Li Yue did as he ordered, and after a while he delivered the things he needed to use the knife.

Nian Qian roasted the dagger with fire, carefully tore open Dou Yueshan's clothes on the abdomen, and with the assistance of Jiang Chengjia, he carefully cut it along the rotten flesh. The sleeping man on the couch was so shocked that he trembled all over and immediately subconsciously wanted to block Nian Qian's movements. Ning Nanyou sat next to his pillow, strangling his moving hands at the right time.

The pain of cutting the rotten flesh with a knife is really unbearable. The intense pain pulled Dou Yueshan back to reality from his dream. He woke up and saw that his hands were tightly held tightly. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt a tearing pain coming from his abdomen again.

He took a deep breath, which attracted Ning Nanyou to look at him.

"You're awake?"

Dou Yueshan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, her face was ashes, her lips were dry and fierce, and there was a thin blood. He forced himself to endure the pain, and did not let himself scream, and spit out a few words from his teeth: "Brother..."

Ning Nanyou tightened his wrist, dared not relax, and comforted softly: "I am here. Master said, the doctor is removing the scorched meat from the wound for you. Don't be afraid, bear it, and it will be fine in a while."

Dou Yueshan had never suffered such injuries. At this moment, Nian Qian cut off the flesh with his knife. He was so painful that his teeth were sore. He bit him tightly, and he couldn't speak again, for fear that as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but scream.

Seeing his endurance, Ning Nanyou felt as if he was cut by a knife. He clenched his wrist again and murmured: "It will be fine in a while, it will be fine soon."

But the more obedient Dou Yueshan was, and she endured it without saying a word, the more uncomfortable Ning Nan felt in his worries, and more endless guilt.

"Okay... the rotten meat has finally been cut off. I'll suture the wound for Kosamaro..."

After a while, Nian Qian finally whispered, and his tense expression also relaxed. He held the needle and thread in his hand, shining the candlelight, and stitched it bit by bit at the wound.

The pain of the knife entering the flesh made Dou Yueshan numb. At this moment, Nian Qian used a fine needle to penetrate his flesh and blood, and he could no longer feel the pain.

But after a while, the young man lying on the couch fell into a fainting again, closed his eyes and fell asleep with exhaustion on his face.

Seeing this, Ning Nanyou couldn't help but panic and hurriedly asked Nian Qian: "Doctor...you said he?"

Nian Qian just glanced lightly and said calmly: "Don't worry, the knife is a job of scattering away the rotten flesh. Dou Xiaosanlang has never suffered such serious injuries since he was a child. He is not as good as a martial artist. Naturally, he can't withstand this pain. He just fainted because of fatigue, which is not a problem. As long as tonight... Xiaosanlang does not have a high fever and does not have a rotten air in the wound. After enduring tomorrow, his injury will be stable and unhindered."

"Okay, okay." Ning Nanyou nodded, looked at the young man who was sleeping deeply with red eyes, calmed down a little and cheered up.

Nian Qian packed up the knife utensils, applied medicine to Dou Yueshan, and wrote a medicine sheet and grabbed it in the palm of his hand, saying, "Xiao Sanlang's wound has been applied with anti-inflammatory herbs, but he still needs to cook a decoction and feed it to him..."

Ning Nanyou replied: "Of course, Li Yue is outside. If Dr. Nian has any advice, just tell him to do it."

Nian Qian nodded, then stood up and went to the outsider of the tent. Jiang Chengjia moved over and sat on the edge of the bed like Ning Nanyou. Looking at Dou Yueshan who was guilty, he felt unbearable and said, "This time, we were careless. Before leaving, Ziyue should leave a guard beside him to protect him."

Ning Nanyou said nothing and stared at the husband on the couch quietly.

Jiang Chengjia frowned and murmured to himself: "However, it's strange. According to Master Chen, in the military camp at this garrison, Ziyue and Cao Fu should be able to leave quietly after the scene was played by Ziyue. The news just arrived in Xizhuo and had not yet reached the capital for his father to know, why did these people immediately become interested in killing Ziyue?"

Ning Nanyou listened to her questions and was silent for a long time.

Jiang Chengjia lowered his head and stared at Dou Yueshan's covered wounds on his waist and abdomen, feeling puzzled: "Also, the way this man hurts people with a knife is extremely strange. I have never seen anyone use the sword that has been burned by fire and burned hot as a weapon... Where did this person come from? Could he not be the one next to your father?"

She was suspicious, and she became increasingly uncertain, and she felt a sense of coldness.

Ning Nanyou lowered his eyes, a little discouraged, and he was silent for a long time before saying, "Around his father, there is a team of dead soldiers who obeyed him, called Sulong Camp, and gathered the world's magical soldiers and poisoners for their use. This team is rarely known, even Ning Nanqing and Ning Nankun.

Even I was aware of the existence of this team because my father had secretly sent the killer of this camp to rob my guards of the wise guards. I am afraid that this attacker, the person who seriously injured him was the dead soldiers of Sulong Camp."

