Countless sergeants carried buckets and basins and rushed to the inner courtyard to put out the fire.
The governor's bedroom was already in flames, and the fire quickly spread to the rooms on both sides.
??The architectural decoration and even furniture of this era are all made of various types of wood. Once a fire breaks out, buckets of well water will be poured on it, which will not help at all.
You can only wait until it burns out and pull it down.
The sergeants looked despairingly at the burning furnace-like bedroom. Master Zhongcheng was afraid that the worst was in danger
"It's over, it's all my fault, why are you drinking with Zhongcheng" Zheng Yuanshao's eyes were red, and he didn't know whether it was reflected by the firelight or the smoke.
"I should get drunk with Zhongcheng." He murmured in despair: "Zhongcheng, I'm here"
Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards the sea of ??fire.
"Hurry and hold him!" Feng Qianhu shouted, and the soldiers hurriedly grabbed the heartbroken Deputy Ambassador Zheng.
At this time, a soldier found a thick quilt. Feng Qianhu grabbed it, wrapped it around him and shouted: "Drench it with water!"
¡°Qianhu, let¡¯s go in!¡± his subordinates advised.
"Cut the nonsense!" Feng Qianhu roared: "Water it!"
The sergeants had no choice but to pour buckets of well water on the quilt.
When watering, Feng Qianhu asked Zheng Yuanshao sternly: "Where is Zhongcheng?"
"On the bed." Zheng Yuanshao lost his voice.
"Damn it, let's fight!" Feng Qianhu roared, holding the heavy wet quilt with both hands, and rushed into the fire.
"Protect Qianhu!" The soldiers quickly poured water from the doorway of the house.
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Feng Qianhu felt as if he had been rushed into a furnace. The surroundings in front of his eyes were filled with fire, and the light from the fire made it difficult for him to open his eyes.
The billowing smoke made him cough violently, and Feng Qianhu quickly covered his mouth and nose with the corners of his quilt.
White steam rises from the quilt on your body, and it won¡¯t take long to catch fire.
At this time, he couldn't care about so much. He narrowed his eyes and barely made out the door to the inner room, and rushed in.
As soon as he entered, he tripped over someone beneath his feet, staggered and almost fell to the ground. He quickly squatted down to check, and he could vaguely see that it was Lin San who was half burnt.
Feng Qianhu found that squatting down would make him feel better, so he used his hands and feet to crawl towards the head of the bed.
However, there was no trace of anyone on the burning canopy bed.
Feng Qianhu couldn¡¯t help but be horrified, wondering if it was burned to ashes?
By this time, he was already unconscious, the quilt on his body was on fire, and holes were burned through the leather boots under his feet.
Feng Qianhu couldn't hold on any longer. When he was about to turn around and crawl out of the sea of ??fire, he caught a glimpse of a figure under the corner of the wall.
He quickly crawled over to check and found that this was Lin Run he was looking for.
Feng Qianhu threw himself on Lin Run and put out the fire on his body. Then with unimaginable willpower, she picked him up and rushed out of the bedroom.
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At this time, the soldiers outside pushed a water dragon and shot the water column into the door, finally suppressing the fierce fire.
Everyone¡¯s hearts were clenched together, feeling that every moment was so long.
When people were about to suffocate in the torture, they suddenly saw a huge shadow rushing out of the sea of ????fire.
"It's out, it's out!" Everyone cheered excitedly and hurriedly poured water on the Hokage to put out the fire.
As soon as Feng Qianhu rushed out, he suddenly fell to the ground.
The sergeants quickly lifted off the dark, smoking quilt, lifted up Feng Qianhu, whose face was covered with blisters and his hair was yellow and curly, and poured water into him.
It was only then that everyone realized that Feng Qianhu had brought out a dark man. His hair and eyebrows had been burned off, and his whole body was pitch black with shocking red. Only the outline of his facial features could vaguely tell that he was Lin Zhongcheng.
