She was anxious and quickly got up, lifted the unconscious Ning Nanyou with difficulty and carried it on her body, stepped out of the jungle with difficulty, crawled step by step, and her calf trembled slightly unconsciously.

He was tall and had a heavy skeleton. He was pressing on Jiang Chengjia's thin shoulders, almost drowning her. She gritted her teeth and persevered for a while, and then she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and exhausted and sweating heavily. On weekdays, she always felt that Ning Nanyou was too thin, and there were only bones left on her body except for the semen, but she didn't expect that her back would be so heavy.

Jiang Chengjia was anxious about his injuries and dared not stop, but his steps gradually became weak.

At this moment, the shouts of Ji Xianzhi and others came from the mountain trail, "Lord! Madam!"

Her dim eyes immediately shone brightly, and she firmly protected Ning Nanyou on her back, shouting at the place where the call came from in front, "Uncle Ji! I'm here! Uncle Ji!"

Ji Xianzhi, who had been searching for the mountain for two or three hours with his servants, changed from being stable to being anxious. He was standing uneasy, but suddenly heard Jiang Chengjia's scream, and his heart was filled with confusion instantly collapsed. He led a dozen people to rush towards the place where Jiang Chengjia was shouting, and responded, "Madam! Madam! Can you be with you?"

When Jiang Chengjia heard the response, her dry eyes became wet in an instant, and she swallowed even more, "Junhou is with me! Uncle Ji! Come quickly! Junhou fainted!"

Ji Xianzhi was shocked when he heard this news. He rushed towards the other end of the mountain path. From a distance, he saw his wife's thin and short head walking towards them step by step with her husband on her back. Ji Xianzhi slapped his forehead, accelerated his pace, and came to Jiang Chengjia's side panting, "Madam, I'm late."

After he finished speaking, he reached out to pick up Ning Nanyou, gently carried him from Jiang Chengjia's shoulder to himself, and asked, "Why are you unconscious?"

Hearing this question, Jiang Chengjia lowered his head in shame, feeling very sad, and said with regret in his eyes, "It's all my fault that I am willful. Junhou came to search for it in a hurry, and his wound burst, and he was infected by the deterioration of the moisture in the mountains. Uncle Ji, how far is this place from the convoy? Junhou's injury cannot be delayed."

Ji Xianzhi listened to her apologetic tone, and his stomach was filled with blame and displeasure gradually suppressed. He looked up at the dark sky and replied, "It's not far away, young lady, follow closely. It's dark, don't go far."

The two ran towards the convoy at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, Qianshan, Mu Yun and Lu Xun were already in a hurry to stamp their feet, wishing they could leave the convoy and find him. Just as the few people were about to start a conflict, Ji Xianzhi rushed down with the unconscious Ning Nanyou on his back and shouted at Lu Xun not far away, "Call Sun Yiling!"

Lu Xun looked closely and saw that his lord was hanging motionless on Ji Xianzhi's body, dying, and his anger rushed in his mind, and he was about to get angry at Jiang Chengjia who was following him, but Ji Xianzhi gave him a fierce look and warned him. Lu Xun suppressed his anger, but he still couldn't help but glared at Jiang Chengjia, turned his steps and hurriedly went to find Sun Qi.

Jiang Chengjia's thoughts were all about Ning Nanyou, and she had no time to care about Lu Xun's hostility towards him. Ji Xianzhi carefully carried Ning Nanyou to the carriage and put them flat, and then instructed several servants to burn hot water. She got into the carriage, stayed by Ning Nanyou's side, soaked the silk scarf with cold water, and placed it on his forehead to cool him down.

Ning Nanyou was so burning that a light red scattered all over his cheeks. The hot body made him, who was in a drowsy, subconsciously pulling his robe, frowning tightly, and feeling extremely uncomfortable. Seeing this, Jiang Chengjia hurriedly took off his outer robe for him. He was covered in pain, leaning on the wooden couch and feeling very uncomfortable, tossing and turning. Jiang Chengjia hurriedly sat over again, letting him sleep on his legs, and then pulled the velvet cloth to put it under him. The softness under his body made the tear at Ning Nanyou slightly healed, and then calmed down, leaned against her legs, and fell asleep.

She moved the copper basin to her with some difficulty, and kept replacing the hot scarf on Ning Nanyou's forehead. After several changes, she didn't mean to retreat after several times. Jiang Chengjia couldn't help but get up. He lifted the curtain and shouted hurriedly outside, "Where is the Medical Order Sun? Why haven't you come yet? Uncle Ji!"

"Madam! The official is here, please don't worry." Sun Qi's voice came not far away. Jiang Chengjia breathed a sigh of relief, put down the curtain of the car, frowned and stared at Ning Nanyou who was sleeping in a drowsy manner, and felt more and more unbearable guilt.

Sun Qi stood in front of the lattice window and asked carefully, "I would like to help the lord and marquis up and stretch out his hand from the window to facilitate the officials to take their pulse..."

Jiang Chengjia frowned, held Ning Nanyou's back with both hands, moved his hand gently, and stretched out his hand from the lattice window. There was a difference between men and women, so she was sitting in the car, so Sun Qi naturally could not get on the horse to treat Ning Nanyou, so he could only treat it through the window.

