Mountains and rivers come into my dreams (23)

The people around couldn't bear to look in the direction of Lao Li.

A family of two sons, one eldest and one young, all joined the army, the younger one lost his legs, he couldn't walk in this life, and the older one died on the battlefield.

Such tragedies are staged on the battlefield from time to time, and they do not have the strength to be shaken anymore.

Chu Ranxuan stood there looking at Lao Li, as if he could see the appearance of that skinny boy looking for his relatives in a fire-burned ruin many years ago.

There was nothing but dust and ash in the ruins, and no of his loved ones.

The plaque of Dingwang's Mansion was burned to pieces, and he went around and around, stubbornly looking for a long time in the ruins, from early morning until dark.

Over and over again, shouting, father, mother, uncle, eldest brother.

But the only thing that answered him was the whirring wind that blew in his ears.

Since then, he has been a family alone.

No one warmed the porridge for him, and no one lit a lamp for him to come home.

Chu Ran's eyes were dark, but he slowly closed his eyes, threw away the past, turned around and left, and stopped looking.

There were countless wounded soldiers coming and going in the medicine tent, and there were even people chatting with pretending to be playful, but they stopped from time to time, and the action of gritting their teeth and enduring the pain revealed their true feelings.

"I've cut three of them this time."

"I'm more than you!"

"I'm going to crash you two miles away!"

"I'm also- hissed—"

Gong Changjue sprinkled the wound medicine on the wound, and the wounded soldier was still talking and laughing, but he couldn't help but convuls, and gasped.

The palace chief paused slightly,

"Is my hand too heavy?"

The wounded soldier was busy,

"Heavy? Heavy fart, such a small injury, Lao Tzu will not cry dad and call mother. ”

Although the words were vulgar, Gong Changjue also knew that he was comforting her and telling her not to panic.

"Don't say it, that kid from Jin Shusheng is a little capable!"

"When I had nothing to do all day long, I chattered in my mouth, and I talked and did things grinding, but I didn't expect that this time I would simply take the head of Vice General Xiqing."

"Before I could even put myself into battle, he had already thrown his head out."

"Look at those Xiqing people who are scared, they are actually scared like this by their own general's head, watching Jin Shusheng smash it down, and letting their general's head grab the land and embarrass people, it is really a vulgar country, not even a little comradeship, and no respect for the general."

The chief of the palace cut the bandage,

"Be careful not to get wet."

She stood up, walked over to the other wounded soldier, and crouched down to cut the wounded soldier's shirt that was glued to the wound.

"Water."

The person next to him handed the water scoop to the palace chief, who moistened the handkerchief with water, covered it with the cloth that adhered to the wound, and after a short time the cloth was removed.

Blood and flesh were sticking to the cloth, and even if it was soaked in water and slowly uncovered, the wounded soldier could not help but have a hideous face and grinned teeth.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he carefully treated the wounded soldier's wounds.

The people around are still chatting,

"Don't look at the chirping of the golden scholars, they are really neat in doing things."

"This time he was promoted to centurion, and I was convinced."

"Doctor Xiaojue, don't be afraid, I don't hurt."

Gong Changjue carefully sprinkled the medicinal powder in his hand, and the medicinal powder would inevitably sting when sprinkled, and the wounded soldiers who were sprayed with medicine comforted her.

"A man has a little scar to look good, I haven't been injured a few times before, and this scar proves that I have been on the battlefield once, and this injury is not in vain."

The man next to him responded,

"That's it, don't be so careful, little doctor, your hands are focused, real men are fearless. It doesn't hurt him! ”

Gong Changjue tightened his grip on the wood chips for the medicine, and carefully applied the medicine to the injured soldiers.

Li Su sprinkled the liquor on the stomach of another wounded soldier next to him, and the wounded soldier immediately screamed.

Li Su frowned and said coldly,

"It hurts?"

The wounded soldier looked at Li Su's fierce face and stammered,

"No, it doesn't hurt."

When Li Su heard this, he lowered his head and sprinkled a handful of clotted blood on the wound, without any pity, and the wounded soldier's face was simply hideous.

The wounded soldier was only twenty, his eyebrows were clear, and he was stabbed in the stomach through the armor, but fortunately only the flesh and skin were injured.

Li Su quickly treated his wound with his hands and feet and began to move on.

The person next to him laughs,

"Lu boy, it's good to wear armor, otherwise this knife will be a counterpart. You used to think that armor was too heavy to wear, but now you know how important armor is. ”

Lu Wenxi's delicate and jade-white complexion was slightly he, dyed crimson,

"It's not too heavy, I can wear it, it's just inconvenient."

Lu Wenxi struggled to sit up, but Li Su pressed him with his backhand,

"Don't get up."

"Lie down!"

Li Su's hand was soft and fell on Lu Wenxi's shoulder. The warm and soft touch spread on Lu Wenxi's shoulder, and he unconsciously turned red at the root of his ears.

Li Su got closer and found that there were still a few small wounds on Lu Wenxi's neck, so he hurriedly took medicine for Lu Wenxi to treat, and said softly,

"Don't move."

Lu Wenxi's posture was a little awkward, and he didn't know where to put his hand.

Li Su lowered his head and wiped the blood stains off him little by little.

