Yugu ordered Ding Cheng to be helped back and strengthened the guards of the stockade. After all this tossing, it was already late at night. Ding Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed, healed his injuries with the method of sleeping, recovered his vitality, and gradually his brain was empty.

Early the next morning, Ding Cheng woke up from his sleep, stretched his waist, and felt energetic, so he walked out of the door and practiced tuna in the yard.

After a while, there was a lot of noise outside, and it seemed that something was happening in the stockade again. Ding Cheng hurriedly went out of the courtyard to check. I saw four gangsters carrying a person and hurriedly walking towards the council hall, and Yugu also rushed out of the house and trotted up to meet him. There were also many gangs following behind, and everyone looked panicked.

Ding Cheng grabbed Master Zhuo, who ran past him, and asked, "Master Zhuo, what's going on?"

Master Zhuo looked anxious, and said to Ding Cheng: "This is our Murong helmsman, the husband of the eldest lady, who returned to the village from outside this morning, covered in blood, and fell to the ground as soon as he entered the village, looking seriously injured. After saying that, he ran forward with the others.

At this time, Yunying also walked out of the room, looking at the scene in front of him in surprise. Ding Cheng pulled Yunying's arm and said, "Let's go, take a look." And they entered the chamber.

As soon as Murong Feihu was carried into the council hall and placed on the ground, an old doctor with white hair stepped forward to treat him. The old doctor checked the pulse, checked the injuries on Murong Feihu's body, stroked his beard and said, "Although there are many wounds on Murong Feihu's body, they are all skin injuries, and they have not hurt the muscles, bones, and viscera, so there is no major problem. You only need to apply gold sore medicine, and you will be cured after ten days of cultivation.

From the moment she got the report, Yugu's heart rose to her throat, and looking at her husband who was covered in injuries, Yugu almost fainted. It wasn't until he heard the old doctor say this that he put down his hanging heart, held Murong Feihu's hand distressedly, and tears fell.

Yu Gu took the handkerchief handed by her subordinates, gently wiped the blood stains on Murong Feihu's body, and then gently applied the old doctor's ointment to the wound, and carefully bandaged the wound with gauze.

Yun Ying quietly watched Yu Gu finish all this, and she could feel Yu Gu's love for this man.

Murong Feihu raised his hand with difficulty to hold Yugu's hand and comforted her: "Don't be sad, I'm fine, just rest for two days." ”

Yu Gu wiped the tears from her eyes and nodded.

The cold helmsman approached Murong Feihu and asked softly, "Brother Murong, what's wrong with you, who injured you like this?"

Murong Feihu opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but he didn't say it, and then gasped heavily. Yu Gu said to Lord Leng Helm: "Brother Leng, you see that Brother Feihu is so seriously injured, I'm afraid I don't have the strength to say too much, just let him take a good rest, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

Leng Duo said: "Aunt Yu is right, Brother Murong, you can recuperate from your injuries in peace." Then he instructed his subordinates to carry Murong Feihu into the bedroom so that he could take care of him.

Yu Gu said: "It's better for me to take care of Brother Feihu personally, otherwise I won't worry." ”

Yu Gu asked her subordinates to carry Murong Feihu back to the room, and went down to the kitchen to cook seven treasures of porridge for Murong Feihu. These seven treasures of porridge are made of the healing treasures that grow in the mountains, which is not only a good healing product, but also extremely delicious.