However, just as his carriage left the camp, it suddenly stopped.
A carriage drove quickly towards the camp, and Lu Zhicheng recognized it as Zhou Chi's carriage.
Lu Zhicheng was so busy that he jumped off the carriage, chased after him, grabbed the reins of the horse, and asked the guard driving the car in a deep voice: "Where is Mr. Zhou? How is he?"
"General Qi, Mr. Zhou, he has fainted." The guard who was driving the carriage jumped out of the carriage and saluted Lu Zhicheng. His face was dusty and he was panting. He obviously drove back with all his life and he was so anxious. , told Lu Zhicheng, "Master Zhou was in a hurry to return to Guangxi before dawn today. His subordinates saw that Master Zhou looked bad at that time, so they suggested that Master Zhou rest in the camp for two more days before setting off to go back, but Zhou Your Excellency will not listen and insists on..."
Before the guard could finish speaking, Lu Zhicheng had already jumped onto the carriage and opened the curtain to go in. He had already guessed that Zhou Chi must be uncomfortable and anxious, but as soon as he saw Zhou Chi's face turned pale, he slumped down in the carriage. Even though he was there, he was still startled. Zhou Chi was obviously injured more seriously than he thought.
"Zhou Chi, Zhou Chi..." Lu Zhicheng called softly, reaching out his hand. Suddenly, his hand froze in the air, but in the end he gently placed it on Zhou Chi's pale face, and when he spoke again , his voice was filled with deep love and guilt, "Zhou Chi, how are you?"
Zhou Chi naturally couldn't answer him. He was so dizzy, but he still gritted his teeth, and blood dripped from his gray lips. Lu Zhicheng's eyes suddenly turned red when he looked at him, and he didn't say anything more. What? He took a blanket and wrapped Zhou Chi, and then carefully carried Zhou Chi out of the carriage.
"General, let me do it, you..." The guard was so busy that he came over to help, but was shouted back by Lu Zhicheng.
"Don't touch him!" Lu Zhicheng said coldly, while carefully holding Zhou Chi in his arms, he quickly ran towards the big tent.
The guard was stunned for a long time, and then he remembered and drove the carriage into the camp.
"Don't let anyone in!"
Lu Zhicheng came in with Zhou Chi in his arms and ordered the guards.
"Yes, I obey." The guard was a little confused, but he was too busy and bowed to agree.
New sheets had been laid on the bed, and Lu Zhicheng gently placed Zhou Chi on the bed and let him lie down.
Lu Zhicheng carefully took off Zhou Chi's outer shirt. It was just a outer shirt. Lu Zhicheng took it off for a long time before taking it off. Because there was blood on his back, it was already impossible to take off the inner shirt. It was white. There were dried blood on the back of Zhou Chi's middle coat. It was all stuck to Zhou Chi's body. It seemed to have been involved in a wound just now. At this time, Zhou Chi's brows were frowning even more. Lu Zhicheng frowned in front of the bed. He stood for a while, then took a pair of scissors.
"Zhou Chi, please be patient." Lu Zhicheng said softly, while cutting off Zhou Chi's middle coat.
He never thought that one day he would suffer like this, facing a man's body, especially the snow-white body covered with erotic red marks. Although he had never been married, he knew where the red marks came from. , he was ashamed and embarrassed, and tried not to think too much, trying to focus on the scissors.
The excess fabric had been cut off, leaving only the fabric stuck to the back. Lu Zhicheng could no longer use the scissors, so he had to put down the scissors, stood up and fetched a jar of realgar wine.