The Delicate Prince and His Shrewd Peasant Consort

After the three had written their names, they followed the Han to another camp. First www.wuxiaspot.com

Along the way, Liu Yan was so anxious that she wanted to know what was happening to Nangong Yan now, but she didn't know how to ask this person with a mouth.

Before reaching the door of the tent, a soldier shouted, "Liu Meng, hurry up and send some people over. A few wounded are feverish."

Liu Meng? Liu Ye thought to himself, isn't there such a clever thing in the world? Is this the aunt ’s son? This long one is too sturdy, no wonder, such an old age can't marry a daughter-in-law.

I was sulking, and I felt someone pushed myself.

Liu Yan almost stumbled.

"Langzhong, hurry up to the wounded." Liu Meng pointed at the soldier in front of him and said, "Follow him, hurry and follow him."

Liu Yan suddenly appeared anxious, if she was separated from Zhu Yuanyurun, it would be too dangerous! The two of them were not as calm as her.

"What are you still doing? Hurry and go. Didn't you hear that you need to send more staff, apprentices, two apprentices, follow up, hurry up!" Liu Meng shouted at Liu Ye, and began to pull the beads And Yurun.

"Yes, yes!" Liu Yan hurried to Zhu Yuanyurun and ran towards the soldier.

I thought while running, it was too dangerous just now.

After arriving at the camp, Liu Ye found that there were wounded soldiers throughout the camp, and when he walked in, he could smell a **** smell.

Some soldiers' wounds were not treated well, and infection had already occurred, so they started to burn.

"Here." The soldier was obviously not as fierce as Liu Meng.

Liu Ye looked in the direction he was pointing. The patient had burned and started talking nonsense.

"Zhu Yuan, Gu Yu, come here to help." Liu Yan said.

Zhu Yuanyurun, who ran behind her as soon as she smoked, apparently had never seen such a scene, but helping Liu Ye to treat patients with wounds was something they often did.

"You hold back, I want to remove all the purulent parts, if it hurts, you can shout out." Liu Yan said to the feverish soldier.

The soldier was briefly awake, and he nodded, indicating that he had heard clearly what Liu Ye said.

The medical conditions here are particularly rudimentary and there is no anesthesia facility, which worried Liu Ye a little. She looked around and saw a ragged white cloth strip.

Mali rolled the white cloth into pieces, and she stuffed it into the man's mouth.

"If you can't stand it, you should bite this cloth."

After the preparations were completed, Liu Yan asked, "Is the knife disinfected?"

Zhu Yuan said, "No, you have to wait for a while. The fire just rose and the knife is not ready."

Liu Yi glanced around, and there were no people around who seemed to be in charge, so he took the cloth strips from the soldier's mouth and asked, "You're all wounded like this, coach?"

"The coach is in the camp and discussing with the deputy general how to fight." After that soldier closed his eyes again.

Nangong Yu, you're fine, you're really fine.

When Liu Ye heard the news, she almost shed tears. The worries along the way, the nights and nights of trouble, seemed to disappear.

Nangong Yu, thank God, you are not injured.

As soon as Liu Ye calmed down, Zhu Yuan came over with a knife.