The water in the pot was already boiling, and the boiling steam gurgled upward, making a crackling sound on the lid of the pot, waking the old man from his dream.

He was napping, and in his dream he won a jar of good wine from the cook Wu Ziniu. He smiled, got up, and picked up the kettle to make himself a pot of tea.

Today, although it was cold and windless, the old man lifted the curtain and let the warm sun shine in on his creaking little bed. He held the hot tea, warmed his hands, sat outside the door, took out the set of dice casually, and rubbed it in his hand lovingly.

Lao Fang is an old military doctor in the medical hall under the word "sheng", who has been in the army for most of his life, and is a half-old man with no wife and no daughter, and he is not particular about food and clothing, and his only hobby is to gamble for a small amount of money. The years in the army are boring, a group of big men are together, except for drinking and gambling, there is no pastime, as long as it is not wartime, Jinghua is also allowed.

The war has not yet begun, and he, a military doctor, has nothing to do, and he has been idle for the past two days. Suddenly, he heard someone call him, "Old Fang, old ...... Fang!"

Listening to this voice, you don't have to look back to know that it was the head of his "Sheng" character department, Kuai Fang, who arrived. He was taken aback, with his slight military rank and the opportunity to directly meet with the general Kuai, it was probably the end of the year and the beginning of the year, there were a few times when he comforted his subordinates, he hurriedly got up and respectfully greeted him.

"Old Fang, I found you a help...... Helper, you help bring ...... Bring a newcomer. ”

Before Kuai Fang could finish his sentence, a little girl had already popped out behind him, and said sweetly: "Daddy Fang, my name is Ah Mo, and I'm here to help you." ”

She is very petite, hiding behind the five big and three thick Kuaifang, the whole person is covered, I saw her long black hair like ink and satin, with pretty and vivid eyebrows and eyes, fair and delicate skin, the whole person is like a radish just pulled out of the ground in July, sweet and crisp, each cell is exuding a refreshing water.

Lao Fang rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he was still in a dream and had not woken up, in this place where there were groups of rough men, there was no mother all year round, and it was rare to have one, still like General Kuai, how could such a delicate little girl fall from the sky.

Ah Mo had already neatly coiled up his long hair, rolled up his sleeves, found a broom, and helped Lao Fang clean his small broken house, "Daddy Fang, don't look at my young age, I have also learned some superficial medical skills, what do you want to sew a needle, prescribe a medicine or something, you're welcome, just call me, I'm here to learn from you!"

In the old man's confused state, Ah Mo had already wiped his small broken tent from the inside out. The old man thought that she could finally rest, but found that this amazing girl had come out of nowhere to get a saw, an ink ruler and a hammer, and made two small cabinets, each cabinet also installed a lot of small drawers, one cabinet put his external and internal injuries medicine into different categories, and the other cabinet was used to put all kinds of surgical tools, bandages and hemostatic cotton.

She became busier and more cheerful, not only jumping up and down in front of her like a gust of wind, but also humming softly in her mouth.

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It wasn't until the evening that the sergeants who came to see the doctor lined up outside the tent, and Lao Fang really realized that his military medical hall was going to be on fire.

Ah Mo is already so busy that her feet don't touch the ground, and she doesn't know why so many people come to see the doctor at once, she has seen six diarrheas, nine can't pull out, seven nights of insomnia and eight sleep grinding......

It's also strange to say that although these patients all report that their conditions are serious, she is as strong as an ox when she hears it, no problem...... Looking at the long queue outside, Ah Mo thought to himself: No, I have to tell Jinghua, the soldiers who fought this war are all sick and sick, how can this battle be fought?

Lao Fang sat leisurely and drank tea on the side, Ah Mo couldn't help frowning, she was a straight person, and she didn't like to beat corners, so she said: "Daddy Fang, you also take the time to show them, there are so many patients, I can't be busy alone." ”

The old man said "hehe" and said with a smile: "Ah Mo girl, I really can't help with this." You have to be cured of their diseases, show me the old man, it's useless. ”

"How can it be? You're an old military doctor!" Ah Mo was surprised, but there was not much time left for her to be surprised, the queue was crowded, everyone hoped to give her a sloppy look at others, so that it would be her turn sooner, but when it came to herself, she hoped that she would look as slowly as possible.

As the sun sank minute by minute, Ah Mo was full of horsepower, using both hands and feet, but he still couldn't stand up to the longer and longer queues outside the tent.

