The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 298: The Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim (35)
The military doctor rushed over and prescribed medicine to Cen Mu under Xie Changjun's violent and low pressure.

But in just a quarter of an hour, he was covered in cold sweat, "Thank you, Commander, Mr. Cen is fine, it's just that he contracted some wind and cold, and his body is relatively weak, so he fainted suddenly."

Xie Changjun frowned, "Fengchi?"

His eyes darkened, and the military doctor was frightened and said again: "It is indeed the wind and cold, probably because Mr. Cen came to Mobei for the first time, and he is not quite used to the environment here."

There was noise outside the tent, but Xie Changjun didn't even turn his head, "What else? What caused the weakness?"

Seeing that Xie Changjun's aura weakened, the military doctor also felt relieved, and slowly explained: "This is an old problem. Mr. Cen's health is not very good. It is estimated that he has been relying on expensive medicinal materials for these years."

"Can you find out for a few years?"

The military doctor thought for a moment and said, "About three or four years."

Three or four years?
Xie Changjun suddenly put his hands behind his back, clenched his fists where the military doctor couldn't see.

"Accurate?"

"pretty close."

Xie Changjun nodded and sat beside Cen Mu.Stretching out his hand to stroke Cen Mu's wrist, the scar has faded, but it is still shocking.

If he hadn't been conceited and acted recklessly back then, Cen Mu wouldn't have suffered from this root cause.

Probably feeling uncomfortable, Cen Mu shrank his wrist in his sleep.

Xie Changjun let go of his hand, "Go and prescribe the medicine."

The military doctor said "yes" and walked out of the tent with a sigh of relief.

As soon as the curtain was raised, he was almost knocked down by someone.

"Thank you Commander!" Xue Zhan has always been calm, and rarely breaks into other people's tents regardless of his identity.

Xie Zhangjun took his time and covered Cen Mu with a quilt, then looked over mockingly, "What does Shuai Xue mean?"

Xue Zhan glanced at Cen Mu, and asked in a cold voice, "Commander Xie, what does this mean? You came out of Zhanhuying alone, and this commander didn't say much. Now the person who hurts him must give an explanation." !"

His voice is not loud, but sonorous and powerful, not angry but majestic.

Xie Changjun didn't take it seriously, and raised his eyes to Xue Zhan's black eyes with a sneer, "Shuai Xue didn't care about his own people, but lost his identity and came to question him, don't you think it's funny?"

"Ke Yuan came here because the commander didn't take care of his subordinates. When he recovers from his injuries, the commander will let him come to plead guilty." Xue Zhan didn't lose his momentum at all. His eyes fell on Cen Mu on the bed, "This commander came here this time. Here, it is for Mr. Cen."

"He is here to treat him, don't bother Xue Shuai." Xie Zhangjun didn't take Xue Zhan seriously at all.

Regarding Xie Zhangjun's contempt, Xue Zhan didn't take it seriously, "Mr. Cen is someone I invited, of course I have to take it to heart. Even if he needs medical treatment, he should be taken back to the North Camp. What a decent place to be in Commander Xie."

Xue Zhan took a step forward, but before he could go further, he was stopped by Xie Zhangjun.

"My people hurt Mr. Cen, I am responsible."

Xue Zhan restrained his expression, "I am afraid that he will be more serious here!"

The two were at a stalemate, and people outside did not dare to come in, not knowing what was going on inside.

Xie Changjun looked at him, his eyes were icy, "Shuai Xue, please go back first, and when Mr. Cen wakes up, I will send him back to Beiying."

After he finished speaking, Cen Mu on the bed suddenly coughed twice: "Thank you Commander, I don't bother you, I can go back by myself,"

Cen Mu had already sat up, looking like he had been awake for a long time.

Xie Changjun's eyes lit up, and he hurried over to touch his forehead, his tone was so gentle as if he wasn't the one who was oppressed by the cold just now, "Is it better?"

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