Xuanxia

Chapter 839 Hibernation
"How is he?"

Liang Guangchang lifted the curtain and asked as soon as he entered.

In the military tent, the two soldiers from before surrounded Wu Changfeng and did not dare to leave. Wu Changfeng was no longer twitching and struggling, but was breathing out more than breathing in, and it was obvious that he was about to die.

"You're back!"

One of the soldiers said hurriedly: "It seems he is dying!"

Liang Guangchang didn't say anything, but walked quickly forward and took out the medicine bottle. He poured out some of the medicine and stuffed it into Wu Changfeng's mouth, and crushed the rest in his hands and applied it to his most serious wounds.

Not only that, he took out a pair of silver needles from his lapel and started giving acupuncture.

Seeing him like this, the two bodyguards who had followed him all the way from the main tent no longer had any doubt in their eyes.

"Dr. Liang, you are busy."

They bowed and said, "We are going to report back to General Hua."

Liang Guangchang waved his hand casually.

The two gatekeepers watched for a while and found that the rescue process seemed extremely long and complicated, so they stopped watching, left the tent, and started guarding the gate again.

After they all left and a short while passed, Liang Guangchang called out in a low voice: "Wu Xianfeng? Are you still awake?"

"Awake, awake."

Wu Changfeng slowly opened his eyes. He looked extremely weak, but his eyes were slightly bright. "What's wrong?"

"I found it and memorized it." Liang Guangchang nodded his head gently: "I shouldn't forget it in ten days or half a month."

"Great!"

Wu Changfeng wanted to punch excitedly, but as soon as he raised his hand, he groaned in pain.

"You should recover first."

Liang Guangchang shook his head: "In your current state... even if you really used some secret technique or magic medicine, it would damage the foundation of your body if you continue like this, and something serious would happen."

"Hey, you don't understand." Wu Changfeng grinned: "This is the Southern Xinjiang Gu technique, it's very powerful! It's not as simple as you think!"

Southern Xinjiang Gushu?

Liang Guangchang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had indeed heard of the mysterious and unpredictable witchcraft methods in southern Xinjiang, but he was not a practitioner and had no chance to come into contact with them. So, if he had a chance to see them...

"Okay, lie down first."

Liang Guangchang said softly: "No matter how powerful your witchcraft is, it will be difficult for you to return to the front line to kill the enemy if you continue like this."

His words touched Wu Changfeng's heart. Wu Changfeng immediately shut his mouth, lay down obediently, closed his eyes, and dared not say another word.

Liang Guangchang let out a light breath and continued to give acupuncture, guiding the medicinal power to flow through Wu Changfeng's meridians.

Just then, footsteps were heard behind him.

"Dr. Liang."

This was General Hua's voice. His voice was calm and indifferent, and no emotion could be heard: "You have been in our camp for only a few hours, and a lot of things have happened."

Liang Guangchang was startled and turned back: "What do you mean, General?"

"What do you mean..."

General Hua curled his lips: "Your son Liang Xin..."

Liang Guangchang's heart suddenly jumped!
But he just pretended to be confused: "What happened to him? Didn't he go back to Anyue City to get medicine?"

As he said this, he was suddenly "startled": "He won't be involved in the battle between the two armies!"

"Haha, that's not true."

General Hua said with a fake smile: "It's just that he tried to escape after returning to Anyue City."

Liang Guangchang's heart almost stopped beating when he heard the word "try". Could it be that... While speaking, General Hua raised his hand.

Then, several medical books stained with blood were thrown out and landed in front of Liang Guangchang.

"General?!"

Liang Guangchang could no longer remain calm. He fell to his knees and looked at the bloodstained medical books in front of him in horror: "Don't joke with me. I am old..."

"Who is kidding you?"

General Hua said coldly: "This general allowed you and your son to enjoy life in my army. Why do you think he ran away? Could it be that... you look down on this general and the Xishuo Army?"

“No, no!”

Liang Guangchang shed two lines of muddy tears and cried bitterly: "General, my son...my son Liang Xin, what happened to him?!"

"Do you still have to ask?"

General Hua sneered and said, "Of course he was killed."

"Ahhhh! Xin'er!"

Liang Guangchang burst into tears and hugged the blood-stained medical books tightly in his arms. His body kept shaking and he almost died.

But General Hua showed no mercy, and said calmly: "Before you said that only you and your son knew how to pick ginseng and cordyceps. Now that your son is dead, you are the only one left."

"Well... the battle is still going on at the front line. When it's over, this general will personally escort you back to Anyue City to collect the herbs."

His voice became even colder: "This general has treated you well, so please don't be ungrateful... Three days, within three days, I want to see Wu Changfeng wake up!"

After saying this, General Hua turned around, fluttered his cloak, and strode out of the tent, leaving Liang Guangchang crying there.

He seemed tired and exhausted from crying, and his voice gradually became softer.

After making sure that no one outside was eavesdropping, Liang Guangchang wiped his eyes, stuffed the medical books back into his arms, returned to Wu Changfeng, and continued to give him acupuncture. His expression was as calm as a pool of water, as if the person who had just cried was not him.

Wu Changfeng quietly opened his eyes, his eyes full of anger: "Old man, don't worry, they killed your son, I will avenge you later!"

"Bah, stop being such a phoenix."

Liang Guangchang said calmly: "My son is fine."

Wu Changfeng was startled: "Ah?"

"If General Hua really killed my son, he would definitely bring my son's head to threaten me..."

Liang Guangchang sneered: "But now, he can't even throw a finger. I guess my son escaped and was stabbed twice at most - with his medical skills, it won't be difficult to heal himself."

"what?"

Wu Changfeng was stunned: "Is that so? Then what did you just do..."

"I'm acting." Liang Guangchang said calmly, "Otherwise, how could General Hua trust me? At least in his eyes, I'm a helpless old man with nowhere to go. Although I'm full of resentment, I'm also extremely scared. Apart from healing your wounds, I can't cause any trouble. I can only focus on doing my current job and hope to have a whole body."

"Oh..."

Wu Changfeng was surprised: "Not bad, old man! Your acting skills and mentality are not much worse than Brother Fu's!"

"Haha, I wouldn't dare to do that." Liang Guangchang laughed, "Back then, when he pretended to be the Living Buddha Jigong, his skills were many times better than mine."

The two of them laughed when they talked about old friends.

"Before you cure me, that damn general won't dare to do anything to you."

Wu Changfeng said softly: "Dr. Liang, you just treat me well. When I get better, I will definitely take you out to reunite with your son!"

"Then I'll have to ask Wu Xianfeng for help."

Liang Guangchang smiled and said, "I also hope that your righteous army can restore peace to this land."

(End of this chapter)