"How about it?"

"Doctor, why haven't Weiheng woke up yet?"

"Didn't the incoming literary spirit not be enough?"

Yu Zi gradually woke up from the long darkness and could slowly sense the movements outside. There seemed to be someone talking about something beside her. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. No matter how hard she tried, she could not shake it.

She was unwilling to give up and tried again and again.

As time went by, her perception of the outside world became much clearer, and the sounds that came into her ears no longer seemed to be separated by something. Yu Zi could even tell which sentence was said. At this time, she heard someone regretfully saying: "It's a pity that Weiheng has all his strength, and he actually... in the future, teach her how to adapt to ordinary things..."

A few simple words scared her into a cold sweat.

Her eyes that were originally tightly bonded together suddenly separated her. The first sentence she opened her eyes was: "What's wrong with me?"

Yu Zi didn't even care about the hoarseness of her voice.

Hurry to grab the speaker's arm.

The touch of the hand is not the expected warmth and elasticity, but the thin part, hard and cold, which is terrifying.

But Yu Zi didn't care about this emotion. There was nothing more terrible in this world than falling into the mud overnight and losing all her confidence? If so, she would rather commit suicide!

"Wake up, wake up, Weiheng wake up."

"Weiheng, how do you feel about your body?"

“Where is there any discomfort?”

Familiar faces stained with blood came up and expressed concern. The person who was caught breathed a sigh of relief: "What am I saying? Didn't this scare her?"

Yu Zi's temperament is famous for being a strong female official.

"Wake up in fear?"

She was confused for a moment.

All the scenes before the coma came back to my mind.

She remembered what had happened.

Yu Zi lowered her eyes and looked at the strange thing she grabbed. The delicate piece of forearm and palm was instantly dull. Gong Shuwu had no choice but to take his arm back and install it back with a snap. Just as he was about to try the grip strength, the arm that had just been installed fell off.

"Gong, General Gong Shu?"

She looked around and found herself still in place.

Thinking of what I heard just now, I was worried about looking at Dan Mansion.

Lu Ji helped her resolve her inner doubts: "Dan Mansion is fine, Wen Xin is fine. You have just been exhausted for a quarter of an hour. The doctor in Xinglin came to see him and said that your literary energy is too overdrawn, and coupled with the backlash of using the literati's way, it hurts the vitality. Now the Dan Mansion is like a desert that has been drought for many years. It takes time to recuperate to restore the oasis. During this period, it will no longer be able to use the Spirit of the Spirit..."

This state is temporary.

Yu Zi was worried about checking it out by herself.

Seeing that the actual situation was consistent with what Lu Ji said, the hung heart fell to the ground and said, "...It was the first time I used the way of a scholar at all costs. Such an effect was that it was a blessing in disguise that it was not possible to use the Spirit of the Word for only ten days and half a month..."

Lu Ji corrected: "It was one month."

This is still a relatively optimistic estimate.

According to the results of several doctors and Xinglin doctors' joint consultation, Yu Zi can sense the energy of heaven and earth again after one month, and Dan Mansion nourishes and restores the cultural energy again, and repairs the damaged cultural palace: "It will take at least two months to recover to the pre-war period."

Yu Zi's face turned blue.

"One month, two months, not only three months?"

Her voice suddenly rose a little higher.

"Three months, the daylily is cold!"

Because of the existence of brave warriors and literary scholars, there are very few forces who can fight for three or five months. It is rare to see the war that lasts for one or two years before the thief star came to the world. What leads to this phenomenon is nothing more than the quick decision of the winner and the logistics are too much to bear. The larger the war, the easier it is to fight quickly. If you can't decide quickly, you will fight for a while and go home to recuperate. If you have a rest, then fight again. On the contrary, the struggle of forces of several thousand people can be fought for a year or two.

Yu Zi was banned for three months.

Three months later, how many battles will Beimo have to participate?

For Yu Zi, who was extremely strong, this made her feel even more uncomfortable than killing her. She clenched her fists tightly, and her heart was filled with excitement. A sweet smell surged along her throat, and her heart was indescribable. Until a doctor's word spirit was added, and the warm current flowed through the meridians, the boredom was forced to be suppressed.

Fang Yan said: "Don't think too much."

The most important thing at this moment is rest. You can earn military merits in the future. If you lose your foundation for this, you may regret it for life.

Only then did Yu Zi realize that there was an extra face-born doctor of Xinglin.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself not to think about the bad things that happened, and her eyes fell on the general who was incompatible with everyone here: "Doctor, the situation of the general..."

Even doctors in Xinglin can help people cut off their limbs and resuspend them.

It would be a problem for those Communist Shuwu to recover their flesh and blood?

