In a room in Guangzong City, Zhang Jiao and Zhang Liang were operating on Zhang Ning.

Blood continued to drip on the ground, and an arrow had been taken out of the golden basin on the side.

For the ancients, arrow wounds were one of the most common gold creations, but they were also the most difficult to heal.

In ancient times, when a tooth extraction could be infected to death, arrow wounds were simply supported by life.

Zhang Ning's breathing was already very weak, although it was not a wolf's tooth arrow, but such a golden creation was too heavy for her at a young age.

"Okay, next, it's up to Ning'er's own life."

Zhang Jiao sewed up Zhang Ning's wound with fish intestines, then wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, and shook his hands in a sweat.

"Big brother, Ning'er's head is so hot."

Zhang Jiao frowned when he heard Zhang Liang say this, stepped forward and touched it and said, "This is inflammation, the gold poison of the arrow is attacking his heart and lungs, immediately hit a basin of clean water, then make some ice, and then take a quickly clean silk scarf, use the silk scarf to apply ice to Ning'er's forehead, and I will prescribe a pair of anti-inflammatory prescriptions, and give Ning'er to take it after suffering." ”

Zhang Liang looked at Zhang Jiao with some concern, Zhang Jiao's body was also shaking, and he was almost at the limit.

"Big brother, you go and rest first, I'll take care of Ning'er."

Zhang Jiao also knew that he couldn't fall, he nodded and said, "It's okay, our army defeated the Han army in this battle, but it was almost successfully attacked by Ma Qiang, and the morale of the Han army has not completely collapsed. ”

"Liang understands, big brother, let's rest."

Zhang Jiao had too many things in his heart to sleep at all, plus his body was almost out of oil, so he only slept for more than an hour and got up, he walked quickly to Zhang Ning's ward, and learned that Zhang Ning was still having a fever, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Let's try the Yellow Rune Water!"

To be honest, Zhang Jiao himself doesn't believe that Huang Fu Water can cure diseases, he understands the effect of this Huang Fu Water very well, the Huang Fu Water he gave others to drink in the past is actually filled with herbs, but now he can only use dead horses as live horse doctors.

Zhang Ning is still in a coma, and his whole body is hot, even if he gets better in the future, his brain will be burned out.

Zhang Jiao knelt in front of the tablet in the yellow sky and prayed for Zhang Ning.

For him now, nothing is as important as Zhang Ning's safety.

"Big brother! Eldest brother! Ning'er is talking nonsense, what should I do? ”

Zhang Liang rushed in and shouted, Zhang Jiao hurriedly jumped up and rushed to Zhang Ning's bedside.

Zhang Ning had a painful expression on his face, calling out to his mother, and when Zhang Jiao heard it, he only felt that his heart was broken.

As a father, I am really a failure.

"Ning'er, you'll be fine, you'll be fine, you hold on, Huang Tian will bless us."

Zhang Jiao held Zhang Ning's hand, and he didn't know if it was really Huang Tian's blessing, or if Zhang Ning heard a familiar voice, and his expression gradually softened.

"Big brother, it can't go on like this, you have to think of a way."

Zhang Jiao shook his head and said, "Poor Dao is the best doctor in this Guangzong City, what else can be done?" ”

As he spoke, Zhang Jiao's expression suddenly froze.

"No, besides, outside our city, there are two famous doctors in the world."

"What did the eldest brother say?"

"That Ma Qiang can treat the black plague, and his medical skills are not low, and that Li Jue, who is a senior disciple of Hua Tuo, I have studied with Hua Tuo, and Hua Tuo's understanding of Jinchuang is much deeper than mine..."

As he spoke, Zhang Jiao got up abruptly and said, "Third brother, Ning'er and Guangzong City will be handed over to you, and I will go to the northern camp of the Han army." ”

"Big brother!" Zhang Liang grabbed Zhang Jiao and shouted, "Big brother, don't be stupid, that Ma Qiang killed the second brother, and we have a common enmity!"

And they are soldiers, we are thieves in their eyes, we have only heard of soldiers catching thieves, when have we heard of soldiers saving thieves?

What's more, there are still so many Taoist disciples in our Guangzong City, does the eldest brother want to abandon them? ”

Zhang Jiao closed his eyes, held his head high, and said after thinking for a long time, "Third brother, my body, you have also seen it, whether you can survive this year is a question."

As for the second brother, since we raised our troops, we are thieves in their eyes, on the battlefield, life and death are only the destiny of heaven, and no one else is to blame, not to mention that Ning'er is so young, how can I know that she has hope of life but not fight for it?

Besides, if Ma Qiang wants my life, the sword in my hand is not vegetarian.

You keep the city well, and I will be back in half a day at most. ”

After speaking, Zhang Jiao used the stunt of shrinking the ground into inches, and jumped far in one step, only to see him jumping around in the city, and jumped off the city wall in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Liang stomped his feet, looking at Zhang Ning, who was beginning to show pain again, he could only sigh and ask the sergeant to step up his guard in case something changed.

In Ma Qiang's army, Ma Qiang, who had just slept well, was brushing his teeth.

After learning that Liu Guan, Zhang and Huang couldn't take Zhang Jiao, he was even more curious to call Duan Ying and ask for a long time, and learned that Zhang Jiao actually knew how to fly swords, and regretted that he missed such a wonderful scene.

Ma Qiang saw that Zhang Jiao had martial arts that day, but he didn't expect that martial arts would be like this.

is worthy of being the first person in Taoism in this era, this martial art will be placed in later generations, is it at the level of Zhang Sanfeng?

Well, maybe it's more appropriate to say Zhang Wuji, and they are all Sect Leader Zhang.

After brushing his teeth, Ma Qiang began to eat breakfast and lunch, after all, this is the order, you can call it anything.

Eating meat buns for breakfast and lunch, Ma Qiang nibbled on the summary report of last night's battle, and drank a sip of Sprite from time to time.

I don't know if I'm here to fight or go on vacation.

"What people!" Zhao Yun, who was guarding outside, suddenly shouted loudly.

"Poor road Zhang Jiao, I came to see the old man!"

"Poof!"

Ma Qiang's mouth was full of meat buns and squirted out all at once.

What the heck? Decapitation operation?

Where's my pistol?

How did you forget that assassination is also very popular in this era! What a carelessness!

"Bold rebel, look at the gun!"

"Oh? It's actually a hundred birds and a phoenix? No, you still have some innovation, Yu Zhenzi is lucky. ”

There was a shout from Zhao Yun outside, but there was no sound of a blade, Ma Qiang carefully opened a corner of the military tent, and saw that the gun in Zhao Yun's hand was dancing like a hot wheel, and each assassination could shake out seven or eight gun heads, but the horn was like a leisurely walk, just constantly moving and shaking his body, and each of Zhao Yun's attacks fell into the air.

Monsters!

This is Warriors of the Three Kingdoms, right?

"Poof!" Zhang Jiao saw Ma Qiang peeking, and suddenly grabbed Zhao Yun's gun in his hand, Zhao Yun blushed there, and the gun was motionless, as if it was welded to Zhang Jiao's hand.

"Ma Huaiyi, what about the prestige of your killing my second brother? How? Don't dare to see me? ”

Ma Qiang really wants to say that the person who killed your second brother is actually the opposite of you... What does it have to do with me...

What about Huang Zhongren? And what about Liu Guanzhang? The current Zhao Yun doesn't seem to be Zhang Jiao's opponent at all.

Do you want to give him a shot?

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