pretty little cook

Chapter 245 Rescued ([-])

Hearing this, Zhang Fang hurriedly led people to follow the guards.

After a group of people searched carefully, a guard finally found a strip of cloth in the snow.

"This is on Brother Xiaowan!" Zhang Fang said with certainty after looking at the cloth strip.

"Brother Zhang, there are more here!" The guard shouted after pushing away the snow where the cloth was found. "It's still on Grandpa's body!"

Zhang Fangda took two steps and looked, sure enough, it was the silk on the clothes that the grandfather was wearing.

"Brother Zhang! There are traces of dragging here!" Another guard shouted loudly.

"Follow the traces of the dragging and dragging, and chase after it!" Zhang Fang ordered.

By the time Zhang Fang led people all the way to the official road, both Yong En and Mi Xiaowan had passed out, and Yong En was holding Mi Xiaowan tightly, no matter how hard he broke it, he couldn't break it, because he was afraid of hurting Yong En. En Zhang Fang had no choice but to carry them to the nearest village, find a family to stay, and tied a local doctor to see a doctor for them.

After several efforts by Zhang Fang and the others, they finally broke Yong En's hand away.

"How's it going, doctor?" Seeing that the doctor had finished his pulse diagnosis, Zhang Fang asked hastily.

"The little one is fine, but he has been frightened and has lost his strength due to the wind and cold. The big one is in some trouble, and his pulse is a little disordered. You'd better take him to the big medical center in the city tomorrow morning to have a look!" the doctor sighed. Said in one breath.

The little Zhang Fang didn't care very much, but the big one really cared. "Then is there any way you can wake him up first?"

Although Yong En has not formally studied medicine, he also knows a little bit of medical skills. As long as he can wake up, he must know how his body is doing. At least Zhang Fang thinks that he will be much better than this local doctor.

"No!" The doctor was very straightforward, but he still had a little bit of his own opinion on whether it was the doctor. "I heard that they were brought back from the snow. You can boil more ginger soup for them and pour it down vigorously. It will always be beneficial!"

Because it was getting late, the city gate was closed, and Zhang Fang didn't dare to reveal Yong En's identity now, there were only a dozen of them left here, and if the dark guards hadn't taken action that night, they probably returned Not coming, but they lost their master.

Unable to enter the city, and not knowing what happened to Yong En, Zhang Fang could only follow the doctor's instructions, boil a large pot of brown sugar and ginger water, pour it vigorously into Yong En, but Mi Xiaowan was lying on the bed all the time. There, no one cared about her at all.

When the sky was about to dawn, Yong En slowly opened his eyes. The dark space, the old beams, and the strong smell of ginger in his nasal cavity made people very uncomfortable. With a slight movement, the pain in his waist instantly Da Ran's entire back "Hmm~" The sudden pain made Yong En snort softly.

"Master! You're awake!" Zhang Fang shouted happily.

"En!" After Yong En's eyes adapted to the night, he saw Zhang Fang on the bed, looked up and down, and didn't ask Zhang Fang why he didn't find him until now, Zhang Fang's head, leg and right hand They were all wrapped in cotton cloth, and traces of blood were still oozing from the cotton cloth. They probably had a fierce battle yesterday. "How are you doing over there?"

"Five guards lost, and two hidden guards!" Speaking of his brother Zhang Fang, who died, he felt sad.

"Seven people lost? En~" Yongen got up from the bed in surprise, but couldn't help but snorted softly because of the strain on his waist.

(End of this chapter)