The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 188

There was a silence in the tea shed, and it took a moment for Yan Qing to ask: "Can you delay the spread of the poison?"

"This……"

The doctor hesitated, not sure, "I don't dare to take any medicine without knowing what kind of poison His Highness has."

"I'm afraid it will backfire!"

The doctor persuaded Yan Qing, not daring to accept this matter.

Yan Qing looked up at the doctor: "Three days, just delay for three more days."

There are many kinds of poisons in Qiang Kingdom, it is normal for the doctors in Wuan not to have seen them before, and she does not hope that the old doctors can detoxify them.

She only hoped that the old doctor could slow down the onset of this poison.

As long as there are three more days, Mu Lao will be able to rush to Tahrir.

He must have a way to cure Meng Shulan's poison.

Yan Qing looked straight at the old doctor, and his hoarse voice almost begged: "Just three more days."

The old doctor was very embarrassed, but he couldn't say no to Shang Yanqing's eyes.

He practiced medicine in Tahrir all his life, and when the war was tense, he also went to the camp as a military doctor, and he knew the soldiers in the camp, Yan Kangming and Yan Qing well.

He watched Yan Qing grow up.

This girl who came to the border at a young age has to be strong since she was young, and she can endure hardships better than ordinary men.

He had never seen her submit to anyone.

Even if she was punished by Master Hou, she didn't say a word or say a word of grievance.

But now, she begged herself.

The old doctor couldn't bear it, and finally nodded: "Old man, do your best."

Even so, the old doctor was very clear in his heart.

Without knowing the poison in Meng Shulan's body, even if it was just to extend the time for another three days, it would be as difficult as climbing the sky.

What's more, the poison in Meng Shulan's body was about to spread to the heart.

Once the heart is corroded by toxins, even if the gods descend to the earth, they will be unable to return to heaven.

However, Yan Qing didn't know.

The old doctor's words gave her great hope.

Just three more days...

Just three more days.

This idea has been supporting Yan Qing, even on the second day, Meng Shulan's situation is already not very good.

During the period, Meng Shulan woke up once, in a daze, in the dim candlelight, she saw a person sitting against the head of the bed, she wanted to take a closer look but couldn't open her eyes.

Only the hands clasped between the fingers made him feel at ease.

Yeah.

Meng Shulan smiled lightly, and gently held those hands back, but she really didn't have any extra strength, so she opened her eyes and looked at the person she was thinking of.

But even so, he also felt content.

Such a slight movement still woke up Yan Qing who was taking a nap.

The pair of star pupils that opened suddenly were full of blood, but revealed great surprise.

She clenched the hand in her palm, looking at the person on the bed who still had her eyes closed, the light in her eyes dimmed.

Under the dim yellow light, the face of the person with his eyes closed was like gold paper, and his breathing was very weak.

That touch just now seemed to be just her illusion.

"One more day."

Yan Qing held Meng Shulan's hand tightly, and said softly to him, "One more day, you will get better when Mu Lao arrives. Meng Shulan, you have to get better."

At the end, Yan Qing's voice was already choked up, but he was joking, "There are still so many things in the western border, the traitors in the imperial court have not been caught yet, and the foreigners in the north are about to move...you are gone, how can I be so busy by myself?" come over?"

There was no expected response, and the breathing of the person lying on the bed was almost inaudible.

After a brief silence, Yan Qing couldn't stop laughing, "Meng Shulan, don't go."

"You're gone, what should I do..."

The slender eyelashes swept over the back of her hand, but it was as if a needle had been pierced in Meng Shulan's heart.

The tears on the back of his hand scalded his heart.

He wanted to raise his hand to wipe away her tears, and wanted to say to her: "Don't cry, I won't leave."

But he can't.

The toxins were eroding his body, causing fine and dense pains, as if thousands of insects were gnawing at his flesh and blood, hollowing out his body bit by bit.

He couldn't even stay awake all the time.

It's almost reaching the limit.

It is estimated that it will be dawn.

Pity.

He finally got what he wanted, but after he had no chance to tell her, he told her that Xiao had missed her for many years.

In her chaotic consciousness, Meng Shulan remembered many things from the past.

Thinking back, before he was taken captive to the bandit village, he had already met the girl who amazed him at a glance.

It was a Mid-Autumn Festival many years ago.

The pink and tender girl, combing double buns and wearing a pink skirt, squatted on the corner of the street, looking at the people coming and going, her eyes were red, and her star-like pupils were filled with water, but she was still stubbornly holding on. Willing to let the tears burst.

She probably got separated from her family and didn't know the way home.

When he said that he would take her home, she followed him without hesitation.

On the way, I asked her, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a human trafficker?"

But she asked back: "Then... big brother, are you a human trafficker?"

At that time, she was still a naive little girl who had no defense against others.

I can cry, I can laugh, I can't turn my eyes away from the candied haws...

But somehow, he grew into the cold young general he is now.

Calm and reserved, nothing seemed to break her.

The only thing that hasn't changed is her always sincere but gentle heart.

She probably thought that her straight face was really intimidating, so that the brothers in the camp didn't dare to show off in front of her.

But they didn't know that when people talked about her in private, they were talking about the little general who punished people to run laps and increased the amount of training, but would specifically tell Huotou camp to keep meals and extra meals, that hard-faced little general.

She is always like this, carelessly but habitually caring for everyone, easily living in people's hearts, taking root, sprouting, and can't forget, can't let go.

I really want to see her again.

Even just for one look.

However, until his consciousness was swallowed by chaos again, he failed to fulfill his wish after all, and he did not hear the man who had been silent for a long time, choked up and murmured a word.

"Meng Shulan, how can you bear to leave me alone every time?"

The jumping candlelight lengthens the shadows in the house.

The dim yellow light is getting weaker and darker, like an old man in his dying years, walking to the last moment of his life.

The crescent moon sinks into the mountain, and the morning star is looming in the gradually whitening sky.

In late spring and early summer, the sparrows, which have not been driven away by the flames of war, twitter on the branches, waking up the silent morning.

After struggling all night, the candlelight finally reached its limit.

The fire flickered and then went completely dark.

The unlit sky reflected the house without candles, and everything was gray.

Just like Yan Qing's heart at this time, it was gray and foggy, and he didn't know where to go.

After struggling weakly and stubbornly for two days and two nights to breathe, at the moment when the candle was extinguished, I finally couldn't hear it anymore.

No matter how close she was, she could no longer hear her.

With a loud "bang", the door was knocked open, Yan Qi dragged a person, panting heavily, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Master, Mr. Mu is here!"

　It will be updated tomorrow, but it will not work today.I feel a little uncomfortable, I have to take it easy.Thank you for your support, we will definitely add more tomorrow!
　　
　
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