Chapter 1156

Lin you stands here, looking at Du Cao's gentle eyes and careful movements. He can't believe his eyes. Can Du Cao be so gentle?

Ji is much better now, swallowing is no problem, two bowls of soup down, Du Cao know, his life, saved.

"Mr. Lin, please go back to Beijing and tell the emperor that Ji Shumo is seriously injured and can't fight any more, but our general's office will never admit it. Ji Shumo can't fight, and I'm ducao!"

Du Cao stood up and looked at Zhang Yuntian: "go back and get my armor right away. I'll take the place of Ji Shumo and play the prestige of our general's office!"

"Look at you now. Who can you fight? Don't worry, the north is just a small group of disabled soldiers. When the south is defeated, Tao Feiyun grabs the southern border and seeks peace in the capital

Lin you some helpless looking at Du Cao, a woman's home, are two children's mother, how still so impulsive ah?

"That's good."

Du Cao was relieved: "don't be here. What should you do? Beat the prestige of the purple Marquis's mansion. Don't just play like a dandy."

"Ducao, why don't you die of pain?" Lin You grinds her teeth and scolds her. This girl, just a little distressed, she starts!

Du grass is also justified: "because the disaster left thousands of years ah."

Lin Ruo looks at Du Cao and thinks that she is admired. Although she is a daughter, she has more roots than many men.

"If I don't retreat, I swear I won't go back to Korea!"

Lin You salutes Du Cao and Ji Shumo, and turns to walk outside.

Du Cao leans against the wall and looks at Ji Shumo. Although Ji's breath is weak, Du Cao knows that he is still alive. That's enough.

Zhang Yuntian looked at Du Cao and sighed: "do you want me to bring the doctor? What else do you need? "

"All right, I'm tired. I don't want to talk. I really have no strength." It's been two days and two nights since Du Cao closed her eyes and ate. She's really tired and can't hold on.

The eyelids seem to be glued on. Although I've worked hard, I still go to sleep. I gently lie on Ji's side, and my hand gently hooks Ji's hand, for fear that he will disappear.

Zhang Yuntian is a burst of sad, turn around to go out, Ji Lyric ink hurt nature is not easy to move, but Zhang Yuntian will not let Du Cao wronged.

So it seems that half of the ink grass pavilion has been moved here, and the original dilapidated small yard has taken on a new look.

Seven or eight doctors took turns guarding the couple.

Huangfuyue was also very anxious when she knew what happened here. She also sent two highly skilled doctors to come and sent a cart of medicinal materials.

If the capital did not need stability now, he would have come here in person.

In the second half of the month, the grass was burning with a high fever.

"Huangfuchi, son of a bitch, asshole."

"Don't go away, Xiao Mo, I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

"Xiaomo... Xiaomo..."

Qinluo stood listening to Du Cao cursing Huang Fu Chi vaguely. She felt very strange.

From the first time we met, qinluo felt that Du Cao had a strange hatred for Huangfu Chi, which was very strange.

But after so many years, at this time, she could still remember to scold him. What hatred was it?

Du Cao grabs Ji Shumo's hand and talks nonsense: "don't, don't leave me, I'm sincere, I'm afraid, don't!"

Ji Shumo is also sleeping. He seems to feel the fear and uneasiness of Du Cao. His hand is slightly tightened, holding Du Cao's hand.

Several doctors were so anxious that they prescribed four or five prescriptions to reduce fever.

Three or four bowls of antipyretic medicine poured down, the temperature of Du Cao was considered to have come down.

Du Cao's body is not a big problem, most of them are trauma, just because they are too tired and drenched in the rain, so some cold, but after the fever subsided, it's no big deal.

Three days later, Du Cao woke up completely.

Open your eyes and look at the seven or eight doctors around the bed, Du Cao Leng for a while, subconsciously in front of Ji Lyric ink body: "who are you?"

Looking at Du Cao, Qin Luo felt even more distressed. She sighed helplessly and said gently, "it's the doctor. The emperor specially sent both Dr. Zhang and Dr. Zhao to take care of you two. You've been sleeping for three days, and the battle ahead is over."Finished?

"What's the result?" Du Cao asked stupidly.

Zhang Yuntian came in with his medicine: "naturally, he won a great victory. Now the capital is in chaos, and the emperor is in a mess. This war has come suddenly, and the people are suffering heavy losses, so there are still many troubles."

"Just when you wake up, take your own medicine." Zhang Yuntian gave the medicine bowl to Du Cao directly.

The duckweed nodded and gulped down.

"How is Xiaomo?"

Du Cao frowned at Ji Lyric Mo, who was still sleeping.

"Don't worry, madam. The general just lost too much blood. The rest are skin injuries. He didn't hurt his bones and muscles. He will wake up soon."

Dr. Zhao stepped forward with a soft voice.

Du grass listen to this voice feel a lot of peace, gently smile: "thank you, doctor."

"For the sake of Yong'an, general and his wife, these are not what we should do."

Dr. Zhao smiles at Du Cao with admiration in his eyes.

Du grass heard this, some embarrassed red face: "general brave and good at fighting, what am I?"

Gently touched Ji's cheek, feeling Ji's temperature, Du Cao's nose was sour, so he cried.

Originally it was just sobbing in a low voice, but I don't know why it turned into wailing.

"Wu Wu, I'm scared to death!"

Ji Shumo seems to hear the cry of Du Cao and wake up.

"It's so noisy."

Ji Shumo gently smiles and holds Du Cao's hand: "don't worry, I can't bear you. I won't die."

"Wu Wu, Xiao Mo, you wake up." Du Cao cried and looked at Ji Lyric Mo with tears: "Wuwu scared me to death. I thought you didn't want me anymore. I thought you didn't want me and children anymore!"

Ji Shumo sat up, hugged Du Cao into his arms, and laughed: "I can't bear you, and I can't bear children. I won't die. Don't cry. I'm distressed."

"Wuwu, I'm also distressed. There are twelve holes in your body that are not good-looking." The more Du Cao said, the more aggrieved he was.

God knows what she felt when she picked people out of the dead!

It's almost, it's almost, it can't be hugged like it is now.