"Why don't you throw me into the wilderness, so that the barracks will be safer?"
A sly smile appeared on Rong Changan's face, "Because, I heard from them that your martial arts are very powerful, and you alone protected more than 30 of them and their food and grass back."
"I think, if you are still alive after this plague, I will let you go to war and beat that ghost King Jing back to his lair. This will save me a lot of energy! Remember, when you recover, you will My thug. This girl has a noble status, and she doesn't bother fighting with a villain like Prince Jing. Is this reason enough?"
Yan Li drank some water, then lay face down, never paying attention to Chang An again.
"Yan Li, you should recuperate obediently! When you are well, go beat King Jing! I command you not to die." A cold snort made Yan Li feel warm.
"You take a break first, I'll cook some gruel and drink it later." Rong Changan finished speaking on his own, and walked out the door without waiting for Yan Li to speak.
Xiao Jiu has already cooked porridge at the door, "Sister, I just heard the sound, did he wake up?"
"Xiao Jiu, your ears are really good. Yan Li woke up. It seems to be better. Have you eaten yet?"
"No, I cooked porridge for you, and I'll go back to eat it later. Does that mean that Vice Marshal Yan will be healed soon?" The plague has always been a sad threshold in Xiao Jiu's heart.
"I don't know either. You call Dr. Wang Jun here first, and I'll ask him some things. Then you go back to eat!"
"Sister, you must be careful. After touching him, you must wash your hands with mugwort leaf water, so as not to be infected!" Xiao Jiu looked at Rong Changan eagerly, causing a wave of warmth to flow through Rong Changan's heart.
"I'll be fine, don't worry."
Doctor Wang came in after a while, "General!"
"Vice Marshal Yan is awake, take a quick look at how he is doing. Is he getting better?"
Yan Li turned around cooperatively, stretched out his right arm, and said words of thanks hoarsely.
Doctor Wang put his hand on Yan Li's wrist, frowned, and then opened his eyes to look at the fundus.
"Vice Marshal Yan, how do you feel now?"
"I feel so hot, I have no strength, and my throat hurts a bit. Nothing else! I'm in trouble!" Yan Li said these things with difficulty and stopped talking.
"General, Vice Marshal Yan is currently at the peak of the plague, which is extremely contagious and the most dangerous. His plague is more dangerous than the oncoming one, and the medicine I gave him is only a general-purpose medicine for the plague, not for this kind of epidemic. , I’m afraid eradication will require a better prescription.”
"Vice Marshal Yan has a good physique, and his condition is better than I expected. If he finds the targeted medicine as soon as possible, there is still hope for him to survive." Wang Junyi thought it over and reported to Rong Chang'an in this way.
"Okay, follow your prescription first. You go out and tell Song Qiang to arrange for him to post a notice to find an old doctor who has research on the epidemic." Tongguan City has just been hit hard, and Rong Chang'an also knows that there is hope to find a good doctor here Slim, better than nothing!
"General, let me show you too! You are our general, how can you risk yourself so easily?"
Rong Changan felt that the military doctor also had good intentions, and stretched out his right hand.
After Wang Jun gave his pulse, he just warned, "General, you are physically exhausted, overworked, and supplemented insufficiently. Under such circumstances, you cannot go to the battlefield. You should also pay attention to your own body!"
"I know my physical condition, and I will pay attention."
Yan Li is a martial arts practitioner, and he has heard their conversation outside. When Rong Changan came in, he expressed his thoughts.
"Rong Chang'an, just put me in a deep mountain forest and let me fend for myself!"
Every time a plague strikes, tens of millions of people will die. Yan Li really didn't think that he would be the lucky one who survived the plague, and his heart was full of sadness.
"Yan Li, you are a coward. If you die this time, I will tell the world that you were killed by Li Hai. At that time, will those people who are foolish and loyal to you avenge you? I really want to see their dog-eat-dog scene!"
Rong Chang'an's eyes were full of joking and gloating, as if he had really seen Li Hai being assassinated again and again by people from the previous dynasty, causing panic.
Yan Li made up his mind not to pay attention to Rong Changan, turned around and left Rong Changan a back view.
Rong Changan also stopped talking, and lay down on the table to rest for a while.
Although the two no longer communicate verbally, there is still nothing left for Rong Changan to do. One will prepare water for Yan Li to drink, one will prepare food, one will make medicine for medicine, and some will change towels to maintain body temperature, without a moment's rest!
She didn't care about Yan Li's bad face at all, and even deliberately put on a smiley demeanor, coaxing Yan Li to take medicine like a child, and telling him stories about going to war in the past.
He clearly knew that Rong Changan did it on purpose, but Yan Li insisted on not saying a word, other than obediently cooperating with her to eat and take medicine, and then stayed away. That evasive action, as if Rong Chang'an was the one suffering from the plague.
There was a knock on the door, and when Rong Changan opened the door, he saw Song Qiang.
"Is there something wrong?" Rong Changan looked at Song Qiang with a very peaceful expression.
"I'll come and see you, is he feeling better?" Song Qiang said, and scanned Rong Chang'an's body with his eyes, as if he was afraid to see something uncomfortable in her.
"The military doctor examined Yan Li just now. As long as he can find a prescription for this disease, there is still a chance of survival. Go and make an announcement in the name of the government!"
"I've made arrangements. Are you okay? I heard Lao Wang said that you are not well. Why don't you come out to rest and I'll find someone to replace you?" Song Qiang's words were full of concern.
"Song Qiang, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. When the matter is over, I'll be fine. It's not as exaggerated as he said! Doctors always like to exaggerate!" Rong Changan comforted Song Qiang.
"I asked Xiao Jiu to stew chicken soup, and I'll send it to you for supplements later. Be careful!" Song Qiang ordered again before leaving.
Rong Changan had just fed Yan Li medicine when a small school stumbled in.
"Report, report! General!"
Rong Changan's expression turned cold, "What is it, speak slowly!"
The Xiaoxiao patted his chest with his hands, took a breath, and said, "General! It's an urgent military situation!"
Rong Changan stood up abruptly, "Where's the military situation?"
It was only at this time that the small school regained its breath, "The enemy army is coming, and it is almost at the gate of the city! It is about 50,000, and the exact number is not clear."
"Then who is the coach?" Rong Changan continued to ask.
"Prince Jing is personally leading the army. General, it's urgent! Vice General Song asked me to come over and call you over to discuss matters."
"I see, go there right away, you go down!"