Zhao Sanji seemed to listen to Xia Yunchu's words surprisingly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he often laughed at Xia Yunchu for being too exquisite, he knew in his heart that Xia Yunchu's attention was not unreasonable. He has been in the army for a long time, and on this battlefield, he has long been accustomed to seeing life and death. He knew exactly how badly his injuries were at the time.

Even before he passed out, he never thought that he would wake up one day.

Zhao Sanji really thought that he would pass out like that, and then bleed cleanly, or die of festering wounds.

He had seen too many of these wounded soldiers, and sometimes they were not as wounded as he was, but they never woke up.

After Xia Yunchu left, Zhao Sanji carefully examined the wounds on his body. To his surprise, the wounds on his body had begun to scab and heal. In particular, the hideous scar on the leg, although it looked terrible, did not look like it was festering at all. He gently pressed the wound with his own hand, and he could feel that the bone inside seemed to be in a very correct position.

Zhao Sanji didn't fully know what Xia Yunchu had done to him, and he could see that his wound had been, so he silently accepted Xia Yunchu's guidance and managed himself in strict accordance with Xia Yunchu's requirements.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be left with a cripple. If he could, he would rather stand up and kill the enemy again, even if he shed all his blood on the terracotta and yellow sand, rather than stay in the rear, and wait until he returned to the royal capital to accept the court's beneficiaries.

After Zhao Sanji woke up, Xia Yunchu still thought about going to talk to Li Shun.

Unexpectedly, before she met Li Shun, she had already learned from Zhao Sanji that Li Shun had already gone to the camp.

"Ah Shun has been in charge of transporting the wounded recently, and he will come here on weekdays. Zhao Sanji explained to Xia Yunchu.

Xia Yunchu nodded.

She occasionally met Li Shun on the road, but Li Shun came to this tent recently, and he picked the time of daylight, so he met him on the road, and he didn't have a chance to stand and say a few more words.

The wounded people that Li Shun transported, Xia Yunchu only glanced at them from a distance, but he could also see that the soldiers who were half-faint beside Li Shun had not been lightly injured.

Since the last time Zhao Sanji was transported, Li Shun seems to have received some inspiration, and when he transported the wounded soldiers in the future, he never came to the camp alone. When Xia Yunchu met him occasionally, she could see Li Shun and some other soldiers she didn't recognize, either carrying or carrying the wounded on their backs, and carefully sending them to the camp tent.

Sometimes the two met on the road, and there were no wounded people around Li Shun, but the clothes on his body were stained with blood, and at first glance, it was someone else's blood that stained him.

Xia Yunchu rarely inquired about the movements of the army in front of her, and she could see that Li Shun had more times, and she also knew that the situation ahead must be very bad. Otherwise, there would not be so many wounded. Every day when she rested and walked into the camp of wounded soldiers, she always saw many new wounded in the camp.

I am afraid that the same is true of the camps of wounded soldiers who are tied elsewhere.

As long as he thought that in the military array in front of him, the Qin army might be facing a big defeat, Xia Yunchu was overshadowed by a haze.

It's a pity that no matter how worried she is, she can't say or do anything at the moment, so she can only silently do things in the camp, hoping that such a small thing she has done can also save the lives of a few wounded soldiers, so that the Qin army can see a little hope of victory.

In addition to Zhao Sanji, Xia Yunchu also rescued several wounded soldiers who didn't look very good.

The wounded soldiers were either unconscious from blood loss, or their wounds were rotting and suppurating. These people don't need to deal with it too much, as long as they find a way to clean their wounds, then use a clean cloth to bandage the wounds, and then pay attention to them when taking care of them, they can slowly get better.

After all, these people are all soldiers, and it is absolutely impossible to say that their physical fitness is weak. They work in the army, eat and drink much better than ordinary ordinary people. At this time, he was carefully taken care of by Xia Yunchu, and the wound slowly healed.

Especially after Zhao Sanji woke up, Xia Yunchu explained to him, and Zhao Sanji took care of the wounded soldiers around him. Those who want to drink water and change their dressings on weekdays will be required to do what Xia Yunchu instructs.

Zhao Sanji didn't believe in Xia Yunchu's little doll very much, but the only hope for him and those wounded soldiers was placed on Xia Yunchu, except for Xia Yunchu, no one thought that they could survive, so he was like grasping a life-saving straw.

These people are accustomed to being casual in the army, and no one has ever been so careful. But they never saw a few wounded soldiers get better, and they all survived on their own strength. If you can get through it, it will be able to get better, if you can't get through, it will be a roll of straw mats and a handful of loess. If the war is urgent, it may just be a matter of adding an extra handful of firewood.

Zhao Sanji suddenly became so particular, and those medical soldiers who were usually responsible for taking care of them naturally felt a little bored.

But no matter what, Zhao Sanji and them were injured by the two armies who sacrificed their lives to kill the enemy in front of the battle, but it was a little more troublesome, but no one said anything.

Zhao Sanji himself was unable to move, and he couldn't explain it clearly to the doctors. Many times, he could only memorize by rote and say the things Xia Yunchu said. As for why he did it and what the consequences of not doing it were, he didn't know at all, let alone could tell why.

Everyone said that the wounded soldiers in the Wuwu Battalion were very particular, as if they were tossing people.

The transmission of information in the army is slow and fast.

Slow, because in this military formation, everyone belongs to a small part. On weekdays, there are no major events that are ordered by the military, and it is impossible to move around in the army. Even those sergeants who killed the enemy in front, as long as they dared to break through the army, they would be directly tied up as fine work.

The places where they rest every day and the people they see are only a dozen or dozens of them, separated by a branch, and they may not even recognize their faces, so they need to carry the logo of the Qin army on their bodies and remember the code in their hearts.

But in this military formation, there is no other pastime, in order not to be driven crazy by the battle ahead, many soldiers will rest in their leisure and just talk about the trivial things in this army, which can be regarded as a kind of relaxation.

Therefore, the things that the wounded soldiers on the side of the Wuwu camp paid special attention to had already spread throughout the army in a short time and became a joke in the Qin army camp.

Xia Yunchuwu didn't know that he had inadvertently become the invisible protagonist of such a big gossip, and he was still trying his best to find a way to take care of those injured soldiers.