughed lightly and said, "Your Highness, when Prince Jin jumped off the cliff, he was holding a young woman in his arms."

"Go on."

"The moonlight was too dim last night, so I didn't see the woman's face clearly. I only know that the two of them were acting very intimately, which was definitely not an ordinary relationship."

Listening to Wu Jun's words, Wen Qi became even more interested.

He pinched the beauty in his arms and asked, "Jiaojiao, what do you think?"

Jiaojiao rolled her eyes and said, "Since the two of them can live and die together, I think they must be lovers who have promised to spend their lives with each other."

"A lover?" Wen Qi's smile gradually became strange. He raised his eyes to look at Wu Jun and asked quietly, "From what Mr. Wu has seen, what are the intentions of those in the border army, led by Xu Xiao, who follow Mo Jinchuan?"

Wu Jun commented on the matter, "Prince Jin is a man of great resourcefulness and strict military discipline, often winning over others with his virtue and wisdom."

If it were anyone else, just saying this would be disrespectful, let alone saying it in front of Wen Qi.

Even ten heads wouldn't be enough to chop off.

Everyone who came to report in the tent was worried about Wu Jun, wondering if he would become the "extra meal" tonight.

There were even more timid ones who were already covered in cold sweats and were so frightened that they could not even stand steadily.

But Wen Qi rarely lost his temper. He even nodded approvingly and said, "Sir, what you said is correct."

Then he asked, "How can we make him desert his friends and relatives?"

Wu Jun thought for a moment and said, "Everyone supports him not only because he is a master at using troops, but also because he values ​​loyalty and righteousness towards his subordinates and always rewards and punishes them clearly. He is a rare wise leader.

If one day, those people find out that he is not what he appears to be, their loyalty will naturally cease."

Wen Qi curled his lips, "Sir, do you think that he is relying on his royal status to seize my wife's title, is that enough?"

"It is enough to bring him disgrace and make him despised by all gentlemen in the world."

"That's not enough."

Wu Jun thought for a moment and then asked, "Could Your Highness please tell me the identity of the woman who fell off the cliff with King Da'anjin?"

Wen Qi gave Jiaojiao, who was nestled in his arms, a look of disdain in her eyes as she said, "Who else could it be? It must be the Princess Yong'an in Da'an who has been in the limelight recently.

Since she was not beautiful enough to keep a man, she tried to imitate the emperor and asked him for a position as a military doctor to accompany him on the expedition.

As if she thought of something funny, she covered her lips and chuckled a few times, saying, "I didn't expect she was still ambitious. She despised the position of a general and actually wanted to be a princess.

Look, he ran over here eagerly, wanting to be with that King Jin and become his lover."

"But the princess who was granted the fiefdom of Da'an as an exception?" Wu Jun could hardly hide his shock.

If it was really that princess, he had heard some news that was completely different from what this beauty said.

I'm afraid there's some misunderstanding here.

Before he could express his concerns, he heard Qi Youyou ask, "Sir, do you think my idea is inappropriate?"

One look from him made Wu Jun feel a chill down his spine.

He guessed correctly. He was indeed more patient with his trusted subordinates than others, but only a little more.

Anyone who dares to disobey him in public will be killed.

Wu Jun calmed himself down and said respectfully, "I will follow your Highness's orders."