Wang Xiaoxin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the busy tone on the other end of the phone.

The political commissar was truly prescient; he said his sister-in-law would definitely call the regimental commander today, and to his surprise, she actually did.

"I don't think I gave anything away just now, did I?" he muttered to himself as he left the office.

At this moment, Su Yan immediately called Su Yu after hanging up the phone.

She didn't know why, but she always felt uneasy.

Especially after talking to Wang Xiaoxin.

She found the number Su Yu had just dialed and called it back.

The other end answered quickly, followed by a noisy exchange of voices, which gradually faded away.

"Ayan, is there something you need?" Su Yu's voice sounded a little somber.

It wasn't that he couldn't hide it well, but rather that Su Yan was too perceptive.

She could tell immediately that something was wrong with her older brother; he no longer spoke with his usual cheerfulness.

Without a second thought, Su Yan angrily questioned, "Brother, tell me honestly, are you and Jiang Jingxing going on some secret mission? Are you planning to keep it from me and the family?"

Otherwise, besides this reason, she couldn't understand why Wang Xiaoxin's attitude was so strange, or why his brother suddenly said there was something going on in the army.

Their lying skills were not sophisticated enough to fool her, who had been immersed in the fox business for many years.

Su Yu was taken aback for a moment, then calmly asked, "Why would you ask that?"

Su Yan pointed out Wang Xiaoxin's strange behavior earlier, "Let me tell you, if you and Jiang Jingxing dare to just leave like this, I will never forgive you!"

She said this with an element of anger.

But she really couldn't accept the departure of her brother and lover.

She didn't want to lose the people she cared about.

She couldn't remain calm in the face of emotions.

"No," Su Yu explained slowly, "There is indeed a mission, but we haven't decided who will go yet, and we haven't discussed the strategy. Everything will be arranged according to the plan. Don't overthink it. Jiang Jingxing and I won't leave without saying goodbye. I know your temper; you hold grudges. How could I dare?"

"Really?" Su Yan asked doubtfully.

"Of course it's true! Alright, I'm busy here, you and Mom go find a shop, otherwise school starts in a few days and we won't have time."

Su Yan's doubts lessened somewhat, but not completely.

But she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong, so she gave up and said, "Okay, go ahead and get busy. When you're done, go home with him."

Su Yu gave a hurried reply and quickly hung up the phone.

He stood at the entrance to the basement, his hand gripping his phone tightening.

This phone call made him break out in a cold sweat, soaking his military uniform.

After calming himself down, he returned to the basement.

At this moment, Jiang Jingxing was the only one lying in the hospital bed in the basement, surrounded by many people.

There were members of the Jiang family and high-ranking leaders present, but the majority of them were doctors.

Su Yu stood by the door, watching, feeling utterly helpless, and his spirits plummeted.

Yesterday, it was discovered that the wound was poisonous, and as a result, Jiang Jingxing started to have a fever that night. It started as a low-grade fever and then became a persistent high fever of 39°C. No matter what he tried, the temperature could not be brought down. His lips were so hot that they cracked, and he fell into a coma in the middle of the night.

In addition, all the indicators of his blood are constantly improving, and the area of ​​suppuration of the wound on his abdomen has spread by 1 centimeter compared to yesterday. If it continues to develop at a rate of 1 centimeter per day, then Jiang Jingxing's stomach will be ruined!

Wang Xiaoxin said that the wound was initially less than half a centimeter long, but due to suppuration, it is now two centimeters long!

Moreover, only one night had passed, and in addition to suppuration, the wound also showed signs of continuous, small-volume bleeding.

"Old Jue, what kind of poison is it? Don't stay silent!" Old Master Jiang, who was guarding the bedside, asked anxiously.

Master Jue and his disciples had been there for half an hour. Apart from saying a few words at the beginning, the three of them hadn't uttered a sound since.

Jiang Jingxing's parents were originally here, but Qin Qin came and cried, fainting several times, causing a lot of trouble for everyone. When Grandpa Jiang could no longer bear it, he sent the couple back to wait for news, and only then did things quiet down.

Old Jue stabbed Jiang Jingxing several times and even bled him.

The blood that came out was almost black, which terrified people.

However, after the bloodletting, Jiang Jingxing's body temperature dropped to 38.6°C.

But he didn't say anything, and Old Master Jiang's heart felt like it was being fried in oil.

After about ten minutes, Master Jue finally stopped.

Everyone present craned their necks to look at him.

Western doctors tested Jiang Jingxing's blood many times and studied it all night but couldn't figure it out. They were really out of ideas, so they went to see Dr. Jue.

Old Master Jue sighed and shook his head at Old Master Jiang. "I don't know what kind of poison this is. I've never seen it before. I've practiced medicine for many years and have cured nearly a hundred kinds of poisons, but the poison that Jingxing was poisoned with this time has nothing in common with any of the ones I've ever encountered."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Jiang's vision blurred and his body swayed.

The guard next to him caught him quickly, otherwise he might have fallen off the stool.

The old man immediately took a needle and inserted it into his acupoints.

It took a while for Grandpa Jiang to recover.

The others also breathed a sigh of relief.

If the old general faints, the situation for these doctors will be dire!

"Even Elder Jue doesn't know what kind of poison it is, what should we do?"

"Yes, Western medicine has made no progress, and now we can only rely on traditional Chinese medicine, and even Elder Jue says so..."

"It's all those hateful islanders' fault! They're absolutely wicked! Why don't they wipe out these little bastards?!"

...

With tears welling up in his eyes, Old Master Jiang grabbed Jue Lao's hand and pleaded in a bitter voice, "Old Jue, you must save Jingxing! He's so young. He's the only one in the Jiang family who can take care of things. I've lived almost my whole life, and he's my only grandson!"

He's no longer a general; he's just an ordinary grandfather who wants his grandson to live.

If it would allow Jingxing to live, he would be willing to die now.

As people get older, their hearts become less resilient than when they were young; the older they get, the more easily their hearts soften.

It would be better for Jiang Jingxing to die on the battlefield than for him to watch helplessly as his grandson's life slowly fades away.

"Don't rush. Every poison has its counteracting element," said Elder Jue. "I need time. Give me some time. With Fei Xu and Xie Jin assisting me this time, the progress will be faster."

Old Master Jue really has no clue at all.

Because he had never seen such a poison before.

But in this world, there's always a way to overcome anything!

"Jingxing can't keep burning up like this, it'll cause problems!" Grandpa Jiang said. "Wishing my babies happiness every day in the new month!"