Chapter 033: Delivering Medicine
While Qiao Wan was still thinking about it outside the house, Qiao Rui inside the house began to be deliberately perfunctory, slowly transferring the content of the conversation to other places.
Qiao Wan didn't dare to stay for a long time because of her weak heart, and her questions about needles were replaced by the news she had overheard just now.
Back in the house and lying on the couch, Qiao Wan's watery eyes looked at the night, carefully recalling the discussion of her parents just now.
It turned out that the eldest sister almost married Sun Ce...
That seemingly 'dull' Long Xiang, who actually thought so much in his head, didn't seem to be able to compare...
Will Sun Ce really rebel?
Who will the eldest sister marry in the future?
Who will be your husband?
......
Countless questions lingered in her ears, and thirteen-year-old Qiao Wan couldn't sleep all night, until the morning light fell outside the window, and then she closed her eyes in a daze.
Although Qiao Rui was drunk last night, she was like no one the next day, and she took Qiao Ling out after breakfast.
When he came to the camp outside the city, Qiao Rui found that Long Xiang's tent was full of people.
When I got closer, I realized that they were the soldiers brought back by Long Xiang, and these people sat cross-legged on the ground without saying a word.
"Father, this isβ" Qiao Ling looked curious.
Qiao Rui didn't know what he meant, so he frowned and instructed Li Tun: "You go over and ask, and Ling'er will come in with me." β
"Yui."
Li Tun nodded and clenched his fists, and Qiao Ling followed behind Qiao Rui.
After entering the tent, Qiao Ling looked around, only to see Long Xiang lying on the corner couch, his injured back covered with a sackcloth.
"General, Childe..."
Tang Yu took care of Long Xiang all night, leaned on the couch and took a nap just now, and woke up when he noticed the noise.
Qiao Rui pointed to the sleeping Long Xiang and asked, "How is he?" β
Tang Yu clenched his fists and replied: "Sima was hot and cold last night, and then he asked Lang Zhong to feed some decoction, and he fell asleep until dawn..."
"After a serious injury, it is easy to get cold and fever, and the Lang Zhong in the camp is very experienced, so I have prepared some wound medicine with good efficacy at home, and I will take it to Yunqi to rub it more."
Qiao Rui turned around and signaled, and Qiao Ling untied the wooden box he was carrying.
"The last general thanked the general for Sima..."Tang Yu held the wooden box with both hands.
After hearing this, Qiao Rui shook his head again and again, "The official position of Jun Sima, don't call it again in the future, the Lord will not punish him for his public grace, but Yunqi will be demoted from Jun Sima back to Quhou." β
"The last general can be saved."
Tang Yu bowed his head and saluted with his fists, and said in his heart that Yunqi's guess was really accurate, and he would pass the test with twenty military sticks.
Qiao Rui saw Tang Yu bowing his head, thinking that the other party was in a low mood, so he comforted him with kind words: "Yunqi descended back to Quhou, there are only more than 100 soldiers left under his command, and the current scale of this Qu Department can no longer accommodate two Quhou, how about I change places for you?" β
"No need, we are all guilty in this battle, Yunqi has been demoted to Quhou, and the last general should naturally be demoted together, and it is better to be the commander again, and the rest of the officials will be demoted to the head of the team, and the head of the team will be demoted to the head of the fire..."
"Well," Qiao Rui nodded and sighed.
Tang Yu followed and pretended to be gloomy, and said to himself: "It's a pity that Feng Zhong..."
"People can't be resurrected after death, you have to think about it, and the families of the fallen soldiers should not be able to get pensions, but I will slowly find a way to let them wait patiently." Qiao Rui patted Tang Yu on the shoulder.
Tang Yu shook his head lightly: "The general has done too much for us, don't take care of the matter of compensity, Yunqi has already ordered before, our surviving comrades will be responsible for taking care of the families of the fallen brothers..."
"This..."
Qiao Rui was very surprised when he heard this, and he sighed that although Long Xiang's ability to command troops was poor, his ability to buy people's hearts was not small.
Thinking of the soldiers sitting quietly outside the tent, Qiao Rui couldn't help asking, "Those people outside are..."
"Yunqi took the initiative to take responsibility and be punished, and the soldiers were upset, so they spontaneously sat outside and waited."
After Tang Yu answered, he added: "Are there a lot of people?" β
Qiao Rui said lightly: "About more than 100 people." β
"That's all here, don't be surprised, general, when Yunqi wakes up and gives orders, they will disperse." Tang Yu smiled slightly.
