Way of Choices

The young officer came to the man who knew nothing about life or death.

The man was bloodied, but he could still be seen very young.

The young military officer smelled a very light but indescribable smell, could not help frowning, crouched next to the man, and began to examine the injured side for the other party, and found that the person was covered with wounds, especially the right arm. More than ten cuts.

Seeing such a serious injury, his brow furrowed deeper and looked upwards. I saw two clear marks between the gravel covered with gravel and frost grass. It is easy to judge that these two people should be from high Fell everywhere.

The young officer knew that there was a troop troop that was a long time ago in the upper part of the cliff, which could lead to the prosperous towns on the east side of the cold mountain. It had been deserted for many years, but it was still passable. Occasionally some thieves and smuggled vendors would take risks , Did this man fall from there? Falling from such a high place, it is no wonder that he will be so injured and did not die on the spot. It is already considered very good luck.

After receiving the clean water and utensils handed over by his subordinates, the young military officer began to clean the wounds of the unconscious young wounded and dealt with the injuries to ensure that the situation was temporarily stabilized without problems. After finishing these things, he stood up , Clean hands dry, walked to the little girl.

He crouched down again and looked at the little girl and said, "Hello."

The little girl didn't speak, holding her knees, her dull eyes fell on the young injured person, her face pale, and she looked extremely weak.

The young officer reached into her eyes, snapped her fingers, and continued to ask, "Who are you?"

The little girl moved back, looking a little scared.

The young officer looked at the horror flashing in her eyes and couldn't help thinking of the poor eyes in the unicorn cave many years ago.

"We have asked a lot of words, this little girl never responded, it seems either dumb or deaf."

A subordinate thought for a while and said: "Of course, it may be frightened."

"Knowing that it might be frightened, what do you keep asking?"

The young officer said angrily and got up and walked towards the direction of the camp.

At this moment, a faint but clear voice rang behind him.

"hungry."

The young officer turned and looked over.

The little girl looked at him blankly.

"I want to eat meat."

Hearing this, the young officer was startled, then smiled, and his fingers rang again in the cold mountain wind.

"Talking, just ask for it."

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The autumn in the north is not much different from the winter. The Hanya Racecourse is deep in the mountains and the climate is relatively warm. However, after the north wind passed overnight, it was still cold. Fortunately, the kang in the camp had already been heated early, and no soldiers were frostbitten. Instead, there were several scalds.

"They are all so stupid, no wonder they will be rushed here to raise horses."

The young officer reprimanded his subordinates, drove them out, and then looked towards the corner of the room.

The kang tail there is chilly, especially against the root of the wall to the north. Those blue bricks are not much different from ice cubes.

The little girl refused to leave because the young wounded was lying on the kang, or because it was closest to the coal stove, and the earthen pot on the stove had been simmering the meat, and the meat had been grunting in the soup. Loudly.

With chopsticks in her hands, she stared at the meat stewed on the stove, her eyes focused, so she seemed even more dull.

"I don't think it's really stupid to know that I am afraid of being hot."

The young officer looked at her and shook her head. She walked to Kang and sat down.

Over time, the little girl relaxed her vigilance a little, but the young wounded man was still unconscious.

He started to look through the person's things, trying to find some clues, but in the end he found nothing.

The young wounded had no money, no guides, no household registration, not even a piece of paper. The clothes used the most common clothing, and there were no accessories that could provide information, just a string on his wrist. Stone beads.

The stone beads looked rather primitive, and there was nothing special about them.

Thinking of the smell that had previously been smelled under the cliff, the young military officer lowered his body and sniffed seriously in the neck and body of the young wounded. Although he was not sure if it was the smell he had previously smelled, he can now be confident that there was a lot of medicine on the young wounded.

He smelled at least seventeen medicinal herbs.

"It turned out to be a drug dealer, no wonder he would risk his way overnight."

He looked at the young wounded and said with emotion: "The death of man is fortune, but it's worth it."

The war has been going on for two years. Even if Zhuzhou County and Tiannan are all supporting, many resources still become a little tight, especially medicine. The lack of medicines in the frontline military departments is no secret. For many drug dealers who have not obtained the permission of the court, as long as they can send the medicinal materials to the frontline, they can sell them and make great profits. As for the possible encounters along the way The risks and the strict laws of the imperial court were not within the scope of their consideration.

The soldiers came in with hot water and said to him: "Sir, we will do the next thing well."

The young officer was about to respond, looking at the little girl at the root of the wall, but shook his head again.

The little girl was holding her tableware and her dull eyes were full of indifference or numbness. Only when she looked at the meat stewed in the pot would it become warmer. It looked like a small animal that had been subjected to countless cruel tortures. People sympathize.

"I'm still here. Since I'm saving people, I have to save them."

When the young officer made this decision, he didn’t know that it was easy for him to think of the dementia girl who had been going to work for many years as the little princess of the Devil, not to mention the relationship between the unconscious young wounded and himself. .

He just thought the little girl looked pitiful. At the same time, he felt that although the young wounded person had been comatose and closed his eyes, he didn't know why it gave a very peaceful and fresh feeling. In short, it looked a little pleasing to the eye.

In this way, the young men and women who fell from the mountain stayed at the Hanya Racecourse, where they were taken care of by the officers and soldiers.

The young military officers put the most energy into it, because cooking meat and curing diseases were originally national affairs.

After a few days, the young wounded man finally woke up.

He didn't open his eyes immediately, but spent five breaths to calm down, and then sat on his own to confirm the injury.

After confirming the severity of the injury, he opened his eyes.

It was the young officer who first caught his eye.

He thought to himself that although this man had a big beard, he looked like he was not such a fierce generation, and somehow it was pleasing to the eye.

It was a long time before Zuoxiu, Tang 36, Gou Hanshi and Guan Feibai learned about the situation at that time.

No matter the National College of Education or the people who are away from Jianjianzong have been silent for a long time, do you think your eyes are blind?

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