Group favorite Xiao Fubao: My father is nine thousand years old in Dongchang

Hu Junbao nodded, and then became entangled again, "I'm not afraid."

Mianmian felt that his reaction was a bit slow, and said with disgust: "Yes, yes, you are not afraid, I am."

Hu Junbao took it seriously, "You are afraid, then I will protect you."

Mianmian: "...OK."

The roaring and killing sound outside lasted for nearly three hours. When Mianmian woke up again, it was already dawn, and then she realized that the sound had stopped, and hurriedly ran out with her short legs.

Hu Junbao also hurriedly chased him out, thick smoke billowed, and a disgusting smell wafted in the air, Hu Junbao couldn't help retching.

Mianmian also felt the smell was bad, but she quickly got used to it. Seeing Hu Junbao feeling uncomfortable, she said: "If you feel bad smell, just soak the handkerchief and put it under your nose and mouth, it will make you feel better."

"I... I'm fine. Don't think of me too weakly. Sir, I'm much better now."

I don't know if it's because of the exercise he got from traveling all the way, or because Hu Junbao's physical fitness is good, and he has recovered a lot.

"Where did Mr. Mo go?"

Mianmian quickly looked for Mr. Mo in the crowd, "Let's go there, let's find the master."

Mianmian took Hu Junbao's hand and ran over.

Mr. Mo woke up at dawn, and was shuttling through the crowd with the military doctor to treat patients.

Mianmian couldn't help much, so after thinking about it, she took Hu Junbao to help. Although Hu Junbao was still very weak, he could still do the first thing.

Seeing this, Mr. Mo simply asked Mianmian to clean up the wounds of some lightly wounded.

Mianmian greeted everyone happily, "Come to me for all the lightly wounded, and I will see a doctor for you."

The slightly wounded looked at the little girl with a tall carrot head and shook their heads decisively.

However, all the people in charge of ceremonies gathered together one by one, just to be able to get back in front of the little grandma, even if the little grandma suggested a word.

Xue Qianhu couldn't help but wanted to go over and say a few words to the little grandma, but there were so many people to be cleaned up and interrogated, so he held back.

"Where are you injured?"

"Little grandma, my arm is injured, and your clothes are all torn."

Mian Mian glanced at it, nodded, then took out the medicine and wiped it with cotton. The other party wanted to pretend to be familiar, but found that the wound was cold and seemed to be much better than before.

I didn't expect the little grandma to be really capable.

That is, why did you tie a bow tie?

Is this what old men should have?

Mianmian was very satisfied, "Okay, you're fine, come back to me tomorrow for a dressing change, remember not to get water on the wound, and don't eat spicy food, it's best to eat something light, and don't use too much force, The wound will open, come to me if you have any questions."

These words are basically what doctors often say.

But in the mouth of the little grandma, it turned out to be quite impressive.

"Thank you little grandma."

A white spot of light fell into the jade gourd.

Mianmian raised a smiley face: "Next."

At this time, one of the bound people's eyes became sharper, and then he started chatting with several other people in a low voice.

Mianmian's movements were very fast, especially at the end, she basically didn't need to ask, she already knew how to treat the wound, Mr. Mo was worried, so he came over to take a look on the way, and found that Mianmian took care of some minor wounds very well, I don't care anymore.

It's just that she is not allowed to prescribe medicine to people casually.

Since Mianmian recognized the acupuncture points of the human body, and learned some simple medical principles and pharmacology from Mr. Mo, she began to secretly prescribe medicines for people. Although the prescriptions she prescribed were not problematic, Mr. Mo always felt that her knowledge was not solid enough. , Prescribing medicine at this time is not good for her.

Mianmian agreed on the surface, but in private, she would secretly write her own prescriptions. Even though Mr. Mo sometimes thought her prescriptions were amazing, he still didn't let go.

Gradually, besides the supervisor of ceremonies, other soldiers also came to join in the fun.

One person had a deep wound, right on his arm.

Mianmian was rubbing the medicine on him while diverting his attention.

"How many people are there in your family?"

"What's your son's name?"

"If you had money, what would you want to do the most?"

The other party spoke without saying a word, and his attention was diverted like this. By the time he realized it, the wound had already been bandaged up with a familiar bow.

"Little girl, your medical skills are good, I didn't even feel any pain."

"My name is Mianmian, you can call me Mianmian, or you can call me Shen Simian."

The other party only noticed that Mianmian was a soft little girl before, but forgot her identity. This is Si Chenye's daughter, and suddenly became nervous, "Miss Shen, your medical skills are really good."

"what……"

Suddenly there was a scream not far away, it turned out that Mr. Mo was setting a person's bone.

Mianmian felt that she still had a lot to learn, so she smiled modestly, "I have just learned medical skills, and I will learn more in the future." After speaking, she smiled and said to the person in charge of rituals, "When I learn medical skills, I will give you a lot of money." If you see a doctor, you can come to me when you are sick."

The person in charge of rituals: "..."

Why do you feel a little scary?
It's fine to rub the medicine and apply the medicine, but let's forget about seeing a doctor.

They still trust outside doctors more.

Mianmian didn't feel their distrust, and even felt that they were acquiescing, it was the greatest trust in herself, and she became more motivated.

Mianmian swears that she must study medicine well and become a better doctor than her master in the future.

Hu Junbao skillfully handed her gauze and medicine, and sometimes wiped her sweat off, but gradually he didn't dislike Mianmian calling him second junior brother.

He even felt that Mianmian was indeed much better than himself, and it seemed that being his senior sister was more than enough.

Counting the military doctors in the opponent's team, plus the military doctors brought by Xue Qianhu, there is no way for the three of them to read through so many wounded at once. There was no breath.

Mr. Mo didn't have time to sigh with emotion, and was busy dealing with the next person.

At this time, some of the captives of the Dazhe Dynasty screamed in pain. Mr. Mo was cleaning the intestines of a person, and there was no room for his hands.

The other two military doctors were taking care of the wounded in a farther place, and they came back and forth again and again, maybe it would be too late.

Xue Qianhu frowned, and was hesitating whether to give the other party a good time, when Mianmian raised her chubby hand, "I'll do it."

"Little grandma, how can you come to such a dirty thing?"