The next day, Shen Zhiyue woke up in the morning and saw that Jiang Chengfeng was still asleep, but his face was flushed with abnormal redness, and his body was also hot, even through clothes, she could feel the amazing temperature, and then probed his forehead, Shen Zhiyue was suddenly shocked, "Brother Jiang......"

She called a few times, but Jiang Chengfeng, who had always been sleeping lightly, did not wake up, a bad premonition came to her heart, Shen Zhiyue didn't dare to think about it, and her hand trembled and put her hand on his pulse.

After a while, she burst into tears, "No, it can't be, it's not true......"

She rolled over and got out of bed like crazy and ran towards the door, "Someone, military doctor, go call the military doctor......"

In the camp tent, which was not spacious, all the military doctors gathered here at this moment, and everyone's faces were quite solemn, and they were silent for a while.

"Are you all dumb?" After a long silence, Han Bin was the first to speak, his face extremely ugly.

An elderly military doctor sighed and stepped forward to reply, "It has been confirmed that the young marshal is infected with the plague." ”

"No, it's impossible, it's a misdiagnosis...... Shen Zhiyue's eyes were scarlet and bloody, and he glared fiercely at the person who spoke.

"Madame, why should you deceive yourself, you have already decided, but you don't want to believe it. The man said bluntly.

In fact, how can everyone be willing to accept this fact, the young marshal is their backbone, every battle, no matter how big or small, he is the one who fights at the forefront, this fight against the plague is no exception, knowing the danger, but still not flinching, it is his courageous and fearless spirit that gives everyone courage and confidence, but now, the backbone of the main heart has fallen, even such a powerful young marshal can't escape this catastrophe, how can they persevere?

"It's a misdiagnosis!"

Shen Zhiyue emphasized again that she had calmed down from the panic and helplessness just now, Brother Jiang was tired, he had been alone for too long, and he needed to stop and rest, at this time, they must not mess up.

Despair, fear, yes, when she just learned that Brother Jiang was also infected with the plague, she even wanted to die, but she couldn't, in the past, she was just doing her duty as a doctor to treat and save people, even if someone died in the process, she would only blame herself and be sad, and now, when the life of her beloved man was dying, she felt deep fear and despair, but she had to force herself to be strong and try her best to pull him back from the brink of death.

"Yes, it's a misdiagnosis. Han Bin understood what she meant, his eyes swept over everyone, and he said word by word, "The young marshal is a little unwell due to overwork, and needs to recuperate. ”

Someone wanted to say something, but was pulled by the people around him and signaled him not to say more, and everyone silently retreated.

After all the military doctors left, Shen Zhiyue looked at Han Bin and Shi Lei, and asked coldly, "Say, where is Qin Bing?"

The two of them glanced at each other, and Han Bin spoke, "Qin Bing is dead, didn't the young marshal already tell Madame?"

"Do you really think I'm so easy to deceive?" Shen Zhiyue's voice became colder and colder, and his tone was extremely determined, "She is the culprit who caused this plague, even if Brother Jiang hates her again, it is impossible to kill her at this time, no matter what reason you want to hide it from me, now that Brother Jiang is also infected with the plague and is in danger, do you not even care about his life?"

Hearing her say this, Han Bin and Shi Lei both lowered their heads in silence, obviously avoiding her question.

Shen Zhiyue was furious, but before she could speak again, she heard a slightly hoarse voice from the door, "I'll take you to meet her." ”

One person lifted the curtain and entered, it was Jiangling that Shen Zhiyue had not seen for some days, he was dealt with by military law, he was beaten with eighty military sticks, and his injuries were seriously injured and he lay on the bed for a few days and did not get better, the wound worsened in the past two days, and now he still has a fever, but when he heard the news that Jiang Chengfeng was sick, he still got up from the bed and rushed here.

"Jiangling, you still think that you have not been punished hard enough?!" Han Bin scolded angrily.

Jiang Ling completely ignored him and motioned for Shen Zhiyue to go with him.

"Jiangling!" Han Bin couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped forward to block in front of Shen Zhiyue, "Do you want the young marshal to kill you?"

"Even if he wants to kill me, he has to wait until he gets better. ”

Jiang Ling's words made Han Bin speechless, he looked back at Jiang Chengfeng, who was lying unconscious on the bed, and finally got out of the way and stopped blocking Shen Zhiyue.

In a tent in the far corner of the station, Qin Bing was firmly tied to a wooden stake by chains, unkempt, and the whole person looked embarrassed, her eyes that were a little chaotic because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time suddenly showed a touch of clarity the moment she saw Shen Zhiyue, and her eyes glared at Shen Zhiyue like a poisonous sword, "What are you doing here? Didn't I already tell Jiang Chengfeng the method?" she suddenly sneered, "What, you who keep saying that you love him and say that you are willing to do anything for him, are now retreating?"

Hearing her words, Shen Zhiyue, who was originally emotional, calmed down abnormally at this moment, "What do you need me to do?"

Qin Bing was stunned, and then understood, "He really has a deep affection for you, and he is reluctant to take your life alone to exchange the lives of millions of people in Jiangcheng, and among these people, there are also soldiers who have been fighting on the battlefield with him for many years, how chilling it is, you say, will this become a stain on his life?"

"So, my blood is the primer for inhibiting this virus?" Shen Zhiyue asked tentatively, she remembered that this woman had wanted to experiment on her, because there was an antibody in her blood, which had a certain resistance to the virus she injected into her body.

Qin Bing twisted his somewhat stiff neck from side to side, and his voice exuded a cold chill like a ghost, "How can it be so simple, how can the virus we carefully developed be easily defeated, I said, one day, Jiang Chengfeng will definitely come to beg me, and I not only want to kneel and beg me, but also ask him to personally send you to my experimental table, at my mercy, I will make your life worse than death!"

Shen Zhiyue laughed suddenly, but she smiled a little sadly, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and her heart was even more painful and difficult to breathe, "You can't wait for this day." ”

"What do you mean?" Qin Bing was shocked by her expression, she knew that this woman seemed weak on the outside, but she was very strong on the inside, and she was ruthless, compared to her, it was even better, but now, she was sad, she actually showed this expression in front of her opponent.

"He's got the plague, you're satisfied, too. ”