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The accompanying doctor also rushed over and replaced his right hand with a new gauze, frowned and advised, "Young Master, if you work too much like this, you will lose your energy."

Mi Huang's massage skills, let alone, were really very skilled. After pressing for a while, Cheng Jia slowly sat on the chair and fell asleep.

Everyone watched Cheng Jia leaning on the bench and breathing lightly, and they all quit the tent, leaving him and Mi Huang who was still continuing the work he had not completed.

"How is he?" asked Mi Huang.

"I feel a little mentally weak, some heart rate is unstable, insufficient qi and blood, and the right hand is injured, so I am extremely prone to fatigue. Now what the young master needs most is rest, sleep, and supplementary diet. Then it is best to have a place to rest in an absolutely quiet place, otherwise he will be so nervous and a turbulent movement will inevitably wake up. Tai Nu's massage skills are very good, and it would be better if he can relieve him for a while."

"Okay, then tell everyone not to disturb him, and then let the kitchen prepare the best food. No one of the envoys this time can treat everyone badly. Everyone must maintain full physical strength and energy."

"Okay!" The doctor took the order and arranged it.

Cheng Jia is now the head of the Chu State mission. Many major decisions need to be made by him. He can't just die of overwork. When everyone was doing it, he thought of the young master Yan Bingyun Yan, who had been lurking for four years in the Ba State.

I don’t know what he was thinking. Cheng Dechen said in harmony: “I will enter the palace tonight, but after all, I have few things to get on the surface. Deputy Envoy Fan, you can no longer hide your weakness at this time.”

Cheng Jia smiled bitterly, thinking that the other party must have thought the last file was obtained by his father's secret power, but God knows that the power that his father secretly took care of the emperor had never even been exposed to. However, after thinking about it, he felt that he really needed to ask, at least to ensure Yan Bingyun's safety in the Ba Kingdom.

That night, in the secret courtyard, Cheng Jia summoned Chen Huang and told him about his concerns with Cheng Dechen. Chen Huang's face reaction made Cheng Jia have some ominous signs.

"It has been eight days since the crow's greeting in the yard." Chen Huang frowned very tightly.

"This kind of news should not be known at your level." Cheng Jia smiled and shook his head, "But I won't ask you how you know. I just want to remind the hospital through you and let the Pakistani country pay attention to safety."

Chen Huang shook his head: "It's all single-line contacts. If it breaks down, it's hard to continue. Besides, as the chief spy of the Pakistani secret country, if something happens to him, it will be useless to contact him."

"Anyway, I need to remind him to pay attention to safety." A cold look happened in Cheng Jia's eyes. He didn't like to give up anyone because of the country's ligament, especially Yan Bingyun, who was the son of a high-ranking official, lurked for four years and sacrificed a lot. Today, Cheng Jia has long regarded himself as a member of the Qing State. He naturally has a sense of awe for Yan Bingyun who he had never met.

Cheng Jia thought of another thing. He looked at Chen Huang calmly: "I have a task, but I can't go through the yard. I hope I can ask for your help."

Chen Huang looked at the adults in a daze.

"I can't report it to Dean Chen." Cheng Jia's tone was very calm, but Chen Huang could hear the chill mixed in it.

"Yes." The word "Yes," Chen Huang knew that he had already taken all his life on this seemingly gentle but actually cruel young adult. As for the hospital, President Chen just told him to listen to Lord Fan and did not explain anything else.
Chapter completed!