"Belika, are you okay?" Ran Jing asked with concern.

"It's okay, Shu Tan. I play with Yang Gan and Krisna every day, and this time I feel the most comfortable."

Belika stood up, grabbed Gongzijia's trouser legs, and dragged him out like a dead dog.

A middle-aged man ran over with a dozen tenant farmers holding farm tools. When they saw Ran Jing, they all knelt down.

"Meet the general."

"Get up and talk."

More than a dozen tenant farmers stood up, and the middle-aged man asked cautiously, "General, who are you? What happened?"

Ran Jing said, "I am Ran Jing, a guerrilla general of the border army. This time someone gathered a crowd to rebel and intended to assassinate the governor. Fortunately, these people have been killed and captured by us."

"What? How dare you assassinate the governor."

The middle-aged man's face was filled with frost, and he directly raised his hands to Ran Jing, "General, can you hand these people over to us and let us beat them to death on the spot?"

"Yes, Lord Sheriff, what a good people, I want to kill them."

"My son is still studying in the academy, and the governor didn't even ask for money. These people are so brave."

An old man in his seventies who lived on crutches pointed at Gongzili tremblingly, "I'm going to beat him to death~~~~"

Everyone was talking about it, but without exception they all said good things about Yang Qian.

Seeing everyone supporting Yang Qian so much, Ran Jing cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, this person cannot be handed over to you. We must take these people's corpses and living people and let the county governor take care of them."

After explanation, everyone made way.

Ran Jing returned to Zhuangzi with hundreds of corpses and prisoners. This time, no one in the army he led died, and only a few soldiers were injured.

Returning to Zhuangzi, other prisoners are easy to deal with. Gongzili needs to be restrained with handcuffs and shackles made of pig iron. This man is very skilled in martial arts. If he escapes, he will be in trouble.

Ran Jing hurriedly came upstairs. At this time, he had not yet taken off his armor, and his body was covered in blood.

"How was it handled?" Xiao Yu said calmly.

"It's taken care of. This time I encountered a hard problem and my knife was broken." Ran Jing said.

Xiao Yu's pupils shrank instantly, "Is this person dead or alive?"

"It all depends on Belika, otherwise we don't know how much trouble it will cause."

Everyone looked up and saw that Belika's face was also colored. Krisna walked over and looked at it and asked, "What's going on?"

Belika shook his head, "I don't know. This man is very skilled in martial arts, and his bronze sword is sharper than ordinary bronze swords. His muscles and bones are very strong. I beat him for a long time, but he didn't break any bones."

"Inside the cell?"

"right."

Krisna's eyes narrowed, this was a perfect sandbag.

Zhang Yumeng grabbed Yang Gan's hand, and everyone stood swarming beside the bed. You must know that Yang Gan's bed had a fence and was very large, so it suddenly became a bit crowded.

The doctors left one person to monitor in real time.

Suddenly, Zhang Yumeng jumped up and stared at Yang Gan's fingers.

"Did you, did you see it? He moved his hands."

Everyone stared at Yang Qian's fingers. After a long time, they all sighed and shook their heads. Apparently, they felt that Zhang Yumeng was hallucinating due to excessive longing.

"He really moved, you have to believe me." Zhang Yumeng grabbed Yang Qian's hand and covered his head

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The hair is disheveled, making people feel hysterical in the rain.

Mu Qing stepped forward and put Zhang Yumeng's hand on his chest, "Zhang Xiaoniang, you are here to take care of Yang Qian all the time. If you are tired, go and have a rest. Otherwise, Yang Qian will be sad when he wakes up and finds that you are ill." "

Zhang Yumeng's eyes were dull, and he suddenly grabbed Mu Qing and shook his shoulders continuously. "Mu Qing, believe me, Yang Gan's hand really moved."

Mu Qing frowned. Although she knew that this situation was very slim, she still hoped that what Zhang Yumeng said was true. Under Zhang Yumeng's strong request, she looked at Yang Qian's hand helplessly.

A few minutes later, when she was about to look away in disappointment, Yang Gan's fingers suddenly moved.

Mu Qing couldn't believe his eyes, but he was immediately overtaken by ecstasy.

"Xiao Niang Zhang is right, Yang Gan's fingers really moved." Mu Qing said excitedly to everyone.

