Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 152 The Sick General
Zheng Quchi pursed his lower lip, and pointed to the food in front of him: "You used to have a mouthful of chestnut soup and a mouthful of vegetables when eating, but you only ate a mouthful of wheat bread just now, and you didn't touch this plate of pork tongue cold salad, nor did you eat it. Are you unable to eat chestnut soup, or do you think my cooking is not to your liking?"

Yuwen Sheng's hand subconsciously covered his ribs, and said calmly, "Are you looking at me all the time?"

Zheng Quchi ignored his words, but observed his movements: "Are you feeling sick to your stomach?"

That location should be the stomach.

Considering his picky eaters, no, he should be anorexic, and it is not surprising that he has stomach problems.

"What's uncomfortable?" Yu Wencheng's crimson lips were slightly purple, he breathed lightly, and smiled faintly: "It's always been like this, but today it seems to have affected my mood a little."

Zheng Quchi was dumbfounded after hearing this.

It's always been like this...that is, his stomach is always uncomfortable, right?

He used to be able to bear it, and he could deal with it as usual, but today he showed some strangeness, and she found out, which can only mean—"Are you confused by pain?"

Seeing that he is only in his twenties, how can he have such a serious stomach problem? Isn't he worried that he won't be able to survive it, and eventually his stomach will be perforated?
With the current level of medical treatment, if you really get this disease, it will kill you.

She has always known that he doesn't like to eat, and he eats a meal when he is hungry, but she never thought about the reason why he can't eat. If he really has a stomach problem, eating too much or too little will increase the discomfort of his stomach.

Hearing her complaints, Yu Wensheng laughed, but he hid it halfway through the laugh, and the circles of his beautiful eyes gradually turned red: "Really? If you are confused by the pain, you will be in a bad mood?"

"Not only that, but also want to kill people."

Seeing that he didn't take this matter at ease, she was a little worried about his situation at this time, she hesitated again and again, but she still made enough mental preparations to go forward.

First, he reached out and touched his forehead, his hair was cold and covered with a thin layer of sweat, like ice balls.

Yu Wencheng closed his eyes lightly, with two rows of slender eyelashes curled under his eyes. Now he is non-aggressive, sickly and lazy, as if covering all the armor and hardness on his body , he looks so pure and beautiful, clear and fragile like crystal.

Zheng Quchi once again dreamed of his handsome husband who was weak and unable to take care of himself, and who needed her care very much.

Illusion, everything is an illusion!
She quickly shook her head to get rid of the messy things in her mind.

He touched the back of his hand again, which was also cold.

That does not work.

Even if you don't have a stomach perforation, it could be something like a stomach ulcer or gastritis.

"Have you vomited blood before?" she asked seriously.

Yu Wencheng didn't open his eyes, and said softly: "I vomited."

Are you vomiting blood so badly? !

She asked anxiously, "How many times have you vomited?"

He opened his eyes, his long and dense eyelashes curled up in a perfect arc, and smiled softly: "How many times have I vomited, then I have to count slowly..."

Zheng Quchi reacted immediately, and she hurriedly said, "It's not the kind of injury that vomits blood, but the blood you vomit when you feel stomach pain."

"When it hurts, does it still vomit blood?" Yu Wencheng asked her suspiciously.

"...It's okay if it doesn't, maybe the situation is not as serious as I think." She breathed a sigh of relief.

She is not a medical student either. She just heard that gastric ulcers can vomit blood. In rare cases, gastric perforation may corrode large blood vessels, causing both perforation and hematemesis, and even more serious gastric ulcers can vomit blood. As long as he doesn't vomit blood, he probably can still be saved.

Yu Wensheng's eyes were sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts: "Are you worried that I will die?"

When Zheng Quchi was asked so directly, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

She had never thought about this question before.

In her mind, Yu Wensheng has always been an extremely strong party, not to mention she thinks so, if she asks anyone from Ye Kingdom, she will not think that Yu Wensheng is a person who needs to be worried by others.

So she never thought that no matter how powerful a person is, as long as they are human, they are all flesh and blood, and they will feel pain and sadness after being injured, and they will also encounter danger, making life and death unpredictable.

Look, such a huge monster, once it falls ill, is no different from ordinary people.

He asked if she would worry about his life or death?
To be honest, she is really worried now.

If he really got screwed, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen to the Ye State, what would happen to Fu County, what would happen to their Sang family, and what would happen to her.

