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A bowl of warm water, soaked in a thinly torn steamed bun, soaked very softly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Xia Yunchu looked down at the bowl of unfashioned food, and always felt that it was a little unappetizing. She wanted to find a little more ingredients to make the taste of this bowl of steamed buns more fragrant. It's a pity that in this place, not to mention the ingredients, even the steamed buns soaked in warm water are not easy to come by.

The wounded soldier has already reported his name to Nuomi, saying that it is Zhao Sanji.

Zhao Sanji had just woken up from a coma, and his spirit was not very good, but he could still sit and eat by himself.

The bowl of steamed buns that seemed a little unappetizing to Xia Yunchu, he ate it carefully and hiccuped, and then returned the worn-out coarse porcelain bowl to Xia Yunchu, as if he was a little unsatisfied and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Xia Yunchu shook his head, "No." You are a wounded soldier, and you don't get much food every day. Before, you were unconscious, and the things couldn't be distributed to you, but this was just reported to help you get there. ā€

"Alas, it's only one, it's not enough to eat......" Zhao Sanji showed a look of infinite regret.

Xia Yunchu pursed her lips and smiled, and when she saw Zhao Sanji looking at her, she said, "You just woke up, and it's not suitable to eat too much and too hard." It's okay to be hungry, eat something soft, and slowly slow down so that it won't hurt the internal organs. ā€

These things, Zhao Sanji is a rough soldier, where can he understand.

But since Xia Yunchu said this, he also listened to it. In this military array, he couldn't find any food, so he could only turn his head and ask Xia Yunchu for water.

Xia Yunchu found that the people in this place were very unparticular, and they usually drank raw water directly, even when they fed these wounded, they were directly poured with unboiled cold water, and she was terrified to see it.

After she had taken care of the wounded soldiers herself, she worked hard to boil the water and keep it warm before feeding them.

Zhao Sanji took the water and only took a sip, and immediately frowned, and said unhappily, "Warm." ā€

Xia Yunchu knew that he was used to cold water, and for a while, I was afraid that he would only feel how bad this warm water was, and he would not be verbose, so he just said, "If you want to stand up, you have to listen to me." You can't disobey whatever I tell you to eat and drink. ā€

Zhao Sanji was stunned, and the whole person fell into a daze.

To him, it was like a dead end. As soon as Xia Yunchu said this, he immediately became obedient.

In this place, only Xia Yunchu would tell him that he still had hope of standing up again. He knew how serious his injuries were, and when the other military doctors and doctors saw them, they would only comfort him not to be sad, and told him that if he could go back alive, he would definitely get the court's mercy, but he just wanted to stand up on his own feet.

With such an injury, it is almost an extravagant hope to get back on his feet, but he still can't help but have this extravagant hope in his heart.

Even if Xia Yunchu just lied to him, he was willing to fall for it.

"You're a ...... It is wider than that of a military doctor. Zhao Sanji shook his head helplessly and drank the bowl of water in his hand.

Xia Yunchu couldn't explain any bacteria, infections and other things to people in this Great Qin. Looking at the level of medical skills in this place, it seems that there are not even many theories of traditional Chinese medicine, and it is inconvenient for her to say too much. Just laugh and don't speak.

Zhao Sanji drank the bowl of warm water in his hand, put down the porcelain bowl, and wiped his chin with his sleeve with his backhand.

He doesn't look very old, maybe he is a young man of eighteen or twenty, but there is an indescribable roughness between his movements, at first glance, he has been in this barracks for a long time, and some of his movements and habits are exactly the same as Li Shun's.

Xia Yunchu waited for him to finish drinking the water, and then told him in detail about the things to pay attention to.

During the day, Xia Yunchu himself had to go outside to fetch water, and he couldn't stay by these wounded soldiers all the time. During the day, she had no right to ask how the other soldiers cared for the wounded. At this time, Zhao Sanji woke up, and she could finally let Zhao Sanji take care of herself.

He couldn't do anything else, but he should still be able to ask for things like drinking boiling water and waiting for Xia Yunchu to come back in the evening to change his bandages.

In addition, his leg is still in the healing stage, so it is suitable to move casually, and Xia Yunchu also has to explain that he should try not to touch the wound on his leg.

Zhao Sanji only found out at this time that he had two sticks tied to his legs, sandwiching the wound in the middle, and he couldn't help but feel curious, so he asked, "Is this ...... Will my wounds grow back and I can stand up again?"

Xia Yunchu didn't know how to explain to him, thought about it, and said, "I used to have a relative in my family who was a hunter, and he once broke his leg on the mountain, and the wound looked worse than yours, but it was also cured like this. The bones were wounded, and they would have grown on their own. It's just that many people don't let the bones be in the right position when they are recuperating from their injuries, so after the bones grow, even the shape changes, and they naturally can't stand up. As long as you don't let the bones misalign during the process, you'll be fine. ā€

Zhao Sanji didn't understand what he heard, it can be seen that Xia Yunchu said it so clearly, and he didn't dare to doubt it, so he had to nod.

He looked at his wound carefully, and found that there were traces of needles and threads on the wound, and he couldn't help but be even more surprised.

"Hey, what's the matter with my wound...... How...... And the needle and thread? Who mended my body as a garment? ā€

Xia Yunchu was helpless, but he also knew that the stitches of the wound were so obvious, Zhao Sanji didn't pay attention to it today, and he would definitely notice it in the future. Rather than let him rashly ask the other soldiers, it is better to confess to him directly.

"That's what my dad taught me before. Didn't you notice that when those wounds went bad, the flesh was exposed. The flesh should be in the body, but your wound is so torn that even a strip of cloth is not enough, so you can only sew it with a needle and thread. Don't worry, when the meat grows up, I will cut it off for you, you won't be afraid of even this little thing, right?" Xia Yunchu could only use a little agitation.

"I'm not afraid, but I'm not afraid......" Zhao Sanji shook his head and raised his eyes to look at Xia Yunchu, "You little doll, there are a lot of strange things." ā€

Xia Yunchu bit his lip, originally wanted to say that if he didn't want to die, he would just not listen. But when he looked down and saw Zhao Sanji's haggard appearance, somehow, he couldn't say this.

In any case, this person is also a soldier who is desperately killing the enemy in order to protect the lives of these people, and everyone has already entrusted their lives to the battlefield, and she actually can't say anything more. She should have taken care of these people.