Chapter 2 — My Sister Waits To Be Queen, And I Lead The God Of War Back

The old military doctor was so excited that his whole body trembled. He quickly reached out to check Co Lam's pulse. Right after that, his eyes immediately widened.

"The statue's pulse... although the statue's pulse is still weak, it has become more stable and much stronger than before! It's held! It's held! The general's life is saved!"

Lam Phong knelt to the ground. That seven-meter-tall man turned towards me and slammed his head heavily.

"Madam! Thank you for saving the general's life!"

This call "ma'am"... is a word of gratitude coming from the bottom of my heart. There was no longer any reluctance. The soldiers standing around also looked at me with completely different eyes. That look was no longer guarded. It's no longer pity. But it turned into a shock. Turned into awe. I reached out my hand to help Lam Phong stand up, my tone still calm as before.

“His life was indeed saved.”

“But the poison in the body has not been resolved yet.”

“From today onwards, all of his food, medicine, and care will be taken over by me alone.”

“Without my permission, no one is allowed to come near him.”

My voice is not loud. But every sentence and every word carries an authority that makes it impossible for others to doubt or refute. No one dares to stand up and protest anymore. I officially moved into the main courtyard of the general's palace. In the days that followed, my life almost became that of a true "housewife", not stepping out of the main door all day, nor setting foot through the inner door. We have only one job each day. That's being there to take care of Co Lam. Of course. In everyone's eyes, I am devotedly taking care of the unconscious general. But in reality... I am borrowing the power of the system to methodically and systematically treat him. The Nine Turns Soul Pill only helped save Co Lam's life. But the poison called "Thac Cot" still exists in his body, just like a time bomb that could explode at any time. I want to solve that poison. We are forced to rely on the medicinal herbs in the system's store, then prepare the antidote ourselves. But all of those things... Require accumulated points. Therefore, during the day, in the name of "praying for the general's blessings", we opened a small medical shop right in the general's palace, providing free medical examination and treatment for the soldiers. 【Nail! Successfully treated soldier Vuong Nhi's knife wound, receiving +10 cumulative points.】 【Ding! Cured soldier Ly Tu's wind and cold, received +5 accumulated points.】 My accumulated points keep increasing little by little. The soldiers in the general's palace were initially still half-trusting and half-skeptical towards this "general's wife" who suddenly appeared from the capital. However, according to each patient, we can easily cure it. Each wound is treated neatly. According to each disease we treat, the medicine will be cured. The way people addressed me in the palace also gradually changed. From the initial call "Miss Shen". Has turned into the word "ma'am" full of respect and respect. Lam Phong even more persistently followed all my arrangements. Almost every day he comes to report to me the situation in military camp. At the same time, tell me all the things that happened before Co Lam fell into a coma.

“Madam.”

"People once said that the poison the general was exposed to was not caused by the Northern Dich people."

“But that day on the battlefield, the person who directly fought with the general was indeed the number one warrior of the North Dich.”

Lam Phong frowned tightly. He thought forever. No matter how I think about it, I can't understand it. I used the silver needles converted from the system to acupuncture Co Lam, and calmly said: "The poison used by the Bac Dich people has always been overbearing and strong, either causing people to die on the spot, or completely ineffective. As for this type of 'Food Bone' that can continuously erode vitality, the poisoning method is even more similar to the methods of some sinister sects in the Central Plains." I paused for a moment, looked at Co Lam who was still unconscious on the bed, then continued: "Furthermore, have you ever thought about it? Why did the Bac Dich people know the general's march route so clearly, and were able to set up an ambush so precisely?"