A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

The burly man didn't miss the disgust in Wu Dahu's eyes, and there was a dumbfounding expression on his face. He wanted to explain, but he couldn't say anything after he opened his mouth, so he sighed helplessly, and patted Wu Dahu on the shoulder. After drinking all the wine, he retreated in defeat.

With this lesson learned from the past, others will not try again, but there are still those who don't have a good eye, who ran over excitedly and said to Wu Dahu: "What kind of beautiful concubine does Brother Dahu like? Oh, forget it, Why don't you just wait until you get back and I'll send you a bunch, no matter what type you have, you can choose whatever you want!"

Wu Dahu didn't speak at first, but the sound of putting the wine glass was surprisingly loud. After the attention of others was attracted, he said in a deep voice: "I, Wu Dahu, don't take concubines. My husband is the only one in my life. Everyone Adults don't have to worry about this aspect."

After he expressed his position like this, those who were not good at it finally understood, and resigned in embarrassment, without mentioning it again.

Although it was clear that no one said anything, in private, many people secretly discussed what he said just now.

"Do you think he really thinks so, or is he pretending?"

"Just pretending, which man doesn't want his backyard to be full? I heard that some people look like dogs in front of people, but once they get to people, they can do anything! Who knows if there is something strange about him hobby?"

"Hey, but I heard that his husband is really beautiful and has medical skills, so it's normal for ordinary people to look down on him. Have you forgotten what happened when he was in the capital? Princess He Ning wants to marry He, didn't he resist? It shows that his vision is high!"

"..."

Who says men don't gossip?Wu Dahu's hand holding the cup slowly turned around, taking the words that got into his ears from time to time as appetizers, and began to drink for himself.

I don't know what expression Song Qinghan will have when he hears others say that about him?Maybe he will rush forward to argue with others?

Thinking of Song Qinghan's sometimes serious and sometimes mischievous face, Wu Dahu felt that the wine in his mouth became sweeter, and the speed of drinking gradually accelerated unconsciously.

After Song Qinghan put Shu Luo on his bed, he waited in place for a while, and only after it got dark did he walk out of the tent again.

After walking, I don't know how to get to Wu Dahu's tent.

At this moment of celebration for the whole army, there are very few guards left behind, and they all seem very slack.

Song Qinghan knew that the guards were not to blame, it was entirely due to the atmosphere. After all, they hadn't been so relaxed for a long time. Although they couldn't drink a glass of wine now, it was okay to indulge themselves for a while.

But this gave him a chance. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Song Qinghan directly opened a corner of the tent and got in.

He has a small frame, so although the corner of the tent has some deformation after being squeezed by him, it doesn't look obvious. As long as you don't look carefully, you will never see any problems. However, under normal circumstances, no one will go to it. Look carefully at that corner.

Wu Dahu hadn't come back at this time, it was of course, after all, it was a celebration banquet, if he left early, it would seem a little disrespectful to others.

Although it was already dark, the fire outside clearly illuminated the situation inside the tent.

Song Qinghan noticed the note under the heart-protecting mirror, reached out to pick up the heart-protecting mirror, saw that the note he had given was carefully kept by Wu Dahu, and felt a touch of sweetness in his heart, but this sweetness soon disappeared. It turned into a panic.

No, Wu Dahu didn't know that he wrote these balls of paper, why did he keep them so carefully?Did Wu Dahu already know?Just pretending not to know?

The thoughts in his mind were chaotic, like hemp, and he couldn't find where the clues were.

"Xiaohan."

Wu Dahu's voice suddenly came from nearby, which startled him so much that he fell back and sat on the ground.

A pair of warm hands grabbed his waist before his butt hit the ground, pulling him up.

Song Qinghan looked at Wu Dahu who was close at hand, and felt as if he was stuttering, he hesitated and said: "Da, Dahu, you, you already know? You, when did you come back?"

Wu Dahu's eyes seemed blurred for some reason, he stared blankly at Song Qinghan, as if fascinated, and said slowly: "Xiaohan, you are here, I miss you so much."

When he smelled the strong smell of alcohol on Wu Dahu's body, Song Qinghan seemed to understand what was going on, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed, "Drunk? You've been tired all day, go to sleep."

He just turned around and wanted to fetch water to wash Wu Dahu's face, when a strong force came from his back, and then his body fell into a warm embrace.

"Xiaohan, it's great to see you, I almost won't see you today..."

It was rare for Wu Dahu to show such a fragile look in front of him. Song Qinghan put away his struggling thoughts, stayed quietly in Wu Dahu's arms, felt his breath blowing behind his ears, and said softly: "I know , Fortunately, you came back safely, if not, I will kill the barbarians single-handedly, and I will rescue you."

But this is just a thought, because Song Qinghan knew that if Wu Dahu couldn't come back, it was more likely that he was already on the battlefield than being captured...

After hearing Song Qinghan's words, Wu Dahu tightened his hands, as if he wanted to rub Song Qinghan into his body.

"I led a group of wounded soldiers into the barbarian stronghold. No one expected them to have such a strong fighting power. Even I didn't expect them to be more powerful in actual combat than in drills. I heard that the military doctors It's a lot of effort, thanks to them not dropping the chain, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see you now..."

Wu Dahu's tone became more and more low and hoarse, like a child complaining to an adult, which made Song Qinghan both amused and distressed.

It is said that men are children who can't grow up, and Wu Dahu's usual behavior is too mature, which almost made him forget this sentence.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, he didn't even reach the age of 25. In Song Qinghan's previous life, he was a college student who had just graduated and hadn't settled down yet. As a result, he is now leading troops to kill the enemy. This comparison is undoubtedly strong.

After Song Qinghan figured it out, he struggled slightly for a while, seeing Wu Dahu let go of his hand in grievance, hugged him from the front with a smile, raised his feet so that his head could rest on his chest, and said soothingly: " Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, it’s over, we’re all fine now, that’s the most important thing, if you drink too much, go to bed and rest first.”