"The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are on the surface of Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, he hesitated. Sad, the Qin and Han dynasties, the palace and thousands of rooms have been made of soil. Xing, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer!" Xin Kun sighed lightly and groaned slowly.

This is Yuan Zhang Yanghao's "Hillside Sheep Tong Caring for the Ancients", the first time she knew this song was from Jin Daxia's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". When she was a little girl, she preferred Huang Ronghe's song, Song Fangju's "Hillside Sheep, Taoism", "The green mountains treat each other, the white clouds love each other, and I can't dream of the purple robe and the golden belt." A thatched fast, wild flowers bloom. It doesn't matter who is prosperous and who is defeated! The alleys are also happy. Poor, angry does not change! Da, the anger does not change! However, the older he gets, the more Dao understands Zhang Yanghao's sorrows.

The aunts didn't understand what Xin Kun was saying, and the young children had been reading with Xin Kun for a year, maybe they couldn't do it if they were asked to take the top prize, but they all thought the same as Xin Kun, they had all suffered, and like a blank piece of paper, they could all let Xin Kun disperse, and Xin Kun boys and girls taught together, she let them know that they only had physical differences, and the others, girls were even higher than boys, so among her students, no one dared to despise these girls, The girls also slowly played to their advantages little by little from cowardice. Now, hearing Xin Kun say this, the girl explained to her parents in a whisper, but no one dared to speak loudly and disturb Xin Kun to treat Xiao He.

Finally, I used a lot of liquor to clean the wound for Xiao He, and seeing that there was a deep and long mouth, I hurriedly pointed to an aunt with good needles and threads, she didn't have the ability to sew the wound. The aunt looked at the mouth, and then at the sterilized needle and thread on her hands, and her hands trembled with a swing.

"Madame, I'll come!" Xin Kun's schoolgirl Fuki stepped forward.

"Are you okay?" Xin Kun hesitated.

"Okay, okay, she helped the little one sew the quilt." The woman who was still swinging just now stopped beating and immediately pushed Fu Ji out.

"You're really a mother!" Xin Kun didn't want to say anything, so he asked Fu Ji to soak her hands in the liquor and wash and wash them, so that she could pick up the needle and thread, and other sewing wounds is the basic skill of surgery, which is really not something that ordinary people who can sew quilts can do. However, Xin Kun has no choice, she has never had stitches, and she has never even seen it. She had only read the literature on the origin of the stitch. Debridement and suturing is one of the important inventions in the history of surgery in China, which is widely used in open injuries in various parts of the human body. In the "Fifty-two Prescriptions", it is recorded that the wounds were cleaned up with wine; Ge Hong of the Jin Dynasty pioneered the use of salt water to clean the wound, and then performed surgery after applying snake bit ointment; "On the Origin and Syndrome of Diseases on the Emergence of Gold Sores and Intestines" contains: "If the gold sores are broken, those who see them at both ends can continue quickly." First use the needle as the method, continuously break the intestines, and then take the chicken blood and smear it, so as not to let the gas vent, that is, push and accept it. But those who suffer from sores should be tied with raw silk and cut off their blood. "It proved that early bowel debridement and suture bandaging could be done at that time. This should be the world's earliest recorded intestinal anastomosis surgery.

It's just that Xin Kun has only been here for a short time, but he asked Dr. Hai about the wound stitching. Doctor Hai just told him indifferently that it was a matter of the military doctor, and I was the imperial doctor. Xin Kun was speechless, you won't, just say it directly. What a different division of labor? However, it can also be seen from this that this technique is not a difficult thing, and she has also seen in the literature that mulberry thread is used as a tool for wound suturing, but she doesn't know what it is, so she decided to use silk thread.

"Don't be too tight, just like the quilt, leave some room for sex." Xin Kun instructed, she would only nail the buttons, and the buttons would be nailed to death every time, and then she would be scolded by her mother, anyway, she remembered that it was not as good as these four words. Of course, it was also because it was too tight, so she had to cut the button again and start over.

When others heard this, they were all shocked, especially Aunt He, who used her son as a quilt to sew. But she didn't dare to speak, although Xin Kun didn't look like the head of the family, but in the hearts of everyone, she was not the one who could object at will.

Fu Ji is really much stronger than the woman, and sewed a big centipede chain for Xiao He. Xin Kun waited for her to finish sewing, and once again disinfected Xiao He's wound with spirits. As for whether Xiao He is trembling in pain, no one pays attention to this.

Xiao He was sent to another small cave, where he was given a fire, covered with a thin towel, and asked Aunt He to take care of him. She finally felt a little tired, and sat down and started to stupefied again. Lately, she's been in a daze. No one knew what she was thinking, but there was a sense of uneasiness in everyone, as if Madame was getting farther and farther away.

"Madame, what shall we do?" After washing her hands, Fu Ji saw that everyone was looking at Madame, but Madame was in a daze, she couldn't help but pull her and asked softly.

"I don't know, if I'll take you to live in Handi? Go to the warm south, where the four seasons are like spring, let these uneasy boys go to the boat, and we will live a good life in the Zhuangzi. Xin Kun rubbed her face, she hadn't thought about seeing Guo Peng yet, now, in fact, it was the best time for Guo Peng to seize the territory of North Korea, from this operation, she also saw that Guo Peng didn't have himself, he did a good job, he knew very well what he should do.

So, is she going to see him? In fact, her biggest problem now is that she can give up Xiao He and break the city from the border city, but in the end, can she really completely abandon these people around her?

One day, these people will know that they have actually saved them and taught them that they will not hate themselves if they have no good intentions in the first place. So, she just thought about it, took them out of North Korea, and when one day, North Korea was destroyed, and these Koreans were not so hurt.

"So, you just said, Xing, the people are suffering, dying, the people are suffering, in fact, you want to say that North Korea has died?" Fu Ji looked at Xin Kun, and when Xin Kun read it just now, she had this feeling, their master, the teacher, was full of pessimism about North Korea.

"North Korea has been able to turn outside the country for many years, and the barrier is the barbarians in the north and the ice and snow in the sky. Now the people of Dasheng are sitting on the benefit of the fishermen, they have entered the city, and they are famous, and they have come to quell the rebellion for your king. It was your king who invited them. Waiting for the rebels from all walks of life to storm the palace of Seoul and exterminate those two classes of nobles, what do you think they will do? They will kill each other, and there is only one person who can be king. Who do you listen to so many rebels? Then you will be caught in the middle of the war, what will the Dasheng Wang Division do, little by little to encroach on the land of Korea, little by little, like today, to clean up the rebels on both sides who have been exhausted. Then you should know! ”

Xin Kun smiled bitterly, looked at the smart Fu Ji, and said slowly.