Boss, the major general is here!

Yeah, they can take their time...

No matter how slow it is, as long as Shaohua can be saved...

Jiaye Xiangzhuo said that it would be best if he could treat Wen Shaohua as soon as possible, so Yu Feifei wanted to meet Tang Zhengqing on the way.

Ao Tianzong saw his intention and stopped him, saying: "I can understand your desire to heal Shaohua as soon as possible, but it is difficult for us to calm down and heal Shaohua in the middle of the journey, and it will be even more difficult to heal safely if we are discovered by the Mengdo army. Shaohua is gone. So...you take Shaohua and continue to the desert, I will go back to pick up Ah Qing and the others, and then immediately take him to follow the wind to find you in the desert!"

Kassapa thought about it too, if any unexpected incident disturbed them during the healing process, wouldn't all previous efforts be wasted?

"Okay, I'll take him back to the desert and wait for you in the palace!" Jiaye hugged Wen Shaohua, Feifei turned around and flew towards the palace.

Ao Tianzong left in the opposite direction to Kasyapa.

Juechen can't fly yet, but the speed of running is by no means comparable to that of ordinary mounts.

Little friend Tang Aofeng nestled in Tang Zhengqing's arms and kept asking, "Father, where are we going?"

"Go to Tian Papa..." Tang Zhengqing rubbed his little head and replied.

"Oh..." Tang Aofeng reached out to pick off Tang Zhengqing's clothes and grabbed the crystal stone, "I want to talk to Dad..."

Tang Zhengqing smiled helplessly and had no choice but to connect him.

Ao Tianzong's voice came quickly: "Ah Qing, where have you been?"

"Father!" Tang Aofeng called out crisply, and then replied, "Father and I are going to find you..."

Ao Tianzong's voice softened, and he asked again: "Feng'er, then you can ask Daddy Sugar, where are you?"

"Father asked where we were." Tang Aofeng raised his head and asked Tang Zhengqing.

Tang Zhengqing looked at the surrounding scenery and replied, "Luocheng."

Tang Aofeng replied to Ao Tianzong: "Luocheng..."

Ao Tianzong drove the white tiger down and landed: "I'm almost arriving in Luo City, where are you?"

"South of Los Angeles." Tang Zhengqing replied.

In fact, Ao Tianzong heard it, but the little guy repeated it again, "South of Luocheng."

"Okay, I'll be there right away, you guys wait for me there for a while." Ao Tianzong asked.

Tang Aofeng said excitedly: "Dad said he will be here soon, let us wait for him."

"Okay." Tang Zhengqing ordered Juechen to slow down, stop at a farm in the south, and wait for Ao Tianzong to come over.

In fact, it is very easy to find Ao Tianzong, he is flying in the sky, you just need to pay close attention to the sky.

Tang Aofeng obviously knew this too, he raised his head and stared at the sky.

Not long after, he pointed to a white spot in the sky and said, "It's Dad——"

Tang Zhengqing also smiled: "Well, wave to him and see if he responds?"

Tang Aofeng waved his little hand and shouted, "Father—I'm here—"

Ao Tianzong waved his hand in response, Lightning led him to land next to Juechen, and the little guy rushed over before he could fly over: "Father—"

Ao Tianzong rushed over to catch him, but fortunately Tang Zhengqing didn't let go, the little guy had already wrapped his arms around Ao Tianzong's neck, but Tang Zhengqing was still holding his calves.

"Stinky boy!" Ao Tianzong kissed his son, the little guy giggled happily, then Ao Tianzong turned to look at Tang Zhengqing, "It's not too late, let's leave here immediately."

"Ah."

Juechen was summoned back, and all three members of his family got on Lightning's back and flew to the desert.

"What's going on? Shaohua..." Tang Zhengqing was very worried.

"I'm not very clear about the specific situation. It seems that he opened the secret seal in his body, causing toxins to appear in the blood. Since you are friends with him, have you ever heard that he grew up eating poison?"

Tang Zhengqing nodded: "Well, I've heard of it, but I didn't know that the poison was so powerful."

"Well... Jian Nuo is dead, bleeding to death from the seven orifices, and his whole body is bruised..." Ao Tianzong paused at this point, and did not describe Jian Nuo's death. After all, his son is still here. The son's mind is not good.

