Chapter 474 Awakening

Jiang Shu was inspecting the rear service camp and discussing rear service with Zhang Wei when her eyelids suddenly twitched.

Then, a soldier came in a hurry.

"Princess, the guard Zhufeng was seriously injured and unconscious, and Miss Rendong... died."

Jiang Shu's almond eyes shrank in disbelief.

"Where is Rendong?"

The soldier said, "She has been carried back to the tent where she lives."

Jiang Shu clenched her hands and walked away quickly.

The morning breeze blew in her face, carrying the smell of blood, which made Jiang Shu frown.

She entered the tent of Rendong and Lengxing, and saw Rendong lying on the couch, Lengxing sitting beside her, and Dabai guarding the bed.

"How could this be, Rendong really..." Jiang Shu stood in front of the couch, staring at Rendong, still unable to believe it.

"Princess." Lengxing stood up and saluted, his voice hoarse.

Jiang Shu sat down beside the couch, pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped the blood from the mouth of Rendong with shaking hands.

But the blood had already dried a little, and it couldn't be wiped clean no matter what he did.

"Go get a basin of water." Jiang Shu choked and said.

Leng Xing went immediately.

Soon, the water was fetched. Jiang Shu dipped the handkerchief in the water, rubbed it dry, and continued to wipe Rendong.

As he wiped, Jiang Shu's eyes turned red, and wet tears flowed down his face.

"Why is Rendong like this?" Jiang Shu asked in a choked voice.

Leng Xing endured the choking in his throat and explained the reason.

Jiang Shu was shocked and sighed after hearing it, his face full of sorrow and regret.

It was really unjust that Rendong died. No one expected that the enemy who had already fallen to the ground would not be completely dead, and suddenly stabbed Rendong when she passed by.

God played a joke on her. Such a good girl was gone inexplicably. It was really hard to let go.

But their tears had wet their clothes, and Rendong would never open her eyes again.

Jiang Shu carefully wiped Rendong's face, neck, and hands bit by bit. When she saw Rendong's abdomen at last, her hands froze.

Such a deep wound, so much blood, how painful it must be for Rendong.

Jiang Shu looked at the blood-soaked clothes around Rendong's waist, and couldn't help sobbing anymore.

Leng Xing held the basin, and tears fell into the basin one by one, blending into the light red water, leaving slight ripples.

Thinking that Yu Zheng and his men were still fighting outside, and the battle between the two armies had not yet ended, Jiang Shu wiped his tears, suppressed his sadness and said: "Go get a set of clothes for Ren Dong to change."

Leng Xing obeyed and did as he was told.

After the two of them worked together to change Ren Dong into clean clothes, Jiang Shu stood up and said: "I will arrange Ren Dong's funeral later, you go to see Zhu Feng."

Hearing this, Leng Xing was shocked and his expression was complicated.

Jiang Shu looked at the silver hairpin stuck crookedly on Leng Xing's head, raised his hand to pull it out and put it back in for her, and said softly: "Go, when people are dying, the encouragement of those who care about them can give them great courage and give them a strong will to fight death."

"Maybe it's not Mr. Du who can save Zhufeng, but you."

Leng Xing looked at Jiang Shu in astonishment.

She opened her mouth to explain, but felt that it was too obvious. There was nothing between her and Zhufeng.

Jiang Shu patted her and said: "Silly girl, after this, you should face your heart, don't wait until you really lose it and regret it."

After Jiang Shu finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the honeysuckle on the couch, and his eyes were wet again.

Leng Xing also stared at Honeysuckle in a daze, and her heart tightened, and she felt a great panic.

She was afraid of losing.

"Thank you, Princess." Leng Xing came to his senses and left in a hurry.

Jiang Shu lowered his head to look at Dabai lying in front of the bed, and sighed sadly: "What a great Dabai, you are here to accompany your master."

"Goose--" Dabai raised his head and called out, stretching his neck to look at Lonicera quietly.

