"Where can I find a boat for you now?" Guan Xing said impatiently, "After all, he is the general leading an army alone. How can he come with so many requests?"

Feng Yongxin said that the butt is not yours, so of course you don’t feel bad.

"What about the medical workers? The medical workers don't know how to ride a horse!"

"When the time comes, someone will take him. It's only a day's journey away. What are you afraid of?"

Guan Xing said matter-of-factly.

There is no shortage of horses. Now they have the support of the Longyou Hu people, and Feng Yong will be their future rich man.

Therefore, without Feng Yong having to say anything, the Qiang and Hu leaders would secretly establish friendship with Feng Yong in advance, sending good horses one after another, not only fifty but also thirty.

"Polu, come here."

In front of a carefully selected tall horse, Feng Yong waved to Liu Hun.

"What are your orders, general?"

Liu Hun came over with some confusion.

"I remember you were very good at riding?"

Feng Yong asked.

Mentioning what he was good at, Liu Hun showed a reserved and somewhat arrogant look on his face, "Return to the general, how can the villain be able to use this horse without good equestrian skills? I dare not say anything else, but

This little guy is still somewhat confident in his riding skills."

"That's good." Feng Yong was overjoyed, "You can take me with you when we ride horses later. Remember to ride more steadily on the road and not be too bumpy."

"The general will obey his orders."

Although he was a little confused and did not understand that General Feng would make such a request, Liu Hun immediately agreed.

Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction.

Today's horses do not have stirrups, and most of the saddles are made of wood. In his current condition, if he really had to sit on it and run wildly for a day, Feng Yong felt that he might die.

Although Liu Hun was a Huns, he had been accustomed to Han rituals for a long time and was very good at conduct, so he was very comfortable in using them.

Although Tianshui County had just returned to the hands of the Han Dynasty, it had the support of local noble families and the Qiang and Hu. It was also protected by Nan'an County and Guangwei County in the middle and was not connected to Liangzhou and Guanzhong.

Therefore, among the four counties in Longyou, Tianshui County was already the one most controlled by the Han Dynasty.

Guan Xing and Feng Yongyong did not need to bring too many people, they only needed to lead the people forward on a light horse.

When they met the army led by Jiang Wei, it was when Zhang Bao fell ill.

Zhang Bao was lying on the couch, his body was trembling slightly, his limbs were stiff, and the muscles all over his body were tense and as hard as stone.

His neck was not leaning against the pillow, but was already slightly raised. You could see that the veins were almost bursting out of the skin. This was a sign of muscle contraction.

The weirdest thing is that Zhang Bao still has a smile on his face.

If you don't look at his face, this weird posture will make people think that he is in great pain at this time, but if you look at his face again, it will make people feel that he can't help himself, which is really weird.

Guan Xing rushed in, and when he saw this situation, he was very anxious, "Xingwu, how are you?"

When Zhang Bao heard the voice, his bloodshot eyes turned to the side, as if trying to see the person clearly, which proved that he was still conscious.

Feng Yong, who followed later, walked with weird steps, with his legs spread wide apart, his toes bouncing, and he kept breathing in at the same time.

Feng Yong's figure was reflected in Zhang Bao's pupils. His eyes, which were originally wide open, suddenly became a little wider, and he actually had a bit of hope.

Feng Yong came over and saw that Zhang Bao's face was already red and purple, and his lips were blue, and he felt nervous!

"No, this is poor breathing!"

During a tetanus attack, every muscle in the human body may experience spasm. If the respiratory muscles are affected, the respiratory muscles cannot be controlled voluntarily, resulting in difficulty breathing.

In severe cases, breathing may stop or even cause death by suffocation.

"What's the meaning?"

Guan Xing saw that Zhang Bao's illness seemed much more serious than a few days ago, and he felt anxious.

Now I saw Feng Yong say this with a solemn face, and my heart suddenly became anxious. Although I didn't understand it, this was definitely not a good thing.

"I just can't breathe."

"What should we do?"

Feng Yong didn't answer. He ignored his burning butt, sucked in the cold air, quickly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pinched Zhang Bao's chin, trying to open his mouth.

Zhang Bao's teeth didn't move at all despite the force he put on his hands.

Feng Yong knew that it was not that Zhang Bao was unwilling to cooperate, but that he could no longer control his muscles.

