Chapter 150 You Have No say
Cheng Duan looked down and was almost scared to death by the condition of his arm.
His dark arms were covered with small red blisters, so densely packed that it gave people goose bumps.
He quickly looked up at Song Yanxi and blurted out, "Princess, what is this?"
Song Yanxi's expression turned grim. "This poison is so powerful."
Upon hearing that Cheng Duan was poisoned, the soldiers who followed him out immediately panicked, some pulling their sleeves and some pulling their collars.
Glancing at someone hurriedly undoing their belt, Mo Jinchuan said coldly, "The poison is on that piece of paper. Those who haven't touched it don't need to panic."
Cheng Duan came to his senses, took two steps forward and fiercely kicked Jiang Jinzhong's body, cursing, "Damn it, you're already dead and you're still trying to trick me."
He kicked Jiang Jinzhong's body over and it rolled on the ground several times before it stopped. Without the white cloth covering it, his face, bleeding from all seven orifices, was exposed.
His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, looking more like he was frightened to death than poisoned.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like suicide by taking poison.
Before seeing his arm, Cheng Duan only felt that his arm was a little itchy. He thought that he was sweating from chasing someone in a hurry at night and needed to take a shower. Only then did he realize that he was poisoned and felt that his arm was itchy and painful, as if there were millions of ants gnawing and biting on it.
He couldn't help but want to reach out and scratch it, but just as he raised his hand, Song Yanxi stopped him.
"The poison is still on the surface and hasn't penetrated quickly yet. If it's scratched, the general's arm might really be lost."
Cheng Duan's face turned pale and he immediately ordered, "Quick, get some ropes and tie me up!"
The soldier next to him also obeyed and turned around and ran to get the rope.
Song Yanxi was amazed at his courage. After a moment's hesitation, she looked at An Yidao and said, "I'd like to trouble you, Commander An, to go get my medicine box."
"You're welcome, young lady."
After entering the tent and sitting down, the excitement he had just felt faded, and Cheng Duan finally realized that he was afraid.
He looked at his arm, then at Song Yanxi, with a look of wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Knowing what he was afraid of, Mo Jinchuan said calmly, "Don't worry, she will definitely do her best to save you."
This is not what Cheng Duan is worried about.
He was just wondering how confident Song Yanxi was and whether she could save his arm.
Although he usually used his right hand to wield a gun, even if his left arm was lost, it would not affect his ability to mount a horse and kill the enemy in the future.
But he hasn't even gotten married yet...
Finally, he found a girl who didn't mind his age, poor speaking skills, and the fact that he stayed in the military camp all day long. If he broke an arm and became disabled, his parents would definitely not agree to her marrying him.
Cheng Duan was thinking about this and was about to ask when he heard Mo Jinchuan say quietly, "If even she can't do anything about it, then it can only be said that this is General Cheng's fate."
"Your Highness..." Cheng Duan's heart choked, and he suddenly felt like committing rebellion.
Listen, what do people say?
No wonder Qiu Zongping wrote to me before saying that His Royal Highness Prince Jin was proficient in both civil and military strategies, and was very caring about his soldiers. He ate and slept with everyone and had no airs. Apart from one shortcoming, he was the best general he had ever seen.
After all this time, there's nothing wrong with it. It's just that you're mean.
Cheng Duan couldn't help but comfort himself in his heart.
As the saying goes, no one is perfect. His Royal Highness Prince Jin is already so outstanding, so what if he has a few minor flaws?
Even beautiful jade has some small flaws.
Besides, they were just fighting side by side, staying together for a few months at the least and two years at the most. They would separate when they won in the future. It was not like they would be together every day in the future.
Even if someone really dislikes something, it should be his future princess.
Thinking of this, Cheng Duan couldn't help but move two steps closer to Song Yanxi and said in a low voice, "The princess must have had a hard time along the way."
"What?" Song Yanxi looked up, bewildered.
General Cheng, is he concerned about her?
Seeing that she didn't understand what he meant at all, Cheng Duan coughed lightly and whispered, "Although His Royal Highness Prince Jin has a sharp tongue, he is an absolutely good man and a hero of our Anguo. Princess, please don't be angry with him."
Song Yanxi glanced at Mo Jinchuan not far away, her brows slightly furrowed, "General Cheng, do you have some misunderstandings about His Royal Highness Prince Jin?"
Cheng Duan said with an expression that said, "Don't worry, Princess. I'm very tight-lipped and will never tell His Royal Highness Prince Jin what you and I said."
"General Cheng really misunderstood." Song Yanxi was a little helpless.
Although Mo Jinchuan looked cold and indifferent, after spending some time with him, she found that he was a warm-hearted person who was considerate and good at taking care of others.
As for the poisonous mouth...
She didn't think that what he had said about Zhuang Shihan was excessive.
The principle of being a human being is that if you respect me one inch, I will respect you one yard.
If you meet someone who doesn't know what's good for him, don't give in even an inch, and even return the favor a hundredfold if necessary.
His Royal Highness Prince Jin is a gentleman, not a fool. He shouldn't be polite to others when he is being bullied.
Cheng Duan scratched his head and uttered, "Princess Yong'an is really good-tempered," and then said nothing more.
It’s not that he agreed with Song Yanxi’s words, but the gaze from behind him was too strong, staring at him so hard that his back felt cold and his scalp numbed.
He couldn't help but wonder if he had said something wrong just now, which made the prince unhappy.
But he thought about it for a long time and still couldn't figure it out.
"What are you doing?"
When Song Yanxi was about to give the injection, a sweet female voice sounded outside the tent.
Without waiting for the guard to pass on the message, she lifted the curtain and strode in.
Lin Tingfeng followed behind her, holding a whip in one hand and a few prey that had been dead for a long time in the other.
Both of their clothes were wet with dew, and a cool breeze blew in as they came in, making Cheng Duanda, who was shirtless, shiver uncontrollably.
He already disliked Lin Tingfeng, so he immediately asked with a sullen face, "Did you two leave the camp in the middle of the night without permission?"
Lin Tingfeng frowned. "I just shot a few rabbits in the nearby woods. General Cheng, there's no need to flatter me."
"The army has its own rules, and your words don't count!"
Cheng Duan looked at Mo Jinchuan and was about to speak when Zhuang Shihan interrupted him with a smile.
"General Cheng, what happened? Judging from the symptoms, it seems like he came into contact with something unclean."
"Poisoned." Cheng Duan said unhappily.
Song Yanxi raised her eyes, looked at the smiling Zhuang Shihan, and asked, "Princess Shihan, can you recognize what kind of poison it is?"
Zhuang Shihan didn't answer but asked, "I was just about to ask you, this symptom looks quite serious, how confident are you that you can cure it?"
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