() Liu Meng and Wu Dong were assigned to a group, responsible for an area from the Grand Campus to the West City Gate.
The two of them walked out of the restaurant and wandered slowly, admiring the street view without any sense of urgency. They were just drawing a map of the neighborhood. As a qualified military fan in Liu Meng's previous life, he also practiced the homework with humility.
, I dare not say that it is compared with those who came from regular colleges, but this little thing is still easy. And Wu Dong is even more handsome, with sleepy eyes. He just walked down the street and his hands were filled with all kinds of good things.
He was eating snacks and said that he needed to find a comfortable place to rest for a while.
He hadn’t done anything all morning, so he had to take a rest first. Liu Meng finally understood Wu Dong’s lazy nature. The two of them walked to the campus and looked around. Wu Dong pointed at the city.
Gatehouse, smiled and said: "This area is the highest, it is a good place to bask in the sun, come on, Xiaoliu, I will take you to have a rest and bask in the sun, otherwise everyone will get moldy."
After years of fighting, Xiangyang City has been reinforced several times, and the city towers have been built high and wide. Liu and Meng showed their tokens and walked up the horse road to the second floor of the watchtower. They sat comfortably on the crenels and looked far into the distance, only half of them could be seen.
The whole city of Xiangyang can be seen clearly, and the houses in every street and alley are clearly visible.
Wu Dong took a pineapple and threw it into his mouth, took a few bites, and then asked Liu Meng to find a wooden board, unfold the white paper, like a painter sketching from life, and soon copied the entire large area onto the paper.
Looking at the drawings drawn by the other party, which were rigorous and clear, with each street and building clearly visible, Liu Meng held it in his hand and was stunned for a long time. If he hadn't been sure that this was Xiangyang City in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the other party was an authentic Jianghu person, Liu Meng would have been a bit...
I had the illusion that I was with a surveying and mapping student.
After drawing the map, Wu Dong leaned lazily on the crenel, squinting his eyes to enjoy the noon sun. Liu Meng was bored and walked around on the watchtower, and suddenly found a group of people gathering on the street just inside the city gate.
In one place, he ran towards the barracks on the left side of the main campus in a panic, as if something had happened.
It had only been five or six days since he arrived in Xiangyang, and Liu Meng was still at a very rare stage when it came to the scenery and people of the Southern Song Dynasty. He greeted the sleepy Wu Dong, turned around, walked down the tower, and walked quickly to the barracks, wanting to take a look.
The excitement of the Southern Song Dynasty.
This group of people were all tall and strong, with swords on their backs and they were obviously heroes of a certain gang. As soon as they entered the barracks, they rushed straight into the middle hall regardless of the obstruction of several civilians. Someone with a loud voice even shouted: "Doctor! Where is the doctor?"
! Come out and heal your brother quickly!" It turned out that one of the big men was carrying a person on his back, and he seemed to be seriously injured and unconscious.
Hearing that someone was injured, two people ran out of a side room, both dressed as military men, and said: "Who is injured? Where is the injury?" Unexpectedly, these big men ignored them, and one of them slashed across his back.
The rough man with the saber opened his big hand, stopped the doctor who wanted to go forward to check, and asked: "Which of you is named Li? But Dr. Li, who is known as a master of hands and a kind heart?"
The two doctors shook their heads and said: "No." The rough man said angrily: "Then what are you doing here!" The young man wearing a red scarf next to him shouted: "How can our eldest brother be treated by mediocre hands? There are only a few people in Xiangyang City.
Only the expert Dr. Li is qualified, please call Dr. Li out to see a doctor quickly, don’t delay the recovery of your brother’s injury!”
When the older doctor saw this group of people shouting, he immediately advised him: "Keep your voices down, Dr. Li has been busy for most of the day. She has just finished diagnosing an injury and is resting in the lobby. Don't be awakened by you."
"Hearing the doctor say that Doctor Li was resting, the rough man glared at him and said angrily: "What? Doctors save lives and heal the wounded. Now there are injured people, why rest?" With a wave of his hand, he was asked to carry the eldest brother on his back and leave.
Go to the middle lobby.
Here two people Zhuang and the doctor tried to stop him, but they were pushed down. Just as they were about to enter the lobby, the door suddenly opened, and a strong woman in a white coat walked out, complaining: "You can't make any noise!