The force of clenching the teeth was really too great.

If you forcefully open it, there may be a way to do it, but in this case, Zhang Bao's jaw will probably not be removed, or at least it will be injured.

Seeing the white cloth wrapped around Zhang Bao's forehead, Feng Yong pulled it off and found that the wound was actually not big, and had begun to scar, with some redness and swelling inside.

Feng Yong got closer and saw that there were no traces of medicine around the wound. He frowned slightly and asked, "Did you not apply medicine after you were injured?"

"It was just an accidental injury. Bu Qu had already wiped away the blood. After returning to the camp, the medical staff bandaged it again. Xingwu had already woken up by then and found that the wound was not too big and the blood was gone.

It stopped, so I didn’t care.”

Guan Xing explained from behind.

Feng Yong turned around angrily, "Wipe up the blood? What did you use to wipe it off? How did the medical staff deal with it?"

Seeing Feng Yong's expression, Guan Xing was a little unsure of the meaning of his words, and looked a little panicked, "What do you mean by this?"

"There are records in my sect that the reason why metal-inflicted fistula occurs is because evil things invade the human body through wounds. There are two situations where you are most likely to get metal-inflicted fistula."

"The first case is that after the injury, dirt entered the wound, and the second case is that the wound was caused by rusty iron tools."

"In both cases, if the wound is not cleaned in time and then the wound is wrapped tightly, the possibility of getting a wound will be greatly increased."

Clostridium tetani is an anaerobic pathogen and can easily grow and reproduce in narrow and deep wounds without oxygen.

Feng Yongyong didn't know whether Zhang Bao's wound was deep or not, but when he heard Guan Xing's words, he thought that he must have been careless in handling the wound.

Thinking of this, Feng Yong sneered, "Brother Zhang fell down on the mountain and was injured when he hit a rock. It was very likely that he was covered in mud when he was injured."

"I don't know how those Bu Qu wiped Zhang's wounds. I think even if there was mud on the wound, they wouldn't notice it. That's all."

"After returning to the camp, you saw that the bleeding had stopped, the man was awake again, and the wound was not too big. According to your military habits, it was probably just a hasty bandage."

Having said this, Feng Yong glanced at Zhang Bao again and let out a long sigh. He felt both pity and anger. He couldn't tell what it felt like.

Although Feng Yong didn't explain clearly, Guan Xing already understood.

His face suddenly turned extremely pale.

In this way, isn't it Zhang Bao's own fault? Even the people around him were unintentionally accomplices.

"What should we do?" Guan Xing immediately grabbed Feng Yong's hand, "You must find a way to save him!"

Feng Yong could feel Guan Xing's hands shaking slightly, it was because of fear.

At this moment, Fan Qi was finally helped in.

Poor him, his riding skills are limited to being able to barely ride on a donkey's back.

Fan Qiyuan was unable to master the technique of galloping on horseback.

So along the way, others were leading him on horseback.

Looking at Fan Qi, whose steps were sloppy and his face was pale, Feng Yong knew that he had been bumped along the way.

It's just that Zhang Bao's condition left Fan Qi no time to rest.

Fan Qi was helped to Zhang Bao's bed and began to examine the wound.

"This wound must be opened and all the rotten flesh inside must be cut out."

Fan Qi said decisively, turning around at the same time, "The villain must also check General Zhang's whole body to see if there are any other wounds."

"Brother, Dr. Fan has to treat the Zhang family brother, so we should go out first if we have nothing to do."

Feng Yong saw Guan Xing standing behind Fan Qi, watching Fan Qi's every move with concern, and then gave him some advice.

Without turning his head, Guan Xing waved his hand and said, "Everyone waiting, please get out."

"Brother, we have to go out too."

Feng Yong's voice sounded faintly behind him.

Guan Xing then turned around and said, "Are we? Just waiting around?"

Feng Yong looked at him expressionlessly.

Feng Yong looked at him and made him feel guilty. No matter how reluctant Guan Xing was, he could only respond, "Okay, I'll leave now."

Not only Guan Xing is leaving, but Feng Yong is also leaving.

Although Guan Xing was extremely reluctant, he could only go outside and wait.

Compared to Guan Xing who was walking around at the entrance of the camp, Feng Yong was much calmer and found a place to sit down not far away.
To be continued...