Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Water Goes to the Clouds and Returns to Hatred

Coming out of the moat, it was already cold, and when the cold rain fell knocked on his head, Tong Fu couldn't help but shiver.

In Jinling City, the rain at this time has already gone to the cold, soaked in the fragrance of gardenias, roses and goldfinchs, which is falling on the body, and it is also warm......

She was stunned by the river for a while, and then got up and touched the Yan army camp in the distance. Seventeen was there, and she needed to know that Seventeen was fine.

How to find seventeen in a huge military camp is indeed very tricky. Seventeen was originally pasture, and most likely near the stables. Yanwang cloth camp, back and forth so many kinds, Tong Fu has long been familiar with it, taking advantage of the night, to the east side of the camp tent.

Since it was easy to be discovered, Tong Fu simply walked generously and deliberately hung the brand of Yanwangfu on his waist. If you are suspicious, you will see it, and it will pass, and no one will stop you.

She didn't dare to go near the big tent, and several people around King Yan knew her, especially that Ma Sanbao, and that Jin Zhong, who would appear without knowing it. If she guessed correctly, Zhu Gaoxi also came this time, and if she bumped into it, it would not be easy to do. Therefore, I deliberately made a detour and passed through the medical tent of the army.

The battle lasted all day, and there were countless wounded, and there were not so many people in the medical tent, and there were many outside, sitting or lying, and the medical officers and medical workers shuttled back and forth inside.

The wounds were hideous and terrifying, the wounded were tossing and wailing, and they were even more disheartened and silent......

In this case, Tong Fu didn't dare to look at it more, and hurried over, but was bumped into by the person from the opposite side.

The man apologized repeatedly, and wanted to pass by.

Kiri Fu grabbed her wrist, "Seventeen?!" ”

The woman looked up at Tong Fu blankly, "Admit your mistake, admit your mistake, it's not seventeen." ”

Kiri was stunned, "How is it possible?" You and I have lived together for more than a month, how can I admit my mistake? Seventeen, it's me, Tong Fu. ”

The woman was still at a loss, "I don't know, I admit it, I don't know Seventeen, I don't know Tong Fu......"

Only then did Tong Fu notice that her expression was empty, her eyes were dazzling, and she didn't feel her heart tighten, "What's wrong with you?" Are you hurt? ”

She hurriedly retracted her hand, "It's not hurt, he's hurt, he's hurt......"

Tong Fu hurriedly said: "Who?" Who was hurt? How did you end up like this? ”

She wanted to leave openly, "He was really badly injured, Dingyuan was always like this, obviously he was badly injured, he didn't say ......"

Tong Fu grabbed her, "You say it again, Sun Dingyuan is still alive?" Where is he?! ”

She broke free and walked away, "He's waiting, I have to get over there......"

Tong Fu didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly followed. Walking far away from the medical tent, she stopped in front of her and squatted down, and there was a man lying on the ground, with heavy gauze wrapped in his arms, asleep.

"Dingyuan...... Do you still hurt? Mo Seventeen asked in a low voice, for fear of disturbing him.

Kiri Fu rushed forward, and there was a strange face lying there.

"He's not Sun Dingyuan, you admit it...... wrong," Tong Fu blurted out.

She raised her head and looked at her coldly, "Nonsense! He is Sun Dingyuan. I don't know you, how can you know Dingyuan? You hurry up. ”

Tong Fu twisted in his heart, slightly knew what was going on, and immediately restrained his tone, "Seventeen, you need to rest, I'll accompany you to find a place to rest, you can't stay in the barracks anymore......"

Mo Seventeen no longer glared at her, looked back at the man on the ground, and held his hand in his own, "I don't need to rest, Dingyuan is seriously injured, and he still wants to rush to attack the city during the day." You see, it's even worse...... I have to stay with him and not go anywhere......"

Kiri patted her on the back carefully, "Look, there is a medical officer here to take care of him, and he will be fine." It's you, you see that your face is so ugly, you must have not rested for several days. Be obedient and go with me ......"

Mo Seventeen turned his head violently and pushed Tong Fu to the ground, "I don't know you, I'm not called Seventeen, no one can let me leave Dingyuan, you get out!" Her long hair was scattered on one side, and her eyes were red.

Tong Fu fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while, and his heart was stuffy and painful. The seventeenth man in front of him has completely lost his mind. What happened on the banks of the Baigou River that day?

Someone helped Tong Fu up after himself, and Tong Fu turned his head, it was a young medical officer.

Before he could say his words, the medical officer had already walked to Mo Seventeen's side, leaned over to check on the people on the ground, and said to Mo Seventeen: "You are here, you are arguing for him to rest, he will not be well." Listen to her," he said, gesturing to Kirifu, "go back and rest." ”

Mo Seventeen was stunned there, "Doctor Wen, can he really get better?" He nodded solemnly at himself, then stood up and walked back into the distance.

"From the Yan Wang's Mansion?" The medical officer glanced at Tongfu's waist card, and looked at her who was also unrelenting.

Kiri Fu came back to his senses and nodded carelessly, "What's wrong with Seventeen?" ”

"After the battle of Baigou River, I healed her. At that time, there were no very important external injuries, but when she woke up, she had been looking for a person named Sun Dingyuan, and she didn't even know what her name was...... She didn't seem to care, either. ”

This time, she came with her secretly. If someone knows about it, it will be dealt with by military law, and I can only say that she is a medical worker brought over by my medical department. Wende paused, "Looks like the girl knows her?" ”

Tong Fu looked at Mo Seventeen, who was still looking back frequently not far away, and felt sour, "Mo Seventeen, it was originally from the Beiping grassland. Will she get better like this? Is there a way for a medical officer to heal? ”

His gaze drooped, "Right now, there's no way. This situation of the girl is actually very common, and most of them are stimulated on the battlefield. As for whether it can be recovered, and when it will be restored, it is really difficult to say. But staying here and continuing to fight is definitely not going to be better. ”

"I'll take her away." Tong Fu interrupted him, felt speechless again, and hurriedly stopped.

The medical officer looked up at her, "It would be better if it was convenient for the girl to take her away and stay away from here." It's just ......," he said slowly, "I don't seem to have seen a girl in His Highness's tent before." ”

"I only came here today." Tong Fu hurriedly looked at him, "I have to go back to recover my life after sending something, and I will take it away at seventeen." Thank you for taking care of you. ”

After that, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and went straight to Seventeen.

Wende looked at her back, and then looked at Mo Seventeen, who was still watching cautiously in the distance, thoughtfully......

Looking at the uncertain Mo Seventeen in front of him, Tong Fu was also restless. Staying in the Yan army camp will definitely not work, she is delirious now, and something will happen sooner or later. After all, Seventeen is Yan Jun's person, and it is not appropriate to bring her back to Jinan City. After thinking about it, it seems that she can only take her to Jingshi, if she can find her father, maybe her father has a way to cure her......

After hesitating, I only heard a noise not far away, and I could vaguely hear a shout, "Someone broke into the camp!" Hold on! ”

Soon, he saw a man surrounded by swords and swords, and walked in the direction of the big tent.

The gait is graceful and unhurried, and although the four corners of the hat are hung with long yarns, they can't hide their graceful demeanor.

"Sorry...... ...... face," Tong Fu said in a lost voice.