It was difficult for Fan Qingyi to directly say that he had the intelligence to assist, so he could only say that it was his own judgment.
After Qin Zhou tied up his horse and came over, he picked up a branch from the side and began to draw a simple map.
"According to the terrain, this is an enclosed valley that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. There is only one mountain pass, and it is a bit unrealistic for us to climb up from the surrounding mountains." Fan Qingyi frowned and analyzed in a calm voice.
This area of mountain was previously infested with bandits, and Qin Zhou sent soldiers to clear them out four times, so he still has some impression of it.
"Indeed, they relied on internal and external cooperation to successfully wipe out the enemy." Qin Zhou said, and when he lowered his head, he saw that Fan Qingyi's wrist was wrapped in cloth, and blood was faintly seeping out.
I was in a hurry when I just got out and didn't have time to use medicine on the way. Just wrapping it with cloth couldn't stop the bleeding completely.
Qin Zhou was thinking, but her actions were faster than her brain. By the time she reacted, she had already pulled Fan Qingyi's hand over.
"It will be healed soon." Seeing that she was staring at her wound, Fan Qingyi explained calmly.
Qin Zhou glanced at him, untied the cloth he had hastily tied, and said sullenly, "Don't be too nervous about that brat. It's hard for ordinary people to get close to him, unless he voluntarily follows you."
Qin Zhou knew very well the power of Scar Cable. He must have relied on coaxing rather than beating, otherwise there would be no movement.
When Fan Qingyi came through, the rebels were just making threats, and he happened to miss Scarface's appearance. So he didn't quite understand what Qin Zhou meant by that. He just thought she was comforting him and didn't know what to say.
Qin Zhou took out a small exquisite medicine bottle from his arms and kindly reminded: "It will be a little itchy, but the effect will be much faster than ordinary wound medicine."
"I'm a grown man. I've been through fire and water. Why would I be afraid of this?" Fan Qingyi joked, probably to ease the atmosphere.
Who knew Qin Zhou was serious? He raised his head and asked inquiringly, "So, for whom have you climbed mountains of swords and plunged into seas of fire?"
Fan Qingyi felt a little guilty when she stared at him like that: "No, no."
He never serves a single individual or a single family, but the entire collective and the entire country.
Seeing that he explained himself so quickly, Qin Zhou said nothing more and lowered his head to continue applying medicine to him.
He just laughed at himself where Fan Qingyi couldn't see.
What is she thinking about
Others go through fire and water for others, risking their lives and shedding their blood. Why is she so anxious
After re-bandaging Fan Qingyi's wound and making sure that everything was fine, Qin Zhou let go of his hand.
Fan Qingyi wanted to say thank you, but suddenly received a reminder from Huanbao.
"Come here, there are sounds of horses approaching." He pulled Qin Zhou behind him.
Soon, the two saw a man driving a carriage coming and stopped not far away.
"Let me go!"
A suppressed female voice came from the carriage. Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou looked at each other. This female voice sounded a little familiar.
A bloated man in his thirties got off the carriage holding Mu Ning, and smiled brightly: "Don't worry, I will take good care of you when I get there."
Seeing this, the coachman smiled servilely: "Then Mr. Song, I will go back first?"
"Go back, go back. Remember to keep it a secret from my father. Don't let him know that I'm out." Young Master Song replied perfunctorily, then impatiently lowered his head to look at the beauty in his arms.
"Don't worry, I will tell the master that you are still studying in school." Gou Tui drove back with a smile.
Mr. Song
Could it be the sixteen-year-old Mr. Song that they knew
Qin Zhou and Fan Qingyi looked at each other deeply again.
(End of this chapter)