How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

As early as when the commotion started in the barracks, Dr. Hu was awakened by the noise, and quickly got up to check the situation.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Xiao Lingfeng rushed in with someone in his arms.

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was that kid Xiao Qi.

"Put it down quickly." Doctor Hu directed Xiao Lingfeng to put him on the couch, and hurriedly checked the wound on Xiao Qi's ankle.

"I injured my ankle, I'm afraid it's a broken hamstring." Xiao Ling's face was as calm as water, "Is there a way to connect it?"

Doctor Hu moved nimbly, and quickly cut off Xiao Qi's boots and trousers, carefully inspecting his injuries.

"The wound is too deep, it really hurt the tendons." Dr. Hu frowned, "The connection can be barely connected, but the old man's medical skills are limited, I'm afraid it won't be possible to restore this kid to his original state."

Can't recover?

Xiao Lingfeng was stunned, and unconsciously lowered his head to look at Xiao Qi who had passed out on the couch, his eyes were closed and his face was pale.

Dr. Hu continued: "In the future, he will not be able to exert too much force on this foot. If he is not careful, he may be at risk of lameness."

Xiao Lingfeng understood.

Don't use too much force, Xiao Qi's lightness kung fu that he is proud of is probably useless by [-]%.

"Take it!" He said decisively.

If the kung fu is gone, it will be gone, and the most important thing is to live well.Moreover, relying on his common sense as a modern person, he knows without anyone saying that the sooner the surgery is needed to connect the tendons, the better.

Xiao Lingfeng looked at Doctor Hu and asked him, "Are you sure?"

Dr. Hu stroked his beard and said bluntly, "I'm only [-]% sure."

After finishing speaking, he ordered his medicine boy to prepare utensils and make Mafeisan.Then he sighed with emotion while arranging the arrangement: "If there is a holy hand from Qianjin Valley, this injury would be a trivial matter."

Xiao Lingfeng's expression moved slightly.

Just as he was about to say something, the curtain of the main tent of the military medical office was lifted again, and two figures, one white and one black, hurried in.

"I don't have a thousand-gold sage hand, do you still have to use the successor of the sage hand?" Zhuang Qingyue just stepped into the tent, and then answered Dr. Hu's words.

Dr. Hu was surprised: "What does the military commander mean by this?"

He said: "Of course it would be the best if we can invite the successor of the sage, but if we continue to delay, I am afraid that the successor of the sage will be useless."

Zhuang Qingyue stepped back, and Ah Lian, who was behind her, took a step forward: "Doctor Hu, next to me is the Sacred Hand disciple."

For the past few days, Ah Lian has been helping out at the military medical office. Dr. Hu has already seen that she has extraordinary medical skills, but he did not expect that she has such an identity.

Ah Lian walked to the table and opened the medicine box she carried with her, revealing a whole set of fine knives of different styles inside.

When Dr. Hu saw the complete set of medical equipment unique to Qianjin Shengshou, he moved away immediately.

"Then please ask Miss Ah Lian to do it, and the old man will assist you." He spoke simply, and did not underestimate Ah Lian in the slightest because she is a girl.

Ah Lian nodded, took a large bowl of Mafeisan from the drug boy, and poured it down to Xiao Qi without saying a word.

By the way, Xiao Lingfeng, Zhuang Qingyue and others were invited out.

Outside, Xiao Lingfeng paced in the tent with his hands behind his back, Zhuang Qingyue found a chair and sat down, tilting his head to look at him.

After going back and forth seven or eight times, Xiao Lingfeng paused, and decided to find something to relieve the tension in his heart.So he ordered outside the tent: "Bring people up."

It refers to the Amu who was trapped by the deputy captain of the patrol team.

Soon, Amu was brought up.

Seeing the person's figure, Zhuang Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and there was undisguised shock in her eyes.

Seeing this, Xiao Lingfeng thought about it, and took two steps forward to remove the man's mask with his own hands.

"It's you?" Seeing this person's face, Xiao Lingfeng couldn't help showing a different expression, "Zhang Dayong?"

Looking at Zhang Dayong who was bound and kneeling on the ground, Xiao Lingfeng glanced back at Zhuang Qingyue who seemed calm but was on the verge of eruption, couldn't help but stepped back to his side, and asked in a low voice:

"He betrayed you?"

Before she had time to think about the meaning of this sentence, Zhuang Qingyue closed her eyes, calmed down the anger in her eyes, and said coldly, "It's not betrayal."

Just never been loyal to him.

Xiao Lingfeng nodded to express his understanding.

Then he looked at Zhang Dayong again, and began to interrogate himself in front of Zhuang Qingyue without shy away.

"Did your husband send you here?"

Zhang Dayong, or Agumu, suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes were full of disbelief.

how come?How did Xiao Lingfeng know about Mr.'s existence?

Xiao Lingfeng continued: "Let Ales go, tell him to make a comeback, and then invade my Dajing country and destroy my Xiao family. You and the remnants of the rebel party will hide behind your back and reap the benefits? It's really a good plan!"

Every time he said a word, Agumu's expression turned ugly, and he thought it was Zhuang Qingyue who told Xiao Lingfeng about the organization's plan.

"You even told him that?"

He looked at Zhuang Qingyue with complicated eyes, and when he spoke in a hoarse voice, he didn't even need an honorific title: "Mr. said that you are crazy, but I didn't believe it. Now it seems that Mr. is not wrong..."

