Chapter 59: The One Who Cares the Most
Wu Ming felt that he was already trying hard to show a smile, but in the eyes of the generals, Wu Ming's face was as cloudy as the current weather.
"Congratulations to General Liu," Wu Ming said, "It is a miracle that this mountain can be taken so smoothly, and this commander will definitely ask for credit for General Liu." β
Liu Anbang arched his hand: "General Xie Wu, this operation is all dependent on Pang Junshi, General Bai Shen and Wei Centurion, and Qin Shubao is also very important to fight bravely at a critical moment." The end will be just a hand. β
"All of them will be rewarded, and I will ask General Liu to draw up a list later." Wu Ming is obviously not interested in this topic, he himself is about to be removed, how interested can he be in the matter of who to reward?
"Ordered. The last general will take his leave. Liu Anbang could see that Wu Ming was in a bad mood, although he really didn't understand why Wu Ming was still unhappy with such a big victory in front of him, but in the officialdom, the first thing is to check the face of the boss, Liu Anbang still has this basic skill, and he has to resign immediately.
"Slow!" Wu Ming stopped Liu Anbang, turned around and ordered his subordinates: "Beat the drums, gather the generals!" β
"What?" Liu Anbang was taken aback. General Wu, what's the matter, why are you beating drums and gathering generals?
"General Liu has worked hard, but we have to make persistent efforts to capture the left mountain." Wu Ming explained to Liu Anbang.
Liu Anbang's jaw almost dislocated.
I just came down from the right mountain, and I didn't wipe the sweat, so I want to hit the left mountain again? General Wu, what's wrong?
"General Wu, the soldiers are tired and need to rest." Wei Qing stood aside, he didn't want to speak out, although he had been specially asked by Wu Ming to join the combat discussion before, but after all, his official rank was there, so on an occasion like this, he could not speak out, the problem is that in this situation, he really couldn't help it, seeing that Liu Anbang was silent, he could only come out.
Wu Ming waved his hand, stopped Wei Qing, and took out the two letters from the document: "Xie Sima and Gu Shangshu's handwritten letters, limited to three days, must break through Vermilion Bird Mountain. You don't have to fight anymore, Ben Shuai can only act as ordered. β
"What a joke!" Liu Anbang and Wei Qing shouted in unison.
Outside the door, the drums beat loudly. Not only did the joke go, but it was big enough.
After the meeting ended, Wei Qing and Liu Anbang walked out with gloomy faces.
The order given to them was: Tomorrow before sunset, the left mountain of Suzaku Mountain must be taken.
Wu Ming also knew that they would definitely call it a joke, so when he gave this order, the expression on his face was very serious: "Before sunset tomorrow, we must take the left mountain of Vermilion Bird Mountain." If you can take it, Ben Shuai will personally ask for credit, but if you can't take it, I will cut off your heads first, and then Ben Shuai will go to Xie Sima to ask for guilt! β
So Liu Anbang and Wei Qing could only come out with a gloomy face. None of them asked Wu Ming why they asked the third team on the left to be the main attacker, because everyone knew that only the third team on the left had a weapon to attack the mountain.
Liu Anbang replied to his big account without saying a word. Wei Qing frowned and walked towards his tent.
Not far away, a figure walked quickly, it was Bai Buxin. He was ordered to sort out the spoils of war and did not attend the operational meeting.
Bai Buxin's face was also very gloomy, and without waiting for Wei Qing to speak, he hurriedly said to him: "Brother Wei Xian, go and see Miss Zhao, she is very sick." β
Wei Qing was taken aback. These days, the war is tight, Wei Qing can't even sleep, how can he have time to take care of Zhao Ruyue, besides, Zhao Yueru's health is already well, and she doesn't have to be taken care of by others, so Wei Qing didn't care too much, he was thinking about going to see Zhao Yueru just now, but he didn't expect Bai Buxin to report such a letter.
"I'll go!" He agreed, and he didn't have time to say anything to Bai Buxin, and strode towards Zhao Yueru's tent.
Zhao Yueru is indeed very sick. Her face, which was originally slightly pale, was flushed with fever, and she was breathing rapidly, coughing slightly from time to time. She leaned weakly on the bed, with the cold food in front of her, and she had neither the strength nor the appetite to eat.
Wei Qing almost threw himself directly in front of the bed. "How are you? How so?γγγγγγ Don't talk, I'll pour you some water firstγγγγγγ I'll go get a doctor! Wei Qing was in a hurry for a while, and his words were incoherent. At this moment, he suddenly found that his concern for Zhao Yueru had surpassed his previous atonement mentality, but he didn't know why he cared so much. He just knew that now Zhao Yueru was sick, and she was very sick. At this time, everything disappeared in his head, what battle plan, what enemy situation, all of a sudden he forgot, he was just thinking: "Miss Zhao is sick!" What to do? What to do? β
Zhao Yueru smiled reluctantly.
She had to admit that she had a trace of gratitude to Wei Qing in her heart.
Wei Qing took in herself at the risk of being punished by military law, knowing that she was going to kill him and serving her wholeheartedly to recuperate from her injuries, although she was sick, she also knew that Wei Qing had just returned from the battle. The sweat on his face and the dirt on his body had not had time to be washed before he came to see him, and the anxiety on his face could not be pretended.
