A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Just looking at the current situation, if it continues, there is no guarantee that the general will bleed to death......

Song Qinghan showed a rare expression of hesitation, which made others tighten their hearts.

The general seemed to see Song Qinghan's worries, and suddenly said: "Doctor, just make a decision, and no one will blame you."

After hearing what the general said, Song Qinghan's expression softened, and he said in a deep voice: "If you continue, the life of the general may be in danger, if you don't continue, this leg may be abolished or even amputated. thinking about it.”

The general's expression obviously paused for a moment. I don't know if he felt that Song Qinghan's words were a bit unexpected.

His injured leg still feels obvious, so in his mind, as long as the arrow is taken out, the leg can still be used, but at present, it seems that his thinking is a bit too optimistic .

He didn't hesitate for long, though, because making tough choices is what he's best at.

"Then let's not take it out for now. I can tell the difference between a leg and a life."

Song Qinghan frowned, glanced at the chief of the military doctor, and said in a low voice: "I have some medicine in there, you can choose some and fry them for the general to drink."

The leader of the military doctor nodded quickly, and after carefully laying the general's head flat, he ran out quickly.

He didn't know that Song Qinghan didn't understand medicine, and he only thought that Song Qinghan was giving him face so that he wouldn't lose his head in front of the general. After all, he was also the person in charge here.

After the chief military doctor left, Song Qinghan and Shu Luo seemed a little redundant. Shu Luo glanced at Song Qinghan's face, and when he was about to explain his precautions, he suddenly noticed that Song Qinghan's body was shaking.

"careful!"

Shu Luo rushed over and caught Song Qinghan's falling body, but his strength was still too weak. He was hit by the impact of Song Qinghan's fall, and he was directly brought down to the ground, acting as Song Qinghan's body. meat pad.

Although the general didn't see their movements clearly, he guessed what happened from the movement, and said in a deep voice, "Send Doctor Song to the hospital for treatment, just leave one person here."

Although the guards hesitated a bit, their voice of agreement was unambiguous. They walked over and lifted Song Qinghan up, and walked outside quickly under Shu Luo's instructions.

After Song Qinghan was put down, Shu Luo anxiously pulled the chief of the general doctor over, pushed him to Song Qinghan, and said repeatedly: "Quickly get the pulse! If something happens to him, I will... "

Seeing Song Qinghan unconscious, the military doctor leader felt as anxious as Shu Luo, but when he heard his words, he subconsciously choked, "What about you? Do you still want to kill me?"

Shu Luo was at a loss for words, glanced outside from the corner of the eye, and suddenly said: "I don't want to kill you, but there are many people who want to kill you, you know, they are still waiting for Doctor Song to rescue them!"

Hearing what he said, the chief of the military doctor turned his head and saw that there were people looking at him from other tents. He hummed twice, put the door curtain back, grabbed Song Qinghan's hand, and closed his eyes to feel it.

If something goes wrong with Song Qinghan, the responsibility is really on him. After all, he was the one who asked Song Qinghan to save the general. Besides, the general's injury has not been completely cured, so it will be so uneventful. When the time comes If something goes wrong, don't you blame him?

Thinking of this, his face couldn't help drooping, looking like a bitter melon.

Shu Luo didn't know that he was still thinking wildly when he felt his pulse, but thought that Song Qinghan's situation was critical, and immediately turned around like ants on a hot pot, as if this was the only way to relieve the anxiety in his heart.

After half a stick of incense time passed, the chief military doctor suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Shu Luo with a strange expression on his face.

Shu Luo, who was already mentally prepared, said in awe-inspiring manner: "Just say it! What's the matter? If not, I'll steal the horse! We must send him back, we can't just..."

"Is he pregnant?"

Unexpectedly, the leader of the military doctor suddenly interrupted as if he didn't hear what he said.

Shu Luo's eyes widened, and she said in disbelief: "How do I know if he's pregnant or not? You mean...he's pregnant?!"

Looking at Shu Luo's expression now, those who don't know may think that Song Qinghan is pregnant with his child.

The chief military doctor was also very confused, pinching Song Qinghan's hand, and said uncertainly: "This is Huamai, if I remember correctly...it is indeed pregnant."

The tent suddenly fell into an eerie silence. Shu Luo and the military doctor chief looked at each other, as if they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

What's the matter?Pregnant on the battlefield?

Of course, this pregnancy was not conceived on the battlefield, but when it was discovered, it was actually on the battlefield.

The two of them couldn't tell whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for a while. After all, pregnancy is a good thing for everyone, but when they hear the news of pregnancy at this time, I'm afraid it will be a bit of a disaster...

At this moment, Song Qinghan groaned, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the ceiling blankly.

He has never been in such a state. Although the life here is not as good as his previous life in the city, it can be regarded as a healthy diet and regular work and rest. If you say dizzy, you will be dizzy.

For a moment just now, he thought he had time-traveled again, which almost scared him out of his wits.

It's not scary to time travel again, but just throwing Wu Dahu and the little stone away like this, even if you live another life, it won't be much fun.

After recovering, he turned his head to look at Shu Luo, seeing Shu Luo's eyes dodging, his heart sank, and he asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Shu Luo hesitated and kept looking at the chief of the military doctor, as if he wanted him to open the mouth.

However, Jiang was still old and hot, and the chief of the military doctor, Quan Dang, didn't see Shu Luo's wink, as if the old monk was in meditation, the old god was there.

Anyway, Song Qinghan didn't ask him, so he wouldn't talk about it.

But Song Qinghan quickly realized that it was useless to ask Shu Luo about it, because Shu Luo had no medical skills at all.

So he turned his head again, squinted his eyes at the chief of the military doctor, and said calmly, "I don't want to ask you a second time, just tell me."

The leader of the military doctor was so excited that he felt like being approached by Lord Yan. After smiling flatteringly, he said hesitantly: "That...you, you have..."

Song Qinghan's brows gradually frowned, and he said coldly, "What's the matter? Make it clear!"

Frightened by him, the chief of the military doctor closed his eyes and shouted loudly, "You have a baby! You are pregnant! About three months!"