Some people don't think it's important when they exist. Once they lose it... I guess everyone will die together.

It turns out...his existence has always protected and supported the stability and peace of many people.

She made a decisive decision: "You wait for me here first, I'll get a hot towel and apply it to your painful area, and then ask Aunt Ling to come over and show you."

But Yu Wensheng said: "No need."

"It can't be delayed any longer. You are so concerned about my affairs that you insisted on bringing Aunt Ling to the camp for me to recuperate in time, but you are so indifferent to your own body. What on earth are you thinking?" Zheng Quchi frowned. Kill a fly.

Seeing that she was about to leave, he stretched out his arm, took her hand, pulled her to the side and sat down.

He stretched her hand from his skirt into his cold abdomen, the warm feeling made him close his eyes comfortably, and slowly leaned his body on her shoulder.

Zheng Quchi froze, her left hand seemed to be pressed on a piece of elastic ice, and the strange and slippery touch made her feel hairy.

"You, what are you doing?"

Yu Wencheng's voice was very low: "I don't need a hot towel, you just need to warm me up."

Did he use her as a thermos?
"If you are sick, we have to treat it. What you do is only a temporary relief." She persuaded earnestly.

"If you don't try it, how do you know it won't work?"

Zheng Quchi really wanted to say, don't try it, she is not a ginseng doll, she can cure diseases with a touch, she is sure that doing so will have no effect except psychological comfort.

"The body is yours, and I can't persuade you, but if it doesn't work, you'd better go see a military doctor."

Yu Wencheng said indifferently: "It's useless, I have seen the best imperial physician in Ye Kingdom, he said that I have a problem with being a child, and there is no other way but to raise it."

play small?

Isn't he a nobleman of Ye Kingdom?How can you still hit the root of this disease?

Zheng Quchi guessed: "When you were young...you were too picky about food, so you often skipped meals?"

"It's not that I don't want to eat, but..." His sharp eyes were fixed in the air, and his expression fell into the shadows, as dark as the epiphyllum: "Need to compete with the dog for food."

When Zheng Quchi heard it, his heart skipped a beat, just like when he stepped on the air.

She felt that she should not continue the discussion with him.

There is a good saying, the more you know, the less it is a good thing, but people's curiosity is so strange, it can control her to ask involuntarily: "So you have been so vicious since you were young, even dogs Can't grab you?"

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she was shut down.

Fuck, her brain is probably knotted, but she can ask such a question with a missing brainstem?

But Yu Wensheng heard it, but his reaction was different from ordinary people.

"Hehe..." Hearing what she said, Yu Wensheng was not a little bit annoyed, but laughed happily, but because the movement was too big, it stretched his abdomen, and he took a few heavy breaths, as if he was enduring a colorless pain .

"That's right, even dogs are afraid of me." He hoarsely said with a hoarse laugh.

Should!
Tell him to laugh at her.

But she still rubbed his stomach carefully and gently, trying to relieve his pain.

"Well, don't your parents care about you?"

As soon as she asked the question, she seemed to step on the thunder again.

I remember that Wang Zebang reminded her not long ago that he said that his biological parents could not be mentioned in front of the general, and that it was a taboo.

She really is which pot does not open and which pot to lift.

But it can't be her fault, the topic has come to this point, isn't it just a matter of asking about his parents?
"I asked nonsense, you can—"

Yu Wensheng said: "My mother... died because of me, and my father wished for my death... Tell me, who would care about such a monster like me?"

Zheng Quchi swears, it's such a cold day, but her back is sweating.

Sure enough, she stepped on a thunderbolt, and suddenly revealed such a little-known secret.

She remembered the barbarian who was beheaded by Yu Wencheng in Tianzhu, and the words he had cursed before he died.

He said——Yu Wencheng, you monstrous monster, no wonder your parents cursed you until death...

He also said - you bastard!Evil species!Do you think no one knows how you got here?
These words and sentences are all vicious words and vicious insults. At that time, she only thought that this was the resentment vented by the other party before he died, but if what he said was true...

The cold sweat trickled down Zheng Quchi's back, and his heart was beating wildly.

Will she be killed by Yu Wencheng afterwards because she knows too much?

"Well...you're not feeling well, you'd better take a rest first, don't talk."

As she spoke, she reached out to close his eyes guiltily and timidly, moved a little bit, and laid him flat on her lap.

