There are still many wounded, and they are coming one after another.

The Tsing Yi Guards could rest for a while, but Feng Yin kept moving, boiling the medicine and tentatively adjusting the power of the Spirit Transformation Sutra.

He tentatively spread the spiritual power evenly in the medicinal soup, but the effect was completely lost. Fengyin felt a little frustrated, but he also understood another thing. It seems that this thing must be balled into balls to be able to survive for a period of time.

time?

As for why it can be stored after being rolled into balls?

Feng Yin can't figure this problem out, but there's no need to figure it out now. If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it. Why don't you just roll it into a ball in the future?

It's too late, it's too soon...

Dust was flying in the distance, and another large group of people came.

In front of me, a person in green clothes fluttered in the sky, and he was in front of me in an instant. It was not why he had to go, but who he was.

Behind him, Wu Tiejun rushed forward wildly, pulling him back a long way and making him covered in sweat.

"Mr. Feng, I'm afraid I'm going to really trouble you this time."

Why should he smile so warmly? He had just experienced a big battle, but there was no chill in his body at all. He was clean and refreshing, and his smile was gentle.

"Have you ever touched the Qi?" Feng Yin frowned. As he continued to practice the Spirit Transformation Sutra, he became more and more sensitive to the Qi machine.

"My injury doesn't matter." He said.

In just two sentences, Wu Tiejun rushed over with sweating profusely and asked nervously: "Brother Feng, how are my injured brothers before..."

Speaking of the last few words, my voice was already trembling a bit.

Obviously, Wu Tiejun knew very well that those people were ambushed earlier and were extremely seriously injured. I am afraid that there is no hope for a dozen of them.

Even though he has been through battles for a long time, even though he knows that those people's efforts are rewarded, even though he has long understood the truth that one general's success can lead to ten thousand bones, but when things come to a close, even though he knows that there is little hope, he still doesn't want to hear the bad news.

I always look forward to a contingency: Mr. Feng’s magical method has cured everything!

Even though I knew in my heart that this was impossible - Huh?

"They are all alive. There is no danger to their lives. You are retreating with your army. It's over. How many wounded are there? Let me know something?" Feng Yin asked in a deep voice.

"All alive? All... all alive!!!"

Wu Tiejun exclaimed, his face full of shock, and he almost suspected that he was hallucinating.

He stammered: "Really, everyone...is still alive?"

His voice was extremely soft, and his face looked so nervous that it almost stiffened.

"Alive! No one died!"

Feng Yin nodded affirmatively.

“Oooh!!”

Wu Tiejun was immediately overjoyed. He grinned and laughed, completely ignoring Feng Yin's questions. He slapped Fei Xinyu, who was covered with wounds, and said with excitement, "Everyone is alive, everyone is alive."

It’s okay, did you hear it? Did you hear it!”

Fei Xinyu trembled all over, almost fainting from the pain, and suddenly cursed: "Can you please stop slapping my wounds with these two strokes? Damn it, everyone else is still alive, I will be killed by these two strokes... Really

Mother Te is unlucky, those flying eagles and black feathers are all trying their best to greet me, and I didn't even bother to kill their ancestors, nor dig up their ancestors' graves... What did they do to me? They are all really sick!"

Why bother to open your eyes and look at the sky?

Why are the enemies trying their best to greet you? Don't you have any clues in your heart?

Wu Tiejun was ecstatic, almost jumping up and down, but when he was at his most excited, suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered something...

So he straightened his body, his spiritual energy surged, and with a pop, the dust all over his body was shaken clean. He quickly and habitually straightened his hat, floated his ribbon, straightened his collar, neatly buttoned, and smoothed out wrinkles...

Finally, the two feet were put together and a pair of shoes became clean.

The joy on the face disappeared without a trace, and the face was expressionless, old-fashioned and serious.

Suddenly he became majestic and tidy, not angry and intimidating, with a serious face and a selfless face.

What a team member in Rainbow Tsing Yi!

With his hands behind his back and full of official authority, Shi Shiran stepped into the door, walking calmly and bearing an air of dignity, obviously going to visit his injured brothers...

Immediately, Wu Tiejun's majestic and reserved voice came from inside: "Brothers, are everything okay? Well, well, let's all take a good rest. Daqin needs you, the country needs you..."

"This... is really sick."

The muscles on He Biqu's face twitched, and he looked at Wu Tiejun's back, speechless.

Apparently, his evaluation of his subordinates has been going up and down for a while!

Fei Xinyu looked at Wu Tiejun's back and murmured a curse: "I don't know which of his ancestors inherited this pretense problem... It's true that a sow likes to scratch her butt. I'm addicted to pretending.

…”

…

"He Lao, you always understand people and know what is important and what is serious. Tell me the truth. How many people do you estimate will be in the next batch of injured?" Feng Yin asked.

"There have to be hundreds of people anyway." He Biwen sighed: "This is not counting the army... Including the army, there are probably three hundred people."

"There are so many more?"

Feng Yin was startled: "Then I definitely don't have enough medicine here; I haven't had so many injured here in a year, and my reserves here are running low."

"I'll let someone buy it, and you'll be responsible for concentrating on preparing the medicine!"

Why bother to wave his hand: "Whatever you need, just tell me, don't be polite."

"I have a list here. By the way, I am a medical practitioner who believes that good medicine tastes bitter, so the more Coptis chinensis the better. If it is convenient, please help me purchase some more."

"No problem, no problem at all."

"Wu Tiejun!"

"arrive!"

Why bother to give an order and send Wu Tiejun, who was seriously visiting his injured subordinate, to go out to work like a galloping horse that has escaped the reins?

"Go quickly!"

"Finally we got this guy away."

Why bother and felt relieved.

Wu Tiejun from afar was shouting: "Sir, I have no money."

"Go borrow it!"

Why bother to roar and immediately want to hang yourself? You said you have no money in front of so many people, where can I put my face?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "There is no place to borrow it!"

Wu Tiejun continued to yell.

He was helpless. All the people I could borrow money from were lying in the hospital. Who do you want me to borrow from?

"You go and grab it!"

Why bother when the anger is already spewing out of your forehead.

"Your Majesty, what you said is wrong..."

Wu Tiejun shouted from a distance.

Clang!

Why bother to pull out the knife and rush forward!

No one can stop me, I will kill him today!

When Wu Tiejun saw that something was not going well, he turned around and ran away quickly.

Why bother with a dark face, a long knife in hand, which has not been sheathed for a long time. His eyes are wandering around, ready to find someone to vent his anger.

Murderous.

Fei Xinyu crept in close to the wall, not daring to say a word. She held her buttocks between her legs, not even daring to fart.

He was sure that if he opened his mouth at this time, the knife would fall on him.

This is something that is unquestionable and unquestionable.

As for swearing... I never curse anyone!

Never have a bad mouth!

…

The wounded arrived quickly, and a total of 1,780 people were sent over; then the wounded from the military also arrived one after another.

He also brought a large gift from General Ma Qiange, saying it was for Feng Langzhong, and if he didn't accept it, he would be looking down on him.

How could Fengyin look down on General Ma?

So I accepted it happily.
To be continued...