Sun Shangxiang carefully untied the wound cloth on Sun Yi's body. After a few days, most of the wounds had closed, and fresh pink meat grew, leaving only two severe injuries on the waist and back. After untied the cloth, a faint fishy smell was revealed. Sun Shangxiang soaked the towel in salt water and pinched it half dry.

"A Yi, hold on."

"It's okay." Sun Yi gritted his teeth.

Sun Shangxiang slowly wiped the pus from the wound with a cloth towel, and stopped until the bright red blood flowed out. He took out the medicine box, dug out a piece with his fingers, and carefully applied it to the wound. The originally hot wound suddenly became a little cooler, and Sun Yi let out a sigh.

"Our medicine is better."

"What medicine did Yuan Tan give you?"

"I started using our medicine, but I had too many wounds at that time, so he quickly used up his medicine, so he had to use other medicines temporarily. Those medicines were not good, they were still expensive, no wonder no one bought them."

"Wow——" Sun Shangxiang raised her fingers with ointment and blocked her mouth, looked at Sun Ce who was sleeping soundly on the table, and reminded Sun Yi to whisper.

Sun Yi understood and tiptoed to the edge of the couch to get a quilt, covered it with Sun Ce, then pulled Sun Shangxiang out of the door, took it to the door, sat on the steps in front of the hall, and talked about his experiences over the past few days. After he finished speaking, Sun Shangxiang told him about his situation after he left, especially when Sun Ce's reaction just after receiving the news that Sun Yi was dead in the evening.

"Brother is really worried about you, don't blame him." Sun Shangxiang tentatively touched Sun Yi's swollen face. "He hasn't slept soundly for so many days. Now that you are back, he can fall asleep."

"Hiss--" Sun Yi took a breath of air, held Sun Shangxiang's little hand and pressed it into his palm. "I didn't blame him. If it were Ah Weng, it would be more ruthless than this. I know now that no matter how good a person's martial arts is, it's useless. At most, I can only escape by saving my life. If I really want to break the formation and kill the enemy, I have to rely on my overall strength to form a formation to fight. None of the knights I met were my opponents, but there were many people. I only shot two arrows, and they shot more than a dozen arrows. If it weren't for the armor of the Jin, I might not be able to withstand the first attack."

He paused and suddenly said, "Little sister, I also want to form my own personal guard cavalry, and follow my elder brother to fight to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions."

——

Sun Ce slept until dawn. When he heard the sound of Sun Yi and Sun Shangxiang talking in the yard, he was stunned for a moment. Then he realized that he was not dreaming. Sun Yi was really back. He patted his forehead and sighed. He wanted to hear Sun Yi talk about his experience last night, but he didn't expect to fall asleep as soon as he sat down. He lifted the quilt covered on his body, stood up, stretched, and moved his sore muscles and bones, and he felt refreshed.

He gently pushed open the door and came to the hall. Sun Yi was practicing martial arts with Sun Shangxiang, his face was still swollen, but his expression was very calm, but he was a little calmer. Feeling Sun Ce's arrival, Sun Yi turned his head and took a look, walked over, bowed and bowed.

"Brother."

Sun Ce nodded, wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back. "After breakfast, write a report by yourself, no less than a thousand words."

"Here."

Sun Ce snorted and turned to wash. Mi Lan had already prepared salt and clear water. Seeing Sun Ce in, she looked at Sun Yi and Sun Shangxiang in the yard and whispered: "Husband, your hands are too heavy. A Yi's face is swollen. It won't be able to get rid of it in two or three days."

"Don't fight, no one will fight." Sun Ce also lowered his voice. "I used to be too indulging in them that such a thing would happen. If I don't stop this unhealthy trend, there will be another next time."

"That's true. You younger brothers and sisters are all brave. Needless to say, Shang Ying wanted to find her husband by herself, so Zhong Mou Xiumu went out to hunt tigers. Even Ji Zuo, who likes to study, debated with his husband because of a little problem. Fortunately, his husband is Zhang Fujun, who is knowledgeable, and it would be impossible if he was someone else."

Sun Ce asked casually, "How did you know?"

Mi Lan was silent for a moment. "Mrs. Zhao talked about it last time she came to Gepi."

"Zhang Fujun's wife?"

Mi Lan nodded, her eyes a little unnatural, and she dared not look at Sun Ce. Sun Ce bent his mouth and remembered what Guo Jia said, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. But he didn't say anything. Mi Family is rich, but merchants are untouchables and have no status. A famous scholar like Zhang Zhao is willing to make friends with Mi Family, but Mi Family has no reason to refuse. Isn't the reason why Mi Family supports him with his full strength just to improve his status?

Now they got what they wanted [Update Fast]. Of course, from another perspective, he got what they wanted. If Zhang Zhao had not changed his mind and let go of the narcissism of famous scholars and superiors, let alone Mi Lan is just a concubine, even if she is the wife, Zhang Zhao might not have looked at Mi Family directly.

Marriage is politics, and it may be a means to use it well.

"What else did Mrs. Zhao say?" Sun Ce washed his face and sat down, but did not start eating immediately. "You should learn more from Sister Quan, don't be afraid. There is no shame in the origin of a businessman. There are some things that are hard to say between men. It will be much easier to transfer through you, but you need to be more careful and don't easily agree to them. Generally speaking, what you need to transfer is something that is difficult to handle on the official side."

Mi Lan stroked her chest and quietly breathed, smiling like a flower. "Husband, I understand."

Sun Yi, Sun Shangxiang finished practicing martial arts, washed his face and came back to have dinner. Sun Ce asked Sun Shangxiang to see if Guo Jia got up, and when he got up, he asked him to come over for breakfast together. Sun Shangxiang jumped. Sun Ce glanced at Sun Yi. "How about the injury?"

"It's okay, my little sister has already helped me with medicine."

"What do you know about little sister? Let's go back and see the doctor."

"Brother, it's really okay. Doctor Hua has seen it for me, but he helped me pull the arrow."

"Hua Tuo is in Chenliu?"

"He was in Bencaotang, Changyi, and Yuan Envoy sent someone to invite him. He went back and forth for more than 600 miles, and five horses died."

Sun Ce frowned. Yuan Tan was very interested. This favor was considered a clear-cut. "Changyi also has a Bencao tang?"

"Yes, but there are few herbs in Shanyang and are far away in Mount Tai, so I mainly buy medicine from Nanyang. Doctor Hua's bestiality is external trauma. He has a medicine called Ma or something. If you drink a bowl of it, it will not hurt even if you break your stomach. But I heard that drinking too much of that medicine will ruin my brain, so I didn't drink it."

Sun Ce looked at Sun Yi in surprise, but still couldn't help it. He pulled Sun Yi over, lifted up his clothes, and checked his wound. The wound was wrapped in cloth, and the specific location was not visible, but from the corresponding position of the abdomen, it was not a penetrating injury. The arrow was left in Sun Yi's belly, and it was not easy to take it out. Sun Yi ran so far with the arrow again, and his internal organs were injured. No wonder Yuan Tan wanted to invite a surgeon like Hua Tuo, and the doctor could not cure it at all.

"Does it still hurt?" Sun Ce felt heartbroken and gently stroked Sun Yi's wound, his tone became much gentler.
Chapter completed!