Chapter 1143 (2/2)

”Marshal, yeluchu has been captured!” The night wind came to report.

”Go back to the camp immediately and ask the doctor!” Feng Jue helped Xiao He up. He turned and looked at her. His face was gray, his lips were bloodless, and his eyes were closed.

”River, river!” The wounded Xiao Zhenhai slipped down from his horse, stumbled over and shouted loudly.

Feng Jue looked at him and felt a strong disgust. If he hadn't considered Xiao He's like this now, he would immediately pull out his sword and kill the old thief!

”River!” Xiao Zhenhai ran over, grabbed Xiao He's hand tightly, and called with a trembling voice. There was a burst of panic and regret in his eyes.

However, Xiao He still closed his eyes and didn't say a word. The blood wet his robe, and the red on his chest looked so shocking.

Feng Jue winked at Zhang Xi. Zhang Xi and others came forward and immediately caught Xiao Zhenhai.

He then helped Xiao He onto his horse and galloped in the direction of the camp.

As soon as he returned to the barracks, Feng Jue immediately jumped off his horse, helped Xiao He into the military tent with the night wind, and let him lie on the bed.

The doctor with the army hurried to take Xiao He's pulse and check the wound on his shoulder.

”How's it going, doctor?” Feng Jue stood aside and asked in a tight voice.

The doctor got up, looked at Feng Jue, solemnly shook his head and said, ”marshal, this arrow is poisonous. After General Xiao was shot, he continued to fight, and the toxicity spread quickly.”

Toxic?

Feng Jue looked at the arrow on the ground and clenched his fist tightly. What a mean means!

”Anyway, take the medicine quickly!”

”Yes, marshal, but...” the doctor didn't say any more. He quickly treated Xiao He's wound and wrapped it up.

Xiao He kept his lips tight, his face was pale, and his lips gradually changed from white to purple.

Then the doctor took out a few more pills and put them into his mouth.

”... cough...” at this time, Xiao he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were not as clear as before, and his sight was blurred. He could only vaguely see the figure of Feng Jue through his voice.

”Xiao He, how do you feel when you wake up?” Feng Jue hurriedly came forward, took his hand and asked.

”Ling, Ling Yuer...” he murmured a man's name.

Feng Jue's hand trembled slightly, looked back at Zhang Xi behind him, ”go and come over one after another.”

Zhang Xi immediately went out.

Xiao he closed his eyes again. The expression on his face was very painful. Now he felt pain in his internal organs, but he couldn't exchange a voice, but he was shaking all over.

”Marshal, take a step.” The doctor got up, nodded to Feng Jue and said.

Feng Jue looked back at Xiao He and went out with the doctor.

Xiao He was lying in bed, his consciousness had begun to be a little vague, vaguely, as if he didn't know where he was.

He wanted to open his eyes, but after opening his eyes, he couldn't see clearly. The toxicity spread, and his sight was damaged. Until the end, he couldn't see anything.

He lay quietly. He was waiting for someone. He still wanted to see her, but he didn't know if she would come.

After a while, the military tent seemed to be opened.

He turned and looked at the door, but he couldn't see:

”Is that you? Ling Yuer, yes, are you here? ” He asked in a trembling voice, holding the dagger in his hand tightly. Feng Jue looked at the man lying on the bed, slowly released the military tent, staggered twice, leaned back against the military tent, deeply closed his eyes, clenched his hands and clenched his fists.