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

Chapter 1374 Famine and Natural Disaster 532
Zhou Ting led the troops in the fight, Princess Zhou stabilized the rear, Ming Yi helped the injured soldiers, and everything went on in an orderly manner.

Busy time passes in the blink of an eye.

Another twenty-seven days passed.

On this day, Mingyi was taking the pulse of a seriously injured patient who was sent there the day before. Shen Jinghuai rushed in excitedly, his face unable to hide his excitement.

"Mr. Cheng, I have good news for you. The commander-in-chief led our 150,000 Northwest Army to a great victory!!!"

After taking the patient's pulse and knowing the patient's condition, Mingyi stood up and smiled, "Your commander is a talented general. He will not lose against the remnants of the Central Plains!"

She has confidence in Agnes Chow.

Shen Jinghuai nodded in agreement, feeling a sour feeling in his heart for some reason. Since the feeling was not strong, he ignored it and even said it with a smile.

"Your confidence in the coach is beyond my reach."

"They won the battle, are they coming back?" She hadn't seen anyone for more than a month.

Shen Jinghuai felt even more bitter, and this time, he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to; he stared at her bright smile, and when he asked about their head coach, his eyes seemed to have a different light than usual.

Ming Yi saw that he was lost in thought and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Aren't they going to withdraw their troops back to the camp?"

"No, my father has sent a message that we will move camp back to Pingyang Pass tomorrow. Master Cheng is busy, and I have something to do here, so I'll take my leave first." Shen Jinghuai suddenly withdrew his gaze, feeling embarrassed. He said something to her in a hurry, turned around and walked away quickly.

Mingyi wanted to ask a few more questions, but he ran too fast and didn't have time to ask.

Chunmei, who was helping to wash towels on the other side of the tent, walked over slowly with the washed towels in her hand, "Master, is the army coming back?"

"Yes." Mingyi smiled brilliantly. Chunmei felt that her master was more lively and agile than before.

"Congratulations, Master. You will be able to see the Prince soon."

Mingyi nodded, "Okay, hang the washed towels out to dry first, and be more careful about the dust."

Pingyangguan is a place with severe sandstorms and often filled with dust. This is very bad for the medical supplies they use, such as towels and bandages. Because of limited supplies, they need to be cleaned after use and boiled before being reused. When the sandstorm is too strong, these things must be put into the tent in time and taken out to dry after the sandstorm passes.

The purpose is to minimize dust and bacterial contamination.

Even so, bacteria and dust are still difficult to avoid, and we can only try our best to reduce the chances.

"Okay, Master, I understand."

Chunmei went out with the towel.

Mingyi was looking forward to work with joy. After a busy day, the biggest reward was that none of the seriously injured patients were infected. They had good physical fitness and had adapted to the climate and harsh environment of the northwest through years of training. In such an environment, they were still able to survive.

They have a strong desire to survive and good physical fitness. When they are seriously injured, the medicine is absorbed quickly and takes effect. Since she took over the seriously injured patients, there has not been a single case of death among the seriously injured.

The three military doctors who stayed behind in the barracks admired him very much. However, they had offended him earlier, and they didn't see him when they went to pay him a visit later.

I regret this deeply.

Mingyi had no intention of dealing with them. As soon as she arrived at the military camp, she was busy rescuing people, taking care of people, and prescribing medicine. With Yu Shiwei and others running errands, she and Chunmei felt a little more relaxed, but many things still had to be done by themselves.

I am exhausted every day and go back to rest after work. How can I have the time to complain to them?
The next day.

Mingyi packed up everything and handed the wounded over to the care of several guards arranged by Guard Yu. All of the wounded were out of danger, and they just needed to have their dressings changed and their medicine taken normally, and their stitches removed when the time came. There was no need for her to go to the barracks to take care of them.

There was no way before, but now she doesn't have to go.

She got up early, practiced martial arts, had breakfast, and went to the entrance of Pingyang Pass with Chunmei, Yu Shiwei and others to wait. When they arrived, they saw Zhou Ting in silver armor sitting on a tall horse, leading the team back from afar; behind him was a mighty army, each of them covered in dust, majestic, and marching in firm and orderly steps.

"Your Majesty."

Chunmei waved her hand, "Master, it's the prince, did you see it?"

Ming Yi smiled slightly and nodded, "I see. Be more stable. I know you admire your master. At least be more reserved."

"Hehe." Chunmei withdrew her hand happily, and her tight grip on the reins revealed her excitement.

Mingyi's eyes were full of longing. After more than a month of separation, she finally saw him again.

When Zhou Ting returned, all he could see was a petite figure sitting on a chestnut horse.

When their eyes met, the longing and affection in each other's eyes were intertwined.

When they got closer, Zhou Ting pulled the reins and the horse stopped on its own accord. Seeing the red silk on the chestnut horse, the horse moved closer to it, sniffed it, and rubbed against it.

"Crack~"

Hongchou shook her head and knocked away the lecher who was trying to molest her.

"Eh~"

"Sigh~"

Before the couple could even talk to each other, the two horses that had just met started fighting, and the good atmosphere was instantly gone.

Mingyi lowered his head, grabbed the reins and pulled it to the left, trying to get it to stay away so that they wouldn't really fight.

"Behave yourself." Zhou Ting pulled the horse's head to the right, keeping a safe distance between the two horses.

Ming Yi rubbed her red silk mane twice and looked up at Zhou Ting. "You've gotten darker, thinner, and look a little older."

Zhou Ting's face darkened, he raised his hand and touched his rough face, his face turned black.

"Well, you're so dark and ugly. Go home and have a good rest for a few days. I'll take care of you myself for a while. You have a good foundation and you won't get ugly." Mingyi laughed, and the affectionate look that she had when they first met was completely gone.

Zhou Ting gritted his teeth, his heart sinking along with his face. He knew Ming Yi's nature of judging by appearance too well; he was darker, thinner, and older, and it was obvious that she disliked him.

The laughter gradually died down. Mingyi saw that his face looked ugly, so she continued laughing. She untied the food box tied to the saddle and put it in front of him.

"Here, I brought you your favorite braised meat. I asked Chunmei to make it specially."

Zhou Ting lowered his head to look at the food box which was tightly wrapped in a cloth bag. He could only tell from the appearance that it was in the shape of a food box. His handsome face relaxed a little. He took it with one hand, opened the cloth bag and threw it to An San who was following behind him, and opened the food box.

There are two floors in total.

There is braised pig's trotter on one layer, and then open another layer to see braised walnut meat underneath.

You can tell from the smell that it is his favorite scent.

It is troublesome to make braised meat, and he hasn't eaten it for a long time; Mingyi is really good to him, thinking about him, and knowing that he is thinking about this taste.

Although the walnut meat on the pig's trotters and pig's head is not conspicuous, it is really delicious when cooked; the chef in the mansion cooks it very well, and I didn't expect that Chunmei, the maid beside Mingyi, can also cook it.

"When did Chunmei learn this?" The food box was handed to Ansan. He took off the water bag hanging on the saddle, poured some water to rinse his hands, then snatched the food box from Ansan's hand and started eating with his bare hands.