A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Little stone seems to have some impression on the general. He doesn't seem to be flustered. Instead, he giggles.

Song QingHan secretly congratulated Xiaoshi that he was not afraid of life. Otherwise, where could they go smoothly now?

The general was also very satisfied with Xiaoshi's performance. He bowed his head and teased him for a moment. He said in a deep voice, "don't worry. It won't happen in barbarians again."

See him even Wutan scared small stone things know, song QingHan secretly scared.

Wu Dahu didn't think much about it. After the ceremony, he took song QingHan's hand and left the tent.

Probably because the wounded camp was the base camp of song QingHan, the people inside looked at them strangely, but they didn't point at them.

As for Shuluo, who had not been seen for a long time, he did not change at all. He ran up to catch song QingHan and looked him up and down several times. When he found that there was no big obstacle to him, he said excitedly: "you are so powerful. It's like entering an uninhabited land to enter and leave the barbarians! Even if you really want to go, you can come back when you want to come back! "

The spectrum just put out by the military doctor leader was suddenly broken by the nonsense of Shuluo.

He coughed slightly, and looked at Song QingHan and Wu Dahu in a feigned indifference. He said in a deep voice: "you are the people who bear the sin. Live in the East. Don't walk around randomly. Do you know?"

Song QingHan was very clear about the distribution of the wounded soldiers' camp. So when he heard that the chief of the military doctor asked them to live in the East with the best conditions, he had a little smile on his face and said respectfully, "I see. Thank you for your advice."

The chief of the military doctor leaned slightly, gave way to his ceremony, and waved his hand at random: "OK, you go to wash first, don't stain the eyes of the wounded soldiers."

Shuluo saw the head of the military doctor who insisted on saying good things as bad things. He turned his mouth and held song QingHan's arm and took him out. He said happily, "you can come back. I'm so tired that the old man doesn't treat me as a human being. He would like to hang a carrot in front of me and let me spin around."

Song QingHan chuckled and calmly said: "you call him old and dead, how can you compare yourself to a donkey? How many days have I been away, and you're out of your mind? Do you want me to open it for you? "

After listening to his words, Shuluo jumped to one side warily and held his head and said, "no need! I have a good head! Let's show Mr. Wu... "

as he spoke, he looked at Wu Dahu. When he saw the faint surgical traces on Wu Dahu's head, he jumped up in surprise and ran directly to Wu Dahu.

If Wu Dahu hadn't thrown his eyes at him like an ice knife, Shuluo might have gone straight to grab Wu Dahu's head.

"My God, this is, this is all open? How, how can it be?! Can you still live when your brain is opened? "

Shuluo subconsciously step back, like watching a ghost like Wu Dahu, a face of disbelief.

Seeing song QingHan picking his eyebrows, he pointed to Wu Dahu and said, "song and song doctors, it's not because of your surgical mistakes that you made Lord Wu lose his memory?"

Song QingHan admired his imagination. He drew out the scalpel helplessly and said with a smile: "you can try to see if I can make mistakes..."

after seeing the silver reflecting scalpel, Shuluo jumps back subconsciously and shakes his head like a rattle: "no, no, no, no, I believe doctor song's medical skills, how can I make mistakes ? But can Lord Wu recover? "

Wu Dahu did not speak after listening to his questions, but quietly looked at Song QingHan.

Song QingHan stopped, avoiding Wu Dahu's sight, and said softly: "it doesn't matter if you can't recover. Anyway, the person is the same person."

Although he did not accurately explain, but after hearing what he said, both Shuluo and wudahu knew very well that the possibility of Wu Dahu's memory recovery was very small.

Although Shuluo felt a little pity, he didn't have much contact with Wu Dahu, or later he learned from others that song QingHan and Wu Dahu were a pair, so he didn't feel much about it. After all, song QingHan didn't mind. What should he worry about?

As for Wu Dahu, his eyes revealed a touch of confusion, but immediately turned into firmness, his face still hung that calm and calm expression, people can not guess his inner thoughts.

After they were brought into a separate tent, Shuluo didn't wait much. They were given some hot water and left.

Song QingHan looked at the empty tent, heart this time really even to see the bath.

But what he didn't expect was that Wu Dahu was very considerate. When the hot water came, he turned around and said in a deep voice, "you wash first. I'll do it after you've finished. Put the clothes aside. I'll wash them together later."

His performance is novel to song QingHan. After all, although they can't be called old husbands, they have done a lot of things to be frank for a long time. Now, it's a little nervous when they met.

Song QingHan was in the middle of a bath. He remembered that Wu Dahu would have to wash with these water for a while, so he wanted to stand up and go out.But he didn't know if he had been holding a position for a long time, or he lacked nutrition these days. His right leg suddenly began to cramp violently, which made him unable to keep upright at all.

When Wu Dahu heard the sound of "plopping" water, his heart was tight, and he rushed to the river. He lifted up song QingHan, who fell into the water. His eyes narrowed slightly when he swept to his tight right leg. He picked him up and strode toward the bed.

Song QingHan pinched his fingernails into Wu Dahu's arm with blood on his fingertips.

However, Wu Dahu seemed to have no feeling. One hand was left to him, while the other was slowly kneaded on song QingHan's right leg.

After half a column of incense, song QingHan's cramps finally eased down. The bed sheet under the bed was wet. It was not clear whether it was his sweat or the bath water that didn't dry on his body.

He looked at his naked body, inexplicably a little shy, stretched out his hand to cover a garment, and whispered to Wu Dahu: "you go to wash it. It's water-cooled for a while."

Wu Dahu looked at him for a long time. He suddenly reached out his hand and pulled back the wet broken hair on his forehead. He said in a deep voice, "call me if you have any discomfort."

Song QingHan didn't dare to look at him. He lowered his head and gave a sigh of relief when he got up and left.

After a while, he saw that the sheets under him were wet and uncomfortable. Just as he was about to get up and change them, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Wu Dahu's strong back, and his body was stiff.

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