"What happened?"

Feng Qing came out of the tent and was a little worried.

"Cheng Yao..." Chu Ze pulled Feng Qing aside and lowered his voice.

"Cheng Yao has been using her own blood to help the soldiers detoxify."

Feng Qing's breathing instantly froze and he looked at Chu Ze in panic.

"What did you say?"

"Cheng Yao is using his own blood to detoxify the soldiers..." Chu Ze lowered his eyes and clenched his hands tightly.

Feng Qing took a deep breath and quickly walked towards the tent.

No wonder, no wonder the antidote is so difficult to match, no wonder...

No wonder Cheng Yao has always had a bad face.

"General, Hua Xi is back!"

The personal soldiers of the Feng family came to report, and Hua Xi was back.

Hua Xi's face had not yet faded, and he broke into the camp in panic.

"Cheng Yao..."

"Where is Cheng Yao?"

Feng Qing stood by the bed guiltily and looked away.

Hua Xi fell to the ground, testing Cheng Yao's pulse, and felt the faint pulse and breathed a sigh of relief.

"fine……"

Fortunately, he didn't come back late.

Putting the blood-enriching pills into Cheng Yao's mouth, Hua Xi's eyes fell to the ground with a black look.

He arrived overnight, his body was seriously injured and not healed...
Chapter completed!