A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Shu Luo looked at Xiao Shitou's ignorant and innocent face, as if he had seen some rare treasure, rubbed his hands together, and said excitedly: "This is your son! I didn't expect you to have a son! Let me take it, I love kids..."

However, when he approached Xiaoshi, Xiaoshi turned his head suddenly as if he was frightened, buried his face in Song Qinghan's chest, and whined aggrievedly.

The expression on Shu Luo's face froze, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, scratched his head, and said falteringly: "Well, maybe I have been contaminated with too much evil spirit recently, it will be fine after a while..."

Song Qinghan chuckled, touched Xiao Shitou's head, nodded his chin at Shu Luo, motioned him to look in the direction of his line of sight, and said in a low voice: "I live there, you can find it when you are free. Me, if I'm free, I'll go in with you and help as much as I can."

Although his main purpose is to confirm Wu Dahu's safety, it doesn't mean that he will just watch those soldiers struggle and despair in pain.

Seeing the compassion in his eyes, Shu Luo pursed her lips, said no more witty words, nodded and said, "Okay, it's getting late, I'll go back first, otherwise those people will curse again..."

Song Qinghan gave a "hmm", nodded to him, and walked towards his tent with the small stone in his arms.

It's just that when he was about to go in, he didn't know what to think, and suddenly walked towards the residence of the general he had seen in the morning.

I don't know when he will usually be in the tent. If you want to put the small stones in his place to help take care of them, it might be better to say hello in advance.

Because the distance was not too far, Song Qinghan walked there quickly, but when he arrived, he suddenly found a group of soldiers who looked like soldiers dismantling the tent.

Song Qinghan was stunned, and subconsciously shouted: "What are you doing!"

The group of soldiers were startled by the sudden sound, they all stopped their work and looked up at Song Qinghan.

When they found out that the visitor was just a small logistics soldier, a trace of anger appeared on their faces. Fortunately, they knew that the matter was urgent, so they didn't waste time on Song Qinghan, so they buried their heads and continued to move.

Seeing that they had started to pack up the last things, Song Qinghan simply walked up to them, frowned and said: "This lord asked me to come to him in the afternoon and said that he had something to tell me. You demolished his tent, and he How will you live when you come back?"

Little Stone showed his head at some point, and looked at those people with his big eyes, as if he was wondering why they didn't answer Song Qinghan's words.

I don't know whether it was Song Qinghan's tough posture or the little stone's cute appearance that played a role. After cleaning up, those people finally raised their heads and said to Song Qinghan: "The adult you are waiting for has been seriously injured. , was sent to the military doctor, and if there is no accident, he probably won't come back."

After saying this, they didn't care if Song Qinghan understood or not, they just picked up the packed things and walked quickly to the distance.

Song Qinghan understood them, after all, this is the front line, every second is very precious, but he has not recovered from the news he just received.

"Will not come back" means that he will go back to the original place after healed his injuries, or... will he die?

His fingers trembled, and there was a look of compassion on his face.

Little Shitou sensed his emotions, stretched out his chubby hands, and lay tightly on Song Qinghan's body, as if he wanted to give him a comforting embrace.

Song Qinghan hugged the little stone instead, sighed faintly, turned around and walked back to his tent.

Since coming here, this is the first time he has the real feeling that he is now in the battlefield. Even when he went to the military doctor before, it was not as shocking as the scene just now.

After all, the general sat in front of him in the morning, teasing Xiao Shitou with a smile, and let Xiaoshitou pull his beard lovingly...

Jiayi looked at Song Qinghan with a strange face, saw that the corners of his eyes were red and tears welled up in his eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Have you been bullied?"

Song Qinghan came back to his senses, and when he was about to answer, he heard Jiayi add: "Then I really have to thank that person, otherwise I will think that having a child is omnipotent, no matter what happens, as long as the child Just pass it up and it will be done."

Seeing that he was still talking in that disgusting manner, Song Qinghan paused, and said calmly: "One of the adults I went to pour the chamber pot in the morning, was pulled out of the tent because of serious injuries, and I heard that he probably won't have to come back gone."

Jiayi was stunned, as if she didn't expect Song Qinghan to say this to him, she turned her head to one side, rolled her eyes and said, "What's none of my business? We don't need to go to the battlefield, and besides, if there is one less person, our affairs still need to be settled." slightly less......"

As he talked, his voice became smaller and smaller, and at the end, it seemed to be whispering softly.

Song Qinghan didn't try to persuade him or anything, anyway, he would experience these things sooner or later, just like himself, when he poured the chamber pot upside down, he would find that there were fewer and fewer familiar faces every day, although the work was easy, But my heart has long been weighed down by too much emotion...

After feeling sad, Song Qinghan began to worry about the whereabouts of the little stone.

Although these generals were relatively easy to get along with, none of them liked small stones like the general in the morning.

These people have been tortured by the war for a long time, so how can they find the energy to coax a child?

Little Shitou played with Song Qinghan's hair, and suddenly called out: "Father! Father!"

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, almost subconsciously thinking that Wu Dahu had come in, so he quickly turned around and covered his face with the cloak.

Jiayi was stunned by his continuous movements, looked at him suspiciously, turned her head to look at the tent that had not moved at all, and said with a smile: "Even if the enemy hits the door, if you block it like this, they can still let it go!" Can't you pass?"

Song Qinghan knew that he had an oolong, coughed lightly, put down the cloak, glanced at the innocent little stone, and whispered: "Your father is busy! There is no time to take you, and... If he sees you, he will definitely give you a good spanking!"

Little Shitou pursed his lips, and squeezed his little hand unhappily, making Song Qinghan's heart ache for a while.

Is there anyone... who can go for a ride now and then with a pebble?

The image of a galloping horse suddenly appeared in Song Qinghan's mind, he clapped his hands suddenly and said: "I know!"

After throwing down this puzzling sentence, he went out again with a small stone in his arms, with a dusty look, causing Jiayi to frown.