Cannon fodder is a full-level boss

Zeng Shu has always been a patient person, otherwise she would become the odd one out among her sisters, playing with her brothers at a young age.

But her personality is naturally like this, and she also hates it.

She likes to be like her elder and second sisters, following the rules every day, like a wooden man without feelings, which is really boring.

Zeng Shu broke the straw in her hand.

I don’t know how many incense sticks have been spent. The poor straw has been tortured in Zeng Shu’s hands. It was originally dry, and now it has become a wrinkled ball.

Alas! I don’t know when my father will calm down and send someone to pick her up.

It should be soon. After all, her mother loves her so much. After getting the news, she will definitely help her beg her father.

In her impression, although her mother always speaks softly, her father always listens to her.

Her slightly tense heart was put down again.

She really wanted to spend the night in this big prison. After sitting for so long, even if there was some straw under her body, it was still a bit uncomfortable for her who had been delicate since childhood!

Looking at the only window on the top of the cell for ventilation, Zeng Shu hugged her slightly cold arms.

The light outside gradually disappeared, and I am afraid that night is coming soon.

Alas, I don’t know if Brother Lu is being punished by my father for her.

It should be possible, after all, she begged her father like that.

Zeng Shu changed her posture, propped up her head with both hands, and thought about a lot of things.

…

"Cough cough cough——"

"Cough cough cough——"

The man next door started coughing, but the sound was so uncomfortable that it seemed like he was coughing out his lungs. On the contrary, this person seemed to be noticed by others.

The cough was very small.

It sounded muffled, as if he was covering his mouth with something.

But the occasional coughs were really hard to ignore.

So, although she agreed not to talk to that person anymore, Zeng Shu turned her head because of curiosity.

This turn of head scared Zeng Shu!

"Hey, hey, hey, the guy next door, what happened to you? Are you okay?"

"Hey, are you still conscious? Can you hear me?"

Zeng Shu put her hands on the iron bars that were in the way, with a panicked look on her face.

Maybe because she stood up, she saw it more clearly than before.

Although it was winter, the weather was still quite cold. She wore several layers of clothes, but she was thin and it was obvious. But even so, in the prison of Shengjing, she still felt a little bit of bone-penetrating cold.

But this man was only wearing a thin inner garment.

Under the white clothes, the white and almost transparent skin was faintly visible.

His eyes were tightly closed, as if he was asleep.

On the side of his collar, a ball of red was like a blooming flower-very dazzling!

"Oh my god! There's so much blood!"

"Is he vomiting blood? How could he vomit blood?"

"Hey! Wake up! You can't sleep, you'll die if you sleep!"

Or is this man dead?

Zeng Shu, who had never seen such a scene, suddenly felt a sticky feeling in her palms.

Her heart was instantly panicked.

Even though she was usually afraid of everything, she was still a twelve-year-old girl after all.

Growing up, although there were always people around her who died every few years, death was a completely unfamiliar word to her.

But she had never really seen someone die in front of her.

Zeng Shu shouted loudly!

"Come on! Is there anyone? Come on!"

"Someone is dying, hurry... help call a doctor, the person next to me seems to be dying!"

...

So noisy.

Yan Ling couldn't help complaining when he heard the voice in his ear.

But he really didn't have the strength to open his eyes, let alone speak.

However, he didn't feel too panic in his heart. After all, as long as his soul was destroyed, even if this body really survived this crisis, he would just change the world and continue his journey.

It wasn't something difficult to accept.

It's just that he hasn't encountered such a state for a long time.

Although because of the high fever of this body, even his consciousness was a little drowsy, but surprisingly, some of the things in his head that he had deliberately forgotten suddenly came to mind.

It was fragmented, but it happened to be pieced together.

That was the time when he had not officially become a member of the fast-travel bureau, but just participated in the rookie trial mission as a selected person.

At that time, he was not as good at everything as in the later period.

On the contrary, it was more like today.

He was unable to control the development of the situation, and ended up in a mess.

Look carefully - at that time, he seemed to be naive in everything he did.

He cared about everything and let go of everything.

But he had to let go.

…

"Doctor, this man is coughing up blood. Are you sure he is okay?" Zeng Shu stood aside. In order to take care of the patient, she also gave the few straws she had to this inmate who was still unconscious and suspected to die at any time.

The old man who called himself a doctor stretched out his hand to flip the man's eyelids, and finally touched his beard, and said with certainty, "Originally, there was something wrong, but it was because of the blood clots in the chest that were blocked that he vomited out, and now he is fine."

"However, this person's body is very weak, probably because of the problem brought from the mother's womb. Before coming here, he was probably carefully taken care of. So although it is fatal now, he has a low fever. If he continues to live in such a cold place, even if someone is hanging on every day, he may lose his life at any time."

The doctor's eyes fell on the young boy in front of him.

The doctor was an ordinary doctor from the world, but he was stupid.

It was the first time for him to treat a patient in prison, but he thought it was reasonable.

Who were the people in prison? They were people with knives hanging on their necks!

One day, he said, he would hold his hand steady.

With a snap, the head fell to the ground.

Throughout history, few people who were sent to prison could get out safely.

On the way the doctor and his companions led him here, the jailers they saw all had ferocious faces, and their mouths opened as if they could bite off a piece of human flesh. They were so scary that no one dared to say anything.

But later, in front of the little prince, they were restrained like cats.

He was very polite and asked about her health.

The doctor was not stupid and knew at once that the young princess who asked him to treat her was of ordinary status.

He looked at the man lying on the straw with a weak face.

He sighed in his heart.

The news of Shengjing had spread a long time ago. Because of the cheating in the imperial examination, all candidates were arrested, and even those who were innocent were not spared.

Seeing that this man looked weak, he was probably one of those unlucky candidates.

He had been injected with needles and taken pills to reduce fever. He even said a few more words than he should have said.

All the rest——

can only be attributed to this man's luck...