"Next!" Ah Mo didn't care about looking at the other party's face, only reflexively grabbed the other party's wrist, and then freed up his other hand to write medical records. At the moment, this hand seems to be somewhat familiar, the pulse is not floating or sinking, gentle and powerful, not at all like a sick look. Ah Mo looked up and said in surprise: "Brother Qinglan!"

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"Brother Qinglan, you ...... Are you sick too?"

Qinglan smiled slightly, "Is it that if I'm not sick, I won't be able to see you?"

He turned his head to look around the medical hall that had been transformed by her, and said approvingly: "Yes, it's only been a long time, and this place is completely Ah Mo's world!"

"Brother Qinglan," she was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I originally wanted to see that Daddy Fang had nothing to do here, so I would come to see you in a while, but I didn't expect that I would not even have time to pee after being so busy that I didn't even have time to pee." ”

Qinglan was embarrassed, coughed twice, and said, "Ah Mo, you are already a big girl, you can't talk like this, uh...... Off color. ”

Ah Mo smiled happily, "Isn't it just a saying, what's the matter? Why can you big men say it, but my eldest girl can't say it? Hehe, Brother Qinglan, I mean, there are so many patients in the back, why don't you let me continue to look down first, and then come to chat with you when it's over?"

Qinglan nodded, stood up, and waved his hand to the soldiers queuing outside the door, "If you can wait to see it tomorrow, you will come back tomorrow; Miss Mo is going to rest!"

As soon as the deputy marshal's words fell, the long queue outside the door dispersed. Even the old party didn't know where to go.

"It's over, can we chat now?" Qinglan smiled.

"Oh yes!" Ah Mo cheered and got into his arms, "Long live Brother Qinglan, I wrote the medical records for an afternoon, and my hands are about to break!"

Qinglan touched her head dotingly, "Why did you suddenly run into the barracks again, when General Kuai told me, I couldn't believe it! ”

"I've long wanted to follow Brother Qinglan into the army, how interesting it is to fight! I have invented so many weapons and formations, all of which are on paper, of course I have to find a chance to practice on the spot!" she smiled and said, "What's more, I haven't seen Brother Qinglan for a long time, and I want to find a chance to come and see you!"

Qinglan looked into her eyes and said plausibly, "Yes, is Ah Mo really just coming to see me?"

Ah Mo lowered his head and raised it again, his bright eyes seemed to be a little shy, and full of pride, "Brother Qinglan, I'm ...... I'm in love with someone. ”

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Nine heavens, no vain sea.

Xuan Yao snorted lightly, feeling Chenhua's hot lust, and constantly begging for an exit from herself, which was not only gentle compassion, but also ruthless teasing, she helplessly indulged in the turbulent waves of the sea of love again and again, and issued a broken cry for help from her throat.

"Good man, quick...... Come on......" she begged, crying.

Chenhua smiled slyly, leaned down, and bit her earlobe, the scorching heat was around her long and smooth jade neck. He was so close that he was like a god who saved himself from the sea of suffering, dangerously releasing the intoxicating smell of maleness.

The irretrievable desire was stirred up wave after wave, and Xuan Yao seemed to be burned by the karmic fire, the fragrance of flowers on her body was so rich that she was dissolute, and her body trembled involuntarily, and she was willing to be conquered, meeting his holy presence again and again, and keeping him away again and again.

"Uh...... Belch...... Ah......h

She hugged Chenhua uncontrollably, and he pressed her shoulders a little rudely, his breathing getting heavier, and the teasing of the right talent now became unbearable.

He gradually stopped retaining, as if venting, as if revenge, with the trembling moaning of Xuan Yao, he suddenly went crazy, like a storm, like a furious beast, mercilessly, destroying the world!

Finally, in a burst of overwhelming joy, the two of them collapsed at the same time.

The world seems to have died out.

After a long time, Xuan Yao took a long breath, patted him lazily and gently, and said angrily: "Hey, get up." ”

Chenhua ignored it, still lying still and not moving.

"Let's get up, let's go wash together, okay?" she said softly.

Chenhua rolled over and got off her, but he was still asleep with his back to her.

Xuan Yao put on a tulle coat, poured a cup of herbal tea and brought it over, leaned lightly on him, and caressed his bare skin with her white fingers, "What's the matter?