The fate of the Great Qin Empire: Only I choose to be the Prince of the Ancestral Dragon!
39 Don’t misunderstand, I really didn’t do it on purpose!

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"Haha…"

Zhao Long smiled and shook his head.

No wonder the history books didn't record the whereabouts of Wang Jian and Wang Ben.

Wang Jian was older, and because his body did not live to the end of the Qin Dynasty, that was also normal.

However, Wang Ben was different…

Wang Ben was his son, a young man with extraordinary abilities. How could he have died together with him at the end of the Qin Dynasty?

The only explanation was that both father and son had died at the same time because of the irresistible force at that time!

In the peaceful times of ancient times, the greatest force of resistance was illness!

"Phew…"

Zhao Long let out a breath. No matter what, he had to save a General for Great Qin!

Blood infection was not a big deal in the modern world.

However, in ancient times, when there were no antibiotics, it was a fatal disease.

Not to mention Great Qin, even during the Ming Dynasty, when the Emperor Ming Wu fell into the water, his lungs suffered and he could only wait for death.

In modern times, this was not a problem.

However, in ancient times, where there were no antibiotics, it was a terminal illness!

"I have to think of a way…"

Zhao Long sighed. However, this was Great Qin, so they naturally did not have any antibiotics.

Therefore, he had to think of another way.

Sigh, there it is!

Blood transfusion!

Zhao Longxin thought,'I definitely can't invent antibiotics now…'

However, he could first transfuse blood and give Wang Jian a few breaths of relief…

Moreover, he could slowly recuperate and treat her later. At the very least, he could keep his life.

Even with Wang Jian's physique, self-healing was a problem!

Thinking of this, Zhao Long immediately went out." Men, prepare the car! Also, pick ten…no, twenty strong men for me!”

A…a brawny man?

After hearing Zhao Long's words, everyone in the military camp stopped in their tracks.

Brawny man?

Young Master, in our Black Tiger Army, you said that you specially picked twenty strong men?

Was there a need to specially choose?

Could it be that Young Master doesn't like our Black Tiger Army and thinks that we're too weak?

"Ah…"

As soon as he said that, Zhao Long was stunned.

It was as if the people in front of him were all strong men!

"Alright, then find twenty of them, bigger ones.”

Zhao Long said. Follow me on my horse, immediately!

"Yes!"

Zhao Long rode his horse and led a group of cavalrymen back to his Xingle Palace. After that, he headed straight for the outskirts, where Wang Jian's manor was.

"I am Young Master Zhao Long! Let me in!"

"Young Master?"

Hearing Zhao Long's identity, the guards of Marquis Wucheng's mansion instantly fell to their knees.

"Young Master, Marquis Tong Wu is not in today.”

"I know he isn't here, so I came to find Marquis Wu Cheng.”

"Young Master, Marquis Wucheng is seriously ill.”

"Nonsense, I wouldn't have come if I wasn't seriously ill. I'm here to treat him.”

Zhao Long said," Move!"

Rustle!

Immediately, the Dragon King Guards behind him stepped forward and dispersed the servants of Marquis Wucheng's residence.

"Lead the way, now!"

"Yes!"

Seeing this, a servant could only lead Zhao Long and the others forward.

Behind him were another eight Dragon King Guards and another twenty strong men from the Black Tiger Army!

There were originally ten Dragon King Guards, but since one of them was sent to deliver the message to Pei County in Sishui Commandery, and Zhang Han was selected together with Wang Ben, the remaining eight were assigned to protect Zhao Long.

" Young Master, Marquis Wucheng is inside. However, he's already bedridden…"

Looking at Zhao Long, the family members of Marquis Wucheng had complicated emotions in their eyes.

"I know. I'm here because of his illness.”

When Zhao Long heard this, he immediately took out some clothes from the Dragon King Guard's bag behind him and draped them over himself.

This scene, the Wang Clan's people were instantly dumbfounded!

In fact, their eyes could not help but reveal grief and indignation!

Huh?

Seeing this, Zhao Long was stunned for a moment before he instantly understood…

I…

I really didn't do it on purpose!

Although she wanted to be pretty and filial…

I'm wearing a white coat that's meant to be a doctor and protective clothing, not a mourning robe!

No wonder everyone was looking at me like that.

Do you think I'm cursing Marquis Wu Cheng to die?

"Everyone, this is my protective clothing, not my mourning robe…"

Zhao Long smiled awkwardly and said," Don't worry, I will save Marquis Wu Cheng today!”

As he spoke, Zhao Long picked up a thick piece of white cloth with water in the middle and put it on his mouth.

This was an ancient mask.

The water that he had just been soaked in was actually salt water.

That's right, salt water had the effect of disinfecting and killing soldiers in ancient times.

After all, this was the only way.

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