Vicious Docotor Beauty

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Xie Qiran is not interested in the Dragon chair under him. I'm afraid he knows best.

If he insists on inheriting the throne openly and justly, there is no need for Xie Qiran to plot the throne in the way of colluding with the enemy.

"Since my father believes in my son's minister, let him continue to serve my father's emperor..."

It's enough to have a father, and he can't bear to put so much pressure on him.

"Let me think about it again..."

Even Xie Qiran himself has clearly expressed his will, but the emperor has not let go.

He had promised Qiran's mother that she would try her best to protect him.

The emperor's attitude is tough, and always refuses to let Xie Qiran lead the soldiers to the battlefield. When Princess Jing learns about her son's distress, she gives the king a move.

The next day, Chi Qingyu is preparing to send Xie Qiran to the court. When he opens the door of the palace, he sees a crowd of old and weak women and children standing in front of the door of the palace.

"Your Highness, please have pity on us..."

See Xie Qiran show up, the group of people have knelt down.

After Xie Qiran got to know, he realized that these were all the family members of the front-line soldiers who stayed at home, including their elderly mothers, young children, and even their wives who were pregnant with Liujia.

"Our son is killing the enemy and bleeding at the front line. I don't know if he can come back. If he delays one more day, he will be in more danger. I beg his royal highness Ding Wang to show mercy and lead the troops to help those poor children..."

The old mothers are full of tears, kneeling in front of the house one by one to kowtow, how can not please up.

Such a large number of family members suddenly came to petition, which must be instigated by someone.

However, the man just caught Xie Qiran's benevolence and concluded that even if he knew it was a clear move, he could not refuse it.

Looking at the family members in front of them, Xie Qiran and Chi Qingyu are both astringent and unable to say anything.

"Get up, everyone. I will go to the holy place to petition."

Xie Qiran answered and handed out silver to each family member, then arranged for someone to send them back.

"I'll go and wait for me to come back."

Xie Qiran nodded to Chi Qingyu, his eyes were firm.

When Xie Qiran came back to the government again, he brought back the imperial edict.

"I'll go with you."

Without any hesitation, Chi Qingyu always stands firmly beside Xie Qiran.

After learning that father and mother are going to the battlefield again, Xiaojing is not happy, crying and wants to go with them.

But this time, Xie Qiran and Chi Qingyu are very determined and will not take Xiaojing any more.

"Xiaojing, listen to Mommy tell you seriously."

Chi Qingyu squats down and looks at Xiaojing head-on. He rarely looks very serious.

"Father and mother asked you to stay, not because they were worried that you would drag us down, but because they had important tasks to arrange for you. If you stay in the palace, you must protect your grandfather and grandmother, OK?"

Chi Qingyu's words arouse Xiaojing's sense of responsibility. Xiaojing also stops to cry and makes a solemn nod.

Xie Qiran and his soldiers set out all night and rushed to the frontier battlefield day and night. If they fight for one more day, they may be able to save more lives.

On the tenth day, their troops finally arrived to join the troops stationed in the frontier. Xie Qiran and Chi Qingyu dismounted and rushed to the military tent in the center. On the way, they saw many disabled soldiers.

"You go ahead. I'll see the wounded soldier."

Chi Qingyu and Xie Qiran separately come to the account where the wounded soldiers are. They happen to meet the military doctor who is treating the wounds for the newly moved wounded soldiers.

After seeing the simple and crude method of the military doctor, Chi Qingyu finally understands why there are so many disabled soldiers outside.

"It's quick for you to deal with the wound like this, but it's easy to cause infection."

Chi Qingyu didn't hold back and frowned unconsciously.

The military doctor looked up in his hurry and glanced at Chi Qingyu, but didn't recognize her identity.

"What do you know? There are so many wounded soldiers every day. If we don't do that, we can't deal with them completely. If we have to deal with them, it's very good. "

If conditions permit, he also wants to take good care of them. Unfortunately, time is running out and there is not enough medicine in the camp.

"I'm a doctor. Let me help."

Chi Qingyu can fully understand the difficulties of military doctors, and without much nonsense, he takes direct action.

The supplies from their army have not arrived yet, and now there are not many medicines left in the camp.

Chi Qingyu can only save drugs as much as possible on the basis of ensuring wound recovery, and use different drugs with his own pharmacological knowledge, so as to play a better curative effect.

Under Chi Qingyu's careful treatment, even several seriously injured soldiers began to recover slowly.The wounded soldiers are very grateful to Chi Qingyu, and Chi Qingyu soon integrated into the military life.

Three days later, the enemy troops attacked again, and Xie Qiran personally led his troops to meet them.

Chi Qingyu stays in the tent and continues to take care of the wounded soldiers, but his heart can't put it down.

"Doctor Chi, have some dinner!"

Several recovered soldiers brought the food back and distributed it to the wounded, as well as to Chi Qingyu.

"Yes, thank you."

Chi Qingyu takes over the meal and opens it. He carelessly puts a chopstick in his mouth. Xie Qiran is always in his mind.

However, the first taste of the dish will be late light feather oil, the taste is not described, but it is too greasy.

Greasy diet is not conducive to wound recovery

Chi Qingyu takes back his mind and looks down at the food in his hand. However, he finds that there are many foods that are easy to cause wound inflammation.

Chi Qingyu immediately left a heart, got up to look at the other wounded in the hands of the meal, with her this is the same.

"Don't eat now! There's food in it that's not good for your wound recovery. "

Chi Qingyu shouts out. The wounded stop their chopsticks subconsciously. Some people still have a big mouthful in their mouth. They don't know whether to swallow it or not.

Command a few people will eat the rest of the meal all back, Xie Qiran took these meals into the fire camp.

She was not sure for a moment whether the people in the fire camp were ignorant or had ulterior motives, but such a meal could not be eaten by the wounded soldiers any more.

"The food we sent to the wounded soldiers today is not suitable. Please make another light one. It's better not to add these mushrooms."

"All right, little ones, we'll be ready."

In front of Chi Qingyu's face, they didn't dare to say anything. However, after Chi Qingyu left, there were all kinds of voices in the fire camp.