The general is easy to bully

He opened his eyes wide, barely able to see everything in the room clearly.

Shen Suiyao sat in the corner with disheveled hair, holding a child in her arms.

The child had been dead for a long time, the high temperature in midsummer, the body had already rotted, and the smell in the air was disgusting and suffocating.

Countless mosquitoes, flies and maggots were flying all over the sky, Shen Suiyao's eyes were empty, and she was murmuring a lullaby that was spread somewhere in her mouth.

Hefeng covered his mouth and nose, and stepped into the house step by step.

He spotted a man in the corner.

The figure looked thin and withered, like an old man in his twilight, and like a young child.

He was bound by an iron chain, and the clothes on his body were almost shredded, barely covering his body.

On the arms, legs, and half of the bare back, there are one after another small cuts.

Some of the wounds were scarred, some were not healed, the turned body was shocking, and some were even infested with insects and flies, which was frightening.

Hefeng stared at him for a long time before walking over cautiously.

The scene in front of him made the voice of this young and excellent dark guard tremble.

"Young Master?"

The man buried his head motionless, as if he was asleep.

He Feng chased away the flies flying all over the sky, walked up to the man step by step, and squatted down.

He didn't know where to help Shen Xingfeng.

Almost none of his pieces are good places.

The messy hair was scattered, and behind the ear was a deep knife cut, which disappeared into the hollow of the neck.

Hefeng touched him lightly: "Young Master?"

Shen Xingfeng finally made some movement. He raised his head little by little, only showing his eyes, and his eyes met his.

Those eyes that were always clear and energetic in the impression of the wind have been replaced by muddy and dull eyes.

Then soon, he lowered his head again, returning to his previous ostrich shape.

Ming Lan who came in afterward was also frightened by Shen Xingfeng's appearance, he quickly reacted: "Don't let the young master see it."

Such a Shen Xingfeng, Xiao Qihan would die of pain seeing him.

Hefeng pulled himself back from the memory.

He looked at the angry Xiao Qihan, bowed his head and said: "My lord, the most important thing now is that the young master is safe and sound. If you rush in to see him now, you will only disturb the two doctors."

Xiao Qihan's face turned serious, and after a long time, he spoke to Hefeng and Minglan, his voice was completely hoarse: "Get up, everyone."

Shen Xingfeng's injury was very serious, there were too many wounds, almost every incision was inflamed, and it took a lot of time to clean the wounds.

Shen Xingfeng woke up in pain several times, and let out a low scream, but Mr. Qi pinched his chin, forcibly poured tranquilizing medicine, and forced him to fall asleep.

"Go to sleep, Xingfeng, it won't hurt so much when you fall asleep."

After applying medicine to Shen Xingfeng's last wound, it was already dark.

Elder Qi and Elder Ding glanced at each other, and then asked to clean up the blood and mess in the room.

"Dump it far away, so that no one can see it."

Elder Qi stepped forward to cover Shen Xingfeng with a quilt.

This child really suffered. His thin arms were almost skinny, which shocked him.

He stuffed Shen Xingfeng's arm back into the quilt, turned his head and said to Ding Lao: "I will guard him tonight, you go outside and let Xiao Qihan go back."

Ding Lao sneered: "You let me deal with Xiao Qihan?"

Old Qi: "I don't want to talk to Xiao Qihan now."

If it wasn't for the conflict between Xiao Qihan and Xiao Xingfeng back then, would this child have become like this?

Old Ding cursed, then stepped out of the room.

Xiao Qihan hurriedly stood up and walked over: "Old Ding."

Old Ding: "There is no danger of life, don't worry, you can go back tonight first."

Xiao Qihan's eyes were red and he was short of breath: "You all said that his life is not in danger, so why don't you let me see him!"

Are they lying to themselves, is something wrong with Xingfeng...

Old Ding frowned: "Qi Han, don't you believe what we say?"

Xiao Qihan always respected Ding Lao, after a long silence, he said: "I just want to meet him."

Old Ding: "Go back and have a good rest, and you will see him in a few days. You know Xiao Xingfeng's diet, go to the kitchen and order someone to prepare it, and send it over later."

Xiao Qihan's heaving chest gradually calmed down, his eyes were reddened, and his voice was hoarse: "Please tell me the truth, is he really alright?"

Old Ding: "His injury is serious."

Old Ding sighed: "Qi Han, Xingfeng really suffered a lot this time, from now on, you have to treat him well."

Xiao Qihan's heart was violently gouged, and the severe pain spread along the apex of his heart, causing pain even when he was breathing.

Shen Xingfeng was kept in the room by two doctors, and no one was allowed to see him.

During the period, Gu Shishi and Qiao Yijin wanted to come and see, but they were all driven away.

Xiao Qihan went to the kitchen every day, making Shen Xingfeng's favorite food with his own hands, or watching the maids decoct medicine.

After half a month, Shen Xingfeng on the bed finally turned some blood.

The wound has basically healed, and the dense scabs make the scalp numb.

Qi Lao sighed: "If there is a scar, it will be ugly."

Old Ding sneered: "It's good to be able to survive. Also, let Xiao Qihan come in and take a look if the scabs are gone, he's going crazy." Xiao Qihan is indeed going crazy.

The person who thinks about it day and night is in the room, but he can't see it.

Everyone kept it from him, how serious was Xingfeng's injury?

He couldn't bear it anymore, he knocked on the door and broke in.