"I'm fine," Zhao Yueru comforted Wei Qing, "It's just that I've been a little weak lately, and I've just caught a cold for a while." β
Wei Qing reached out and touched Zhao Yueru's forehead. Her forehead was hot.
"I'm going to get a doctor!" Wei Qing's anxious voice changed tone, he hurriedly put the poured water in Zhao Yueru's hand, turned around and was about to go out.
"Brother Wei, please wait a minute!" Zhao Yueru shouted breathlessly.
Wei Qing's body froze.
Eldest brother! She's calling herself Brother Wei! Zhao Yueru had called herself big brother once, but it was a slip of the tongue after calling Bai Buxin "Big Brother Bai" several times. Now, she is clearly calling herself "Brother Wei"!
Wei Qing felt that his nose was a little sour. He didn't expect Zhao Yueru to be grateful to him, but of course he also hoped that his efforts could be understood and appreciated, but he didn't expect this "big brother" to be so inadvertently called out in such an unexpected situation.
"Brother Wei," Zhao Yueru saw that Wei Qing was stunned, and called out again, "Please listen to me." β
Wei Qing took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and slowly turned around: "Miss Zhao, please speak." β
Zhao Yueru gasped twice with difficulty, and said slowly: "You want to invite a doctor to come, how can the doctor not find out that I am a woman?" In case the doctor finds out, I'm afraid that this secret will not be kept. What then? β
Wei Qing was stunned. It stands to reason that Wei Qing should never fail to consider such a very obvious issue, but he really didn't take it into account. There was only one problem in his head: how to cure Zhao Yueru's illness. Other than that, he didn't think of any problems.
And now, this problem has become a big problem.
"I'll find a way to keep it a secret," Wei Qing thought for a while, listening to Zhao Yueru's rapid wheezing and coughing in his ears, he made up his mind, "I can't just watch you hold on." β
"No γγγγγγ" Zhao Yueru wanted to say more, but suddenly coughed, and she couldn't breathe anymore.
Wei Qing stomped his foot hatefully: "Miss Zhao, you wait, I'll go and ask the doctor, whether he can keep the secret or not, you can't let me watch you sick to death like this, right?" β
"Wei Gongzi!" Someone called the door outside the door.
"I've got something!" Wei Qing's tone was very unkind. When I came to him at this time, he was really not polite.
"Brother Wei Xian, please come out for a moment."
Hearing this voice, Wei Qing immediately lost his temper.
for the voice is vain and unbelieving.
Wei Qing can be angry with the whole world, but if he doesn't believe in Bai, he will never be angry.
"Just come." Wei Qing agreed, and at the same time made a "silence" action to Zhao Yueru. If there was only Bai Buxin outside, he didn't care, but there was obviously another voice just now. But how could this voice call himγγγγγγ
Wei Qing thought about walking out of the door together. As soon as he went out, he immediately understood why someone called him "Wei Gongzi" in the barracks just now.
Because this man is Pang Tong.
Wei Qing's face was a little red.
He actually choked Pang Tongyi viciously just now.
Wei Qing didn't know how to explain it for a while, but Bai Buxin helped him out of the siege: "Brother Wei Xian, Master Pang heard that your family was sick and came to deliver medicine." β
Pang Tong stretched out his hand, and there was a medicine bag in his hand: "Wei Gongzi, this medicine cultivates the original solid yuan, removes the evil fire, and disperses the wind and cold, it is passed down from the ancestors, and its effect is like a god, Wei Gongzi might as well give it a try." β
Wei Qing was overjoyed, but he didn't expect Pang Tong to still have this hand, so he hurriedly thanked him.
Bai Buxin was afraid that Pang Tong would see through his lie, Pang Tong was not a person in the army, so he didn't know the rules in the army, Bai Buxin said that Wei Qing's family was sick, and he believed it, but it was difficult to ensure that it would not be punctured after a long time, and he said to Wei Qing at the moment: "Brother Wei Xian, you go and give the medicine to your family, and then come to my account, there is an important military situation to discuss." β
Wei Qing heard that Bai Buxin said that there was an important military situation, so he hurriedly agreed and turned around and entered the house, gave Zhao Yueru the medicine, and then sat on the side and looked at Zhao Yueru quietly.
There was a thunderclap outside the door, the wind was blowing, and the rain was beating on the tent.
Zhao Yueru's breathing gradually stabilized, and the flushing on her face also subsided a little.
"Brother Wei," Zhao Yueru saw that Wei Qing hadn't rested for a moment since he came back, and couldn't help but feel a little unbearable, "You can rest, I'm much better." β
Wei Qing reached out and touched Zhao Yueru's forehead again, feeling that the fever had subsided, and finally put down a big stone in his heart. "Miss Zhao, you rest first. I still have military information to discuss. Wei Qing said and hurriedly walked out of the door.
Zhao Yueru leaned on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside the door, and her thoughts fluctuated. Wei Qing just came back from the battle to see her illness, her illness has just improved, and he has to discuss the military situation again, even if he is an iron beater, he can't stand it. I really don't understand why Wei Qing, such a small centurion, would be so busy? She couldn't help but secretly worry about Wei Qing's body.