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Wang Ji put down the pen in her hand lightly, stretched out her somewhat stiff hands and rubbed them together, and then put them to her mouth and exhaled several hot breaths before she felt that her hands were a little smarter. Winter in northern Xinjiang is particularly cold. Although there were two more braziers in the room, it was still cold.

She put down her hands, picked up a step of paper that had just been written on the table, looked at the four big words "Field Medical Department" on the top paper, and nodded with satisfaction.

This is a plan for the medical official office that Wang Jiqing sorted out according to the setting of the field hospital that he knew in his previous life, combined with the actual situation in northern Xinjiang at this time. I hope that the birth of this field medical office can save more soldiers who were injured in battlefield battles in the future world competition.

Some measures of battlefield first aid, senior brother and others have gradually been promoted among the military doctors in the army in this Mobei campaign, and they have been effective. The nursing staff who were sent to the front line by themselves have also gradually grown up in actual combat.

Now that the internal and external conditions are ripe, this field medical department should be able to carry out smoothly.

She knew that the road ahead of them was extremely difficult, and she only hoped that she could help Ah Che little by little, just as Ah Che had silently paid for herself in the capital to seek justice.

Wang Ji lightly put down the paper in her hand, supported her chin with one hand, and looked sideways out the window. It's almost time, and it's time for Ache to come back.

Since she hurriedly said goodbye outside Qizhou City this morning, the thoughts in her heart have been like a flood that has opened the floodgates, and she has been out of control. She knew that he should still be at the celebration banquet in Linglong Pavilion at this time, drinking with the army robes. This time the victory in Mobei is determined by the barbarians on the outside and the military morale on the inside, the man who is confident and self-reliant must be very happy.

Thinking of the scene of the four eyes intertwined in the daytime, Wang Xiqing's heart also rippled slightly. She unconsciously stood up and turned her head to look in the direction of the door.

Li Yuanche, who was dressed in black brocade, was leaning against the door, looking at the girl in the room with a focused expression. He watched as she put down the pen in her hand, he watched as she picked up the paper with the ink not dry, he watched her brace her cheeks and look out the window, he watched her look at him.

Wang Ji looked at the man standing against the door, the corners of his mouth moved slightly a few times, but he couldn't say a word.

At this moment, Li Yuanche, on his well-defined face, his eyebrows are black like a sword, his eyes are as bright as stars, and his whole person is like a sword out of the sheath, and his momentum is extraordinary. He had just returned from the battlefield battle, and his resolute face was more mature and stable and ruthless at this time.

Such a man who stands up to the sky, at this moment, in his bright and divine eyes, the gaze looking at him reveals endless tenderness.

Wang Xi was stunned, and the corners of her eyes had overflowed with crystal tears at some point. She stretched out her hand, and just as she wanted to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she fell into a familiar embrace.

Li Yuanche stepped forward a few steps and hugged his sweetheart tightly. How many sleepless nights of heart, how many battles on the battlefield, all of a sudden, all turned into a trace of tenderness and kneaded into this embrace.

"Gently!" Li Yuanche hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and the thousands of words accumulated in his heart only turned into this affectionate whisper.

"Gently, I miss you so much."

"Ah Che," Wang Ji lightly put down her daughter's reserve, stretched out her hands around his waist for the first time, and hugged him back.

"Ache, I'm here." She just hugged him gently, and with just a few words of "I'm here", his heart, which was a little restless by the battlefield fighting, gradually quieted down.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the white moonlight passed through the window, dragging the figures of the two embracing each other to the ground for a long time.

After a while, Li Yuanche let go of the girl in his arms. He stretched out his hands, held the girl's cheeks, stared at the girl's graceful face affectionately, his eyes swept over the red lips of his sweetheart, and suddenly became hot.

Wang Ji looked at the infatuated gaze of the man in front of him, and his face was already hot. She lifted her head, closed her eyes slightly, and a warm kiss swept past her lips like a dragonfly.

This flickering kiss, although the touch of the lips is between each other's lips, but it is also deep in each other's hearts.

"Gently." Li Yuanche strangled his heart, only tapped on the girl's lips, and hugged his sweetheart again. Now that he is filial and filial, and the two have not married, he can't, doesn't want to, and doesn't want to surprise her like this.

Wang Ji returned to that warm embrace, took a few deep breaths, and only opened her eyes again when her face was no longer hot.

"Ah Che, look at this." The girl's eyes were clear, and she picked up the "Field Medical Department" plan she had written and handed it to the man beside her.

Li Yuanche, who has always been self-controlled, has also collected his mind, he stared at his sweetheart with a look on his face, and then took the thick paper pedal, lowered his head and looked at it carefully.

After a while, Li Yuanche, who raised his head, looked at the girl in front of him with a look of surprise. His gentleness can always surprise him one after another in the ordinary.

"How?" The girl looked up and asked, with a delicate face, especially graceful. Especially the big eyes that were as smart and clear as autumn water, just glanced at him so quietly, and looked forward to the brilliance, so that he couldn't help but sink into her eyes.

"Gently, thank you." Li Yuanche took the girl's hands and slowly put them on his chest. How fortunate he is Li Yuanche to be with her in this life.

"Ah Che," Wang Ji leaned lightly against his chest, hearing the sound of his powerful heartbeat, and his heart was at peace. She thought that this man was worth her trust for the rest of her life.

"Ah Che, you said, we don't need to say thank you between us."

"Yes, we don't need to say thank you to each other." Li Yuanche lowered his head and leaned against the woman's hair and took a deep breath.

"Gently, what you think, is what I want." He looked up and deliberately dragged out his voice. "Build a high wall, accumulate grain, and slowly become king!"

"Mr. Fushiyama told you everything?" Wang Ji raised her head slightly, she knew that Ah Che must be able to understand the benefits. This is the strategy used by Zhu Yuanzhang to win the world in the history known to him in his previous life, which has long been proven by history to be successful.

"Hmm." Li Yuanche nodded. But he said no more. Plan and then move, since his gentleness has been planned for him, this thing should naturally be done by him.

"Gently, when I'm busy for a while, I'll accompany you well, okay?" Li Yuanche felt a little guilty, the girl in his arms came from thousands of miles away, but he had been fighting in all directions, and he hadn't had time to accompany her to have a good look at the scenery of northern Xinjiang.

"Okay." Wang Ji lightly nodded in his arms. She knew they were going to be busy for the next few days.

When he returned from the war, he was busy rewarding the heroes on the battlefield, compensating the soldiers who had sacrificed their lives, pacifying the people in the city, and dealing with daily chores; And she also has to work with her brother to develop new drugs, promote surgery among military doctors, and ponder the affairs of the field medical department.

In the troubled times, they met with each other and worked together to slowly advance to that position. (To be continued.) )