Shu Yu was startled; the person lying on the ground was actually Cheng Xian?
Moreover, it seemed that Cheng Xian had already passed out, with blood-stained clothes, clearly severely injured.
Ma Lu, who knew Cheng Xian the best, as they were direct superiors and subordinates but also considered friends, immediately ran forward upon seeing him lying on the ground like this, "Guard Cheng Xian, how did this happen?"
Zhao Xi also frowned. Once the ropes on his hands were untied, he squatted beside Cheng Xian and checked his pulse.
Cheng Xian was indeed seriously injured, with no less than seven or eight wounds visible right before them. He was still burning with fever, and if not treated promptly, his life would be at risk.
But even the most skillful housewife can't cook without rice; Zhao Xi's medical kit, packs, and bottles had all been confiscated. No matter how skilled he was in medicine, he couldn't do much.
However...