Tang Zhengqing nodded knowingly, and didn't ask any more questions, just glanced at his son, then at Ao Tianzong, his eyes were full of worry.

In fact, they were not sure whether their son's blood was of any use to Shaohua's injury.

If it works...but if it doesn't...

"It's always good to try. Didn't my son tell you that when he came back last time? Shaohua once bit his finger and sucked a few mouthfuls of blood. Thinking... it should be useful." Tang Zhengqing explained.

"Well. Then how do you tell your son?" Ao Tianzong thought about it. To heal Wen Shaohua, he must use his son's blood. Should he hide the method of taking blood from his son or explain it to him?

"Let me tell you..." Tang Zhengqing stared at Tang Aofeng, who was also staring at them with big eyes blinking when he heard them mention him.

"Dad?" Tang Aofeng called out in a low voice, with doubts in his eyes.

"Feng'er, Dad wants to discuss something with you." Tang Zhengqing explained to the little guy seriously, "Do you still remember Uncle Wen?"

"En!" Tang Aofeng nodded. For the past three months, both fathers were busy with the war. He went to Wen Shaohua's small courtyard to play every day. Wen Shaohua took care of him for so long and often gave him fun and delicious food , and even consciously taught him some knowledge about medicine and pharmacy. Tang Aofeng's age is just the age when he is curious about everything, so he likes Wen Shaohua very much.

"Uncle Wen is sick. It's very serious. If he doesn't treat him well, he won't be able to wake up. He can't play with Feng'er... and he can't teach Feng'er to recognize medicinal materials..." Tang Zhengqing said while watching his son's reaction.

Sure enough, the little guy's expression was also worried: "Then what should I do?"

"You want Uncle Wen to get better too?"

"Hmm!" Tang Aofeng nodded hurriedly.

"Feng'er's blood is very powerful and can save Uncle Wen, but it will be very painful when taking Feng'er's blood, are you afraid?" Tang Zhengqing asked.

Tang Aofeng's eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide: "Really? My blood..."

"Hmm." Tang Zhengqing asked him, "Do you still remember that day when Uncle Wen bit your finger and sucked your blood? Uncle Wen was treating himself at that time, but he was afraid that the wind would hurt too much, so he only used a little blood Let you come back quickly."

Thinking about the scene that day, Tang Aofeng frowned. It turned out that Uncle Wen was sick at that time... He even ran back to speak ill of Uncle Wen to his father...

"I know... I'm not afraid of pain!" Tang Aofeng said firmly.

"My son..." Tang Zhengqing hugged his son and kissed his forehead.

To be honest, it hurts my mother's heart to hit her son.

Although both Tang Zhengqing and Ao Tianzong agreed to use their son's blood to save people, their hearts would also ache.

After all, Feng'er is not yet two years old, how much blood would it take to save Wen Shaohua for such a young child?

However, no matter how painful it is, this decision will not change.

Only by taking good care of their son and giving him blood can they feel at ease.

At this time, Tang Zhengqing wished that the person with self-healing ability was himself, not Tang Aofeng.

Ao Tianzong's expression was also serious, he put his arms around Tang Zhengqing and his son, and encouraged him: "Let's mend it for our son, don't worry, it will be fine."

Tang Zhengqing nodded: "Yes."

Tang Aofeng saw the solemn expressions of the two fathers, so he poked his head out of the two fathers' confinement, and explained in a childlike voice: "Dad, Feng'er is not afraid of pain..."

"Father knows..." Tang Zhengqing hugged him tightly again, his expression relaxed a little.

Tang Aofeng was not afraid of pain. When they arrived in the desert and cut their wrists to let the blood flow out, Tang Aofeng still cried twice.

Because of his special constitution, he has self-healing ability, if he doesn't pinch his wrist to force out the blood, the wound will heal soon.Ordinary people will feel pain if they don't pinch it hard, let alone such a small child, they have to pinch the top of the wound...

Hearing his son's cry, Tang Zhengqing's heart was broken, and he couldn't help but shed two tears. This was completely uncontrollable. Tang Aofeng lay in his arms, feeling a few tears on his face, he was puzzled He raised his head, sniffed, stretched out his other little hand to wipe Tang Zhengqing's tears, and whispered, "Father... Feng'er won't cry... Feng'er won't hurt...you don't cry either..."