Both Ding Lao and Qi Lao were taken aback, it was too late to stop them.

Just leave and leave them alone.

When Xiao Qihan saw the person on the bed, his eyes turned red instantly.

The small group of people curled up under the quilt, their messy long hair covered half of their faces, and their skin was pale.

"Star Wind"

Xiao Qihan walked over with heavy steps, sat down on the bedside, and reached out to touch his face.

Shen Xingfeng muttered something in his sleep, but he didn't wake up.

Xiao Qihan stretched his hand under the quilt and grabbed Shen Xingfeng's wrist.

Xiao Qihan's heart throbbed in pain at the thin arm that he pinched in his palm.

He quickly lifted the quilt and picked up Shen Xing's clothes.

Seeing the densely packed wounds, Xiao Qihan felt startled and in pain, and gently stroked Shen Xingfeng's skin with his trembling fingers.

Shen Xingfeng let out a muffled snort. He seemed to be recalling something terrible, so he cried softly in his dream.

Xiao Qihan had never seen Shen Xingfeng like this.

His star wind is powerful and decisive.

He has gone through bloody storms, stepped on thorns and thorns, and grew into what he is now step by step.

But the current Shen Xingfeng is as fragile as a newborn child.

Xiao Qihan was so painful that he was almost numb.

This is the Shen Xingfeng, still the same as after Qi Lao and Ding Lao took care of him for half a month.

Xiao Qihan's eyes were moist, and he gently stroked the ugly scabs on Shen Xingfeng's body, trying to wipe them off from Shen Xingfeng's body.

Shen Xingfeng whimpered, crying softly.

Xiao Qihan hurriedly covered him with a quilt, and said in a flustered voice, "Okay, I won't touch you anymore, don't cry, sleep well."

This night, Shen Xingfeng woke up several times from the nightmare, crying constantly.

Xiao Qihan guarded him, never closing his eyes all night, his heart clenched tightly.

At dawn, Shen Xingfeng woke up.

Xiao Qihan hurriedly ordered the maid to bring hot porridge.

Looking at Shen Xingfeng's foggy eyes, Xiao Qihan couldn't help but softly said: "Xingfeng, come, eat something."

Shen Xingfeng stared blankly at the porridge in Xiao Qihan's hand, then suddenly reached out to grab it, and before Xiao Qihan could react, he put his hand into his mouth.

The porridge was boiling hot, Shen Xingfeng couldn't help but screamed, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a "clack".

"Xingfeng!" Xiao Qihan pressed Shen Xingfeng's hand in a panic.

Shen Xingfeng was going to pick up the bowl on the ground, and a hoarse whimper of a beast came out of his throat.

Xiao Qihan's heart pumped out, his eyes were red, he hugged Shen Xingfeng tightly in his arms, gritted his teeth to endure the pain and pain: "That's dirty, I can't eat it, can I ask someone to give me a new bowl?"

The servant girl brought the porridge again, this time it was blown warm and no longer scalding. Xiao Qihan sat behind Shen Xingfeng and fed him with a spoon while embracing him.

Shen Xingfeng's slender hands tightly grasped the edge of the bowl, and an anxious sound came out of his throat.

Xiao Qihan breathed heavily, "Okay, eat by yourself."

Shen Xingfeng gulped down the porridge directly from the bowl, the speed was too fast, he was choked several times, Xiao Qihan patted his back while carefully wiping the corners of Shen Xingfeng's mouth.

"Slow down, there's still a lot, I'll ask the servant girl to add more if it's not enough..."

Xiao Qihan's Adam's apple trembled, and in the end he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"They...don't give you food?"

After Shen Xingfeng finished his porridge, he became much quieter.

Xiao Qihan turned his body around and hugged him tightly.

Shen Xingfeng's body was trembling, and he let him hold him limply.

Xiao Qihan's heart ached badly, "I'm sorry, Xingfeng, you must hate me to death, don't you?"

Shen Xingfeng buried his head in front of his chest and remained motionless.

Not long after, Mr. Qi came to deliver medicine to Shen Xingfeng.

Xiao Qihan was about to ask someone to boil pear water, but Shen Xingfeng had already grabbed the bowl and poured all the bitter potion down his throat in one go.

"Starwind!"

Xiao Qihan's fingers trembled in shock, and he hurriedly took the medicine bowl out of his hand.

Looking at the empty bowl, Xiao Qihan finally broke down after being tense all night.

"How did he become like this!"

Qi Lao sneered: "If you don't give you food, you will do the same for a month."

Xiao Qihan's heart ached as if being cut open, his breathing was short, his eyes were stabbed red: "Can it get better?"

Old Qi: "Take care of yourself slowly, maybe you'll be fine."

"What is maybe?!"

Old Qi: "It means that he might be like this for the rest of his life. Xiao Qihan, why are you so angry at me? If it weren't for you, Xingfeng would have become like this?" Xiao Qihan's face turned pale suddenly, as if someone had slapped him, his face was hot the pain.

Elder Qi no longer looked at Xiao Qihan, turned around and left.

Xiao Qihan looked at Shen Xingfeng who was trembling in his arms, he could hardly breathe due to the pain, and squeezed Shen Xingfeng's hand tightly.

"Xingfeng, don't be afraid."

Shen Xingfeng pulled his head straight, and rubbed his fingers against Xiao Qihan's palm twice: "It hurts..."

"what?"

Shen Xingfeng cried out, "I'm in so much pain."

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