Just when the bloody and tragic past hidden deep in his memory emerged in his mind one by one...
"Uncle Battle, it's time for lunch!" Mei Liangchen walked in from the outside carrying two bowls of slimy porridge. Her hands were burned by the hot porridge, so she put down the bowl and jumped and blew her fingers, looking like a little girl.
Battle's old eyes became kind, he looked at her and smiled and said: "She still hasn't grown up like she was when she was a child."
"Hoho...were I like this when I was a child?..." She smiled and sighed slightly: "What if people never grow up! Do you think so, Uncle Battle?" She held up the hot porridge.
She gave it to him, turned around and ran out again: "I haven't picked up the cooking cakes yet. Besides, the cook secretly boiled eggs for you!" She smiled and ran away, leaving Barter, who had moistened his eyebrows and eyes, slowly lowering his head and staring at the porridge bowl.
, but didn’t say a word for a while...
He must do something for her.
When Mayne stubbornly wanted to live according to her wishes, he had to clear the way for her. Even though the deceased master had predicted that Mayne would not die easily, he had sworn to God that he would never die.
Allowing the tragedy of Gol Summit to happen again. That's Mayne
The last injury he suffered was also the lowest bottom line he could give. He would do his best to protect her, even if the person who hurt her was the all-conquering God of War in the Hongwu Continent. If he became Mayne's fate, he would not care.
Kill him at all costs...
Meditating intently.
"Uncle Battle, look who's here!" She happily led a man into the stable.
The man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, plump lips, and a look as warm as the spring breeze is the military doctor Bai Yin. He came to the military camp from the palace for a consultation. He thought of Battelle's injury and stopped by to take a look.
Mei Liangchen put the hot boiled eggs on the simple dining table, "I'll help Mr. Baiyin serve the rice. You guys can talk first."
Baiyin watched her go out with a smile, and took out the medical equipment from the medical box. Battelle was silent, holding the porridge bowl but not putting it down. He stretched out his hand and pushed the egg to Baiyin. "Sir, please cushion it first.
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"I have better food than you, you don't have to let me!" He pushed the egg back.
Battelle no longer refused, peeled the egg open in front of Bai Yin, stuffed it into his mouth politely, and chewed it whole. He ate too fast and choked instead. He took the hot porridge from Bai Yin.
Angry, choking and coughing, looking funny and embarrassed...
"Barter, no one is competing with you, eat slowly!" Baiyin also sat down in the stable. He looked around and asked about yesterday's events with a smile. "General, did you have lunch here yesterday?"
Battle nodded, "Well, he and Lord Agula drank two bowls of noodles in the stable."
Baiyin smiled and sighed: "Now, you and Mayne are famous even if you don't want to be famous!!"
"Who is famous? Lord Baiyin!" Mei Liangchen walked in the door with a smile, carrying hot porridge and pancakes.
"It's you, Mei Enjia!" Bai Yin stood up, took the bowls and chopsticks, and sat at the dinner table with Mei Liangchen, chatting happily. Mei Liangchen had a very good impression of Bai Yin and regarded him as his big brother.
, there was endless talk during the dinner. But Bartel was correspondingly taciturn. He finished his meal in silence, huddled on the straw mat and lit the pot again.
In the curling smoke, he looked the same as the old man who was chaotic and indifferent to world affairs.
After the meal, Mei Liangchen went to the kitchen to bring the dishes and chopsticks. Baiyin rolled up his sleeves and untied the layers of gauze wrapped around Battle's body. His injuries were mainly on his shoulder blades and face, and his heart was also blue, which was caused by Muren's kick.
the result.
"Eh!" Baiyin was shocked and straightened Battle's shoulder, facing the direction of the light, and carefully examined the hideous wounds on it.
Bart's eyelids twitched, he put down his pipe and pot and asked, "Sir, is the wound ulcerated?"
Baiyin burned the trauma instrument on the fire lamp, picked up the rotten flesh on Battle's wound, lowered his head and smelled it, his eyes flashed with light, and then he became calm again.
He relaxed his fingers as he usually did when dealing with trauma. "It's ulcerated. I'm going to squeeze out the pus. Please be patient." He turned back and got the tools.
"Yeah." Battle closed his eyes and put the cigarette holder into his mouth again.
Mei Liangchen came back from the outside with more than a dozen fresh fruits in his arms. These were berries picked by "Ma Gan", a soldier of Sima Camp, when he was herding horses at noon. "Ma Gan" was his nickname, and his real name was Suo.
Buli, like Mei Liangchen, was an orphan. Because he was as slender as a pole, he was nicknamed "horse pole" by the soldiers. He and Mei Liangchen were herding partners in the early days, and the two often drove the army horses together.
All over the hills beside the northern city...
"Ma Gan is so interesting. This red flower fruit is my favorite! Master Baiyin, these are for you! Take them back for the children to eat!" She divided half of it and poured it into Baiyin's pocket.
Baiyin looked at the vitality on her rosy and delicate cheeks, and couldn't help but think of the dying woman in the Chinese military tent a few months ago, struggling humbly on the line of life and death. At that time, he never dreamed that she would
He is able to live well until now, and he has also received the unique favor of the General...
"Maine, do you want to come with me to the outfield of the military camp?" The outfield of the military camp is a place where military dependents with status gather. Although Baiyin does not hold a military rank, he is allowed to live there because of his excellent medical skills and special status.
Military camp outfield.
Mei Liangchen's eyes lit up immediately. She stuffed the fruits into Battelle's arms and shouted while holding Bai Yin's arm: "I want to go! Lord Bai Yin, please take me out for some air! I'm about to be killed."
It’s so frustrating!”
"Sir, please take Mayne for a spin. She is like a dry grass, in desperate need of the nourishment of rain and dew flowers..." Battelle smiled, and the wrinkles on his old face almost fell to his chin...
"Hahaha... I'm sure you'll love it there, Mayne!" Baiyin laughed heartily, and with shrewd eyes, he glanced at Battle in the corner, and left with the happy Mei Liangchen.