"You're here? Who are you? Why are you here? Do you know what time it is?"
Sun Da lowered his head and looked for a way to speak, then he looked up instantly without asking any questions, and there was anger on his face.
Fu Zhaojun seemed to have seen a savior, and quickly gave up her seat, ignoring the angry person next to her, and said excitedly.
"Ma'am, I trust you. I will prepare anything you need right away."
There was always a feeling in her heart telling her that as long as she took action, nothing would happen.
Feng Yilin took his wife to the unconscious person lying on the bed, lowered his eyes, and concealed his emotions.
"Wife, don't make me worry." He let go of his hand, held her shoulders instead, looked into her clear eyes, and said seriously.
Xunmi smiled and nodded, patted her husband's head, and raised her confident eyes: "Don't worry."
"Yilin, go to the room and get my handbag. Adjutant Min, please light the kerosene lamp."
"Zhaojun will be my assistant. The others will step aside and leave enough space for the old marshal to breathe."
Ignoring Sun Da's questioning gaze, he took Fu Zhaojun's previous position and reached out to check the wound, but was hit hard by the person next to him. Fortunately, Xunmi withdrew his hand quickly and avoided the blow.
He turned around unhappily and looked at the middle-aged man who seemed extremely angry, with a hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes.
"Who are you? Who gave you permission to touch the old marshal? If something happens, can you bear the consequences?"
"Someone, come and pull this woman out. She shouldn't be in the way here."
Sun Da tried hard to make himself look more imposing, and withstood the captivating gaze without giving in.
In his eyes, she was just a young girl and there was nothing to be afraid of.
However, no one present stepped forward to attack Xunmi. Instead, they all looked at him with hostility. What was going on?
"Are you deaf? Get those irrelevant people out of here quickly." He couldn't help but yell. He couldn't give in, he couldn't.
Fu Zhaojun was the first one who couldn't help but point at the military doctor who had originally left a good impression on her and started scolding him.
"You are the irrelevant person. You are nothing. You look down on others. Even a person with such a good temper like this lady can't help but swear."
"If Madam says she can do it, then she must be able to do it. You are preventing Madam from treating the old marshal. Do you have any ulterior motives?"
"Qi Yang, move this fake guy who is taking advantage of his age to the side so that he won't disturb the Madam."
He said a lot of things, but he still seemed unsatisfied. He looked around and saw the anesthetic placed aside. He picked it up and injected it into Sun Da's arm.
"Hmph, to prevent you from barking and distracting Madam while she's undergoing surgery."
The few who moved quickly were caught off guard, and what they said next was so righteous that the others who wanted to say something immediately shut up.
Sun Da felt his entire left arm go numb, and his eyes were bloodshot as he glared at the little girl in front of him.
"What are you planning to do? Are you trying to harm the old marshal? When the marshal comes, I will expose you."
"Wait, wait..." He was a little panicked in his heart, but his face remained calm. Only the flickering look in his eyes gave him away.
Xunmi really wanted to give the heroine a thumbs up, as her casual words just now actually revealed the truth.
Ignoring the people who were still shouting, he pressed his fingers on the edge of Feng Huailin's wound, and probed his mental power along it, then his handsome brows furrowed tightly.
Everyone who had been paying attention to her saw her face gloomy and became nervous.
"Wife, here are the things." Feng Yilin came back quickly and handed the things to Xunmi without even looking at Sun Da who was being held aside.
Xunmi took the bag, not caring about the blood on his hands, and directly took out a set of small scalpels from it, turned around and put them on the fire brought by Min Qi Yang to roast.
"Zhaojun, treat the wound and remember to add anesthetic." He said without raising his head, concentrating on the actions in his hands.
Fu Zhaojun had been a military doctor for so long that she was very familiar with cleaning and bandaging these simple wounds and handled them quickly.
The searching fingers moved around the wound, as if confirming something, and stopped after finding a certain place.
The knife in his right hand slashed down quickly, and a loud scream immediately rang out in the room: "Ah...what are you doing." Xunmi was so frightened that his hand almost trembled.
Feng Yilin's expression flashed with bloodthirstiness, his eyes were full of hostility, and he walked towards the person who made the sound step by step.
In the quiet room, the military boots made a clattering sound on the ground, as if they were stepping on people's hearts, making it difficult to breathe.
"Pull out his tongue." In Sun Da's suddenly constricted pupils, there was only the man who looked like a devil from hell.
The words he said made his whole body cold and stiff, and his face turned as pale as a ghost.
"Yes, Marshal." The two soldiers next to him held the man down and replied respectfully.
Sun Da was really scared now, and said anxiously: "Marshal, I am your father's personal military doctor, you can't do this to me."
"I didn't do anything wrong. Your father will be disappointed when he wakes up and finds out you're so cruel."
Feng Yilin seemed to have heard a joke, and a hint of joy appeared on the corner of his lips.
But the words that came out of that mouth made Sun Da's heart feel like it was covered with a layer of ice, making him feel suffocated.
"Right? Haha... How can someone who gave birth to something he shouldn't have thought about still be alive?"
How could he tolerate someone yelling at his wife?
He can't bear to talk to people who speak harshly, so what kind of person is this? He dares to take advantage of the power of others to bully others.
Sun Da, whose train of thought was out of sync, was so scared that his lips trembled. Did he know?
How is that possible? The thing was done so secretly, these two rough guys who only know how to fight would not know about it. I must be overthinking it.
But as he saw the dagger getting closer, Sun Da instinctively wanted to scream again.
Feng Yilin quickly grabbed his jaw and twisted it hard. With a click, the bone was dislocated.
The pain left him with no strength to scream, and his tongue was so numb that he didn't want to move.
Fear continued to overflow from his eyes as he struggled to retreat and avoid the dagger that was already at his mouth.
He didn't want to have his tongue cut off. Damn Feng Yilin, just wait for him, soon their Feng family and Feng family army will be completely destroyed.
"Yilin, don't touch him. Father must be eager to ask him why he betrayed him."
He concentrated on finding the knife, and after using tweezers to remove the bullet, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Noticing the movement from her husband's side, she spoke in a light tone, but the content of her words was extremely surprising.
Betrayal, betrayal of what?
Feng Yilin left Sun Da and walked to Xunmi, looking at her cheeks with heartache. Her cheeks, which had originally been somewhat rosy, became extremely pale after the operation which lasted only a dozen minutes. They looked like crystal clear mutton-fat jade in the sun, extremely pale.
There were a few drops of water on her forehead, showing her tenseness. She wiped them off gently with her fingers, bent down, and hugged the person in her arms.
The fatigue between her brows was too obvious, but she still had some finishing touches to do and couldn't leave.
All he could do was to give her a strong and broad chest so that she could feel at ease and free from worries.
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