Zhuang Wan never expected that Yan Cheng would lose like this. Could it be that his road to growing stronger was far more difficult than she imagined, and even more difficult than her stopping him from turning dark?

She should have been happy, but at this moment she felt inexplicably sad.

"This is impossible!" Pang Ao couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He could tell at a glance how much sloppy he had, how could he defeat Li Daniu.

"Winning or losing is a common thing for military officers." Han Wei, who was standing aside, was quite proud: "General Pang doesn't have to worry about it."

"Humph!" Pang Ao glared at him and walked off the platform.

Off the court, Zhuang Wan had already asked Chen Wujin and others to carry Yan Cheng down.

"How about it?"

"Don't worry, you're still alive." Chen Wujin said.

"Carry him back to the barracks first," Zhuang Wan ordered, and asked Lai Er to ask for the old military doctor.

Returning to the barracks, Zhuang Wan carefully inspected Yan Cheng's body and found no wounds. His face was rosy, his breathing was smooth, and he did not seem to have suffered internal injuries.

At this time, Pang Ao also came, holding a wooden box in his hand.

"Look where he's injured? I have some medicine here." He opened the box and found a pile of bottles and cans inside.

Zhuang Wan thought that he had transferred all the secret recipes passed down from his ancestors.

"General Pang, I'm surprised. There are no wounds on Li Daniu's body. It looks like... he's asleep!"

She had seen Yan Cheng look like this when he fell asleep.

"Asleep?" Pang Ao looked puzzled, "How is this possible?"

"I don't know what happened, how could he just fall asleep in the ring."

"Where is he?" At this time, the old military doctor came into the house with the support of Laiji.

"Ah! It's General Pang!" He saw Pang Ao at a glance and walked over quickly, "I didn't expect it was General Pang who summoned me. I'm late."

"Old soldier, stop talking nonsense and hurry up to treat illnesses and save people," Pang Ao said.

"Okay, okay!" The old military doctor quickly walked over and took Yan Cheng's pulse.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Laiji laughed at him.

"How dare you neglect a matter where human life is at stake?" the old military doctor said. At this time, his eyesight was no longer blurred, and his hands were no longer shaking. He caught Yan Cheng's pulse and snorted after a moment: "You are trying to coax me, old man.

Is it fun?"

Everyone was confused and Zhuang Wan asked: "What do you mean by this?"

Pang Ao also said: "You old man asked you to treat the disease, but you are here making a fuss."

The old military doctor put away the displeasure on his face, walked over and said, "General Pang, it's not that I don't want to save him, but this man is clearly not sick, and he is still strong and full of energy."

"Then why is he unconscious?"

"He is just sleeping, not comatose." The old military doctor said: "Maybe he is overworked, and it will only take an hour or two for him to wake up."

Pang Ao was dubious, but seeing that Yan Cheng's condition did not look like he was injured, he said, "Okay, let's go!"

"Resign, old man!" The old soldier walked to the door and glared at Laiji: "What are you doing, help me back!"

Laiji was speechless: "Your legs and feet were so nimble just now, but now you can't walk anymore?"

"I was eager to save people just now. Now that people are fine, do I still need to walk faster?"

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say, just go ahead!"

Pang Ao shook his head helplessly: "This old man... is really..."

Zhuang Wan said: "Since Li Daniu is fine, General Pang should go back first, and we can just take care of him."

"That's fine!" Pang Ao said, "If he wakes up, send someone to tell me immediately."

Zhuang Wan nodded: "General, don't worry!"

"Come quickly! Brother Daniel seems to be awake!" Chen Wujin suddenly shouted.

Zhuang Wan looked back and saw that Yan Cheng slowly opened his eyes.

Pang Ao walked over quickly: "Li Daniu, how are you?"

Yan Cheng felt as if he had taken a nap and didn't feel any discomfort, but he still remembered what happened on the ring.

He struggled to sit up and said with great guilt: "My subordinate has failed the general's expectations!"

Pang Ao sighed: "You don't have to be discouraged. There will be plenty of opportunities to prove yourself in the future. If you hadn't fainted suddenly, you wouldn't be your opponent at all with your sloppiness."

"Fainted?" Yan Cheng frowned in thought.

Zhuang Wan quickly asked: "Are you tired from practicing martial arts every day a few days ago, and you actually fainted on the ring?"

"Practice martial arts?" Yan Cheng said: "These days, I practice martial arts as usual, and I don't deliberately practice more. I can't explain why I fainted. I only know that I suddenly felt sore and numb in my limbs.

No more unconscious.”

"Sore and numb?" Zhuang Wan thought for a while: "Then what discomfort did you have before this?"

Yan Cheng shook his head, thought for a while and then said: "It's just that when I was fighting with Sloppy Horse, I felt something bitten my hand."

"Which hand?"

Yan Cheng raised his right hand.

Zhuang Wan held his hand and turned it over and over to look at it. Yan Cheng's fingers were long and well-joined, but the palms were rough. In such a short time, they had developed calluses, which showed how hard he worked.

But she looked at it several times and found nothing.

Yan Cheng, on the other hand, was a little embarrassed to see her holding his hand and refusing to let go. He tried to grab Zhuang Wan's hand several times, but Pang Ao and others were present.

"Zhuang Wan, what did you find?" Pang Ao asked.

Zhuang Wan shook her head: "Maybe I'm overthinking."

"It doesn't matter, if you lose, just lose!" Yan Cheng said, taking back his hand and clenching his fingers slightly into a fist. He said this just because he didn't want Zhuang Wan to worry, but in fact he was full of reluctance.

"Wait!" Zhuang Wan pulled his clenched hand and saw a red dot the size of a needle tip at the tiger's mouth. Just then, Yan Cheng opened his hand. The red dot was hidden in the crease between his thumb and index finger, so she didn't notice it.

"What's this?"

Pang Ao stepped forward to check: "It seems to be the eye of a needle."

"This is the Hegu point..." Zhuang Wan said: "This needle eye... was not bitten by something, but was inserted by someone."

"I understand!" Pang Ao said: "Silver needles have an anesthetic effect when pricking the Hegu point. In order to relieve the pain of the injured, the military doctors in the camp will use silver needles to prick the Hegu point to make their arms sore and numb. If the silver needle

The anesthetic is quenched on the needle to make the person fall asleep."

"This sloppy guy is really a villain." Zhuang Wan scolded. The silver needle was so small that if it was hidden in the hair, it could easily avoid being searched and brought to the ring. During the stalemate with Yan Cheng, she took the opportunity to pierce his Hegu point.

, and no one off the court would notice such a small action of his.

Pang Ao said angrily: "If it weren't for Han's instruction, how could this sloppy man dare to carry out such a vicious plan? I will report this to the prince immediately!"

"General Pang, wait a minute!" Zhuang Wan called him: "Now that the competition is over, Sloppy must have disposed of the poisonous needle. If he is asked to accuse him, he will definitely not admit it, and maybe he will bite back and say that the general does not accept the competition.

As a result, he was framed."
Chapter completed!