A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Su San didn't make a sound after hearing Song Qinghan's words, because he knew that Song Qinghan's words were right. If this place falls, even if they can retreat, it won't be long. The capital may be impenetrable, but what does that have to do with them?

Seeing that Su San was in a daze, Song Qinghan patted him on the shoulder, nodded to his right leg, and said softly: "It's almost ready, this is a good sign, isn't it?"

After saying this, Song Qinghan turned around and left without waiting for Su San to react. He still had a lot of work to do. If he could cure the patients in the general doctor's area, would it mean that there would be more manpower?

Although these people can't go to the battlefield, there are always some things they can do. After all, their experience is so rich, and they are people who have passed through life and death, so their mood is somewhat different.

While thinking about it, Song Qinghan nodded to Shu Luo who appeared by the side of the road. Seeing his panicked expression, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shu Luo swallowed, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "The general, the general is injured!"

Song Qinghan's heart tightened. Seeing his uneasy expression, he knew that this incident must not be a small one. He said in a deep voice, "Seriously injured? Where is the injury?"

Shu Luo gestured, and found that he couldn't speak clearly for a while, so he had to hold Song Qinghan's hand and walked inside, saying intermittently as he walked: "The arrow passes here, here, and here, there is no way at all. Lying down, you can only be supported by someone, and you can barely support the general, it is really, really terrible!"

That scene didn't look the worst, but because of the general's noble status and his calm expression, it left a deep impression on Shu Luo.

Song Qinghan frowned, and when he saw the places where Shu Luo was gesturing, he felt a bad feeling in his heart, subconsciously said: "Have you dealt with it? Did you not move?"

Shu Luo quickly shook his head and explained: "In the past, maybe we would have dealt with it, but don't you know that your craftsmanship is better now? So no one moved, but temporarily stopped the bleeding for the general, Everything else is up to you..."

He said in the end that his voice became smaller and smaller, as if he sensed the irresponsibility of their behavior. After all, Song Qinghan is not one of them, and he will push the general to perform surgery on him, and it is still so serious. The situation looks somewhat ruthless.

But Song Qinghan didn't mind, nodded and said: "Yes, you can help me, there are too many injuries, I can't do it alone."

Shu Luo hurriedly nodded in response. At this time, let alone let him help, he would be willing to take excrement and piss for Song Qinghan, but this kind of thing is impossible...

The two came to an ordinary tent. After Shu Luo saluted, he opened the tent directly. When he felt several eyes on him, his heart tightened, and he felt a chill on his back. .

Song Qinghan didn't talk nonsense, he just opened his bag and started to disinfect.

A few people who looked like the general's guards frowned tightly when they saw Song Qinghan's movements, and put their blood-stained hands on the knife at their waist, and said in a deep voice: "Who is he? What does he want to do to the general? Why did he come in with a knife?"

Big beads of sweat had already appeared on the head of the military doctor, but he still tried his best to explain calmly: "This is a doctor from Huichun Hall. Although he is not one of us, his medical skills are better than ours. We can all testify that those adults also know about it. As for the knife, it is his tool, and you will know it later..."

Those people looked at each other, probably because they knew the level of medical skills of these people. After putting down their hands, they snorted coldly and said, "Anyone is better than your medical skills. Don't you feel any guilt?"

Although he was taught a lesson, the chief of the military doctor did not show any displeasure on his face, instead he kept nodding and said: "Yes, we must try our best to improve our medical skills, but now it is the matter of the general, please be safe, my lords." Don't worry, let Doctor Song calm down first."

Song Qinghan didn't notice their conversation at all, because his nerves were tense now, and he couldn't tell any extra thoughts at all.

The general's arrow wounds were more serious than he had imagined. One pierced his eyes, one pierced his chest, and one pierced his left knee. Although there was no bleeding for the time being, it could not change the critical situation. fact.

Fortunately, although he suffered such a serious injury, the general's mood seemed very calm, and he showed no signs of irritability or madness.

Even, when he realized that Song Qinghan was looking at him, he said directly: "As fast as possible, just leave me a breath, I want to return to the battlefield as soon as possible!"

When he spoke, he didn't intentionally take a commanding tone, but the natural aura of a superior still gave this sentence a hint of compulsion.

However, Song Qinghan didn't care about it, and said directly: "I'm afraid it's impossible, even if I take out all your arrows immediately, you won't be able to move your body for a while, otherwise the wound will burst, blood will flow from your eye sockets, and even your Bring out your brains, too."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became quiet, as if everyone was still digesting the information given by Song Qinghan.

The general pursed his lips, frowned, and said, "Zhang Wei, Li De, go to the battlefield to check the current situation in exchange, and report back in time, hurry up!"

Song Qinghan turned his head and glanced at the two men who took orders, and thought that this general knows how to be flexible, which is much more convenient, he likes people who don't admit death, otherwise something unpleasant will happen soon.

After getting everything ready, Song Qinghan said to Shu Luo, "Take the scissors and cut off the arrows on both sides without shaking as much as possible."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin to the chief of the military doctor, and said in a deep voice, "You fix his head, don't let him turn around indiscriminately because of the pain, and don't show unnecessary expressions on his face, do you understand?"

The chief of the military doctor panicked, his pupils vibrated violently, and he pointed at himself and said, "Ah? How can I do it? Is it possible?"

Before Song Qinghan could speak, the general directly ordered: "You can, come here!"

Although the general's words were coercive, they inexplicably gave people a sense of security. A flash of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the military doctor leader, but then this hesitation became firm, and he strode over, holding the general's hand. Holding his head in his arms, looking at his expression, he seemed to be in a state of death.