"Yes." Liu Pucheng took the words and said with a smile, "Master is in Gansu Town now."
"Gansu!" Zhou Maochun jumped up and shouted, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Why is she in Gansu?"
"She is in Gansu." Liu Pucheng said with a smile, and sighed when he mentioned this.
I really didn't expect Mrs. Qi to go to Gansu. When they saw the letter from Hu San through the drug dealer, everyone was shocked.
"Are you sure?" Zhou Maochun stared at him and asked.
Liu Pucheng was a little puzzled by his reaction.
"What's so uncertain about this?" He said with a smile, "Of course she will go to Gansu."
"Why?" Zhou Maochun stared. There are so many places in the world, why would she go to Gansu?
"Because Prince Dingxihou is there." A disciple next to him who was chewing a big cake couldn't help but said with a smile.
Zhou Maochun stared at him blankly, watching the disciple chewing the golden and shiny scallion pancakes, and the aroma filled the air.
"Bring me a piece of cake!" He suddenly shouted, then raised his hand and stretched out three fingers, "No, three pieces!"
The boss responded loudly and was sweating profusely while busy in front of the stove. The old man was finally willing to spend money and drank a bowl of tea soup for a long time. He thought he was a poor man, but it turned out to be a pancake.
The master of three pieces! A rich man!
"Your cake." The boss shouted enthusiastically as he brought the cake over, bowed and stood in front of Zhou Maochun, and extended his hand slightly.
The rules of roadside shops are to pay first and then eat.
Zhou Maochun snorted and reached out to take the pancake plate, seemingly not seeing the store owner's extended hand.
He didn't see Liu Pucheng, but he did. He couldn't let him pay in front of Mr. Zhou who was a senior.
Liu Pucheng hurriedly signaled to the disciples on the side, and Zhang Tong hurriedly gave the money.
Before the boss took it, he looked at the old man who was chewing pancakes and curled his lips.
Tsk~ It turns out that someone was taken advantage of!
"Sir, are you alone?" Liu Pucheng asked hesitantly while eating.
It's the twelfth lunar month and the New Year is coming. What is he doing sitting alone in a roadside shop in the middle of nowhere?
Are you going home? Visiting relatives? Or traveling.
Zhou Maochun ate the pancake, snorting from his nose and grinding his teeth.
Liu Pucheng felt that his question was rude, so he stopped asking because he had to hurry and everyone ate quickly.
"Sir, we are about to set off." Liu Pucheng saluted Zhou Maochun and said.
Zhou Maochun hummed, got up and left.
Liu Pucheng and others hurriedly watched respectfully, but they saw Zhou Maochun walking straight towards their carriage and climbing on it in a few clicks.
Everyone was stunned.
Is this a free ride?
"Master, we are in a hurry." Zhang Tong couldn't help but whisper.
"Yes, yes, look at the letter written by Hu San and he will die if we go late..." The disciples also whispered.
Liu Pucheng hesitated and walked to the car.
"Sir, we are going to Gansu. I wonder where you are going on the way?" he asked.
"Gansu."
Zhou Maochun's voice came from the car.
Liu Pucheng was stunned.
Going to Gansu too?
"What a coincidence?" He breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.
Two sneers came from the car, accompanied by the sound of grinding teeth.
Zhou Maochun put the remaining pancake in his mouth and chewed it hard.
Chang Yuncheng!
Chang Yuncheng, who was sitting at the table and looking through the intelligence sent back by the sentry, had a shiver.
Chang Yuncheng took back his God.
How could there be a cold war?
Are you sick? Sick!
Chang Yuncheng stood up suddenly.
"Come here," he shouted.
Immediately there were soldiers coming in from outside.
"I'm a little uncomfortable. I seem to have caught the wind and cold. Let's ask a doctor to come over." Chang Yuncheng said, thinking that people who feel uncomfortable might not be able to stand, so he hurriedly sat down.
Bingwei responded and turned around to get busy.
Chang Yuncheng touched his chin.
The best doctor will definitely be invited, and the best one is of course...
He stretched out his hand to touch his chin. His hand hurt from the stubble, so he quickly stood up.
That woman is so squeamish sometimes, she can't do this or that...
Chang Yuncheng washed his face and shaved, then asked his soldiers to come in to comb his hair again and change his clothes.
"Which one of these two is better to wear?" Chang Yuncheng looked at the homely cotton robe in the closet.
One cyan and one blue.
The soldier's face became tense. Aren't these two colors the same to him? Yes, yes, what's the difference?
"My lord, my lord, how are you?"
The shouts of the defense officer were heard outside, accompanied by the sound of rapid footsteps.
coming!
Chang Yuncheng hurriedly pulled off his blue robe and put it on in a hurry. The defense officer had already rushed into the inner room.
"Is your lord already bedridden?"
He shouted nervously in his loud voice.
After every war, some people always die, and those who are not injured are also particularly susceptible to illness. Once they become ill, they are extremely quick to treat and cannot be treated...
Oh my God, this man must not be so unlucky!
Chang Yuncheng turned around and saw the defense officer rushing in. His heart beat a little faster, and then he saw... a man walking out from behind the defense officer.
Qiao Minghua frowned and looked at the man in the middle of the room.
Nearly sick?
In all the years he has been a doctor, he has never seen a dying person so clean and radiant.
