Seeing his brother-in-law's extremely distrustful gaze, Feng Yong swore in his heart that everything he said was serious and serious.

In later generations, people who had difficulty breathing due to tetanus attacks would need to cut their tracheas to improve ventilation in severe cases.

In this day and age, if it comes to cutting off the trachea, it is basically hopeless.

That is, when the patient can barely breathe, put a mouth ball on them and then perform artificial respiration.

This is a very serious medical treatment.

In Feng Yong's army, this is a kind of medical equipment, otherwise Feng Yong would not have been able to prepare this thing in advance.

But what the heck... I can't help but have some fun with some idiot... Ah, no, it should be something immoral, so can you blame him?

Can you blame him?

Seeing Guan Xing taking the ball hesitantly, Feng Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his brother-in-law is a serious person, unlike those happy fools...

"Does this person who brings good luck to Xingwu have to have a long-lasting breath?"

Guan Xing thought for a while, frowned and asked.

"That's not necessarily true." Feng Yong naturally guessed what Guan Xing was thinking, "If a specially trained person comes to do this, even if it's a woman, that's okay."

"But if you haven't received special training, then naturally you have to find someone with a long breath, who can send more breath to the Zhang family brothers."

If you have received professional training, you will know the techniques of air supply.

In fact, in Nanxiang, there are indeed some female medical workers, which are similar to a combination of doctors and nurses, but they are basically used for women's childbirth.

Artificial respiration is the most basic skill for doctors, and they naturally know it too.

After all, sometimes mothers hold their breath and feign death. At this time, they need artificial respiration. This alone has saved at least a dozen mothers.

It would be a worry-free thing if we could choose a good-looking female medical worker to do this for Zhang Bao.

But female medical workers are still women after all, and Feng Yong would definitely not dare to take her to the military at the moment.

Otherwise, in this era, it would be easy to be misunderstood as a female camp or something like that. Moreover, if Zhuge Lao Yao knew that he had a hidden woman in his army, he would use her to sacrifice the military law out of necessity.

If a weak woman who doesn't know anything is hired to do this temporarily, just because she is shy, she will probably be deprived of oxygen. How will she be able to provide air to Zhang Bao then?

This is no joke. When Nanxiang first implemented artificial respiration, the female medical workers were so embarrassed that they were even hypoxic when they first learned this.

What's more, Zhang Bao is still a martial arts practitioner, so his lung capacity must be much greater than that of ordinary people.

Not to mention that he couldn't find a woman in the army now, even if he found one temporarily, Feng Yong wouldn't dare to let her go. If the time comes, he won't save people, but he will harm them.

Feng Yong glanced at Guan Xing, "Fan Qi and his assistants are all professionally trained, but without the consent of the Zhang family brother, I'm afraid they wouldn't dare to do it... Well, in this matter, I think it's still the brother who

It’s best to talk to the Zhang family brothers.”

There is no difference in nature between what was done to Guan Xing in Nanzhong and what is being done to Zhang Bao now, so looking for a human shield that is not afraid of death is Ji Cao.

Guan Xing looked at Feng Yong silently, the meaning in his eyes was very clear: Are you afraid that he will beat you to death after he recovers?

Feng Yong's eyes wandered again and again, but he didn't dare to look directly at Guan Xing: If I didn't do this, I would have been beaten to death by you when I was in Nanzhong. How would I have the chance to be your brother-in-law?

"Ahem, anyway, when the Zhang family brother was in Nanzhong..."

When Feng Yonggang said this, Guan Xing shouted: "Shut up!"

So if this kid hadn't been a brother-in-law, he would have almost wanted to strangle the guy in front of him to death on the spot!

Where did all these heresies come from!

Although Zhang Bao's treatment method was a bit shady, he was still much luckier than Zhang He. At least he still had more than 60% chance of survival.

As for Zhang He, although he was treated by Cao Wei's most skilled doctors, the black-purple swelling had already crossed his thighs and began to spread to his abdomen.

The room was filled with the smell of rotting meat and some unknown stench.

Zhang He's two withered, waxy arms were pressed against the couch, and he no longer had the strength to move.

On his face, his cheekbones were high, his eyes were sunken, his purple lips could not be closed, and his slightly open mouth occasionally let out faint moans.

The pronunciation was very low, hissing, and his throat seemed to be covered with tangled threads. He was sleeping in bed and his eyes seemed to be closed.

Apart from his chest rising and falling invisibly and taking very difficult breaths, there was no movement at all.

A general who was supposed to lead the army was now suffering from illness and had only a faint breath more than a corpse.

Cao Rui walked in quickly, but was almost driven out by the stench in the room. He held his breath and walked to Zhang He's couch, calling softly, "General Zhang?"

Zhang He heard the cry and tried to open his eyes. He saw the emperor in a trance, and his lips moved, "Your Majesty?"

"It's me. I heard from the doctor that you have something to say to me?"

