As soon as the GI grabbed his deputy's hand again, Scarface used his knife to pull out a black ointment, which was black but crystal clear, and the faint scent of honey it gave it made people curious about it. Scarface pulled the ointment out, but didn't immediately apply it to the wound on the soldier's chest. Instead, he continued to look at his bleeding chest, until the black bad blood ran out and the bright red blood appeared, and he quickly pressed the black ointment against the wound on the soldier's chest.

When the lumpy ointment touched the wound, it dissolved almost instantaneously and turned into a viscous fluid, quickly covering the narrow wound on the soldier's chest. Then, as if the water was boiling, white smoke evaporated. Scarface pressed the wound tightly, observing the GI's face.

When the black ointment first touched the wound, the soldier felt a coolness, which made him feel comfortable, but he also knew that this was definitely just the beginning, and it was by no means the real situation, so he was mentally prepared for the coming pain. Sure enough, the moment the GI was mentally prepared and Scarface raised his head to look at him, the cool feeling on the wound disappeared in an instant, followed by bursts of tingling. And the tingling sensation kept intensifying. At first, the GI could bear it, but as the sting of the wound took over his entire upper body, his face changed dramatically, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and his index finger almost dug into the arm of the chair.

"Big man!" Seeing the soldier like this, Wei Haoran was very worried, and immediately shouted loudly. Lin Danhong and the others next to him also clenched their fists, hoping that the soldiers would be fine.

"Hold back, don't pass out!" Scarface, who was crouching on the ground, also spoke, reminding the GI softly.

"Hmm!" the GI nodded as he heard Scarface's reminder, and tried to feel the pain in his chest, letting the sharp pain stimulate his brain and keep him awake.

"Hey, how long will it take!" Seeing the soldier's painful appearance, Wei Haoran couldn't help it, and ran in front of Scarface again, and asked angrily.

"Wait until these ointments are exhausted!" Hearing Wei Haoran's question, Scarface didn't hide it, and responded directly.

"What! Then he's not going to die of pain!" Hearing Scarface's answer, Wei Haoran subconsciously glanced at the black ointment on the soldier's chest that had not been half consumed, and saw the soldier's painful, bloodless face, he immediately frowned, and said this viciously.

"Don't worry, Lao Tzu is not so easy to die!" Hearing Wei Haoran's unlucky words, the soldier knew that he was concerned about himself, so in order not to let everyone worry, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and said this. In fact, when he said this, he also had no bottom in his own heart, because he didn't know, and he didn't dare to guarantee how long he could last. But no matter what, he had to persevere, insist on showing everyone present, and tell them that they can't give up no matter what!

Scarface nodded at the GI and smiled slightly, as if to tell him, don't worry, everything will be fine! Seeing him encourage him with such kindness, the GI nodded lightly and made a friendly response.

As the minutes passed, the amount of ointment on the soldier's chest became less and less, and his face became worse and worse, and it was obvious that the pain caused by the wound had never subsided, and even intensified. I put all the dirty singing into my fist, hoping that nothing would happen to the GI. And Lin Danhong looked at the soldiers for a while, and looked at Sanqing, who was still unconscious, and his heart was broken.

"Great, Uncle Soldier, what's wrong with you!" Just when everyone was nervous, such a voice suddenly came from the hall, an extremely familiar voice, and the whole voice immediately attracted everyone's attention, and also made everyone instantly excited.

"Sanqing!" Lin Danhong was the first to react and turned around and strode to Sanqing's side. Sanqing finally woke up, which is really good news for everyone now. At this time, Sanqing had just opened his eyes, and saw the soldier not far away sitting on a chair, his face was pale, his expression was painful, and everyone present was gathered around the soldier, which made Sanqing have a very bad premonition, so he hurriedly asked the sentence just now.

"Sanqing, I'm fine!" Hearing Sanqing's voice, the soldier who was still enduring the pain instantly relaxed, and hurriedly responded to Sanqing, but Scarface immediately waved his hand and signaled the soldier not to speak. Scarface himself, on the other hand, immediately got up and walked towards Sanqing.

"Sanqing, you're finally awake!" Lin Danhong, who walked to Sanqing's side, gently helped Sanqing, who wanted to get up, to sit down, and said this softly, while speaking, his eyes instantly became red, and he looked like he was about to cry. Sanqing hurriedly reached out and held Lin Danhong's hand, comforted her, and told her not to cry.

"How does it feel!" At this time, Scarface also came to Sanqing's side and asked.

"Who are you?" Seeing the Scarface man he had never met, Sanqing immediately became curious and vigilant, and after asking such a question, he narrowed his eyes and began to look at this uninvited guest.

"To put it simply, I woke you up!" Scarface hesitated for a moment when he heard Sanqing's question, and then opened his mouth to respond.

"He gave you a pill that Bao Ye gave him, otherwise, I don't know how long you will sleep!" After hearing Scarface's words, Sanqing subconsciously looked at Lin Danhong beside him, and asked Lin Danhong with his eyes to confirm what Scarface said. Lin Danhong nodded and said this.

"Thank you, but I don't know who your Excellency is!" After getting Lin Danhong's response, Sanqing was sure that it was indeed the stranger with a scar on his face in front of him who saved him, but he still wanted to know who this person was.

"I'm going to talk to you a long story!" I'll talk to you slowly on the way later!" Seeing that Sanqing was eager to know his identity, Scarface sold Guan Zi, and after saying this, he turned around and walked back to the soldier, at this time the ointment on the soldier's wound was about to be exhausted, and the pain on the soldier's body had slowly subsided, and his face looked much better, and his blood color had returned.

"On the way, where are you going to take us?" Hearing Scarface's words, Sanqing suddenly became even more puzzled, and hurriedly reflexively landed on the table, Lin Danhong hurriedly reached out to support him and helped him to Scarface's side.

"Let's talk about it when I'm done healing for your uncle!" Scarface glanced back at Sanqing, still without explanation, but squatted down again, pulled out some more ointment, and applied it to the other wounded parts of the soldier's body little by little.

Seeing that Scarface was feeding the soldier to heal his wounds, Sanqing did not recognize it, but stared at the wounds on the soldier's body for a while, and then remembered that his last memory was that he was injured by his father in the palace, and then passed out. So he hurriedly asked, "What happened later? How did we get back, what about the others!"