Different from when she sprinkled the medicine just now, her movements were extremely gentle, and Lu Wenxi could smell the soap fragrance on her body, faintly a smell of jasmine, with a somewhat incomprehensible aroma of herbs, which made people want to smell it for a while.

Lu Wenxi blushed, how is this doctor... So fragrant.

Li Su carefully cleaned the wound, because the wound was on the neck, so he was extra cautious, for fear that improper handling would cause new injuries to Lu Wenxi.

Li Su leaned closer, and Lu Wenxi subconsciously stepped back in a panic.

He could see the tiny fuzz on her face, a clean face, not like the generals of the army, who were always disgraced. Are the other doctors in the barracks so clean and fresh?

Lu Wenxi's eyes fell on Dr. Zhu.

Dr. Zhu was covered in blood and mud, his hair was tied up in a mess, and his clothes were messy because he didn't have time to put on because of lack of time. A face deflated, looking at the wounded soldier's injuries, two eyebrows almost overlapping.

Li Su's fingertips pressed against Lu Wenxi's neck, and his voice was cold,

"Don't move."

The warm breath sprayed on his neck, and Lu Wenxi suddenly froze.

The wounded soldier next to him,

"Lu boy, didn't you say that you wanted to invite me to drink, when we go back to Yingzhou, you want to invite you."

The people around laughed,

"Forget it, even if he asks you to drink, what does it mean if he doesn't drink it."

"Who doesn't know that Lu Boy doesn't drink, and his legs tremble when he touches wine, I'm afraid it's not that he has a grudge with wine in his previous life."

"Lu boy is still a child, you are embarrassed to let the child invite you to drink."

Lu Wenxi said busily,

"I'll please, I'll please, when the time comes, when we go back to Yingzhou, I'll please!"

He retorted so eagerly that he choked on his own saliva, and coughed violently, his face flushed.

The people around laughed,

"That's it."

"Yingzhou, Lu Boy from the sixth camp said to invite the whole Yingzhou to drink!"

"Don't forget to come then!"

Li Su straightened her waist and glanced at Lu Wenxi as if she were not at ease when she put away the bandage, Lu Wenxi noticed her flashing gaze, and unconsciously felt nervous for a moment.

Li Su squatted down and took off his shoes for the wounded soldier who coaxed him to drink, and the wounded soldier bared his teeth.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

"Doctor Li, you light!"

Li Su lifted the wounded soldier's swollen feet and put them aside,

"Wasn't it quite heroic when he said he was going to drink?"

Li Su violently straightened the wounded soldier's foot, her force was too small, so that it was not in position, and the wounded soldier's facial expression was distorted, and he couldn't speak.

Li Su slammed it again, and a pig cry sounded from the wounded soldier, and this time he was finally in position.

The people around laughed,

"I was coaxing quite loudly just now, what's wrong now, cowardly?"

The wounded soldier stalked his neck, and his face was swollen and red,

"I... How's that! ”

"It's cool! The curtain of the medicine tent was not opened, and I was cold! ”

"Hahaha!"

"You're stupid!"

"Where did the wind come from?"

Li Su lowered her head quietly, a strand of hair fell from the top of her forehead, and Lu Wenxi looked at her blankly, a jade-white pink.

Li Su raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Lu Wenxi, who hurriedly turned his head back like a thief.

LI Sudao,

"As for your injuries, don't think about going to the battlefield for ten days and half a month if you don't take care of them, and you can't touch the wine for three months, and you want to drink after the truce, it's a fool's dream."

Li Su's face was cold, and her tone was indifferent and indifferent, but Lu Wenxi actually heard a little maintenance from her straight tone.

I guess I am afraid that he will be bullied and blackmailed.

Although he didn't care about this, her attitude made Lu Wenxi's heart warm. He stared at Li Su,

It turns out that there are men who have such delicate minds,

Lu Wenxi's heart couldn't help beating a little fast. He didn't look at his gaze, he didn't dare to look at Li Su again, but he couldn't help but secretly look at her with his afterglow.

is still such a quiet and cold side face, with a world-weary appearance, and there is always a sense of pride. It's just combined with her temperament, but it's extremely comfortable.

Lu Wenxi couldn't help but look at her a few more times, only to feel that her quietness was incompatible with this noisy medicine tent, and those white and flawless hands should not be applying ointment, but should hold a pen to paint Danqing.

Gong Changjue washed his hands and was about to continue to clean the wounds of the wounded soldiers, and said in his mouth,

"Why is Xiao Zuo missing today, this is the busiest time. Everyone is going around, and one is eager to become two. ”

"Doctor Zhu, do you know where Xiao Zuo went?"

Doctor Zhu sighed,

"Alas, I don't know, I don't know, I'm anxious, don't ask me."

The palace chief was about to ask Li Su, but before he could speak, a person entered the medicine tent, and the tall figure blocked most of the light.

Gong Changjue raised his eyes to look, but the moment he saw the person coming, he suddenly lowered his head to prevent his face from being exposed.

Chu Ranyu walked up to a centurion and handed a box to the centurion,

"This is what your father left you."

The centurion was silent for a moment before slowly taking it,

"Dad, you still haven't been able to come back."

Tears slowly welled up in the young centurion's eyes.

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