The governor's office was in chaos.

Countless soldiers carrying buckets and basins of water rushed to the inner courtyard to put out the fire.

The governor's bedroom was already a sea of ​​fire, and the fire was quickly spreading to the rooms on both sides.

The building decorations and even the furniture of that era were all made of various kinds of wood. Once a fire broke out, pouring buckets of well water on it would be of no help at all.

All we can do is wait until it burns out.

The soldiers looked at the burning furnace in despair, and they were afraid that the Minister of the Central Chancellery was in great danger...

"It's over, it's all my fault. Why did I drink with Zhongcheng..." Zheng Yuanshao's eyes were red, and it was unclear whether it was caused by the firelight or the smoke.

"I should get drunk with Zhongcheng." He murmured in despair: "Zhongcheng, I'm coming..."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards the sea of ​​fire.

"Hurry up and grab him!" Captain Feng shouted, and the soldiers hurriedly grabbed the heartbroken Deputy Envoy Zheng.

At this time, a soldier found a thick quilt. Captain Feng grabbed it, wrapped it around himself and shouted, "Get some water on it!"

"Captain, let's go in!" the subordinate advised.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Captain Feng roared, "Water it!"

The soldiers had no choice but to pour several buckets of well water on the quilts.

While watering the plants, Captain Feng asked Zheng Yuanshao in a stern voice, "Where is the chancellor?"

"**." Zheng Yuanshao said in a lost voice.

"Damn it, let's fight!" Captain Feng roared, grabbed the heavy wet quilt with both hands, and rushed into the fire.

"Protect Qianhu!" The soldiers rushed out of the house at the door and poured water frantically.

Captain Feng felt as if he had been rushed into a furnace. There was fire all around him, and the flames made it difficult for him to open his eyes.

The billowing smoke made him cough violently, and Captain Feng quickly covered his mouth and nose with the corner of the quilt.

White steam rose from the quilt on my body and it would soon catch fire.

He couldn't care less at this moment. He squinted his eyes and barely made out the door to the inner room, then rushed in.

As soon as he entered, he was tripped by someone under his feet and almost fell to the ground. He quickly squatted down to check and vaguely saw that it was Lin San who was half-burned.

Captain Feng found that he would feel much better if he squatted down, so he used his hands and feet to crawl towards the head of the bed.

But all he saw was a burning fire, and no one was there.

Captain Feng was shocked and thought, could it be burned to ashes?

At this time, he was already unconscious, the quilt on his body began to catch fire, and there was a hole burned through his leather boots.

Captain Feng couldn't hold on any longer and was about to turn around and crawl out of the sea of ​​fire when he caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner of the wall.

He quickly crawled over to check, and this was the Lin Run he was looking for.

Captain Feng threw himself on Lin Run and put out the fire on him. Then, with a willpower that ordinary people could not imagine, he picked him up and rushed out of the bedroom.

At this time, the soldiers outside pushed a water hose cart and shot water into the door, finally suppressing the fierce fire.

Everyone was so nervous that every moment seemed so long.

When people were about to suffocate in agony, suddenly a huge shadow rushed out from the sea of ​​fire.

"It's out, it's out!" Everyone cheered excitedly and rushed to pour water on the Hokage to put out the fire.

As Captain Feng rushed out, he suddenly fell to the ground.

The soldiers quickly lifted the black, smoking quilt, helped Captain Feng, whose face was covered with blisters and whose hair was dry, yellow and curly, up, and poured water into his Ren Zhong acupoint.

Only then did everyone realize that Captain Feng had brought out a dark-skinned man. The man's hair and eyebrows had been burnt off, and his entire body was pitch black with a startling red color. Only by looking at the outline of his facial features could one vaguely identify it as Lin Zhongcheng.

A group of officials quickly gathered around him and shouted, "Zhongcheng, Zhongcheng, wake up!"

But Lin Run still had no reaction and did not move at all.

Looking at the handsome and elegant Lin Zhongcheng, who was burned into a state neither human nor ghost, Zheng Yuanshao's eyes widened and he felt like his head was about to split apart.

An assistant censor named Niu trembled as he stretched out his hand, holding on to the last hope, and felt Lin Run's breath. He suddenly said excitedly, "He's still breathing!"

This sound was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Zheng Yuanshao directly on the forehead.

"Call the doctor quickly, the chancellor is still alive!" The officials shouted one after another, and no one noticed that Deputy Envoy Zheng had fainted on the ground.

Before, everyone's attention was on saving people. After rescuing Lin Run, they noticed that the fire had spread and the signing room not far away was also burning fiercely.

Several guards who were guarding the custody room slapped their thighs in shock. Now all the account books inside were ruined!

"The back house can't be saved. Quickly tear down everything on both sides of the hanging flower gate that could catch fire, and prevent it from burning to the front yard!" Niu Chenshi quickly ordered everyone to stop the damage.

The soldiers hurriedly followed orders and tried their best to control the fire in the backyard.

After a while, Shanghai County Magistrate Zhang Qi arrived with several old doctors with white beards.

"Hurry up and save Zhongcheng!" The soldiers drew their swords and shouted to the old doctors, "If you can't save him, you won't live either!"

Several old doctors hurried forward tremblingly to take Lin Run's pulse and treat him.

Seeing that the governor was seriously burned in his own county, Zhang Qi felt dizzy and almost fainted.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the outcome of the trial.

However, what he waited for was the doctor shaking his head and sighing.

"Zhongcheng was too badly injured. We were powerless. We could only help him clean his mouth and nose, make him feel more comfortable, and give him some honey water to prevent the fire poison from attacking his heart..."

"You dare to say no without trying?!" The officials shouted impatiently: "Are you really tired of living?!"

"We really don't have the ability to do that." The doctors explained bitterly: "Rash treatment will only backfire and make Zhongcheng completely hopeless."

"Oh?" Zhang Qi was stunned when he heard this, and asked in a deep voice: "Then who can save Zhongcheng?"

"If anyone can save Zhongcheng, it must be Jiangnan Hospital." The doctors hurriedly said:

"Everyone in the world knows about 'Wan Mi Zhai's prescriptions and Li Shizhen's medicines', as well as the surgical expert Li Lunming. All three of them are in Jiangnan Hospital."

"Go and invite them here quickly!" Niu Chenshi gave the order loudly.

"It would be better to send Zhongcheng directly there. First, it will save time. Second, I heard that the treatment conditions at Jiangnan Hospital are the best in the Ming Dynasty." The doctors hurriedly suggested.

"You, hurry up and inform Jiangnan Hospital to prepare." Niu Chenshi thought it made sense, so he said in a deep voice: "Prepare the fastest ship and set off for Kunshan now!"

The trip to Kunshan was against the current. In fact, riding a horse or taking a car was faster than taking a boat, but the ride was too bumpy. I'm afraid that Zhongcheng would be shaken to death before he even reached Jiangnan Hospital.

Zhang Qi immediately ordered his men to open the city gates and let the rider who brought the news from Kunshan gallop away.

Then everyone carefully carried Lin Run onto the boat, and Niu Chenshi and two doctors stayed on board to take care of Lin Zhongcheng.

Forty strong boatmen were arranged to take turns rowing and go upstream in the dark.

Fortunately, the Wusong River has entered the dry season and the water flow is slow. Dozens of oars are sliding hard at the same time, and the reverse flow is not slow at all.

ps. The first of four consecutive updates. Okay, I finally softened my heart. I'll give it back to you, Lin Zhongcheng. Please give me a monthly ticket.