Flourishing age's Medical concubine

In the last battle, seven or eight heavy and heavy wounded died for various reasons. Nangong Mo was helpless, but the old doctor and the medical officials didn't care about the result. In fact, the death rate is much lower than usual. Now it is about to enter the hottest time of the year, and the wound is more prone to infection and deterioration. The result is satisfactory enough.

Looking at a lame soldier limping out of the medical tent, Nangong Mo asked, "what will they do later?"

The old doctor said indifferently, "what should I do? If it's a little better, I'll leave the barracks and go back to my hometown. Anyway, my life is always saved." all the people present looked like this, not their ruthlessness, but their indifference was because they had been used to it for a long time. For every wounded, they have to be sad once. Even if they don't do anything all day, it's not enough time as long as they are indecisive. Not to mention those who died in battle

Nangong Mo was speechless and bowed his head in silence.

The old doctor glanced at her and said, "girl, if you want to stay in this army for a long time, you'd better be more open. Some things... People who can manage don't care. We can't manage them."

Nangong Mo smiled bitterly. A murderer was persuaded by a rescuer to be tougher.

"I know, sir. I'm thinking about something else." Nangong Mo said.

The old doctor groaned and seemed embarrassed. He turned his head and stopped looking at her.

The horn of Mingjin sounded outside the tent. The old doctor stood up and said, "let's go. It's our turn to be busy again. It's still a water war. If we fight on land, we'll be even busier." when we fight on water, many people fall into the water and are washed away or sink. These days, even the water in the river seems to have a faint smell of blood.

"I don't know what's wrong with that prescription?" the old doctor murmured, but hurried out half step by step.

"The general is injured..." while sorting out the herbs, an anxious voice came into Nangong Mo's ear. Nangong Mo's eyes changed slightly and jumped out of the medical account.

Nangong Huai's tent was full of people, and their faces looked a little ugly. Xiao Qianye was wet and stood on one side. Nangong Mo glanced at him and found that Wei Junmo was missing.

"Second brother, what's the matter?" Nangong Hui asked when he saw the guard holding the knife tightly at the door with red eyes.

Nangong Hui bit his teeth and said in a deep voice, "my father is injured, and... And Wei Shizi..."

"What?" Nangong Mo asked. Nangong Hui said, "Wei Shizi fell into the water and his whereabouts are unknown!"

"What?!" Nangong Mo felt as if he had been hit hard by a hammer, but his slender body did not move. He looked at the people calmly and turned away. Fang Hewei's face was also a little ugly and followed Nangong Mo silently.

"Wait!" the old doctor came out and stared at Nangong Mo: "you don't want your father's life. Don't come in yet!"

Nangong Mo pursed his lips and silently looked at the old doctor. She wants to find someone. In her heart, Nangong Huai's life is really not as important as Wei Junmo. Besides, with so many doctors here, there may not be anything wrong.

The old doctor said coldly, "I don't know how Wei Shizi is now. I only know that the general is still saved. I want to save those who can be saved first."

Nangong Mo bit the corner of his lips and was silent for a moment. He said, "Fang, take someone to find the son of God first."

Fang nodded silently and turned away.

Nangong Mo walked into the big tent and a strong smell of blood came to his face. Several doctors are busy around Nangong. Nangong Huai was really badly hurt, but the worst thing was that there was a small blood hole in his chest, but it didn't look like an arrow wound. Nangong Mo looked up at the old doctor. The old doctor frowned and said, "it's like a concealed weapon. It's still inside. And... It may be poisonous. Fortunately, it's not a deadly poison."

Nangong Mo took a deep breath: "prepare the knife, I'll come."

The old doctor was stunned. He asked Nangong Mo to come in. He didn't want her to cure Nangong Huai, but to prevent massive bleeding. Nangong Mo's skills of acupoint pointing and silver needle locking are extremely good. Nangong Huai is already covered with blood. If he bleeds again, he will die even if he detoxifies and takes out the concealed weapon.

Several other doctors were even more unhappy. One of them frowned and said, "the Yellow haired girl, who is only a few years old, talks a lot."

Nangong Mo took a deep breath. The disappearance of Wei Junmo made her in a very bad mood. Coldly glanced at the crowd and said, "hurry up, or you continue, I'll go."

The old doctor thought for a moment, nodded and said, "OK, you come!" Nangong Huai is her father. She wouldn't joke about her father's life, would she? He is not sure about this injury. It seems that this girl is especially good at trauma.

Soon, Nangong Mo sent all the spirits, lights and other things he wanted. In full view of the public, Nangong Mo washed his hands, and his thin fingers held a thin sharp knife and slowly baked it on the candle. Then he unswervingly cut the first knife on the wound. The burning blade made Nangong's muscles tighten. Even in sleep, people couldn't help feeling pain.

Nangong Mo flicked a drop of blood bead with his finger and drew the second knife. The wound formed a perfect cross shape, and then saw Nangong Mo pick up the tweezers that had been ready to be next to him and gently fiddle with the wound. In less than half an hour, a nail like concealed weapon with black light was caught out and landed in the bowl of spirits not far away. Everyone was relieved. At the same time, he looked at Nangong Huai with a little more sympathy.

General, did Ling AI really treat you as a living person when he started? So calm, so calm, they all think she's cutting tofu.

Nangong Huai is not injured for the first time, and it will not be the last. What kind of near death did you not experience when you followed your majesty to calm the world and expel Beiyuan in your early years? But Nangong Huai dares to swear that he has never suffered so much as this injury. Originally, Nangong Huai should not have been injured.

Originally, today's war was good for the Imperial Army, and even the left army of Wei Junmo could attack the other side directly. Who knows, at the most critical moment, the right route army had a trouble, and Xiao Qianye was surrounded by the rebels. Can Huang changsun's life not be saved? Nangong Huai dares to promise that if Xiao Qianye is killed in order to win the war, even if he gets Zhang dingfang's head today, he will be unlucky to return to the Duke of the state of Chu in the capital. In desperation, Nangong Huai had to send troops to save her. The rebels on the other side obviously knew Xiao Qianye's special identity, and sent a large number of troops to siege, as if they would not stop until Xiao Qianye was captured alive.

Xiao Qianye was on the battlefield for the first time. He was reluctant to lead the right route army. Therefore, Nangong Huai specially assigned him an experienced deputy general. Unfortunately, Xiao Qianye was busy arranging his confidants in the army. The deputy general didn't know he had been thrown there. Once besieged, the whole right-wing army immediately became a mess, and even almost affected the middle army in nangonghuai.