Dr. Li was woken up just after he rested. Where is the injured person? He should be carried to the first-aid tent first, and Dr. Li will be there just after he washes his face."
The young man in red scarf sneered: "What a big show, our eldest brother's injury is not as important as his face? I'm not going anywhere today, I'm just watching here. I want to see if this so-called master Bing Xin is just trying to gain fame!"
"As soon as the young man finished speaking, the big men who came with him started making noises in unison. If they were anxious, they rushed to the side room, brought a hospital bed over, and laid down the injured patient who had been carrying it on their backs.
At this moment, a figure flashed at the door of the lobby, and a voice as sweet as a silver bell came out: "It's not worthy of its name, why do you need someone to prove it?" As she said that, a tall and slim girl came out, with black eyebrows.
He was so picturesque, his eyes were like mist, his skin was like snow, and he had such a stunning face that the people who were making noise outside were stunned when they saw it.
"Bring the injured number over here." The girl frowned slightly, obviously in a bad mood. Several big men were scolded by this clear and soft voice, and they lifted the hospital bed like a ghost, and walked to the steps of the lobby. They all stared at it.
The beautiful girl stretched out her white jade hand and pressed lightly on her eldest brother's bloody leg. Then she walked back and took the towel handed by the maid, wiped her hands, raised her eyes and scanned the crowd, and asked:
"Who's the leader?"
The rough man and the young man in red scarf looked at each other, took a step forward, tried their best to be polite, and said: "Brother, we are the third master of Qilin Village in Taihang Mountain. We are loved by our friends in the rivers and lakes, and we are nicknamed "Angry Lion". I don't know what happened to the girl."
What's your name?" Facing the beautiful woman, the rough and burly man's temper just disappeared in an instant, and he pretended to be a wolf with a big tail.
Glancing at the other party, the girl said calmly: "My surname is Li, and the folks in Xiangyang City call me 'Doctor Li'." As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and the rough and burly man with a black face immediately felt embarrassed.
Where to put it. "For this injured number, both legs and knees were hit hard with a blunt object, resulting in comminuted fractures. They must be removed, otherwise it will cause necrosis of the thighs, waist and abdominal muscles."
"What!?" The rough man and the young man in red scarf screamed at the same time. They stared at each other in disbelief and asked, "What did you say?"
Doctor Li looked at the group of big men in front of the hall casually, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered something, and then he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and repeated: "The injured man's two lower legs are completely useless. In order to prevent further deterioration, they must be amputated."
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Now everyone understood what was going on, and they were immediately in an uproar. The young man in red scarf even had a bigger mouth, and shouted: "How is it possible! Why do you want amputation?" Then he said anxiously: "Aren't you a wonderful and kind-hearted Dr. Li? Yours
The medical skills are the best in Xiangyang City, and they can even heal the dead bones, so how could it be possible that I can’t save my brother’s legs?”
Yes, you are Dr. Li, who is praised by everyone in Xiangyang City for his skill and benevolence. No matter how seriously injured you are, as long as you have one breath left, you will never die. I don’t know how many soldiers and heroes have followed you.
The men came back alive! Why can't they even save their legs now?
Not mentioning the discussion among the people in Qilin Village, Doctor Li waved his hand lightly and said, "Sorry, if you want to amputate now, you can carry it to the tent." Then he said to the two doctors beside him: "Old Liu
, Dahuang, please prepare for the amputation surgery."
Qilin Village is one of the most famous in the Taihang Mountains. The head of the family, Jade Qilin, is a master of fists and kicks, and is known as an invincible opponent in the Taihang Mountains. Now his legs are to be amputated, who can accept this! The face of the young man in red scarf is distorted, and he is full of emotions.
His face turned red, and he suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to stop Dr. Li who was turning to leave, and shouted angrily: "No matter what you do today, you must heal my brother's legs! Otherwise! Humph!" Perhaps he was facing the delicate and beautiful woman.
The face was really unable to send out any fierce threats, so the young man in red scarf snorted hatefully, and his meaning was very clear.
Doctor Li had a pretty face and scolded coldly: "Get out of the way!" At the same time, a figure flashed past like light smoke, "Choke-", the sound of a long sword being unsheathed sounded like a dragon's roar, waiting for everyone
When I looked closely, I saw a long sword as cool as water in autumn, lying in front of the young man in red scarf. The person holding it was a handsome young man in black.
