Chapter Twelve: Wounded
The soldiers on guard and patrol in the army were changing shifts in an orderly manner. Cang Xi and Yun Tan were invisible on the tree not far away and were resting on the tree. Yun Tan was also in great interest, saying that he wanted to see Qingluan win and then leave. Cang Xi was afraid that he would use magic to disturb the world and could only accompany him, so he would watch the scene and kill time.
"Brother, look, it's a fire." Yuntan suddenly pounced under the tree and turned into a human form.
"See you up and you will be caught and treated as a spy." Cang Xi spoke to remind him.
Yun Tan made a decision to hide and rushed into the military camp. Cang Xi could only follow closely, fearing that he would take action. The military camp was already in chaos, and several generals rushed out in a hurry without caring about dressing and ran to the place where food and grass were placed.
"Brother, can you catch someone?" Yun Tan's neck stretched out, his eyes staring at the front, "Catch it!"
"Princess, catch it." Deputy General Wang twisted a thin man and sent it to Qingluan. This man was touched in while the patrol soldiers changed their guards.
“How is the loss of food and grass?”
"According to the princess' instructions, we will break it into pieces and hide it in a general's tent, and basically no loss." The military advisor replied.
"Raise your head." Qingluan looked up and down at the man, looking really... scathing.
"Haha, why does this person look like this? He is so gloomy." Yuntan couldn't help but say.
Suddenly, the man spit out a thin needle. Qingluan was unprepared for a moment and could not dodge. The thin needle penetrated into his left abdomen. The scene suddenly became chaotic.
"Princess! Go and find a military doctor."
Deputy General Wang reached out and pinched the man's chin and punched him, "I want to die? Hand over the antidote."
"Anti-drug? This is the new poison produced by the saint. There is no antidote yet. Humph, you guys are waiting to die."
Deputy General Wang punched the man out with another punch, "Come on, drag him down and watch carefully, don't let him die."
Everyone sent the princess into the main tent, and the military doctor rushed over. Yuntan stood on the edge and looked at Qingluan. The military doctor examined carefully. He took out a magnet and moved it gently on Qingluan's right abdomen.
"This?" The military doctor was in trouble. "Princess, the needle is too thin to suck it out." Everyone's faces suddenly looked ugly.
"Detoxify first!" Qingluan said.
If you want to say that this poison was just given by the newly appointed saint, and before he could afford the antidote, he was originally intended to provide the person sent for the time being, but he did not expect it to be useful. However, people do not know much about poisons in southern Xinjiang and have no idea how to start. Military doctors can only prescribe some medicines based on the pulse to relieve the toxicity.
Yun Tanbai was bored and perched on the tree, "The coach fell before the fight started. I thought I could watch a wonderful battle." Suddenly, I thought I could watch something. "Brother, let's save her!"
Cang Xi glanced at him: "Mortals have their own fixed numbers, and you and I cannot interfere."
"But this man was not dead on the battlefield, but he was poisoned by the other party. He was so cowardly." Yun Tan said regretfully. He reached out and counted, "Brother, why can't I calculate the princess's disaster?"
Cang Xi stretched out his hand and calculated, "It's because of fate, but his fate is not very clear."
"I don't know very well? Why? Why can't I calculate it?"
"You are still shallow in your Taoism. Fortune-telling is a secret of heaven and is not easy to obtain." Cang Xi thought to himself, could it be that some god in the upper realm who came to earth to experience tribulation, but how could he not calculate Qingluan's fate?
If you want to say that the gods and immortals cannot be randomly calculated. Gods and immortals have more magical powers, and although they can calculate some things, such as fairy fetus, demons and demons, they cannot see through the secrets of heaven. Cangxi thought that the fate of the Qingluan was strange, and I thought I didn’t know which god had experienced the catastrophe.
"We have to save her because of our unclear fate and our fate should not be lost. Then we can save her." Yun Tan couldn't help but say.
"Save? Can you see a doctor?" Cang Xi looked at Yun Tan jokingly, "You don't think about yourself. If you want to save her, you have to use human methods. Can you see a doctor?"
Yuntan scratched his head, "I have to know how to see a doctor! What should I do?"
Chapter completed!