idle mistress

Chapter 214
In the simple wooden prison, Dashi looked at Shen Qing who was in a coma, and was full of doubts in his heart: Why did this man lie to himself? Could it be that he was really a spy?

But in his heart, those who can be considered meticulous are those with excellent physical fitness. Can such a weak person be successful?
What will happen to me next, will I be decapitated as a spy.

Just as Dashi was worrying about his lower intestines, the cell door was opened, and a tall and mighty man came in short.

Dashi raised his head, and it didn't matter if he didn't look at it or not. When he saw it, he couldn't help being stunned.

He was lucky enough to see it from a distance when the King of Mausoleum was on patrol, and he was already overwhelmed by the heroic posture of that tall general, and it was unforgettable.

Therefore, he recognized the noble man in front of him at a glance.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down: "Great... General..."

Too bad, even the general was alarmed, I'm afraid I'm going to die this time.Just as he was mourning for himself in his heart, King Ling glanced at him lightly, and then his eyes fell on Shen Qing who was lying beside him.

But seeing the general approaching the two with a cold face, he bent down and picked up the unconscious man, turned around and walked out of the cell.

From the beginning to the end, this man's face was ashen, but his movements were extremely gentle.

This time, Dashi was completely stunned, forgive him for racking his brains and couldn't figure out what happened just now.

This Shen Qing, isn't she suspected of being a spy...? ——
"Doctor Kang, can my brother keep his leg?" Tao Yingxu looked at Kang Ming nervously, hoping to get a word from him.

But Kang Ming shook his head and cut off his hope: "No way."

Tao Yingxu grabbed his arm: "Aren't you a doctor? Please, think of a way. My brother is only 21 this year. If he doesn't have a leg, what else can he do in the future?"

Kang Ming frowned: "I'm not the only medical officer in this team. If you don't believe me, you can find another doctor."

"But you are the most famous doctor here, even you can't help it, then..."

Kang Ming shook Tao Yingxu's hand away impatiently, turned around and walked towards the gate of the medical camp. Seeing this, Kang Ze hurriedly followed behind his father.

After leaving the tent, Kang Ze saw no one around, and said to his father, "Dad, is it true that his leg can't be protected?"

Kang Ming glanced at his son: "Didn't you say you couldn't guarantee it?"

"Then...then, what does dad mean?"

Kang Ming slapped him on the head: "Are you stupid? You say you can't guarantee it, but my father says you can. Isn't that ruining your job?"

Only then did Kang Ze understand what his father meant, and immediately stopped talking.

Kang Ming couldn't help sighing when he saw his son's bear.

He, Kang Ming, is the vice president of the Imperial Hospital. He is an official from the third grade. He didn't have to come out to suffer this kind of hardship. The son applied to travel with the army.

Firstly, in order to enrich his son's experience, secondly, he wanted to let his son show his face in front of His Highness Mausoleum.

Once he is valued by that powerful person, his success is just around the corner.

No one in the hospital knows his thoughts.In order to find a future for his son, he, Kang Ming, had worked hard to put on an old face.

However, since joining the army, His Highness the King of Ling has always been in good health, so there is no room for the father and son to use their talents.

Kang Ze bid farewell to his father, walked around outside, and returned to the medical camp, where he heard the conversation between the two brothers Tao Yingxu and Tao Yinglei.

"Brother, you won't just watch my legs being sawed off, will you?"

"I've inquired about it. Dr. Kang Ming is from the Tai Hospital. He is the oldest medical officer here. He said... probably..."

"I don't want it. I would rather die than saw my leg. That person clearly said that my leg can still be saved. Brother, brother, I beg you. Go and find that person. He...he... must have a way of."

"..."

Hearing this, Kang Ze outside the medical camp suddenly turned cold.He was about to go in and scold the two brothers, but a young apprentice hurried over: "Little... Xiao... Mr. Kang, Mr. Xiaokang, Imperial Physician Kang told you to hurry...to find him."

Seeing this, Kang Ze reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter, I'm in a hurry, I just met my father."

The little apprentice ran too fast, he was out of breath and stammered: "Kang... Doctor Kang said yes... yes... the great... the general summoned."

Hearing this, Kang Ze was overjoyed, and he didn't bother to scold others. He hurriedly put on his medical gown, and hurriedly followed the little apprentice to meet his father.

His father had been called into the general's tent long ago. Kang Ze had never shown his face in front of the regent, and he was inevitably nervous. He stood in the tent and took several deep breaths before he plucked up the courage to enter the tent.

As soon as he entered the tent, he saw his father standing there, signaling the pulse of an infantryman lying on the couch, while His Highness the King of Ling stood watching from the side.

It turned out that His Highness the King of Ling was not the one who was sick, so Kang Ze hurriedly knelt down to salute the King of Ling.

King Ling glanced at him, and Kang Ze's hands were sweating immediately.

Kang Ming on the side quickly said: "Your Highness, this is Quanzi, and he is also the subordinate's deputy."

Seeing King Ling's nod, Kang Ze stood up tremblingly. He moved behind his father, wondering who could be lying on King Ling's couch, and looked curiously at the couch. I have to be excited all over.

...This...isn't this the brazen brat who was driven out of the medical camp by him yesterday?

He... why is he here?

He sneaked a glance at King Ling, who looked solemn and focused on the person on the couch.

But seeing his father remove his hand from the patient's wrist, King Ling immediately asked, "How is he?"

"Reporting to the general, this aunt... no, this young master's pulse is floating and weak, which shows that his body is usually yin deficient, with insufficient qi and blood, coupled with the entry of wind and cold evil energy into the body, the condition is still serious, and he needs to take a good rest in a short time. "

"Do you need medication?"

"Yes, take a few doses of the conditioning medicinal soup first, and then continue to use the medicine depending on the situation."

King Ling nodded, waved his hand, and ordered him to go down to prescribe the medicine; he never took his eyes off the patient on the couch during the whole process.

When the father and son walked out of King Ling's tent, Kang Ze pulled his father's sleeve nervously and said, "Father, what should we do?"

"What should I do?" Kang Ming looked at his son unreasonably. Seeing his brow was sweating profusely, he thought he was nervous in front of King Ling, so he couldn't help but shook his head and cursed:

"You are worthless, and His Royal Highness will not eat you. Is there any need to be so nervous?"

"It's not...it's not this one, it's...it's because the person lying there..."

(End of this chapter)