Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 50

Qin Luoyu followed the military doctor through the barracks and entered a huge tent.

If it was said that outside the Linguang Hall that day it was a tragic hell Shura field, then what appeared in front of them were tragedies that were unbearable to watch.

Countless wounded soldiers were lying on the ground in disorder, and a few military doctors ran around to treat the wounded, so busy that their feet never touched the ground.

Qin Luoyu didn't have time to be afraid or shocked, so he quickly joined their team without the orders of the military doctors around him.

Healing the wounded and saving lives is almost an instinctive reaction of those who study medicine.

Soon, Qin Luoyu became like the military doctor, his whole body was covered in blood, and dense sweat was seeping from his head and back.

It was already dark outside, but the wounded were still being brought in continuously, and the battle ahead showed no signs of stopping.

"Help him, doctor, I beg you, please him."

A young man in his 20s stumbled into the tent with an unconscious man on his back. He had at least seven or eight sword wounds, a broken arrow pierced into flesh and blood on his right chest, and was stabbed in the face. From the brow bone to the chin, the wound was bloody and hideous.

However, he didn't care about his injury at all. He just carefully put the person on his back down, grabbed Qin Luoyu's sleeve and begged, "Please doctor, please save my brother."

The younger brother he mentioned was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a penetrating wound on his ribs and other wounds on his body, and his robe was soaked with blood.

A penetrating injury to the ribs is a fatal injury, and under current medical conditions, it is hopeless.Coupled with the fact that the young man had lost too much blood, his breath was already so weak that he couldn't hear it.

Qin Luoyu shook his head apologetically, and the man suddenly became emotional.

He grabbed Qin Luoyu's wrist violently, and hissed: "When I carried him in, he called my brother! There's no way he's dead! Doctor, I beg you, save him, save him !!"

He was too emotional, and he was a military commander. He held Qin Luoyu's wrist with both hands, like iron tongs, and Qin Luoyu couldn't break free at all.

"You...let go of me first."

Qin Luoyu gasped in pain, and said with some difficulty, "I'll deal with it for him right now."

The man finally let her go, with an urgent tone almost like an order: "Hurry up!!"

Qin Luoyu had no choice but to simply treat the young man's wound, but he knew in his heart that it was impossible for this young man to survive.

The man didn't realize it, his eyes were fixed on the boy, as if he was staring at some treasure, and he was afraid that it would disappear in the next moment.

Qin Luoyu motioned him to lie down so that he could take out the broken arrow in the flesh and blood on his chest, but the man thought it was troublesome, so he grabbed the broken arrow and pulled it hard, even the flesh and blood came out without frowning.

Qin Luoyu: "..."

Also a tough guy.

However, after a short while, this fierce man suddenly changed his face. He hugged the limp body of the young man with his head hanging down, and let out a miserable howl like a beast, heart-piercing, and everyone in the big tent shed tears .

The corners of Qin Luoyu's eyes were also moist.

She is not someone who likes to cry easily, but what she saw and heard in the past two days is far more shocking than her life experience in the past ten years.

War is the cruelest thing in this world, the sage said, soldiers are also murder weapons.

This murder weapon has cut off the flesh and blood of many people, and crushed the joys and sorrows of many people, but it never stops completely.

"Third Princess!" The military doctor suddenly ran towards Qin Luoyu in panic, "Your Highness, Your Highness is coming!"

(End of this chapter)