The defense officer didn't care what Chang Yuncheng looked like and had already rushed over nervously.
"General, what's wrong with you? Lie down quickly," he said.
Chang Yuncheng exhaled and looked at the man carrying the medicine box at the door.
Is this the best doctor?
Is there a better doctor in the world than that woman?
Could it be that after so many days, they still don’t know that the woman is the miracle doctor of Yongqing Mansion?
What a miracle doctor!
These people's brains are really... elm!
"General, everything is fine. I just have some heat and stagnation, caused by a dry heart and lack of sleep these days." Qiao Minghua put away his hand after checking the pulse and said.
Chang Yuncheng hummed, said nothing, and looked listless.
"General, you are working hard." The defense officer sighed.
Now everyone knows that General Wu Lue patrols from time to time at night and sets an example, and the whole army is very inspired.
"General, please have a good rest. We will live up to your guidance, strengthen patrols, and never let up!" He said excitedly, patting his chest.
Chang Yuncheng reached out and pinched his forehead.
"Then I'll help you all." He said feebly.
General Wu Lue was indeed ill, and the defense officer was moved and anxious.
"Why are there so few people here, general? How can we take care of them?" He said to his entourage, and while directing some servant women to come, he took Qiao Minghua and told him, "Prescribe good medicine, the best medicine."
Qiao Minghua couldn't help but roll his eyes. What kind of medicine could he prescribe? He was as strong as a tiger...
"You should keep an eye on it. If something goes wrong, tell him immediately and send the general away to avoid delaying the diagnosis and treatment." The defense officer whispered again.
Qiao Minghua suddenly felt, oh, so that's it.
After all, he is a general who is born in a noble family and holds a high position. He just does patrolling and garrisoning, just for show. Who can stay in a place like the castle where birds do not shit and chickens do not lay eggs? After the war, it should be done
The military merits will not be less, just show off will be enough.
This kind of excuse is really clever, since it seems that I have worked hard and left in a dignified manner.
Qiao Minghua looked at the man who was leaning on the back of the chair lazily. The man looked over quickly. Qiao Minghua lowered his eyes.
"My subordinate was about to say this." He bowed and said, "Sir, there were many casualties here after the war, and the atmosphere is gloomy. I'm afraid it won't be conducive to the general's health. It's better to let him go back early, or to ask a famous doctor for consultation.
…”
The defense officer was startled, and Chang Yuncheng sat up straight.
What?
This doctor actually wants to drive him away?
Who is he? What is his surname? What is his name?
It was he who was talking to Yueniang on the hillside that day!
Just the two of them!
She looks very young and ugly. Do you know Yueniang very well?
Do you have any thoughts in your mind that you shouldn’t have?
"General, please rest first, don't worry, take good care of yourself." The defense officer looked at Chang Yuncheng's face that suddenly darkened and said hurriedly, while glaring at Qiao Minghua, he rushed him out.
"What are you talking about?" After he came out, he pulled Qiao Minghua out for a long distance, looked around and then growled in a low voice.
Qiao Minghua looked indifferent.
"I know that you military doctors are happy to decide between life and death, but you also have to see who this person is. This is not the soldiers on the battlefield. This is the military general. Can't you put it more politely?" Defense Officer
Said cracklingly.
Qiao Minghua frowned in confusion.
What's the meaning?
The defense officer paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, frowning and a gloomy and worried look on his face.
"Um." He came closer and lowered his voice, "You mean the general is really... dying?"
Qiao Minghua had no interest in pleasing anyone, nor did he think about taking credit for his success. He would not do it if he told a straight lie.
"Let's put it this way, my lord." He looked at the defense officer, "It will be good for you to send General Wulu away as soon as possible."
It is very difficult to get promoted as a military attache. You have to go through seniority and merit, especially since most of the military attaches are from humble backgrounds. As the saying goes, there are people in the court who are good at becoming officials. Although I have no need, I can give you this chance favor.
Qiao Minghua looked at the defense officer Yun Danfeng and smiled lightly, said nothing more, turned and left, hiding his merit and fame.
The defense officer froze on the spot for a moment before reacting. He turned to look at the yard where Chang Yuncheng was, and clenched his fists.
He will definitely not let General Wu Lue destroy his body just to fulfill his duty!
Qiao Minghua returned to the wounded soldier camp and saw that a wounded soldier rescued by the woman was declared dead.
"Ms. Qi, can you carry this person away?"
a military doctor asked.
Although it was a question, Qi Yue understood that it was actually a statement.
She looked at the wounded soldier in front of her who was suffering from high fever and had lost all signs of life, and finally lowered her gaze.
"Madam, he is still alive..." Aru was about to collapse.
The speed and number of deaths here are beyond her ability to bear. It is more serious than the anthrax epidemic. That time they had medicine and knew how to treat it, so they were not afraid of more patients or more deaths, because there was hope, but
This time, helpless and helpless, the kind of despair...
"This is tetanus." Qi Yue said, "It's hopeless. The injured here are all flesh wounds. We can't leave him here, otherwise he will be cross-infected and more people will die."
Her calmness comforted Aru.
Qiao Minghua looked over from a distance and saw the woman starting to walk towards the next injured person.
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There is one more update~ Although I don’t promise Pink to add more updates, I won’t let everyone’s votes go in vain. (To be continued)
