Don't punish me, don't punish me, I've just managed to rise up, I can't be sent back to the cold bench again...
"Oh, alright."
Gu Jiao sat back down on the cushion.
Master Hu clutched his chest in shock, almost thinking he was doomed...
Gu Jiao's meal was simple, two pieces of steamed bread, some pickled vegetables. Today, the reserve camp slaughtered a pig, making cabbage braised pork for the military officers. Master Hu saved a bowl for Gu Jiao as well.
War consumes energy, and appetite increases. Gu Jiao devoured the food on the table, leaving nothing behind, much to the wide-eyed astonishment of Master Hu.
Gu Jiao went to the wounded soldiers' camp.
Chang Wei's situation was special, with a possibility of an attack rebound. He was placed in a separate wounded soldiers' camp, guarded by two Hei Fengqi cavalrymen.
When Gu Jiao entered, the medical officer's attendant was feeding him porridge.
He turned his face away in refusal, leaving the attendant in a dilemma.
