Chapter Seventy-Two: Healing

Stepping inside, the contents were not yet ready. Li Siqiu ordered a few people to go out, and everyone naturally did not dare to disobey, so there were three people left in the camp.

There was no bed inside, and Li Sihong was put down on the ground. Li Siqiu ran out in a panic, Duan He didn't stop her, after all, girls are better at taking care of men.

Let Li Sihong lie down, Duan He was sweating profusely. He wasn't so nervous when facing the enemy, and now it's not about his life, but about being nervous.

People are going to get sick on weekdays, and if they don't usually get sick, once they get sick, they will definitely be seriously ill.

Li Sihong is like this, he has been marching and fighting for many years, and he has long been unable to know how many illnesses he has accumulated, and these illnesses have been hidden under his strong physique. For a long time, no one cared about Li Sihong, and Li Sihong himself never really took care of his body. As a result, these diseases grew bigger and bigger.

It can be said that recuperating from illness is like raising a tiger, and the tiger will hurt people.

Li Sihong is like this, and now these diseases have found a breakthrough and attacked together.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he could stand straight outside just now, but now he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Duan He suddenly regretted his palm just now, he obviously didn't know Li Sihong's illness. If it is poisoned, he may hurt him by helping Li Sihong's luck.

"General Li, how are you feeling now?" Duan He asked.

Li Sihong couldn't speak, so he could only shake his head with difficulty. When he opened his mouth slightly, he screamed.

Actually, it's not a scream, just a little miserable. However, for a man like Li Sihong, I don't know how much illness it is to make him roar like this.

Duan He listened beside him, and there was a faint pain in his heart. But now, I can't help anything.

Li Siqiu finally came back, bringing back a basin of hot water and a towel. The hot water looks like it has just been obtained, and I don't know how Li Siqiu got the hot water in this rainy weather.

Wetting the towel, Li Siqiu gently wiped Li Sihong's face. Li Sihong burned badly, and every inch of skin would have a very serious pain once it was touched. Therefore, Li Siqiu wiped these few times, and Li Sihong has been grinning all the time.

Perhaps because he wanted to pretend to be strong by his sister's side, Li Sihong opened his eyes. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and God knows how much pain he was right now.

"Brother, how are you?"

Li Siqiu asked tremblingly, and halfway through speaking, tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Sister, don't cry. It's okay, it's okay. Li Sihong endured and said a few words, but at this time, he couldn't even speak.

Li Siqiu's tears stopped, she barely held her expression, and the tears were indeed falling down one by one.

"General."

Suddenly, a voice sounded outside the tent.

The three people in the room were all shocked, and now no one could know that the general was sick. Even if these people are suspicious, they can't directly see Li Sihong's appearance. It is itself to face a strong enemy, and once the Lord will fall, the hearts of the people will be scattered.

Duan He was helpless, but Li Siqiu wiped his tears and walked out with a stubborn expression.

"What's the matter?"

"It's all cleaned up outside, and the general is still asking for orders."

"All rest, rest here tonight."

"But..."

"What? Can't I say what I say? ”

"Okay..."

After a conversation outside, Li Siqiu's tone was very tough, and he beat the person back.

When he turned around, Li Siqiu had stopped his tears and took out a pill from his arms.

It was the Fixing Pill, the Fixing Pill that Duan He gave her before Li Siqiu came back from the capital.

"Brother, eat this." Li Siqiu said.

Li Sihong barely opened his mouth, Li Siqiu fed him the medicine, gave him a few sips of water, and reluctantly ate the medicine into his stomach.

This medicine is made by Ju Siliang, clearing away heat and detoxifying and calming the soul.

A divine doctor is a divine doctor, and even the medicine made by a divine doctor is so divine. After eating it, Li Sihong's face was obviously much better.

"Brother Duan, this medicine is really life-saving. My brother is okay, the first thing I want to thank is you. ”

Li Siqiu was very excited when he saw Li Sihong.

Duan He did glance at Li Siqiu with a puzzled face, and said, "This medicine is mine?" ”

"yes, you forgot? When I came back from the capital, you gave it to me. Li Siqiu said with a grin.

Duan He remembered this at this time, but immediately replied: "Then don't thank me, this medicine was given to you by my nephew." The kid was too shy to put it in your hands. ”

"Your nephew?"

Duan He and Li Siqiu were a pair, and Li Siqiu knew that this medicine was given to him by peeking at his child that night.

"It turns out that... That's right. Li Siqiu shook his head.

Now is not the time to talk about this, the focus of both people is on Li Sihong. Although Li Sihong seems to be much better, his fever still does not subside.

People can't burn for too long, otherwise even if they are cured, they will inevitably become a fool. If you can't find a way to make Li Sihong get rid of his fever, then he can only wait for death to come.

Duan He stepped forward and clicked on a few acupuncture points, all of which were used to help blood flow. can only desire this, let Li Sihong sweat more and expel the heat.

"Can you find a few quilts?" Duan He said suddenly.

"I'll try."

Without saying a word, Li Siqiu walked out.

After Li Siqiu went out, Duan He directly took off Li Sihong's shirt. With both hands, rubbing on Li Sihong's upper body.

The move he is using now is the Twelve Grabs, the one that caused Duan He an unknown amount of trouble. Now, it is actually used to cure diseases and save people.

Because he wanted to show his face indecently, Duan He took Li Siqiu out. Otherwise, look at a man stroking his brother, what kind of body it becomes.

After healing for a long time, Li Sihong's face improved a lot, and he sweated a lot. Although he still looked tired, at least he recovered.

"Say, 'Is it worth it for you?' You are a general in the Tang Dynasty, but now, how can you look like a general? Duan He asked softly.

It may be the first time he has spoken so weakly, and in the face of this man full of determination, Duan He can only speak like this.

Li Sihong has many scars on his body, and those are all symbols of war, like the whole world to prove his merits.

Li Sihong shook his head and closed his eyes.

He wanted to sleep.

Duan He couldn't bear to disturb him, helped him get dressed, and by the way, he found some things nearby, and covered Li Sihong with whatever he could.

(End of chapter)

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