Jiang Shu took a deep breath, walked out of the tent, and returned to the rear affairs camp to continue handling matters, leaving the generals without worries.

When Leng Xing rushed to Zhufeng's camp, Eucommia was doing his best to treat him.

Two military doctors stood in front of the bed, and Eucommia ulmoides was concentrating on administering the acupuncture and medicine.

Leng Xing didn't dare to disturb him and stood quietly aside, staring at Zhufeng's pale and bloodless face.

At that time, Zhufeng closed his eyes in her arms. Leng Xing thought he was dead. The grief covered her mind and she did not check Zhufeng's breath. In addition, Rendong got into trouble soon after, so Leng Xing panicked and didn't want to think too much.

When she heard Yu Zheng say that Zhufeng was still breathing, Leng Xing was stunned.

It was the joy of seeing hope in despair, and the pain of blaming herself for not being careful enough.

But she was very lucky that Zhufeng was still alive.

There was silence in the tent, and everyone looked solemn. After an unknown amount of time, Du Zhong stopped and sighed heavily.

Leng Xing immediately asked nervously: "Mr. Du, what happened to him?"

Du Zhong turned to look at Leng Xing, and seeing her anxious and concerned face, he immediately understood and said in a deep voice: "He survived, but his injuries were too severe and he lost too much blood. It's hard to say when he can wake up. You just take good care of him."

"Yes." Leng Xing replied awkwardly, secretly relieved.

It's good that he's not dead, it's good that he's not dead.

Du Zhong said to the two military doctors: "It's okay, go and treat other wounded."

The two military doctors left as they said, and Du Zhong followed them.

After there was no one in the tent, Leng Xing moved to the bedside, looked at the sleeping Zhu Feng, and sat down a little awkwardly.

The wounds on Zhu Feng's back and shoulders were applied with medicine and wrapped with cotton cloth. He was naked without a shirt.

It was still a bit cold, and Leng Xing was afraid that he would freeze, so he gently pulled up the quilt and covered Zhufeng with it.

Staring at the sleeping Zhufeng, Leng Xing struggled and hesitated in his heart for a long time, then carefully reached out and took Zhufeng's hand.

She thought of Jiang Shu's words and opened her mouth to say something to encourage Zhufeng, but the tent was suddenly opened.

Leng Xing was startled, hurriedly let go of his hand and stood up, looking at the person nervously.

It's Eucommia ulmoides.

Leng Xing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Du, do you have any other instructions?"

Du Zhong glanced at Leng Xing's flushed face and said, "Go and get a glass of water."

Leng Xing hurried to the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Du Zhong.

When marching, everything is simple, and they drink only water.

Du Zhong glanced at the water in front of him and did not take it. Instead, he took out a pill and said, "Feed this medicine to him."

"This is..." Leng Xing took it and asked subconsciously.

Du Zhong said, "Antidote."

"He was poisoned?" Leng Xing was shocked.

Du Zhong nodded: "I don't know how this kid ate the poison of Yaohu and became paralyzed and unconscious."

Huh?

Leng Xing was shocked.

Du Zhong comforted him, "Don't worry, this medicine is not very toxic, just take the antidote."

When refining the poison, Du Zhong considered that Jiang Tu might accidentally be poisoned, so he prepared some antidotes.

Sure enough, it's better to be prepared, and now it's used.

"It's thanks to this poison that his blood flow has slowed down, otherwise he would have bled more and it would be difficult for him to wake up." Du Zhong said with a sigh.

After hearing this, Leng Xing suddenly remembered the situation when Zhu Feng was injured and fell to the ground.

They were very close at the time and saw Zhu Feng's abnormality. Originally, she thought Zhu Feng was dizzy due to blood loss, but now she understands that it was because of poisoning!

Zhu Feng was unlucky, the poisoning saved his life. He was lucky, because his movements were restricted by the poisoning and he couldn't avoid the knife in his back.

Everything seems to be God's will, leaving people helpless.