A group of subordinate officials quickly gathered around and shouted: "Zhongcheng, Zhongcheng, wake up quickly!"
But Lin Run remained unresponsive and motionless.
" Seeing Lin Zhongcheng, a man of extraordinary splendor, being burned into a state where he was neither a human nor a ghost, Zheng Yuanshao's eyes went straight and he felt as if his head was about to split.
A policeman named Niu stretched out his hand tremblingly, holding on to his last hope, and felt Lin Run's breath, and suddenly said excitedly: "You still have some breath!"
This sound was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Zheng Yuanshao directly on the forehead.
"Call the doctor quickly, Zhongcheng is still alive!" The officials shouted one after another, but no one noticed that Deputy Zheng was lying unconscious on the ground.
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??Previously, everyone¡¯s attention was on saving people. After rescuing Lin Run, they noticed that the fire had spread, and the mortgage room not far away was also burning fiercely.
Several guards guarding the deposit room slapped their thighs in shock. Now all the account books inside were destroyed!
"The back house can't be saved. Quickly demolish everything on both sides of the hanging flower door that can catch fire. Don't let it burn to the front yard!" Niu Qianshi quickly ordered everyone to stop the damage.
The sergeants hurriedly followed orders and tried their best to control the fire in the backyard.
After a cup of tea, Shanghai magistrate Zhang Yi arrived with a few old doctors with gray beards.
"Rescue Zhongcheng quickly!" The soldiers pulled out their swords in a hurry and shouted at the old doctors: "If we can't save him, you won't be able to live anymore!"
Several old doctors hurriedly stepped forward to check Lin Run's pulse.
Seeing that the dignified governor was seriously burned in his own county, Zhang Yi felt dizzy and almost fainted.
Everyone holds their breath, waiting for the outcome of the trial.
However, what was waiting for him was the doctor shaking his head and sighing.
"Zhongcheng's injury is too serious. There is nothing we can do. We can only clean his mouth and nose to make him feel more comfortable, and then pour some honey water to prevent the fire poison from attacking his heart"
"How dare you say no without trying it?!" the officials shouted impatiently: "You are really tired of living, aren't you?!"
"We really don't have the ability." The doctors explained bitterly: "Rush treatment will only be counterproductive and make Zhongcheng completely hopeless."
"Oh?" Zhang Yi was stunned when he heard this, and asked in a deep voice: "Then who can save Zhong Cheng?"
"If anyone can save Zhongcheng, it must be Jiangnan Hospital." The doctors hurriedly said:
"The world knows 'Wan Mi Zhai's prescriptions, Li Shizhen's medicine', and the surgical master Li Lunming. These three are all in Jiangnan Hospital."
"Go and invite them here quickly!" Niu Qianshi ordered loudly.
"It's best to send Zhongcheng directly. Firstly, it saves time, and secondly, I heard that the treatment conditions at Jiangnan Hospital are the best in Ming Dynasty." The doctors hurriedly suggested.
"You, hurry up and notify Jiangnan Hospital to prepare." Niu Qianshi felt that it made sense, so he said in a deep voice: "Prepare the fastest boat and set off for Kunshan now!"
This trip to Kunshan is against the current. In fact, riding a horse or a car is faster than taking a boat, but it is too bumpy. Zhong Cheng is afraid that he will be bumped to death before he reaches Jiangnan Hospital.
Zhang Yi immediately ordered people to open the city gate and let the riders from Kunshan gallop away.
Then everyone carefully carried Lin Run to the boat, and Niu Qianshi and two doctors took care of Lin Zhongcheng on the boat.
They also arranged forty strong boatmen to paddle alternately and sail upstream along the river in the dark.
Fortunately, the Wusong River has entered the dry season and the water flow is slow. Dozens of oars were sliding desperately at the same time, and the reverse movement was not slow at all.
ps. The first update of four consecutive updates, okay, I finally relented. Return it to you, Lin Zhongcheng. Asking for a monthly ticket. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com