Flourishing age's Medical concubine

"Come back? How can you get hurt?" Nangong Mo opened his eyes and looked at him. His eyes were awake without any sleep. Swords and swords have no eyes on the battlefield. If you are unlucky, even a peerless expert may be able to plant them. Wei Junmo shook his head, raised his hand, took off his cloak, threw it aside and said, "you look very tired. Why don't you have a rest early?"

Nangong Mo shook his head, "can't sleep." seeing a touch of scarlet on Wei Junmo's arm, Nangong Mo's eyes coagulated. Aware of her eyes, Wei Junmo raised his hand and said, "if you accidentally rub a little, it won't hinder you."

Nangong Mo frowned and pulled up his sleeves. Wei Junmo picked his eyebrows and didn't care. He sat down and let him open his sleeves. Sure enough, as Wei Junmo said, he was not badly hurt, but he just scratched a little skin. Just because there was no medicine, a thin cocoon had begun to form at the wound. Nangong Mo thought for a moment. He took out the wound medicine from the box on one side of the table and sprinkled it. He said, "I'll let the room deliver the medicine later. Remember to eat it."

Seeing that she was leaving, Wei Junmo stretched out another undamaged hand and held her. "Don't go, you look a little unhappy, but it's hard to see the war today?" they were invited by Nangong Huai to discuss after leaving the battlefield. They didn't even have time to look at her. No matter what kind of person he is, he seldom goes to the battlefield for the first time without being impacted.

Nangong Mo sat down opposite him, rubbed his eyebrows and sighed slightly: "today I know that I really remember the medical training taught by master." she thought she had never regarded herself as a doctor because she was a killer. Doctors and killers were two extreme occupations. She studied medicine because of her master, for better killing and for self-protection. But I didn't expect that the doctor's benevolence that master nagged from time to time in recent years really stayed in her heart. Otherwise, why would she feel sad?

Wei Junmo raised his hand and gently hugged her into his arms. In a soft voice, "flawless is a good girl."

Hearing the speech, Nangong Mo couldn't help laughing, "you really can't comfort people. Have you ever seen a good girl who kills without blinking an eye?"

"Yes." Wei Junmo nodded positively and said, "you, flawless people are damned. I know that flawless never kills ordinary people."

Nangong Mo slightly bent his lips and said, "I accept your praise."

"Today flawless asked me to borrow someone, but in order to treat the wounded?" Wei Junmo asked.

Nangong Mo nodded and sighed: "but many people died. Originally... They didn't have to die." even, she saw a seriously disabled wounded soldier commit suicide himself. The reason is that his life in the world will only drag down his family. After his death, at least his family can get a pension of ten Liang silver.

Wei Junmo whispered, "it's not your fault. You can't do more, no one can. So, flawless, don't blame yourself."

Nangong Mo shook his head. It was true that he was sad, but he didn't blame himself. In fact, she is also a selfish person. No matter how she sympathizes with those soldiers, she is the first to save those closest to her forever.

"Wei Junmo, don't die. No matter how hurt you are, I will save you."

Wei Jun Mo Jun leaned his chin against her head, raised a smile on his lips and said, "OK, I won't die."

"That's good." Nangong Mo whispered, "it's always... Alone. In fact, it's not easy to play. I'll play with you... Don't die..."

"OK."

"I'm not a good man."

"Neither am I." Wei Junmo whispered.

"Well... None of us..."

"I'm not afraid. I'll play with you later." Wei Junmo whispered, "so... We're made for each other."

"Well..."

Wei Junmo bowed his head and looked helplessly at the girl who had fallen asleep in his arms. Originally, the wind and cold had not healed. Today, I worked hard all afternoon. I still have so many things in my heart. How can I not be tired? The girl in his arms had no bright eyes when she was awake, and was in high spirits. She was more harmless and weak. Like a kitten afraid of cold and danger, alert and fragile.

Looking at Wei Junmo coming out of the tent with Nangong Mo in his arms, Fang glanced at the bloodstains on his childe's arm and looked down at his nose and heart with great interest. He didn't intend to come forward to help. Sometimes... The master doesn't need the people under him to be too considerate, and he can't help him when he is busy.

In the big tent on the other side, Nangong Huai leaned back against a chair and meditated. Although he didn't take a step out of the big account all afternoon, he couldn't hide everything in the whole camp. Naturally, what Nangong Mo did in the afternoon was the same. At this time, Nangong Huai was frowning and didn't know what he was thinking. Naturally, the attendants in the big tent didn't dare to guess the general's mind, so they had to lower their heads when they didn't exist.

For a long time, Nangong Huai just sighed. At the beginning, Mo'er said she was a teacher, but he didn't care. Mo'er said she studied medicine, but he still didn't care. Now I just know that this daughter is so powerful. Both martial arts and medical skills can be regarded as first-class. If you find out... Nangong Huai frowned and cut off the idea without hesitation. Another doubt suddenly rose in my heart. Mo'er, did she really mean to confess to him? Is it really because of her attitude of speaking freely that he didn't care at all? Was he really negligent, or did Mo'er's attitude make him negligent? If it is the latter... Nangong feels cold in her heart. He should talk to her, but not now. The war is imminent, and whatever happens, we should put it back.

"Since Mo'er's medical skills are good, let her go to the medical officer to help. It's not decent to stay in the military camp and do nothing." Nangong Huai said faintly.

"Yes, general."

Nangong Huai's words enriched Nangong Mo's days in the barracks. She can't interfere with marching and fighting. Nangong Mo is not interested in fighting, which is full of violence and blood, so she spends every day at the doctor's office to help take care of patients or read two old doctor's medical books. The old doctor, who looked unimpressive and had a bad temper, was not inferior. Originally, he was the Deputy hospital envoy of Taiping Hospital. He could have been free to see the royal family in Jinling City, prescribing some wealth drugs that may not cure good people but can't kill people. Who knows that there was an unexpected disaster. A few years ago, the 19th Prince died. He was the imperial doctor who diagnosed the pulse of the 19th prince. Lin Guifei's anger over the loss of her son was transferred to the imperial doctor, so the old doctor was assigned to the frontier and became a military medical officer. After several twists and turns, Nangong Mo finally met him.

The old doctor has excellent medical skills. Seeing that a young girl like Nangong Mo has a good skill, he is happy to see her and pull her to discuss medical theory every day. Nangong Mo is very guilty. She is good at dealing with trauma. Her poison technique is good and her acupuncture is better. But for the general treatment, it was actually too late. When master gave a lecture, she took a nap. What's more, she always emphasizes practicality and knows how to treat it. It's really difficult for her to nag a lot of medical pathology. Often the old doctor was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at the child that he couldn't teach her, but at the same time, he grabbed Nangong Mo and pushed more pathological medical records into her mind. Nangong Mo thought that he had returned to the time when he had just finished his apprenticeship and was forced to study medicine.