Escape is shameful, but useful.

Yuwen Sheng's condition at the moment was indeed not very good, he was at her mercy, limp all over, leaning against her, drowsy.

"Curve ruler..." He whispered like a dream.

Zheng Quchi heard it, and she leaned closer to listen: "Ah? What's the matter?"

"Are you... resenting me too?"

She couldn't tell whether he asked this sentence when his mind was clear, or when his mind was not very bright...

But she didn't speak out for a while, and she didn't have an answer in her heart.

But her silence lasted for too long, Yuwen Sheng's breathing had become steady, and he fell asleep.

"Why, Liu Fengmian will be Yu Wencheng? It's so annoying."

She scratched her hair and muttered annoyedly.

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Not long after, Wang Zebang came over, and when he learned that Yu Wensheng was unwell, he immediately called the guards to call for a military doctor.

Seeing that Wang Zebang arranged Yu Wensheng's affairs in an orderly manner, Zheng Quchi was very relieved to hand him over to Wang Zebang to take care of him.

Under the dissatisfied and accusing eyes of the other party, she left Yu Wensheng, a patient, and ran to Fu County.

She came to the Foundry Department, considered all aspects of the situation, and planned to skip the step of turning iron ore into pig iron and buy pig iron directly from the blacksmiths.

Taking advantage of Runtu's momentum, she found three old blacksmiths with decades of skill in the Foundry Department, and planned to ask them to help her smelt steel.

She used the Guangang method, which is also known as the Tuangang method, or the raw-cooked method, and is one of the most outstanding achievements in early Chinese steelmaking technology.

Before she explained the principle and forging techniques of the Guangang method to them, she made an agreement with these three people for three chapters, and the method she taught must not be disclosed to others.

Worried that her prestige was not enough, she even recruited Runtu, the cavalry governor, to supervise her from beginning to end and act as a third-party witness. , Directly wrote three military orders and asked them to sign.

It's more secure now.

After returning to the camp, Zheng Quchi asked Runtu if Yu Wensheng had confessed that he would give her the salary that was settled for her.

Runtu nodded, and offered the money bag he had prepared earlier in the morning.

"When is this money..."

"The general has already allocated a sum of money to Runtu, saying that Madam is short of money and can contribute at any time."

After Zheng Quchi listened, he was silent for a while, and reached out to take it.

But when he weighed it in his hands, he found that the purse was heavy, didn't it seem like it was only a piece of silver?
So, with a skeptical attitude, she took it apart and took a look.

The round, shining shiny object nestled in the purse barely blinded her eyes.

She took a long breath: "It's gold..."

She looked at Runtu in surprise: "Are you sure, this is for me?"

Runtu naturally wouldn't lie: "Yes, the general gave these to Madam. If it's not enough, the general said, you can ask him for it at any time."

"This, this is too polite."

Zheng Quchi looked at the ingot of heavy gold in his hand, and really felt that with such a generous boss as Yu Wensheng, it was not quite right for her to choose to switch from the Mo family to him.

Since he was so strong, Zheng Quchi felt that he should reciprocate: "Director Runqi, please pass this thing on to the general for me."

Seeing her handing over a small cloth bag from her waist, Runtu stretched out his hand to take it.

He knew what it was.

Because in the street market in Fuxian County, after he witnessed her tangled up a street, he finally went back and bought it.

"Yes."

When Runtu handed over Zheng Quchi's things to Yu Wensheng, he was no longer as weak and delicate as before, but instead looked like a man who had sucked up enough energy, exuding a kind of evil and creepy morbid joy.

He opened the bag, pinched a sweet and greasy candy from it and put it in his mouth.

He narrowed his eyes with a smile, seeming to be reminiscing, and also seeming to be pondering: "So she likes this kind of sick and weak..."

It's still that miserable and pitiful look.

There was a smile in his eyes, as if he had discovered some difficulty that could be overcome, his smile was like a flower.

Wang Zebang hesitated and said, "But General, if you pretend to be fake, what if Madam finds out one day..."

"As long as it's true, it's not an act."

He can indeed prevent anyone from noticing the clues, but he wants her to find out, so there are those "flaws".

Wang Zebang couldn't understand what the general wanted from Zheng Quchi, but as long as he didn't like things like selling miserably, he would only get sympathy in return.

(End of this chapter)