Looking at the indignant soldiers on the school field, Shen Fenglin nodded with satisfaction, it was hard for these soldiers to continue to fight for half a year and still have such enthusiasm, if they were depressed, even the immortals could not save them.

"The day after tomorrow is the day of war, tomorrow the training will be suspended for one day, all the soldiers will recuperate tomorrow, let us have a big battle in two days, let the soldiers of the Song Kingdom know that our soldiers of the Yue Kingdom are by no means vegetarians!"

Shen Fenglin dismissed the soldiers, and the guards in the audience trotted up and whispered a few words in Shen Fenglin's ear, Shen Fenglin frowned, and walked quickly towards the camp of the disabled soldiers.

The war between the Yue State and the Song State lasted for half a year, and the Yue State itself was inferior to the Song State in terms of military strength, but fortunately, Hengyan and Shen Fenglin later helped to prevent them from being pressed and beaten.

Despite this, the war was still costly, with many soldiers losing their lives and some being seriously wounded and facing disability for the rest of their lives.

Shen Fenglin, the camp of the disabled soldiers, had to go to check the situation every day, but Shen Fenglin did not allow Hengyan to go, Hengyan was still young, and it was best for him not to go to see and ask about some things.

What's more, this tent was full of wounded soldiers, and it was regarded as a filthy place, and when Heng Yan appeared in front of the tent, everyone in the tent was stunned.

"Lord Wang?"

"Lord Wang!"

Hengyan lowered the curtain of the camp tent, the camp tent was not big, not to mention that there were many wounded soldiers in the tent.

Heng Yan went to the camp tent and became more crowded, and a doctor with blood on his hands walked towards Heng Yan: "How could the prince come here, this is not the place where the prince should come." ”

The doctor subconsciously glanced behind Heng Yan, didn't Lord Shen not allow the prince to come here.

The prince should study the art of war in the tent at this time, should something happen when he suddenly comes here?

"Why can't this king come here, the number of wounded soldiers in the account has increased recently, but the number of doctors is not enough, this king has learned some basic nursing and medical skills in Beijing, I can help you a little. ”

If Heng Banquet came to the camp tent to say that it was condolence to the soldiers, it was enough to move people, let him treat the wounds of the soldiers, then what should he do.

Before everyone could react, Heng Yan took the tools on the wooden frame on one side and came to a soldier who was moaning quietly, the soldier's arm was pierced by an arrow, and the arrow had been taken out, but the arm was pierced with a hole, and the wound was easy to crack.

Heng Yan remembered him, this soldier was no more than two years older than him, and five days ago he was a guard in front of his tent, and three days ago the two countries went to war, and he was wounded in that battle.

Ignoring everyone's shocked gazes, Heng Yan took out scissors and carefully cut the blood-stained gauze on his arm, and sure enough, the wound on his arm had been cracked, and blood was gurgling out of the wound.

"Your injury can't touch the water, pay attention, fortunately, the wound is not cracked, put on some hemostatic medicine and then apply the medicine will be fine, just to remove the blood clot, it will be a little painful, you bear with it." ”

"Ah...... Well. Before the soldier could recover from the strength of Heng Yan personally giving him a worthless little general, he looked at Heng Yan who was half-kneeling in front of the couch in a daze.

In the eyes of the soldiers, the people who came from the palace had fine skin and tender flesh and could not see a little blood, but the Heng banquet changed their views of the royal family.

Heng Yan's technique is as skilled as that of a military doctor, as if he has dealt with this kind of thing countless times, and everyone may not know that Heng Yan was bullied in the palace when he was a child.

Almost every day, new injuries were added to his body, and those injuries were dealt with by himself, and no one medicated him, and such things as applying medicine and bandages were familiar to him, and he was the most familiar with them.

"You don't have to worry about me, go about your own business, the other soldiers are still waiting for you to change the medicine, if there is anyone who doesn't understand, this king will ask you. ”

Heng Yan instructed the military doctor behind him without looking back, and his eyes were always on the position of the wound.

"What's your name?" Heng Yan laid out the medicines in the medicine box one by one, and asked the soldier who was dragged by him, and the soldier was so gently treated by Heng Yan that he sat up straighter in flattery.

"The name of the subordinate is called good words. The soldier said his name a little shyly, and looked up in surprise when he heard the words.

After a careful look, I found that the face of the soldier who was famous for his words was quite delicate, and his body was not as strong as others, and even slender, and most of the soldiers in the army were strong and strong seven-foot men, and it was rare to see such a thin soldier.

"Your name is very interesting, it sounds like you are a talented dancer and ink, your body is so small, you have only just entered the barracks. ”

This kid has a lot of calluses on his hands, all of which were sharpened from sword practice, and it is difficult for him to work so hard, but for some reason he works so hard.

"Let the prince laugh, don't hide it from the prince, his subordinate father is a teacher in a private school, and his mother is the daughter of a businessman, they have high hopes for me, since I was a child, I hope that I can be literate and literate, and I hope that my subordinates can become pillars, but I don't like Wen Xiwu, I secretly practiced martial arts when I was a child, and at the age of fourteen, I participated in the martial arts test and entered the military camp, and my father almost broke off the father-son relationship with me. ”

As if he was afraid that people would hear these things, the young man spoke softly, and his voice was so small that he had to listen carefully to the banquet before he could listen to it.

Hengyan listened to the self-description of the good words, but in addition to the feeling in his heart, he also felt guilty, and the good words dared to act and were not afraid of the future, but he didn't know what he liked.

"This king remembers, when this king first came to the army, it was the place where you settled this king, and at that time this king chatted with you for a few words, I remember that you said that you wanted to see the temple fair in Beijing again, and said that the poems you made when you went to the army will be written in a letter to your family and sent home. ”

He likes to love the military with good words, but between the civil and the military attaché, he chose the civil official, Heng Yan doesn't know why he made such a choice, but since it is his own will, it is naturally the best result for him.

Heng Yan had some impressions of him, precisely because the good words were very talkative, and Heng Yan's memory was surprisingly good, so he remembered the good words of this person.

"The wound hurts, this king has suffered the most serious injury, or secretly learned to ride a horse when he fell off the horse, broken his hand has felt so painful that it is difficult for your hand to wear a hole in it. ”

Heng Yan used tweezers to gently pick away the blood clot on the wound of Shanci, and the cracked wound showed that the new flesh had dried up and was slightly white.

Heng Yan put the medicine on the wound of Shanci, and the wound hurt so much that he almost fainted on the day Shanci was pulled out of the arrow.

At that time, I only felt that I was injured and wanted to cause trouble to others, and my parents were not around, so I didn't feel very uncomfortable in my heart, but when I watched Hengyan bury his head in medicine for himself, and his heart was blocked when he comforted him in a hoarse voice.

"The sword has no eyes on the battlefield, injuries are inevitable, the scabs will heal soon after a few days, the prince still puts down his things and lets the military doctor come, how can the villain He De be so taken care of by the prince. ”