"Is there such a team around my father?"

Jiang Chengjia was shocked and full of surprise: "Shui Pavilion monitored the Huai Prince's Mansion for many years, but he actually didn't notice this Sulong Camp..."

Ning Nanyou said lightly: "If it is you, my Yekong Pavilion will not be able to find out the news about Sulong Camp. What I said to you today is all I know. As for what my father did with this team... No matter what Yekong Pavilion or the Jingshu Guards, there is no way to explore. Sulong Camp is an elusive existence. I think my father did not believe in Master Chen in the end, so that his close-killed soldiers sneaked into Liangzhou and investigated the situation for him."

Jiang Chengjia paused and suddenly remembered: "So... isn't even Master Chen in danger?"

Ning Nanyou frowned, nodded secretly, and sighed: "I have asked Zhen Qun to contact Master Chen and ordered him to cut off all the connection between Liangzhou and Master Chen. I hope my father did not find the connection."

"In this way... we have to rely on ourselves to solve the matters after Liangzhou?"

"Yes. But, if Ziyue is so injured, I'm afraid he can't send him out of Liangzhou immediately. But... he is very dangerous to stay here. I can't watch him get hurt again... I have to find a way to send him to a safe place."

Ning Nan looked at Dou Yueshan's pale face with a grief, thinking about how to send him away.

Jiang Chengjia pondered for a moment and said, "Why not do this? When Zi said the injury was better, he asked his uncle to help and quietly sent him out of the garrison camp on the border of Liangzhou to the Longxi Pingding Palace for cultivation? I asked Zhuying to accompany him again, secretly protect him from leaving here, and also let Zhuying stay in Longxi to avoid this chaos. After the matter was settled, I would like to pick up Ziying and return to Zuo Fengyi and ask Zhuying to return to the capital?"

"This is a good way. However, it is not very safe to pacify the palace, and there are inevitably one or two suspicions. This matter is not only about asking my uncle, but also about my cousin, so that he can take care of Ziyu and Yuansheng."

"You mean, cousin Cao Shan?"

"Well, it's him. Now my uncle has led half of Lin Song's army to Liangzhou, and Longxi is guarded by Cao Shan's cousin. Please, it's the best choice."

"Okay, there's more layer of defense like this." Jiang Chengjia nodded in agreement.

The couple fell silent and stared at the sleeping husband, thinking about each other, and it took a long time to see.

As night fell, fires began to appear in the army and patrol soldiers lined up to guard the camp. The garrison camp calmed down, and only the sound of the friction between the Rongjia and the movement of the iron shoes came. Nian Qian went out to the account and entered the account three times before the wound on Dou Yueshan's abdomen was completely treated.

Dou Yueshan was injured and unconscious. Ning Nanyou and Jiang Chengjia gave him the bed. The two of them shrank to the soft mat beside the desk to rest. Due to the fatigue of many days, they squeezed together and quickly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Ning Nanyou was awakened by the sound of wind outside. He opened his eyes and saw the girl in his arms. His heart warmed up and kissed her gently.

Because he curled up to sleep, he moved his arms slightly and felt his shoulder bones sore. So he carefully pulled his hand out of the girl's neck, turned over with his hands and feet, got up from the soft mat, and stood beside the desk to move his muscles and bones.

He walked to the edge of the bed, looked at Dou Yueshan's sweaty head, so he fed a basin of cold water and wiped it on him.

Just now, a slight and shallow collision sound suddenly appeared on the window on the right side of the tent. Ning Nanyou looked up and saw a black shadow lifting the curtain closed on the window, jumping hard, and jumping in.

The black shadow stabilized his body. As soon as he stood firm, he saw Ning Nanyou sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at him. So he immediately knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "Lord!"

Ning Nanyou did not respond immediately, but instead twisted the quilt for Dou Yueshan, then got up and walked towards the black shadow, and asked in a low voice: "How is the matter done? Is Jiang Chengyi safe and smooth on the way?"

"Report to the lord, everything is fine. The mission on the mission has passed Lingling. In another month, it will be time to arrive at the Champa border."

Ning Nanyou: "Even so, you still have to continue to give instructions, let your brothers take care of it carefully, and send a letter to King Wuhu, asking him to give the delegation a convenience."

The black shadow nodded and replied: "Subordinate to obey the order."

Ning Nanyou nodded softly, his eyes flashed in the darkness, and he paused for a long time. He asked softly: "Uncle Rong...how is it? Do you have any news?"

"Reported to the lord, Zhou Langjun is safe and sound. We went in time. Neither the people from the Water Pavilion nor the officials of the Dongfu Division had caught him. He had successfully avoided the pursuit. The brothers secretly helped him, but Princess Feiyu did not succeed. However, Zhou Langjun was good at disguising and had high martial arts skills... The brothers didn't watch him and let him escape."

"Where did you escape?"

"I'm probably heading towards Guangzhou, and my subordinates and others are trying to track it."
Chapter completed!