When the two lieutenants finished reporting the matter and left, they glanced at Mingruo solemnly, as if they had been hit hard.
The two of them walked out of the tent and looked at each other, both seeing deep helplessness in each other's eyes - there had long been rumors in the imperial capital that Prince Yun was not a womanizer but preferred a man's style.
But they didn't believe it. Not to mention that His Royal Highness Prince Yun was not close to anyone in the army. He only served people around him, either big and powerful guards or secret guards with high martial arts skills. He didn't look like that kind of person...
However, this Dr. Ming is different. Not only is he handsome, he is also petite and fair. Well, I have to say, he looks like a good match for His Royal Highness Prince Yun.
Besides, His Royal Highness Prince Yun always took Doctor Xu with him when he went on expeditions in the past. Why did he take Doctor Ming with him this time?
Mingruo was looked at by the two people inexplicably, as if she was a disaster. Mingruo had deep doubts about her makeup skills. Mingruo touched her cheeks and wondered if she should choose something two shades darker.
Foundation, and a little beard or something?
"Go and have a rest first." Si Haochen led Mingruo into the back tent.
"Hey~" Mingruo thought that life in the army was hard, but he didn't expect that the high bed and soft pillows in the back tent were not gorgeous, but they were definitely comfortable.
Si Haochen saw the princess's expression and knew what she was thinking: "I am here to fight, not to be treated harshly."
"Oh." Mingruo has been hanging on the carriage for more than ten days and is almost falling apart. Now, she just wants to sleep soundly on the bed.
Mingruo took off his outer clothes, put them on the screen, turned around and threw himself on the bed.
Si Haochen felt funny when he saw her actions, and sat on the edge of the bed: "I asked you to stay in the space, but you refused to go. You must regret it now."
"Not really." Mingruo raised her little face, "I want to be with my bamboo horse."
Si Haochen chuckled, grabbed the little girl, and helped her massage her muscles. The fatigue in her body was relieved, and Mingruo gradually fell asleep.#@$&
Si Haochen stopped what he was doing, pulled the quilt over and covered her up. Then he returned to the tent to handle various military reports.
After Mingruo woke up, his fatigue was gone. He went into the room to take a shower and changed his clothes. Then he lifted the edge of the door curtain and observed the situation in the big tent.
Si Haochen raised his head from the report and waved to Mingruo: "Come here."
Mingruo walked out and went to Si Haochen's side.
Si Haochen held her in his arms: "Did you sleep well?"%&(&
"Yeah." Mingruo nodded.
"Are you hungry?" Si Haochen picked up Mingruo's hair and helped her dry it.
"Hungry."
Si Haochen pushed Mingruo's long hair behind his back and raised his hand to take the food box placed on the corner of the table.
Mingruo opened the four-layer food box and took out the food inside - a casserole of beef, a plate of cold shredded radish, a plate of cabbage and fried fungus, and the bottom layer was a small wooden bucket with rice in it.
"Hahaha." Mingruo placed the wooden barrel of steamed rice in front of Si Haochen, "Doesn't this have any connotation?"
"Ahem." Si Haochen was also impressed by this girl, who could always find such jokes in ordinary things.
Mingruo picked up the bowl and chopsticks next to him, filled out a bowl of rice and said, "I've eaten, are you not enough?"
"You really treat your husband like a rice pail!" Si Haochen poked Mingruo's forehead, filled a bowl for himself, then put a piece of beef into Mingruo's bowl, "Eat well."
"Yeah." Mingruo lowered his head to eat, "We're not late, are we?"
Mingruo knew that Si Haochen would have returned to the army faster if he had not taken him with him.
"No." Si Haochen thought for a moment, "But the food and grass will arrive soon, and there will probably be a fierce battle after that."
"Oh," although Mingruo served as a field doctor in her previous life, she always treated the wounded at the rear. Except that the working environment was worse than in the hospital and the workload was heavier, it was not much different from her usual work. She had never seen cold weapons.
During the war, I felt that it would be better for me to do some psychological construction.
Early the next morning, Si Haochen and Si Haochen had breakfast together. Si Haochen summoned his generals to discuss matters. Mingruo went directly from the back tent to his small camp. The place was also kept clean and tidy, and Mingruo was very satisfied.
Idle time is idle, Mingruo decided to refine some emergency elixirs, and when encountering serious injuries, he could take one to stop bleeding and relieve pain, so that he could wait until the doctor came to treat him.
Mingruo looked through the herbs Qin Mo sent over and selected a few that were useful. Then he took out the medicine refining tools and began to boil the medicinal materials and grind the medicinal powder.
Mingruo's camp was very close to Si Haochen's tent, and there was a faint scent of medicine floating over it. The two lieutenants who had seen Mingruo looked at each other with complicated expressions - Could it be that they had misunderstood, Doctor Ming really
Is it just the doctor?
Mingruo had just finished refining a batch of pills when she smelled a faint earthy smell. She put down her work and walked out of the tent, and found that the sky had turned yellow - there was probably a sandstorm.
Qin Mo saw the princess staring blankly at the sky, walked over and whispered: "Princess, every time we encounter weather like this, Beichi will wait for an opportunity to attack. You must stay in the tent and not go out."
"Okay." Mingruo nodded, "Aren't Beichi people afraid of a sneak attack in this weather?"
"They grew up in such a windy and sandy environment. Their ability to identify directions and senses in the wind are much better than our soldiers, so they will have an advantage." Qin Mo also had a headache, because in such a windy and sandy sky, he himself
Their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, let alone ordinary soldiers.
"You are fighting in the wind and sand, is it mainly because you can't tell the direction?" If that's the case, Mingruo thinks it will be easier to solve.
"I can't open my eyes, and sand is pouring into my mouth and nose. In short, nothing is good." Qin Mo became more and more frustrated as he talked.
"What about covering your mouth and nose with a towel? Would it be better?" Mingruo asked.
"Some are better, but their effect is limited."
"Have you tried adding multiple layers of cloth?" Mingruo thought of masks with different levels of protection.
"That would be inconvenient for combat." They also thought about making the face towel thicker, but if it was too thick, it would affect their movement.
"I'll think of a solution. Come back to me in half an hour."
"Yes." Qin Mo's eyes were shining with hope. He also knew that the princess had many tricks up her sleeve. Maybe this time, they wouldn't have to suffer in the wind and sand!
"By the way, is Lu Qiaojiang in the army?" Mingruo remembered that there was still an unresolved problem of unclear direction.
"Yes, does the princess want to see him?"
Mingruo nodded: "Call him over."
Mingruo returned to the tent and found a piece of fine cotton cloth. After trying it several times, he found that it was more suitable to fold it into four layers, and then sewed it into a mask.
Although there are many masks in the medical system, they are not enough for hundreds of thousands of troops. In many cases, it is not a wise choice to use them for some people, but to worry about inequality.
