Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Chapter 1221 Famine and Natural Disaster 380

Zhou Ting slept until noon, had his meal, packed up and went to look for Ming Yi, only to find that she was gone.

Standing outside Mingyi's tent, he called An San and asked, "Where is Master Cheng?"

"My Lord, Master Cheng has gone to the military medical camp. The army has a lot of things to do when they return to the camp. Master Cheng went to help with his maids early in the morning. He should not have had lunch yet."

Zhou Ting's eyes paused for a moment, and he squinted at him, "Good boy, you're learning to be cunning."

"In that case, you come with me to the cook camp."

"Here."

An San agreed with a barely perceptible smile and followed him to the cook's camp. It was the time when the army of more than 100,000 people was having dinner; it was very lively and noisy, just like being in a busy city.

Zhou Ting was not affected by the outside world and walked straight to the stove where food was being prepared for the generals. Seeing that people were still cooking, and that the dishes were fresh, he was satisfied and was about to give some orders, but the busy cook was surprised to see his commander, and hurriedly dropped his spatula and knelt on one knee.

"I greet the commander."

Once there is one, there will be two. When one person noticed Zhou Ting and the noise he made while bowing was so loud, the others naturally noticed him as well and bowed in return.

"Meet the coach."

"No need to be so polite, please come and do what you need to do." Zhou Ting was a little impatient but did not show it on his face. With a calm and self-possessed handsome face, he said to the cook who came to him, "Put a serving of the same dishes, but in larger portions, a larger portion of rice, and two sets of bowls and chopsticks."

An San, who was standing beside him, was surprised. The two sets of bowls and chopsticks were definitely not prepared for the people around Master Cheng; but the problem was, their master had just eaten.

"Here."

The cook quickly got busy, bending down to take out a food box from a backpack; there was more than one food box in the backpack, it looked like there were several. He quickly put in the food, a total of four dishes, the dish plates were full to the brim, and the rice was directly served in a porcelain bowl. Under Zhou Ting's gaze, the food was put into the food box one by one, the bowl and chopsticks were placed on the top, and then a lid was put on, and it was handed to Zhou Ting with both hands.

"Coach, the food you requested is ready."

"Thank you." Zhou Ting took it and handed it to An San, then turned and walked towards the military medical camp.

When we walked into the military medical camp, we saw many soldiers coming to see the doctor, and the entire camp was full; even on the ground there were people sitting. Soldiers were not so particular, and sitting on the ground was common, and they were no exception.

"Coach."

"Meet the coach."

"Meet the coach."

The waiting soldiers saluted one after another.

Zhou Ting glanced at them and didn't see Ming Yi. He felt a little disturbed and asked casually, "Are the military doctors in the tent?"

"Replying to the commander-in-chief, the military doctors are all busy in the tent." A man who looked like a centurion replied.

Zhou Ting nodded, "You are welcome to do whatever you want."

After saying that, he took An San into the military doctor's tent.

The busy military doctors did not notice the arrival of people because the military medical tent was packed with people and there was a long queue; it was not obvious outside the military medical tent and could only be seen clearly after entering.

"Master, Master Cheng is over there." An San pointed to the last small table in the right corner, which happened to be where Cheng Mingyi was sitting. "I didn't expect that Master Cheng could see patients alone. Was that seat arranged by Doctor Hua and the others?"

Zhou Ting shook his head. How would he know? He had just returned and had not had time to ask Mingyi about his time in the military camp.

"Sir, do you want to go over?" An San asked without waiting for Zhou Ting to speak.

"Take the food out and I'll go find her."

Before he finished speaking, the man had already walked out.

An San secretly chuckled, their master is really good, at such a young age, he can coax a little girl so well; in the future, it will be even better, if Miss Cheng can always control the master, it will be good. If Miss Cheng and the master become estranged in the future, the master who is good at coaxing people will be in trouble.

"Mr. Cheng." Zhou Ting walked around the team and came to the front of the crowd. He stood in front of the small table, smiling on his handsome face. He bent slightly and moved closer to her.

Ming Yi, who was writing the unilateral document, was startled. She looked up in surprise and immediately felt relieved. "Why are you here?"

The soldiers in line wanted to salute, but Zhou Ting stopped them by silently raising his hand; everyone could only stand where they were and behave themselves.

"I'm here to call you to eat. It's noon." Zhou Ting straightened up, his lips curled slightly, always more gentle when facing her, "It doesn't matter if you're busy, but you can't forget to eat. Health is the most important thing."

Mingyi turned her head to look at the other military doctors. They were concentrating on taking the pulse and diagnosing the disease, and didn't see Zhou Ting at all. She sighed slightly, glared at him, and then handed the written prescription to the person waiting.

"Take it three times a day. If you have time, make the medicine yourself. If you don't have time, you can ask someone outside to help you make it. Your diarrhea will be relieved after taking it for three days. Don't drink cold water or eat cold food in the next few days. You will be cured in a few days."

"Thank you, Mr. Cheng." The man took it with both hands, glanced at Zhou Ting and did not dare to leave.

Seeing this, Mingyi shook her head helplessly and could no longer continue the consultation.

"Let's go. Have lunch and then continue with the consultation."

The soldiers walked away angrily, and those who were waiting waited in line for a long time before it was their turn.

Starry eyes looked at the person who was nearby and said unhappily: "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've used a little, and I can eat some with you." Zhou Ting smiled gently, being very tolerant of her little temper.

The spark that had just appeared in Mingyi's heart was immediately extinguished, "I'll go tell the teachers, can you wait for me?"

"it is good."

After getting the answer she wanted, Mingyi walked along the path behind the military doctors to Doctor Hua's side. Seeing him taking his pulse, she went up to him and said, "Teacher, it's time for lunch. Why don't you continue seeing patients after you eat?"

Doctor Hua let go of his pulse and turned to look at her, his eyes serious but kind. "If you're hungry, go eat first. You're still growing, and you can't let your body suffer."

"Teacher, please eat first before seeing the patient. You are not young anymore and it is easy to damage your health if you are hungry." Mingyi advised.

"Okay, go eat first."

Dr. Hua had no intention of stopping at all.

Seeing that she could not persuade him, Mingyi could only return to the small table and sort out the pulse records. After collecting her things, she followed Zhou Ting out of the tent. When she got outside, she saw An San holding a food box and standing by. Their eyes met, and An San smiled at her flatteringly. Mingyi blinked and said.

"An San is coming with you too."

"He insisted on following."

Dark three: .?

His serious way of telling lies made her laugh frequently. Mingyi spoke softly and teased, "Did he insist on following me, or did you ask him to follow me?"

"He insisted on following."

"Okay, just say yes."

There was a hint of indulgence and doting in his voice. Zhou Ting felt sweet inside and his face was slightly hot. He coughed twice and said, "He really insisted on following me. I didn't call him. Yiyi, you have to believe me."

"I believe you. How could I not believe you?" Ming Yi changed the subject and asked An San, "Have you eaten?"

An San bowed and said, "I have eaten."

"Then give me the lunch box. Please go to the kitchen camp and send a few more meals over. The military medical camp is very busy today, and the military doctors probably can't go there to eat."

(End of this chapter)