Fang Yan shook his head and said, "I tried it, no."

He said he died, and the generals of Gongshuwu and his subordinates came to warn him. Fang Yan was also afraid that these people would "make trouble" and asked for some tactful words: "Fang has not been in Xinglin Medical School for a long time, and he has been thinking about the research on the doctor's Yan Ling himself. He has only started his right path when he came to Kang Guo to join the Medical Office. His medical skills are not good. Perhaps the Imperial Medical Order of the Medical Office can solve it, but it is unknown..."

Imperial Physician Ling Dong Dao is recognized as the number one doctor.

The first is to open the Temple of Medicine.

Behind Dong Dao is the entire Kangguo supporter, and he can contact all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, and his experience and cultivation have improved rapidly. He must have a deeper understanding of the doctor's Yan Ling than himself. The Imperial Physician Order may have unique means for the problem that he cannot solve.

As soon as these words were said, the general's face looked better.

Gong Shuwu, who was the party involved, responded plainly to this.

He knew more than anyone how domineering his warrior meant. Since he sacrificed his flesh and blood, it would have no reason to grow again, and his martial arts were also contaminated with the death energy of the underworld. This change was from the inside out and there was no room for any turnaround.

Gong Shuwu was originally mentally prepared to sleep forever.

He is satisfied that he can still walk in the world.

Yu Zisu woke up, and everyone's biggest worry was gone.

The loss last night was too great, both mentally and physically reached the limit. The soldiers and horses in the Beimo fled and Gong Cheng was defeated. It should be safe in a short time. The army rested on the spot, cleaned up the battlefield, gathered up the troops, and treated the wounded. Fang Yan gave a few instructions and returned to the temporary wounded camp to save people. Shao Chong was thrown to Gong Shuwu and others. Chao Lian, the twelve horse-bearing pawns who could work, was arrested for labor.

Slowly pursed: "I'm very capable, too."

Fang Yan is not accustomed to naughty children.

Shao Chong's hands are neither light nor heavy.

If he was asked to go to the temporary wounded barracks to help with work, the wounded soldier who could have saved would be happy to receive a consolation prize for rejuvenation.

Gong Shuwu looked at his unsolid bones.

Sighing: "My benefactor should stay here with me."

A brave warrior is the mighty power of wartime.

After the war, I can't afford to offend these military doctors.

Shao Chong was reluctant, and then a rib was stuffed into his hand. This was Gong Shuwu's ribs. His skeleton frame was maintained by martial arts. If there was less martial arts, it was equivalent to the elderly suffering from osteoporosis and could break the bones if they were bumped. Gong Shuwu would not have fractures but would lose his bones.

The most troublesome thing is that his current martial arts nature has changed.

The recovery process must absorb a lot of dead and resentment.

Gong Shuwu was not skilled in this and recovered slowly, which caused him to lose his bones, and he would lose one as he walked.

Shao Chong was flattered: "...I asked me to collect it?"

Just like Dunn? He didn't fight with Uncle Gong, and he couldn't get the spoils if he didn't win. He couldn't get this bone.

Gong Shuwu spoke quietly after a while.

"No, I'm asking you to help me with it."

The army was resting and busy everywhere. He was afraid that his bones would be completely lost if they were not watched. He turned around and dragged his skeleton airs with "missing arms and legs" to kill the enemy.

Shao Chong said in disappointment: "…oh."

Actually, he likes this bone quite a bit.

Such a beautiful bone, if you give it to Shaobai, you can carve it into a statue of god. The god will definitely feel his sincerity and then bless your two brothers. Even if you can't carve it into a statue of human bone, there is another beauty - Brother Six has been liked to stew pig trotters for himself for a while, and he says to make up for whatever he eats, according to this statement...

Shao Chong looked at Gong Shuwu's skeleton airs.

Murmur: "Is the stewed soup delicious..."

Gong Shuwu: "???"

A small head, a big confused.

In line with Gong Shuwu's expectations, Beimo did not dare to send troops here. He spent half a day familiarizing himself with his new body, and then half a day to absorb enough dead energy, and suddenly returned to his peak state - no, it was better than the peak state.

Gong Shuwu obviously felt that his bones were harder.

I never saw Beimo seeking revenge for a day and a night.

In order to avoid the long night and the dreams are too high, we will decisively order the army to return to the camp.

Halfway through the march, he realized why Gong Cheng suddenly stopped and withdrew yesterday - the Beimo camp was lost, and the elite troops in the Beimo were forced to retreat thirty miles away. Their own head led his troops to burn the camp, and the fire was so strong that it could not be stopped!

Gong Shuwu was worried about another person.
To be continued...