Qin Emperor Ziying

Chapter 530
At the same time, in the military tent where Fan Zeng lived, the only few doctors accompanying the Chu army were anxiously coming in and out.

Fan Zeng hadn't woken up since he fell into a coma early in the morning, and even almost lost his breath several times in the middle.

"Pull Fan Lingyin's mouth away"

A doctor held the freshly brewed liquid medicine in one hand, and ordered to a sergeant who was waiting on the side.

The sergeant hurriedly opened a gap in Fan Zeng's tightly closed mouth, and the doctor poured the liquid medicine into Fan Zeng's mouth bit by bit through the gap.

Although this move was useless in the understanding of the doctor.

Fan Zeng's current situation has obviously reached the point where there is no cure.

Now it is just hanging in one breath but has not swallowed it, maybe in the next moment it will close its eyes forever.

"Ahem..." Just when the doctor thought it was impossible for Fan Zeng to open his eyes again, Fan Zeng, who was suddenly choked by the liquid medicine, coughed violently.

The healer hurriedly handed the medicine bowl to the guard at the side, and lifted up the upper body of Fan Zeng, who was already awake, from behind.

"Ling Yin is awake!" Seeing Fan Zeng waking up, the smiles on the faces of several younger doctors who were waiting on the side became evidently thicker.

It seems that today's medicinal herbs are effective. Not only did Fan Zeng wake up from the coma, but his face even turned red for a while.

You must know that Fan Zeng is an extremely high-ranking figure in the Chu army. He not only serves as the Ling Yin of the Chu State, but also is the sub-father of the Overlord.

If Fan Zeng is cured this time, the reward will definitely be indispensable.

However, the older doctor who fed the medicine to Fan Zeng sighed secretly when he saw Fan Zeng whose face had turned ruddy a lot.

Fan Zeng's previous physical condition, which he has been practicing medicine for decades, will never be wrong. There is only one possibility for this situation - to return to the light.

"Bring me the pen and ink." Fan Zeng, who was awake, glanced at the doctors in the room in the tent, and suddenly asked them to fetch the pen and ink.

"Ling Yin, your body..." the old doctor tried to dissuade him.

"Go!" Fan Zeng insisted.

"promise!"

After a while, the bamboo slips and fine brush and ink were sent to Fan Zeng's military tent.

"Help me up." Fan Zeng tried to get up by himself, but failed and had to seek help from several doctors.

With the help of the elderly doctor, Fan Zeng got up from the sick bed with difficulty, and moved to the desk step by step.

"Grind ink!" Fan Zeng ordered weakly.

"promise!"

After a while, the ink was getting thicker. Fan Zeng took the brush and dipped it lightly.

"Chen Fan Zeng kowtowed to Chen, the Dao government collapsed in the pre-Qin period, and all the heroes rose together. Fortunately, I, the great Chu, was the leader of the princes. This is also the merit of the King of Cheng. However, the Qin sacrifices continued. The third emperor's son Ying first pacified Liu Ji and later established the Three Jin , Concurrently accepting Yan Qi, quite like resetting the world, this is indisputable!
Now the Qin army is attacking from all directions without a decisive battle. The intention is to separate from our army's heart, weaken our fighting spirit, and exhaust our body. This must be guarded against. Of.

When a person is about to die, his words are also kind.Fan Zeng was over seventy years old, alone and without heirs, and King Xiang was the only one who entrusted him with his funeral.Although he is not a father and son, he will have no regrets in this life if he is called a father by the king.

I only hope that King Xiang will listen to my words and return to Jiangdong as soon as possible. Once the Qin family changes for several years, the Great Chu will not have the hope of establishing a tripod in the Central Plains.

There is a long way to go, forgive the old and the old are difficult to accompany, my son should be cautious. "

After finishing the last sentence, Fan Zeng stared at the last word "My Son" with dizzy eyes, and laughed foolishly for a few times.

"Who knows that I, Fan Zeng, have no children, and the overlord of Chu also calls me father!" Fan Zeng thought to himself.

After laughing, Fan Zeng suddenly lost his expression. He sighed slightly, dipped his pen in the ink, and was about to cross out the word "My Son".

However, at this moment, Fan Zeng suddenly had a grim expression on his face, and the brush in his hand dropped to the ground, and with a flick of his head, he fell headfirst onto the bamboo slips he had just written.

The blood overflowing from the corner of the mouth also stained the edge of the bamboo slips.

……

When Xiang Yu got the news of Fan Zeng's death and rushed back from Quyang City, all he saw was Fan Zeng's cold body and the suicide note he wrote before he died.

After reading the blood-stained suicide note, Xiang Yu's eyes became moist.

Glancing again at the inhuman Fan Zeng, who had already been tortured by the disease, Xiang Yu ordered: "Pass down my king's decree that each city will return the money and food to the general population and send it to Kuaiji County. The whole army will leave camp and return to Jiangdong tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)