Listening to his son's soft voice to comfort himself, Tang Zhengqing felt even more uncomfortable, but he didn't cry anymore, forced a smile, and patted his son on the back: "Father didn't cry, Feng'er was wrong. If Feng'er feels pain, just cry, it's okay, it won't hurt after crying."

Tang Aofeng plunged into Tang Zhengqing's arms with a flat mouth, neither spoke nor cried, but the other small hand was holding onto the clothes on Tang Zhengqing's chest with a little force.

Tang Zhengqing could only gently pat Tang Aofeng's back to comfort him.

Ao Tianzong watched the blood in the bowl slowly condense from a drop to a bowl, and felt as if a knife was cutting his heart.But he had to be calmer after all, and when he was about to see, he let go of his son's wrist.

The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if nothing had happened.

Tang Aofeng's face was pale, Tang Zhengqing wrapped him in a blanket and hugged him, coaxing: "Feng'er is tired, go to sleep."

Tang Aofeng hummed, and quickly fell asleep on Tang Zhengqing's shoulder with his eyes closed.

Ao Tianzong carefully picked up the bowl of blood and handed it to Kasyapa.

Kassapa took it solemnly, looking at the bright red blood, he uttered two words heavily: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Ao Tianzong urged, "Go and give Shaohua a try and see if it works."

If it doesn't work, then let my son bleed so much for nothing...

So, no matter what, it must have an effect!

Tang Zhengqing carried his son in his arms, and together with Ao Tianzong, followed Jiaye towards the inner hall where Wen Shaohua was housed.

Kasyapa had already arrived at the bedside, and the soil on Wen Shaohua's body was still there. After all, he had to touch him from time to time to check on his injuries. Kassapa was afraid that the imperial doctor in the palace would be poisoned, so he didn't remove the soil.

The imperial doctor who diagnosed and treated Wen Shaohua was the same imperial doctor Jiang Yue who diagnosed Tang Zhengqing's pregnancy. After more than three years, his king brought back another person nervously, which almost turned the entire palace upside down.

Seeing that the person brought back this time was different from the previous one, Jiang Yue thought, the king finally let go of that person, but when he checked Wen Shaohua's injuries, he was dumbfounded.

Wen Shaohua was bleeding all over his body. It was difficult to heal the wounds from those wooden thorns, but for some unknown reason, Wen Shaohua's body seemed to be gradually stiffening, unable to lift his arms and legs, even if he was fed Drinking water is also difficult.

Jiaye came in with a bowl of blood, Jiang Yue glanced at it, and was startled: "My lord...this is..."

"This is the blood of a person with self-healing ability. I'll feed it to him to see if it works." After Kasyapa finished speaking, he leaned over to feed Wen Shaohua the blood.

This is a very difficult process.

Wen Shaohua's vital signs are so weak, so his body has been ossified by 80.00%. Kasyapa wants to feed him blood, as if pouring water into a stone... It is extremely difficult.

But if you don't give him a drink, it's impossible to get well at all.

Kassapa did not give up, and used a cotton swab to dip the blood onto Wen Shaohua's lips drop by drop, and kept talking to Wen Shaohua: "Shaohua, can you hear me? Be good, drink this blood, this is Feng'er Didn’t you drink his blood before? It can detoxify and heal wounds, drink it, don’t let Feng’er’s blood go to waste..."

"Can you bear it? Feng'er is still so young, he obediently donated a bowl of blood to you without crying or fussing, you must drink it all... Do you hear me?"

Perhaps Wen Shaohua could really hear Kasyapa's words, the lips that were almost stiff moved slightly, blood fell into the mouth along the gap, and then fell into the esophagus along the throat...

Kassapa was overjoyed, and once again dipped a cotton swab with blood and gave it to Wen Shaohua.

Kassapa personally guarded Wen Shaohua, dripping all the blood into his mouth, and it took three hours to finish dripping.

Such a long treatment process, for Kasyapa, is extremely happy.

Shaohua drank it down, as long as he can drink it down, it means he can heal his wounds!

Tang Zhengqing took out all the medicinal materials he had received from the interspatial ring and put them in the outer hall, and said to Jiang Yue: "This is all Shaohua's medicinal materials, and I brought them with you. You know a lot, and if they are useful, pick them out and give them to you." Let him prescribe a prescription!"

No matter what, Shaohua had to stop the bleeding!