But fortunately, this time, Beichuan did not enjoy the horseback service again, but rode back with eight hundred.

Qiao Ran didn't abuse him again, although the two of them were very ambiguous on horseback, but there was no need to torture him anymore.

Accompanied by the fifty loyal guards around them, Beichuan and Qiao Ran quickly returned to the camp.

Since most of the soldiers had already gone out to fight, the previously bustling camp of Nuoda was now very deserted.

Except for the only remaining guards at the gates of each barracks, there was not a single living person in Beichuan on the road traveling in the barracks.

I don't know if Brother Merlin and Uncle Bond, how are Hart?

When the war began, what were they arranged to do?

Beichuan thought silently, and at the same time made up his mind in his heart to wait for Hui Qiao Ran to rest and then go to the wounded barracks to see them.

After a while, everyone's figures stood next to Qiao Ran's tent.

I don't know why, when Beichuan saw his low kennel-like tent again, he was surprisingly no longer full of resentment, but accepted it calmly.

At his own level, it would be good to have a place to stay in the Black Cavalry, Qiao Ran paid such a big price, didn't he only have a slightly larger tent?

Thinking of this, Beichuan once again looked at Qiao Ran's face full of sword marks, his heart was grasped again, and a sad mood came out.

"Okay, what should you do, I don't need guards here!"

Qiao Ran waved his hand at the guards very loudly, and then put a hand on Beichuan's shoulder.

"Boy, let's go, you come in with me!"

said, it was still a familiar plot, and he didn't give Beichuan a chance to speak at all, so he pulled Beichuan into his tent without saying anything.

At this time, although the soldiers of the Black Flag Army outside the tent had already received Qiao Ran's order, this time surprisingly no one was willing to leave, so they disobeyed the military order for the first time.

Everyone guarded this ordinary tent with an extremely reverent look, and by the way, Beichuan's kennel was also included.

in tents.

"Hey, I'm tired!" Qiao Ran entered the tent, and suddenly regained his original face, and sat on the bed with a big grin.

With a random kick of his feet, his two shoes flew into the air, and he stretched his waist fiercely, but he completely forgot that his body was covered with scars, and his face changed greatly.

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

"Master Qiao Ran!"

Beichuan stepped forward in a panic and carefully helped Qiao Ran pull his green shirt that had been stained with blood, and the earlier color was no longer visible on it.

Especially every time Beichuan pulls a place, he feels that the fabric has been connected to Qiao Ran's body through the blood, which really makes Beichuan feel distressed.

"Stop, boy, have you considered my feelings by pulling so hard!

You quickly turn around and go to the cabinet over there to get me some medicine, it's that red round bottle, I gave you a drink before!" Qiao Ran gasped and waved his hand at Beichuan in annoyance.

Beichuan thought that his behavior had aggravated Qiao Ran's injury, so he hurriedly let go of his hand and ran quickly to the cabinet according to Qiao Ran's words, and began to search for the thing that Qiao Ran said in his mouth.

Well, there are a lot of bottles and cans in this cabinet, and they are all sorts of things in it, but the red round bottle is particularly conspicuous, and the top layer is full of this kind of thing.

Huh, why does this thing look so familiar, how does it look so much like the life potion in the game?

The fifty pieces of gold are worth it to restore life! But is there any such thing as health in this world?

Beichuan curiously picked up a bottle and put it in front of him, looked at it again and again, and put it to his nose and sniffed it, wanting to see what was so special about this bottle of medicine.

"Hey, boy, what are you looking at, if you find it, bring it to me!" Qiao Ran urged behind him again.

"Oh! here it is!" Beichuan woke up like a dream, and hurriedly came back to his senses and wanted to hand the medicine to Qiao Ran.

"Huh?" Beichuan looked at Qiao Ran with a graceful face dumbfounded.

"Where did you come from? Didn't I tell you, you can still drink wine with such virtue? I really don't know whether to live or die! Hurry up and call the military doctor to come and see you!"

Saying that, Beichuan was about to grab the wine jug in Qiao Ran's hand.

It's a pity, how could he grab the things in Qiao Ran's hand with his little strength, and he was amused by Qiao Ran like a monkey jumping up and down, and he was tired and panting like a cow for a while.

Qiao Ranmei half-leaned on the bed, and the flask in his hand kept changing directions.

But it didn't spill out at all, and he could still pour a mouthful into his mouth when he had time, and the angry Beichuan was thunderous but helpless.

"You're awesome! I won't rob it, you drink! Drink hard! Drink to death you shit!" Beichuan angrily threw the red medicine bottle in his hand at Qiao Ran, and then turned around and left.

The medicine bottle was unexpectedly grasped by Qiao Ran firmly in his hand, and he looked at Beichuan who was about to walk out of the tent very puzzled, and shouted, "Hey, boy, what are you doing?"

"I'll go find a military doctor and let him treat your injuries!" Beichuan didn't reply, he didn't want to continue to talk nonsense with Qiao Ran, seeing that he was still angry after drinking, it was better to find a doctor directly to subdue him!

However, Qiao Ran surprisingly didn't stop him this time, which made Beichuan very strange.

Well, this is not a strange thing, because soon Beichuan returned to the tent, looked at Qiao Ran, who was still drinking fancy on the bed, pouted, and muttered

"What kind of place are you? Don't you even have a military doctor? What should I do if I get hurt? Just wait for death?"

"Boy, how do you know that there is none? Didn't you say you were going to look for it, go quickly! I'm waiting here!" Qiao Ran teased, as if talking about Beichuan like this would make him feel a lot better.

Beichuan stretched out his thumb and pointed at his nose and shouted, "Are you stupid to me? There are so many soldiers outside, I just ask one!"

After speaking, Beichuan sat down on a small bench angrily, pointed to the bottle of red potion beside Qiao Ran and said,

Don't you guys have a lot of freaks? You don't need a doctor? Those guys say you rely on this stuff whether you're sick or injured! What is this? Brain platinum?"

"You know what a fart! Although this life potion is not said to cure all diseases, it can definitely cure many injuries for internal use! We drank it and bandaged it ourselves, and all the big men were warriors, so what could they not do! Oh, by the way, what the hell was that brain platinum you just said?"

Qiao Ran stopped drinking and said very strangely.