Wan Chongshan looked at her for a moment, and finally couldn't support it, and fell into a coma again, the military doctor hurriedly stepped forward to diagnose and treat, Forsythia quickly helped the light boat aside, and the light boat looked at the busy figure of the military doctor in a daze, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, thinking of Wan Chongshan's words, she only felt very sour, and couldn't help but want to cry.

When the sky was slightly bright, the situation of Wanzhong Mountain finally stabilized, and even the burning retreated slightly, no longer as scary as at night, several military doctors were relieved, and those high-ranking generals in the Wanjia Army also raised their eyebrows slightly, just afraid that staying in the tent would affect Wanzhong Mountain's rest, so they retreated one after another.

In the main account, in addition to the military doctor, only Jiang Zhenyi, Tang Mingsheng, and the master and servant of Qingzhou remained.

"The young lady has been guarding for a night, and I'm tired of thinking about it, so let's go back and rest first." Jiang Zhen opened his mouth towards the light boat.

Qingzhou came back to her senses, and knew that according to her identity, it was not good to be by Wanzhongshan's side all the time, she nodded slightly, and said to Jiang Zhen; "If there is anything wrong with my uncle, please ask Mr. Jiang to order someone to tell me."

"Young lady, don't worry." Jiang Zhen arched his hand.

Before leaving, her eyes glanced at the sickbed again, and saw that Wan Chongshan was still lying there without knowing anyone, she suppressed the bitterness in her heart, only lowered her eyes, and led Forsythia out of the main tent.

Looking at Qingzhou's back, Jiang Zhenyi didn't make a sound, but secretly frowned unnoticedly.

Since Wanzhongshan had a moment of awakening, the rest of the days his situation has been good and bad, although the Wanjia army has blocked the news of Wanzhongshan's serious injury, but in the next battle, the Liao people and the Northern Eagle people have never seen Wanzhongshan's figure, the two armies have expected that Wanzhongshan must have been seriously injured, so they formed a force, and launched a fierce attack on Wanjiajun again and again, just want to take advantage of Wanzhongshan's serious injury, take Yanzhou in one go, even if Wanjiajun is well-trained on weekdays, but now the main general falls, In the face of the powerful northern iron cavalry, it is inevitable that there will be fewer wins and more losses.

The lights were on in the main tent.

Tang Mingsheng and Luo Yiyuan were both guarding in front of the collapse of Wanzhong Mountain, waiting for the military doctor to change the medicine for them, and seeing that Wanzhongshan's face on this day was slightly better than before, the two of them relaxed slightly.

The north wind was howling outside the tent, and the two looked at Wanzhong Mountain, which was seriously injured, and thought of the current battle, and their faces were full of melancholy.

The tent was extremely quiet, the military doctor couldn't stay up, he was already drowsy on the side, and suddenly, he heard a male voice full of surprise and said; "General, are you awake?"

The military doctor immediately shook his head, looked up, and really saw Wan Chongshan open his eyes.

Tang Mingsheng and Luo Yiyuan were overjoyed, and the military doctor also stepped forward to take the pulse for Wanzhongshan, Wanzhongshan woke up this time, his eyes were faintly bright, he looked at his subordinates in front of him, his voice was very hoarse, and he opened his mouth to say a word; "How's the front line?"

Seeing that Wan Chongshan had just woken up and asked about the war, the two were stunned at first, thinking of the increasingly dangerous battle situation now, and they didn't know how to talk to Wan Chongshan.

Wan Chongshan's face was still pale, and even his lips were not bloody, looking at the two of them like this, he frowned, and only spit out one word, "Say." ”

The two of them couldn't, so they had to explain the current battle situation and Wanzhongshan concisely and clearly, Wanzhongshan had not recovered from his serious injuries, and his speech was extremely slow, but he still explained the layout to the two of them one by one.

Early in the morning, when Forsythia came in with breakfast, Qingzhou had already been combed and had her long hair curled up behind her head.

"Miss, why did you get up so early?" Forsythia put down breakfast and walked to Qingzhou, through the mirror, Forsythia could only see a few days of effort, Qingzhou's cheeks were thin, and even his jaw was more delicate, which made those eyes more and more clear and beautiful.

"Forsythia, is there any news from my uncle?" Qingzhou looked back and spoke to Forsythia.

"Miss, the slave maid hasn't had time to tell you yet, the general woke up once last night, General Tang and General Luo were there, and the slave maid went to serve breakfast, and I heard that the general sent someone to pass Jiang Lao and them into the main tent to discuss the war."

When Qingzhou heard this, her eyes crossed with worry, and she said in a very soft voice; "Uncle's injury is not healed, how can he withstand such a toss...."

"Miss, don't worry about the general, didn't the military doctor say it yesterday, the general's fever has subsided, and there will be no more major problems." Forsythia said while laying out breakfast for the light boat, and the central light boat came to eat.

Qingzhou didn't know the taste of food, so he only ate half a piece of bread with porridge, and he was full.

When Qingzhou led Forsythia to the main tent, everyone had retreated, Wanzhongshan was already asleep, and there was only one military doctor in the tent who was guarding.

The medic understood, saluted, and stepped aside.

Seeing that the medicine boy sent the medicinal juice, Qingzhou took it with his hand, the freshly baked decoction was extremely hot, Qingzhou carefully held the medicine bowl in his hand, and gently blew the hot air in the bowl, just wanted to wait for the soup to cool down, not hot, so as to serve Wanzhongshan to drink.

Her mind was all on that bowl of decoction, and she didn't even notice that Wan Chongshan had opened her eyes.

The man was still lying there, his eyes were like ink, looking towards Qingzhou, he saw that Qingzhou's face was hidden in the hot air, his eyebrows and eyes were becoming softer and softer, she was clearly so close to him, but it was still like a moon in the water, like a flower in a mirror.