"Tell me, who's as good as Daddy?" Who did he destroy?

"Uncle Chenlong, Uncle Dong, Uncle Yifeng......" Meng Yachen said, and when he felt his father's darkening face, he hurriedly changed his words: "Of course, in my son's heart, my father is the best." ”

The son's final change of words made Meng Chenyi's iron-black face improve slightly.

Then he turned to his wife and asked, "Who is the best man in your heart?" ”

Mu Tingya raised her forehead, "What do you guys do with the conversation between the two of you?" ”

Meng Chenyi shrugged, "The topic was pulled out by his son, and the husband happened to want to know who Xiaoya's heart liked the most?" ”

Can she say that she has her own strengths? The men mentioned by the son are all very good, so I can't tell who is good and who is better, I can only say that everyone in their respective fields is beyond the reach of others.

Seeing that Mu Tingya had been silent, Meng Chenyi said, "Xiaoya, is it so difficult to answer?" ”

Mu Tingya glanced at him angrily, "I don't know who is better, but I know that I love you the most." ”

Sure enough, as she expected, when the man heard her say this, his handsome face immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, full of smiles.

"Baby, I love you too." This sweet word came out of Meng Chenyi's mouth, but Meng Chenlong, who had always been calm, sprayed tea and sounded in the big tent.

Mu Tingya was embarrassed for a while and glanced at him.

Meng Chenyi said directly: "Isn't Big Brother Mo sick?" Do you need to go down and take a break? ”

Meng Chenlong wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said calmly: "I said that you can change places to show affection?" This is the big tent, the place where the military situation is discussed, not your bedroom. Without further ado, let's discuss what to do next! ”

"Nothing to negotiate." Meng Chenyi said directly: "It's not too late to discuss after Ke Zhen comes tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Xiaoya to get up, took her hand and walked out, turning his head to look at his eldest brother, "Aachen handed it over to you." ”

"Hey, where are you going?" Meng Chenlong hurriedly asked.

"Uncle Chenlong is so stupid. I can't see it. It was Meng Yachen who answered him.

Meng Yachen said with a smile: "Daddy and mother went on a date." ”

"Aachen, there are so many ideas." Meng Chenlong said with a smile.

……

Out of the big tent, Mu Tingya asked, "Where are you going to take me?" ”

"Doctor." Meng Chenyi said.

"What?" She didn't quite understand.

"Teach your two apprentices your skills of disemboweling and sewing flesh, and you won't have to work so hard in the future." He didn't stop. glanced at her, his eyes were affectionate.

"I am willing to teach them, after all, one more person can heal, which is a good thing for the benefit of the people." Mu Tingya paused and said, "It's just that the apprentices are still exempted!" They're too old. People older than me call me Master, and I'm awkward. ”

Meng Chenyi chuckled: "Listen to them a few more times, and you will get used to it." ”

"Why do you have to take in apprentices?" She asked.

"This matter is good and harmless, why don't you take it?" He asked rhetorically, and said: "They are a little older, but they do have a great talent for studying medicine, and when they become teachers, you, the master, can just call them." ”

"What do you mean, let them be my little brother?" She asked.

"That's what it means!"

While talking, the two came to the area where the wounded soldiers were concentrated.

Mu Tingya didn't chat with Meng Chenyi anymore. Instead, he stepped forward and checked on the wounded soldiers.

Some of the wounded soldiers who had undergone surgery had developed high fevers due to their injuries.

Postoperative high fever is a common clinical phenomenon, so Mu Tingya was not nervous, but took out antipyretic medicine from the super gold watch and gave it to the wounded soldiers.

After a general examination of the seriously injured soldiers, an idea flashed through Mu Tingya's mind, and she said to Meng Chenyi: "Take advantage of the afternoon time, it is better to gather all the military doctors in the entire military camp in one place." I taught them how to perform some simple surgeries and how to close them. ”

"Okay." Meng Chenyi nodded.

The news that the crown princess was going to teach the method of surgery spread throughout the entire military medical institute within a stick of incense, and all the military doctors in the entire military medical institute were boiling, and one by one they couldn't believe that this was true.

Will there be such good things in the world?

Is there pie in the sky?

Is there really anyone who is willing to teach their housekeeping skills to others?

They expressed skepticism.

Because even if it's a master and an apprentice. As a master, he will not teach his apprentices what he has learned.

In a good sentence: teach the apprentice, starve the master.

Therefore, in all walks of life, there are few apprentices whose achievements surpass those of the master.

However, Mu Tingya is not an ordinary person, she is a modern person. Modern medical technology is originally promoted by the world for the benefit of all mankind, and people have any new drugs or new inventions of treatment programs, and after they pass the clinical trials, they will be promoted and applied to the world as soon as possible.

Her medical skills are only the tip of the iceberg of modern society, and she just wants to do her best to help more people in need.

Therefore, it is imperative to promote surgery.

However, in terms of hygiene, it is necessary to strictly control and be cautious.

A clean clearing was now crowded with military doctors.

The medics sat in their chairs while looking ahead.

There were two tables in front of the medics, and on one of them was a pig with a boiling hemp, and an arrow was inserted into the pig, and blood flowed slowly down the arrow.

On the other table are surgical tools.

In addition to the military doctors who remained on duty at the wounded and sick center, all the military doctors who were in the barracks came.

How could they not come with such a treatment?

Everyone wants to learn more about healing.

Mu Tingya was the last to arrive.

The venue, which was still a little noisy, has been quiet since Mu Tingya appeared.

One by one, he got out of his chair, stood up, knelt down again, and saluted, "See the crown princess." ”

"Get up!" Mu Tingya walked to the two tables, her arms raised lightly, and the corners of her mouth smiled lightly.

"Thank you, Crown Princess." The medics stood up.

"Today I'm going to teach you how to marry an arrowhead." Mu Tingya said lightly, a confident voice coming out of her mouth.

One by one, the medics listened intently.

Mu Tingya said: "As we all know, the soldiers were hit by arrows, and the treatment method of the military doctors is generally to pull out the arrows directly, then sprinkle them with gold sore medicine, and then wrap them in gauze, and then resign themselves to fate." Is that so? ”

"That's right!"

"Doctor medicine in the barracks treats arrow wounds, and it has been the case for generations."

The military doctors said.

Mu Tingya asked, "So, I want to ask, what is the chance of success of such a treatment?" ”

"About thirty percent." An older medic replied.

In fact, 30% is only a conservative estimate, because there are many wounded soldiers who will still lose their lives even if they are treated.

(To be continued.) )