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

Chapter 1222 Famine and Natural Disaster 381

"I understand. I will go right away."

An San responded respectfully, handed the food box, and bowed to the two of them before leaving.

Ming Yi looked at the direction where An San was going away, and his heartstrings relaxed. He said, "An San is efficient. Chao Sheng has a useful right-hand man by his side."

Zhou Ting curled the corner of his mouth slightly, snatched the food box from her hand, and spoke softly.

"Let's go, let's find a place to eat."

"No need to look for a place specifically. There's a shady place behind the tent with a big rock there for you to take a break." She muttered to herself, holding his wrist and walking towards the back of the tent.

Zhou Ting exuded a joyful aura as he allowed her to drag him into a corner of the tent and followed her to the back.

What catches your eye is a five-meter-long and wide stone, with six stones of similar size next to it that can be used as a temporary resting place.

"When did such a place appear in the military camp?"

He went to the military medical camp many times, but rarely wandered around there, so he had never found such a great place to take a break.

"I discovered this place by accident. When the weather is hot and I have free time, I always like to come here to sit. The teachers are busy, so they don't come often. Occasionally, patients will come here to sit for a while."

"It's a good place, quieter than the front." Zhou Ting put the lunch box on the stone and said with a smile, "Let's eat first. After dinner, you can take a break and continue with your work. I should also go back to work."

After all, the time we can spend together is less.

Ming Yi accepted it well, took out the food from the food box with him, and the two sat opposite each other; the big pot meal in the kitchen camp was better than what the soldiers ate, but only a little bit. The soldiers' big pot meal was a whole pot, and the ingredients were relatively less when cooking for the generals, after all, there were fewer people.

There were many soldiers under him, and in order to rush the preparation of meals for everyone, they did not care about the taste; the meals for the generals could only be said to taste similar, but they looked slightly better.

"The kitchen is the same as always." After putting down his bowl and chopsticks after finishing his meal, Mingyi felt like teasing.

Zhou Ting was angry and amused. He leaned over and gently tapped her fair and smooth forehead, "You are so delicate."

"No." He refused to admit it. "I just got spoiled by all the delicious food I had in the past."

Being able to eat it is one thing, but whether it tastes good is another.

"I'm sorry for wronging you." After all, she had suffered a lot living with him in the military camp, so he had to be more caring. "I'll take you out to play after I finish my military duties in the next two days. I haven't been back to Fucheng for a long time, and it's time to take care of the affairs in the palace."

"Then I wait for you."

She really wanted to go out and play.

After chatting for a while, Zhou Ting had something to deal with, and Ming Yi was also busy; they walked to the open space in front of the military medical camp tent, An San had been waiting there for a long time, and when he saw the two of them coming, he hurried forward to take the food box.

"Master, Master Cheng, are you full?"

"I'm full. An San, have you eaten? If not, take some time to fill your stomach later." Ming Yi looked at him with a smile.

An San smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master Cheng. I understand."

"Then you go back. Coach, do your job well. Take me out to play when you're done." He waved his hand and walked towards the tent where the military doctors were seeing patients.

Zhou Ting stood there and watched her enter the tent before he looked away and turned to look at An San. "Mr. Cheng has said so. You should go and have your meal first and return the lunch box. Then bring me some hot water to make tea." "Yes."

In the military camp, An San relaxed his vigilance appropriately. Since his master had said so, there was no need for him to insist on following closely.

The two went their separate ways at the military medical camp, Zhou Ting returned to the main tent, and An San went to the cook camp.

Mingyi walked into the consultation tent. There were still many people queuing up. She raised her eyebrows and looked over. In front of each military doctor was a meal. It was not put in a food box, but in a porcelain bowl the size of both palms. The meal and the dishes were served together, with rice at the bottom and vegetables at the top.

Knowing that the teacher had food to eat, and that the military doctors had also had some, she returned to her little table, put paper and pen on it, and just as she sat down, the patient in the queue with good eyesight came over on his own accord.

Mingyi quickly got into the role and became a doctor who could observe, smell, ask and palpate.

After a busy day, she felt dizzy from staying in the tent. As soon as the people in the queue left, she couldn't wait to pack up her paper and pen and say goodbye to the teacher.

"Teacher, I'm going back first. I'll come back tomorrow."

Doctor Hua raised his head and chuckled, as if he knew she was not used to it, "Go back if you want."

"Yes, see you tomorrow, teacher." Mingyi ran away in a hurry.

Doctor Hua watched her leave with a smile, and joked with others, "This child is smart, but she lacks stability after all."

"It's still young. It will grow up in a few years." The military doctor next to him said with a smile. He packed up his things quickly, one step faster than the others. "Okay, I'll go back to the tent to put my things away. You guys hurry up too! It's time for dinner now. If you go too late, there will be no food."

"That's not the case." The other military doctor shook his head and laughed, not taking his words to heart at all.

"The people in the cooking camp will leave some food for us."

There are only a few doctors in the whole camp, so they would rather starve than anyone else.

Their Northwest Army did not deliberately torture people. Soldiers who made mistakes would be deprived of food or punished with military sticks.

"Speaking of which, Cheng Mingyi is a really promising child. Doctor Hua has easily trained a medical genius. Given time, when she becomes a master, she will definitely be better than any of us."

"Who said it wasn't true? Mingyi is too ambitious. None of my children are ambitious. The oldest one is already a teenager, but he can't see patients alone and can't even take a pulse. I wanted to pass on my legacy to him before, but now I think it's better to find an apprentice to inherit my legacy while I'm still young and unable to move."

"Now that you mention it, I have to look for it in advance, before I get too old and end up without even a successor."

In ancient times, the master-apprentice relationship was equivalent to the parent-child relationship, and the apprentice also had the obligation to provide support.

Therefore, in ancient times, one had to be cautious when choosing a teacher. If one met an unscrupulous teacher, it would be difficult to get rid of him. The label of being disrespectful to teachers could ruin one's life. In ancient times, the requirements for learning skills were the most demanding. Not only did one have to pay tuition, but one also had to work for the teacher. The teacher would only teach the student something when he was happy. If the teacher was unhappy or even reluctant to teach, the student would not learn anything useful even if he worked until death.

Mingyi had felt fortunate more than once that, because of her status and position, she was blessed with good fortune and luck, and most of the people she met were nice to her.

This is true for family members and people outside.

People with great luck are really different. For example, if Princess Zhou were an ordinary girl, Princess Zhou might not necessarily make a move on her, but she would definitely not accept her as soon as they met.

There is no lack of influence from luck.

(End of this chapter)