Sun Qi took his pulse and his face gradually became heavier. Jiang Chengjiahou was in the car and had not heard any movement for a long time, so he asked anxiously, "Yi Ling Sun, what about Junhou's pulse?"

"Madam, the pulse of Junhou is very unstable." Sun Qi took the pulse and gently sent Ning Nanyou's arm into the lattice window, and then said with a polite manner, "Junhou was originally a skin and flesh wound. The sword stabbed into the flesh, but it did not hurt the muscles and bones. At the time of Quanling, I had already treated Junhou's wounds, cleaned the rotten meat, burned silver needles, and sewed the wounds. However, Junhou had never had a good rest after he was injured. He was overworked, which caused the cold wounds to enter the body. The four pulses were weak and slow, so that the wounds became pus and ulcers, and the whole body became hot. The lower official immediately decocted the secondary heat dissipation medicine for Junhou. After taking the medicine, the lower official needed to... remove the rotten meat for the wounds again."

"Why is the medical order hesitating?" Jiang Chengjia asked after hearing the slightest uneasiness in his words.

"The officials dared to ask, can the Lord and the Lord continue to flow at this time?"

Jiang Chengjia stared at Ning Nan's blood-stained inner clothes and answered more uneasyly, "Yes."

"The Lord and Marquis move rapidly, and the wound is broken due to the violent bumps. This image is more dangerous than the ones that were injured at the beginning. The wound produces ulcers, and the ulcers continue to flow out, hindering the healing of the skin and flesh. If it goes further, it is very likely to ulcerate the whole body and cause death from a high fever." Sun Qi found this vein and his face became heavy and he became even more trembling. The emperor ordered him to take good care of the Marquis of Huaiyin. If the Marquis of Huaiyin was killed at his hands because of his poor medical skills, then this would be a huge crime.

He wiped the cold sweat that frequently appeared on his forehead, swallowed and continued, "Madam, the lower officials should burn the wounds of the king with fire again to stop bleeding and disperse poison."

Jiang Chengjia was irritated. Seeing Ning Nanyou feeling so distressed, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles and said hurriedly, "Don't talk nonsense, how to do it specifically? The doctor order should be dealt with quickly for the lord."

Sun Yiling was so scared by her anxious and angry voice that he knelt down, wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead, and said tremblingly, "Madam, don't worry, this is on the mountainside, the carriage is not closed, and it is not suitable to use a knife to make a fire."

She lost her patience and said anxiously, "Then go to Linhe quickly, don't delay it. Uncle Ji! Let everyone prepare and set off!"

Ji Xianzhi was by Sun Qi and listened to Ning Nanyou's situation, and was also anxious. When he heard Jiang Chengjia's order, he responded, "Here."

The convoy hurriedly set off on the road, rushed to Linhe, and finally arrived at the capital before dawn.

The group hurriedly entered Linhe's inn and placed Ning Nanyou down. They all rushed to prepare things.

Jiang Chengjia took off his robe and closed the house tightly, so he waited for Sun Qi and Ji Xianzhi to prepare all the items that were sold.

After a moment of anxiety, Ji Xianzhi led the carbon stove and pulled a black iron into the room with his other hand.

Sun Qi wiped his sweat all over his head, took the iron baking from Ji Xianzhi's hand, cleaned it with boiling hot water, and placed it on the charcoal stove to bake. After preparing all this, he took out the medical roll bag he carried with him, picked out a small machete, wiped it carefully, and baked it with a fire. When it was hot, he came to Ning Nanyou's couch and prepared to remove the rotten meat for him.

Sun Qi knelt in front of the couch, his face tightened, staring at Jiang Chengjia and said seriously, "When Jun removed the rotten meat, he just cut off a layer of fine skin and rotten flesh. But this time, Jun Hou's wounds were ulcerated too quickly, and the rotten meat was accumulated and needed to be removed on a large scale. It was a severe pain during the removal. I asked my wife and Lord Ji to control Jun Hou for the replacement of the official, so that he should not let him move."

Jiang Chengjia was tense and nodded solemnly at Sun Qi, "I know, please rest assured by the medical order."

Ji Xianzhi stood on the other end of the bed, held Ning Nanyou's legs tightly, looked at Jiang Chengjia, and nodded to show.

Sun Qi held the wooden handle of the knife, tied his arms and rolled up his sleeves, and slowly moved the tip of the knife to Ning Nanyou's wound.

At this time, the scarlet wound on Ning Nanyou's chest was filled with dark yellow ulcers and thick and bright red blood, and continued to emerge from the cracks in the wound. The two pieces of flesh separated by the knife had become dull and rotten, emitting a fishy smell.

Sun Qi frowned tightly, held a strong breath in his heart, and stabbed the knife into Ning Nanyou's wounds.

Ning Nanyou, who was in chaos and heat, knew nothing about himself in a confused fog dream, and suddenly felt a violent and hot stinging pain coming from his chest, and his handsome face immediately wrinkled into a ball. But he was holding his teeth tightly and refused to scream.

Jiang Mengluo held his hand and pressed his shoulders hard. She could feel all his trembling and restraint, so she felt unbearable and her eyes were slightly red.

The knife penetrated deeper, Ning Nan let out a muffled roar in pain, and a "grizz" sound of incisors between his teeth and lips.
Chapter completed!