Qiao Rui nodded, and said in his heart that at least in terms of prestige, Long Xiang had a bit of the shadow of Long Yuan, and even did better.
"You go and uncover the sackcloth, and I'll see how it hurts."
"Yui."
Tang Yu clenched his fists and turned to lift the sackcloth, while Qiao Ling followed Qiao Rui to take a look.
Through the gap between Qiao Rui and Tang Yu's bodies, Qiao Ling saw the devastated back.
Yesterday, I listened to my mother and eldest sister, but I actually had no concept in my mind, and now I saw it with my own eyes, Qiao Ling almost vomited breakfast.
Qiao Ling saw that there was no good place on Long Xiang's back, and the bloody skin was like cracked ground, and the flesh in many broken places was rotten, and the blood clots were glued to the fragments of clothes to form scabs, and some threads could be faintly seen.
"It's heavy enough, and the clouds have to lie down for a while...", the bridge sighed.
Tang Yu nodded in agreement: "I have been hurting my muscles and bones for a hundred days, and I shouldn't be able to do anything this year..."
"Isn't it right for someone?" Qiao Rui smiled slightly.
"Ahem... Water... water..."
Long Xiang woke up very coincidentally, and Tang Yu's body was directly agitated, and he hurriedly went to fetch water.
After a while, Tang Yu returned to the couch with the water bowl.
Qiao Rui glanced at his son beside him and ordered: "You have been busy all night, let Ling'er do it for you..."
"How can you let Childe..." Tang Yu didn't know what to do.
Under his father's fierce eyes, Qiao Ling held the water bowl in Tang Yu's hand with both hands, and said sincerely: "I have a two-year master-servant friendship with Yunqi, and now I should feed a bowl of water." β
Tang Yu didn't dare to disobey, and cooperated to move Long Xiang forward, so that his head hung in the air to the couch to drink water.
Qiao Ling squatted down with the water bowl, brought it to Long Xiang's mouth with one hand, and whispered: "Long Yunqi, the water is here, drink it quickly." β
Long Xiang's body hurt as soon as he moved, and he could only lie on his stomach like a beast to drink, but after two sips, he suddenly stopped, closed his eyes and showed great pain, and beads of water instantly condensed on his forehead, and then beads of sweat dripped onto Qiao Ling's arms.
"Isn't it drinking water? Why is it still dripping? β
Qiao Ling looked down and found that Long Xiang's forehead was full of sweat.
Long Xiang saw Qiao Ling squeezing out a smile, and replied with difficulty: "Childe, you touched my wound, hiss..."
"Huh?" Qiao Ling retreated in shock.
Tang Yu hurriedly supported him from behind, took the bowl and said, "It's still the end of the future." β
Qiao Rui on the side laughed: "Yunqi is really a good man, if someone else is so seriously injured, I am afraid that he will be embarrassed for a long time, and he should take this as an example." β
"Huh? Can't you cry out in pain? Qiao Ling's face was full of doubt.
Qiao Rui Zhengse said: "Of course you can, you can shout as miserable as you want, but you can't be respected in the army, do you know why those soldiers outside are sitting quietly?" β
"Why?"
"It's because of Yunqi's personal charm, this character that does not change, is not afraid of life and death, and dares to take responsibility, which subordinate is unwilling to follow?"
"Oh..."
Long Xiang on the couch heard the conversation between the father and son of the Qiao family, and said in his heart, General, you can boast again, I have been persevering, if it weren't for the spiritual transfer of Dafa, I'm afraid it would have been a long time ago.
Xing Ye has a tutorial in Ling Ling Paint, and after Long Xiang was injured, he relied on the gourd to draw a scoop and forced himself to recall the action movie of the Sakura Country, and the result was really effective.
Long Xiang changed the subject: "Uncle Yu, our people are meditating outside?" Don't rush back to bed? If you can't sleep, you can go to training, it's so idle, hiss..."
"What's wrong?"
Hearing Long Xiang's voice, Tang Yu immediately became nervous again.
"I was too excited to talk just now, the wound may have been pulled..."Long Xiang closed his eyes and frowned.
Tang Yu helped Long Xiang back to his original position, and told him with a painful face: "Then don't say it..."
"If I don't say it, it's okay, get the people outside away, and sit outside the tent..."
"Well, I'm going to do it..."