The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 292: The Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim (29)
Xue Zhan went in, did not approach Cen Mu's bedside, but stood by the table and watched from afar.

He frowned tightly, and his black eyes were like deep autumn pools.

If Xiao Zixuan joined forces with Wang Qianchun for the sake of the family, according to Wang Qianchun's cold temperament, nine out of ten would do such a thing.

Xiao family's military power, coupled with Xie Changjun's talent.

The court's muddy water is difficult to clear, and his battle in Mobei is not easy to fight.

After the military doctor cleaned up, he found that Xue Zhan had been standing by the table, staring at Cen Mu motionlessly.Although he was actually thinking about something in his head, in the eyes of others, it had a different meaning.

The two military doctors looked at each other, and they both understood the meaning, "Xue Shuai, Mr. Cen's fever has subsided, and he should be fine. When he wakes up tomorrow, he should be fine. It's just typhoid, just add some more clothes. "

Xue Zhan nodded and looked away.

The military doctor said again: "That Xue Shuai, Mr. Cen is weak, you better not make him work hard all the time."

They spoke cryptically, but everyone is a man, and this kind of thing is enough, they think Xue Zhan should understand.

Xue Zhan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Don't worry."

Now the two military doctors were stunned, as expected of Xue Shuai.Such embarrassing things are said without changing his face, that's all, he is a marshal, and they are just two people in the army who can't speak.

They know what to say and what not to say.

The two were about to leave, but before they left, Xue Zhan reminded them from behind: "Two military doctors, Mr. Cen should not work hard. I will trouble you a lot about the wounded in the army."

The military doctor smiled wryly, "No trouble, no trouble."

I should have known that I shouldn't have reminded Xue Shuai about this matter, so to reduce Mr. Cen's work is to increase their tasks?

Forget it, anyway, before Cen Mu came to the barracks, there were not many people there.

No difference.

But...it always feels weird.

The two shook their heads at each other, and lifted the curtain together, and an explosion stunned everyone.

They all looked outside at the same time, the southwest corner was full of flames, and Xue Zhan was the first to react.

The whole body was tense, and the air pressure in the whole body suddenly dropped.

That place is where military rations are stored!
Did Ke Yuan take his words as bullshit?

His heart sank and he rushed out.

Although the power of the black powder is not great, the land where the food and grass are stored is dry and tight. When the fire is extinguished, there is not much food and grass left.

Xue Zhan has never been angry with his soldiers. Even if he loses a battle and dies his brother who has been with him for many years, he still swallows everything in his stomach.He can taste all the pain by himself.

But this conspiracy from the capital really angered him.

He shouted, find out who lit the fire!
He was angry and got angry at Ke Yuan.The veins on his forehead and arms were bulging, and no one dared to step forward to dissuade him.

He was chilled, could the common people in this world be inferior to the dragon chair in the capital?

When he calmed down, he looked at his brothers whose faces were all black, and felt guilty again.

Who is not a chess piece on the chessboard?
Including himself.

It just depends on whose value is higher, who is the pawn and who is the cannon.

He bent down and bowed to the brothers fighting the fire. Everyone was terrified and tried to dissuade them.

Xue Zhan ignored it, "I was impulsive tonight, and I won't in the future. Don't worry about the food and grass. Let's compress it for a few days and see if the rest can last for a while."

(End of this chapter)