Zhuang Qingyue frowned upon hearing this, but quickly suppressed the trace of displeasure.

He looked at Agumu with an indifferent expression: "I do things, when will it be your turn to give advice?"

The voice was cold, but with an invisible sense of oppression, Agumu was still a little scared.

In the past, it was difficult for Agumu to bear the pressure brought by Zhuang Qingyue, so he had to obey him.

In the past two days, he was suddenly contacted by his husband in person, thinking that he could finally get rid of Zhuang Qingyue's shadow and walk in front of him, but unexpectedly, he still fell into Zhuang Qingyue's hands.

Knowing that it was impossible for her to survive, the obedient appearance that she deliberately created was completely gone.

Agumu sneered with hatred in his heart: "It's not my turn to give advice, but let me remind you, sir, I'm still waiting for your city defense map."

Agumu took a meaningful look at Xiao Lingfeng, then turned his head and emphasized again: "The last city defense map is with Prince Xiao, don't forget, my lord..."

Before he finished speaking, a strong wind hit Agumu, who had no time to hide, and a pain in his throat.

He struggled twice, made two "ho ho" sounds from his mouth, and soon fell to the ground without a sound.

Xiao Lingfeng glanced at him intently, and saw a black chess piece firmly embedded in his throat on the corpse.

"It's a good shot." He boasted casually, but when he turned his head, he met Zhuang Qingyue's rare cruel eyes.

"Are you kidding me?" Zhuang Qingyue sneered.

He didn't notice it before, but at this time he has already recalled it.

Betrayal or not, if you ask this sentence, isn't it telling him clearly that Xiao Lingfeng has long known that Zhang Dayong is his man?

He was so angry that his eyes were red like a kitten baring its teeth and claws after being annoyed.

It seemed that as long as Xiao Lingfeng couldn't say a word well, he would pounce on him and scratch Xiao Lingfeng into a big face.

Xiao Lingfeng: "Speak up if you have something to say."

As soon as he finished speaking, something cold was pressed against his throat.

It turned out that before he was aware of it, Zhuang Qingyue took out a dagger out of nowhere.

Zhuang Qingyue looked at him, and said with a half-smile: "Okay, then tell me."

Xiao Lingfeng leaned back, trying to avoid Zhuang Qingyue's dagger, but stopped his movements under his gaze.

Hey, are you angry? I understand.

Anyone who has just had a night-time conversation with someone in the mountain depression and delivered the initial trust will be furious when he finds that he has lost his horse without knowing it.

Xiao Lingfeng completely understood.

"I'm not kidding you, really." He raised his hands and explained with a wry smile, "What I just said was told to me by Ales, and I just knew about it."

"Really?" Zhuang Qingyue glanced at Agumu's body on the ground, and asked suspiciously, "What about him?"

That's the question, but in fact, to him, what puzzled him even more was, since Xiao Lingfeng knew his identity a long time ago, why didn't he expose him, and let him live well, even in the barracks?

"It's absolutely true!" Xiao Lingfeng quickly explained, "That Zhang Dayong was the one who showed his feet, and I just found out. If you don't believe me, you can ask him when Xiao Qi wakes up."

He didn't dare to reveal at all that he was the person who was found through the breakthrough obtained from Zhuang Qingyue.

Seeing that he spoke with great conviction, Zhuang Qingyue believed him for once.

Forget it...

Zhuang Qingyue thought, even if this person had other schemes, he should be able to handle it.

He retracted the dagger, and was very generous to let Xiao Lingfeng go.

However, just as he lowered his head to wipe the dagger, the man behind him stretched his long arms across his neck and locked him firmly.

He raised his hand and swung the dagger back without thinking, but Xiao Lingfeng firmly grasped his wrist.

You must not relax your vigilance in front of Xiao Lingfeng, as long as Xiao Lingfeng catches the opportunity and becomes his prey, it will be difficult to stand up again.

——This is something Xiao Lingfeng's opponents know, but Zhuang Qingyue doesn't.

Xiao Lingfeng clasped him with one hand, and squeezed his wrist with the other hand, the dagger that was still "demonstrating" in Xiao Lingfeng's throat before could no longer hold it, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"hiss."

Zhuang Qingyue let out a cry of pain.

The situation was turned upside down in an instant.At this moment, Xiao Lingfeng restrained Zhuang Qingyue with only one hand, preventing him from breaking free.

He chuckled, and while he was firmly imprisoned, the other hand that was free moved to the side of Zhuang Qingyue's face, and gently stroked his face.The movements were gentle, even a little ambiguous.

Zhuang Qingyue's body froze, and her originally fair and flawless face turned red in an instant.

The mischievous hand suddenly stopped.

Xiao Lingfeng approached, and whispered in his ear with thirteen points of curiosity: "Then, what else is Mr. Zhuang's identity, can you tell me along with it?"

It was too close, so close that his hot breath sprayed directly on Zhuang Qingyue's ears, making the person in front of him tremble, and even lost the ability to speak at that moment.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Lingfeng poked him on the face again, and said deliberately: "Huh? Can't you say it, Mr. Fu?"

The author has something to say: In fact, touching around is to study how to wear the mask.

I really don't mean that.

——That's what Prince Xiao said.