Cao Rui responded quickly.

When Zhang He heard this, his face suddenly became brighter, his energy was lifted, his body seemed to move, and his words could be heard clearly, "Your Majesty, I am ashamed..."

"Old General Zhang has fought for his country all his life. A temporary defeat can't mean anything. All he needs to do is to take good care of himself and avenge his past humiliation before it's too late."

Cao Rui quickly comforted him.

Zhang He's only skinned face moved, as if crying and laughing at the same time, looking a little scary.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to comfort this old minister. I know that I will die soon. However, before I die, I have some things that I would like to say to your majesty. I hope that your majesty will not mind my nagging."

"Old General Zhang, please speak, I am listening."

Cao Rui ignored the stench and came closer and said.

"Your Majesty, the situation in Longyou has been decided. In addition, the Wei Dynasty has lost troops and generals, and the morale of the army is not high. It needs to rest and recuperate, and cannot easily move west again."

No one dared to say this except the dying Zhang He.

How could Cao Rui not know that the Guanzhong army could not move lightly these days?

It would take at least two months to prepare enough food and fodder for Kanto alone.

It’s okay if there is no grain in Guanzhong, but local officials in Guanzhong have reported that the grain harvest in Guanzhong may be poor this year.

This year, the weather has been unfavorable and it seems to have rarely rained. Now it is the time to plant millet. Due to the lack of water, there are many places where there is no chance to sow seeds, not only in private fields but also in official villages.

Even the wheat that is ready to be harvested may have a lower yield than normal due to the lack of rain in the past two months.

Therefore, the method of replenishing military rations after the summer grain harvest is almost impossible.

It's just that the Wei Dynasty lost its troops and lost its territory, and the emperor personally led the army to gather in Guanzhong. If that's all, where would the new emperor's face be?

The dilemma is nothing more than this.

At this time, when Cao Rui heard Zhang He's words, he felt relieved for some reason, "I will definitely consider the words of the old general carefully."

Zhang He's eyes lit up when he heard that Cao Rui could listen to his words.

"Shu captives occupy Longyou, and they will definitely spy on Guanzhong. Your Majesty must have good generals to guard the dangerous passes. Chencang, Qianxian, and Xinping County are the three places that must be defended. Your Majesty must pay attention to them."

Cao Rui nodded, "I understand."

Zhang He said more and more, the look on his face became brighter, "Your Majesty, Wang Shuang who is currently guarding Qian County is brave, but his strategy is insufficient. Your Majesty must send more good generals there. Otherwise, if Qian County is lost, Chencang will not be able to defend it."

If there is no Chencang in Qian County, then Guanzhong will be in danger!"

"I have sent Qin Lang there." Cao Rui said quickly, "What does the old general think?"

"General Qin has a military strategy, but he is too young and inexperienced. He can only defend for a while, but not for a long time. Your Majesty had better transfer good generals from Guandong who are experienced in military formations."

When Cao Rui heard this, he was surprised, "What should I do? Does the old general have anyone to recommend?"

"Jia Kui, Man Chong, Wen Pin, your Majesty can choose one of these three. Guo Huai, the governor of Yongzhou, is also talented. If this person can escape from Longyou, your Majesty can reuse him."

Having said this, Zhang He showed a look of regret on his face, "If Guo Huai is trapped in Longyou, the Wei Dynasty will lose a good man! This is all the fault of the old minister."

Having said this, Zhang He coughed violently.

When Cao Rui saw it, he caressed Zhang He's chest personally, regardless of the filth, "I have written down everything the old general said."

Zhang He coughed for a while before he stopped and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty has only just ascended the throne and his foundation is unstable. You must not leave Luoyang for too long, otherwise the officials will have doubts."

"I boldly request your majesty that after my death, your majesty can return to Luoyang in the name of my funeral. This will not only win your heart, but also avoid damage to your majesty's reputation."

Cao Rui was deeply moved after hearing this.

He knew that Zhang He was really thinking about himself.

If he went on a personal expedition and returned to Luoyang in disgrace, the emperor's prestige would definitely be damaged, so this was the main reason why he stayed in Chang'an.

At least you have to win a battle before going back, so as not to lose too much face.

But if you go back in the name of a funeral, as Zhang He said, you can not only divert the attention of the world, but also appease the hearts of your subordinates - even generals like Zhang He who have defeated the battle have this honor, so what do others have to worry about?

?

Thinking of this, Cao Rui's eyes were a little moist, "I understand the old general's thoughts."

Only then did a smile appear on Zhang He's face, and he sighed, "I am really ashamed that I have failed your Majesty's trust!"

"Old General, there is no need to blame yourself..."

Zhang He coughed again, and then shouted, "I can't see the Wei Dynasty unifying the world, but I have to die, hate it, hate it!"

After shouting, the light in his eyes disappeared, his neck tilted, and he no longer breathed.
To be continued...