The doctor who took Yang Qian's pulse frowned. He had never seen such a weird pulse before, but the trembling that followed made him ecstatic.

"Everyone, please note that the young master's pulse is still strengthened and is already half of his usual pulse intensity."

At the beginning, Yang Qian's pulse was strong and powerful. After drinking the medicinal liquid, his pulse became stable. After an hour, the intensity of his pulse was only one-third of the usual strength, as if it were like a candle. Like a fire, it needs to be extinguished at any time.

But it's not a problem now. His pulse started to surge and his stamina was strong. It was normal at first, but then the doctor showed a ghostly expression.

At this time, Yang Qian's pulse had increased to two-thirds of its usual intensity. This was only a short time.

The time for a cup of tea passed quickly. The doctor took his pulse, opened his eyes wide, and murmured in disbelief, "How can this person's pulse be so strong? It's unbelievable, unbelievable~~~!"

There was a sound of "Pa~~!"

Zhang Yumeng slapped the doctor on the head and complained, "Don't worry, when will he wake up?"

The doctor quickly calmed down and quickly explained, "Your pulse is strong and is still increasing. I estimate that you will wake up after the increase stops."

Zhang Yumeng crossed his arms and kept walking back and forth. He was extremely irritable, as if he was a volcano.

Yang Qian, who fell into a coma, felt that he had had a very long dream, in which he returned to his own world.

After returning to his home in the countryside from the big city, Yang Gan pushed open the door and entered after seeing a scene he would never forget until his death.

Dad, Mom...

Yang Gan's eyes were filled with tears. He didn't want any of the feudal officials or generals and armies, as long as he could return to his own world.

The puppy kept spinning around at his feet. Before Yang Gan could get the key to open the door, the door suddenly opened.

It was still the same as in my memory, a small home, neat and clean, with my mother standing at the door with a smile on her face.

"Son? Oh, when did you come back? It seems like today is not a day off. Why didn't you tell me earlier so that I could let your dad buy it..."

Yang Gan hugged her.

"Woooooooo~~~Mom, I miss you so much!!!"

"You kid, what's wrong? Next time you come back once a month. Don't go half a year without coming back. Your father and I miss you very much."

Suddenly, he felt a sense of hunger. Yang Gan touched his stomach and said sheepishly, "Mom, I'm starving. I want to eat."

"Hey, why didn't you tell me earlier? All the food at home will be given to me.

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Eating it black."

Yang Qian covered his chest, and it turned out that his own son was worse than a dog.

I have lived at home for several days, and I don’t know if it is a dream or reality. It may be because it has been a long time, but the experience in ancient times is like a dream.

After staying there for several days, Yang Gan was going back to the big city. This time he planned to see if he could put his job near his hometown. He enjoyed the taste of home very much.

My parents are so verbose every day, but...it's so warm that I almost shed tears.

On this day, when Yang Gan woke up in the morning, he felt that no matter how much he ate, it was never enough, as if he had been reincarnated by a starving ghost.

Mom walked over with a smile on her face, carrying breakfast.

Before Yang Gan could say anything, suddenly, the scene at home became distorted, and Yang Gan panicked.

"Aqian, you should pay attention to your safety when you are out there. Don't wrong yourself."

"Aqian, winter is coming soon. Remember to put on some extra clothes after you go out."

"Don't think that if you don't do well outside, you don't want to come back. Sometimes it's too deserted at home, so I just want you to go home."

Yang Gan's tears kept falling, and he instinctively felt that he might never have the chance to see his parents again in this life.

"Mom, Dad, if possible, you can have another child. If your son is gone, I won't be able to fulfill your filial piety from now on."

"Boom~~~~!"

The whole scene shattered instantly.

"Ha~~~~!"

Yang Gan, who was on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body looked like a fish about to drown.

He kept gasping for air, his face was pale, and sweat was pouring from his forehead.

"Hahahaha, the young master is awake, finally awake."

"Yang Gan, you finally wake up~~~!"

Continuous cheers rang out, and a huge stone fell to the ground in everyone's heart. The doctor quickly ran downstairs and announced the good news to everyone. At least his head was saved.

You must know that Yang Gan is only nine years old, and the death rate at this age is already high. If he dies, all the doctors here will lose their lives.

Yang Gan stared blankly at everything in front of him, tears constantly flowing out.
To be continued...