"Yes, here......" Qiu Qibing hesitated for a moment, but answered her honestly.

"Okay, you can withdraw, I'm going to go in by myself and surprise him, hehe......" Sun Siyuan quietly opened the door and entered the room lightly, but she knew that Zhao Youqian was still asleep.

"Wow ......" Blake followed Sun Siyuan into the room. There were more than a dozen people left, staring at each other with big eyes: I haven't told Princess Sù yet, the prince is in a coma now......

"Rich, big lazy, get up!" Sun Siyuan shouted that Zhao was rich. Seeing that Zhao Youqian didn't respond, he reached out and pinched his nose. Really, are you so tired that I can't even wake you up...... After Sun Siyuan pinched her nose and ears, she was still puzzled, wasn't it easy to wake him up in the past?

Blake kicked his little short legs and tried to jump on the bed, but the bed was too high for it, and finally Sun Siyuan kindly picked it up: "Blake, look at your father, he's so lazy, he's still sleeping......"

However, after not waking up Zhao Youqian, Sun Siyuan finally felt that something was wrong. She lifted the quilt on Zhao Youqian's body and found that he was undressed, with strips of cloth wrapped around his chest, and there were traces of blood on it!

This...... Sun Siyuan's heart was shocked, and then he reacted, Zhao Youqian was injured! I'm so hurt that I can't wake up! No wonder, today's Zhao Youqian's face is different from usual.

Zhao is rich! Sun Siyuan's tears suddenly couldn't be controlled, and he said that it was good and decent, so what if I didn't let my things be damaged in the slightest? You big liar! She stared at Zhao Youqian, there was a wound on her abdomen, which had scabbed, and there was a scar on her shoulder, which she estimated was an injury she had suffered earlier, and she wanted to look again, but her eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't see anything clearly......

Zhao Youqian ...... Sun Siyuan lay on Zhao Youqian's pillow and kept crying. Blake stopped calling, just stayed at the end of the bed, glaring at his "daddy".

Finally. Sun Siyuan was tired of crying, confused, and almost fell asleep, she shook her head: No. I can't sleep, I want to give money to heal my wounds, there is no spiritual spring, I still have medicine, I have a mountain of medicine. It's sure to wake up the rich......

Wiping her tears, Sun Siyuan opened the door and found that the dozen or so people were still standing outside the door. Seeing Sun Siyuan's red eyes, I didn't feel good in my heart: being on the battlefield, I had already put life and death aside, how could I know that I would lose my life one day, but who doesn't have a wife and mother, how sad and sad will they be if they really want to die for the country......

"Where's the doctor? I want to see the doctor......" Sun Siyuan didn't say nonsense, and directly made a request. She needs to know what happened to Zhao Youqian so that she can know how to treat it.

Naturally, there were doctors in the house, and after a short time, two doctors were brought to Sun Siyuan, "Princess, they know the prince's injuries best, if you have any questions, just ask them." ”

"Yes, two doctors. Please come in. Sun Siyuan called the doctor into the room and asked about Zhao Youqian's situation.

Zhao Youqian's injury is not light, and it is not serious. His brain was not injured, and the reason why he remained unconscious was because the wound was too painful and his body could not bear it, which produced self-protection.

"The sword soldiers of the Mumu clan are too vicious. It hurts a lot more than an ordinary weapon! In addition, the prince hurt his heart again, once the pain attacked, it was very unbearable, and after a few times, the prince couldn't stand it...... Since three days ago, the prince has not woken up......" the older doctor explained to Sun Siyuan.

Even so, he already admired Zhao Youqian very much, because, there are still people who were injured in the same place as the prince, and they died of pain, and some of them couldn't stand the pain and killed themselves!

"It hurts, then stop it...... Knife wounds, do you still need to disinfect and reduce inflammation and break the anti-......" Sun Siyuan muttered to herself, and began to look for useful drugs in the space. At the end, she looked lost: even if the pain was relieved, it was only for a while, and she wanted no pain at all, unless the nerves were necrotic...... Alas, if the spiritual spring is still there, wouldn't it be okay to drink a few sips......

At this moment, Sun Siyuan was extremely angry with the five-clawed golden dragon that broke through the sky, if it weren't for it, how could the spiritual spring be exhausted...... Thinking of the depths, she even had the idea of "I shouldn't have saved it if I knew it was like this".

Kindness and mercy are only relative when and where.

In the following days, Sun Siyuan fed Zhao Youqian some glucose and other supplements from time to time, and also used space potion to wipe Zhao Youqian's wounds, she now knows that the medicine of space has been out of the time limit since the moment they put it in, and it will not deteriorate, but when this time reaches a limit, so the items will dissipate directly......

Under the careful care of the doctor and Sun Siyuan, Zhao Youqian finally woke up on the third day of the thirteenth month. On that day, Baocheng, Gancheng and Roucheng in Northern Xinjiang were destroyed at the same time, and the soldiers of the Mumu tribe directly slaughtered the city.

The battle report reached Xiawa Mansion, and Zhao Youqian lay on the bed without saying a word for a long time. When everyone left, Sun Siyuan helped Zhao Youqian change the dressing, Zhao Youqian suddenly asked Sun Siyuan: "Siyuan, I remember you said, explosives, that is, gunpowder, can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and the power is infinite, I have made it myself a few times before, no matter how much it is used, it can only be blown up ten meters square, I think it is not right, I came to Northern Xinjiang, I also had this thought, but unfortunately you are not there, I have no chance to improve the formula, and the explosives made can only be blown up ten meters square, and there is no power, and now it is ......"

Now, when flesh and blood, bending bows and long knives can't stop the enemy, I think, what benevolence, righteousness and morality don't matter. He made the weapon of destruction, and killed others, and destroyed other peoples, so that they could know what it means to be afraid!

I am not the god of war, and even if I read through the art of war, I can't stop the enemy from coming and intriguing.

Sun Siyuan gritted her teeth, imagined the tragic situation of the slaughter of the city in her mind, and finally nodded: "Okay, let's make explosives!" ”

Even if, in the future, because of explosives, the world will be even more treacherous, at least at this moment, I really can't bear to slaughter the city such a tragic thing!

Can't take it!

Since it is destined not to be peaceful, at least to be a strong country, it will sacrifice explosives to deter the world!

With a book in hand, the recipe for dynamite is naturally very simple, and the amount of each ingredient can be accurate to the slightest, so as long as the materials are sufficient, it is only a matter of time before the explosives are made.

As for the materials, Zhao Youqian had money to collect them a long time ago, and even if he gave up making explosives for a while, he did not stop collecting materials.

Now, it really came in handy.

On the thirteenth of December, the first explosives package was made, and Sun Siyuan Zhao Youqian led the soldiers with the explosives bag in the open space to achieve real power.

For safety, the explosives were placed under a large rock, with a fuse of several tens of meters attached to the outside, and a fast creep was selected to ignite the fuse. Xiao Bing heard Sun Siyuan talk about the power of the explosives bag many times, and when he lit the fuse, he ran away. (To be continued.) )