Chapter 159: Sweet Tofu Brain
Zhuang Yichen was really stunned this time, according to his previous description, the level of secrecy of the mission they performed was so high, how could it be such a child's play, and they could be escorted by someone on the road?
That Captain Liu also saw Zhuang Yichen's doubts, and immediately explained: "There is a military garrison not far ahead, we need to rest there first, and then continue to carry out the mission." So, I'm going to have to trouble you to escort us for this part of the way. ”
Zhuang Yichen nodded knowingly. "Okay, no problem."
Seeing that he agreed, both parties were overjoyed. At this time, it was already past the afternoon, Zhuang Yichen had poured a stomach of wine before, and at this moment his stomach was empty, and the heat was unbearable, so he proposed to have lunch here first.
The members of this mysterious team were still hungry, and there were still wounded people in need of treatment, so they agreed.
The rice is the army's own Type 09 individual self-heating rations, although the monitor lizard looks delicious, but the unknown creature that has not passed the camp food safety test should not be easily cheap. Of course, even if this thing is really fine, eating a lizard always feels a little uncomfortable.
Zhuang Yichen took a No. 2 ration and assorted fried rice, which sounded like a good name. In addition to the staple food, a soldier's ration also contains bits and pieces such as biscuits and canned fruit. He added water to the self-heating bag according to the instructions of the package, then put the fried rice bag inside, sealed his mouth, and waited expectantly. The first time I ate a single soldier's field ration, the curiosity was greater than the appetite.
As soon as it was put in to heat up, a slight fluctuation of magic gently transmitted. Zhuang Yichen hurriedly looked back and saw a medical soldier treating a wounded, yes, it was indeed healing.
The reason why we use healing instead of bandaging or other specific words is because the medic was slowly circling a milky white halo on his hand, using magic to directly heal the wounded.
I rub! This TM is really a medical soldier! Zhuang Yichen was stunned, and immediately ran over curiously to the side to watch.
The wounded that the medical staff was treating was the soldier who was swept in the calf by the monitor lizard's tail before, and the strength of the monitor lizard was amazing, the soldier's calf bone had been completely crushed and fractured, and at this time, the whole calf was bent inward in a strange arc, swollen like a thin-skinned nectarine that was about to explode.
The milky white halo gently flowed on the warrior's leg, and a miraculous scene occurred, only to see that the high swollen calf began to slowly subside, and after a few minutes, the swelling had completely subsided and returned to its original state.
The aura unique to the magic of the Holy Light system gently lingered between the two of them, and occasionally a few tiny white dots of light flew up and down gently. Zhuang Yichen squatted aside, only feeling that the breath was warm and pure, which made people feel good.
After the swelling subsided, the spiritual power of the medical soldier slowly covered the calf that had been swollen, and began to straighten the bones a little bit.
Under the precise guidance of spiritual power, the broken bones were reset one by one. During this time, the wounded soldier gritted his teeth and didn't even snort.
After the bone was straightened, the injured calf looked no different from an ordinary person. After doing all this, the medic let out a long breath, then immobilized the injured leg with a splint and began to wrap the bandage thinly.
"That's good?" Zhuang Yichen had been watching all the processes from the side, and couldn't help but ask in surprise at this time.
"Well, the bones are already connected, so it shouldn't be a big deal." The voice is soft and soft, gentle and shallow.
It's a girl! Zhuang Yichen fixed his eyes and looked carefully. has been together for 12 years, but I don't know that Mulan is a girl. This is definitely the saddest story in the world.
Because of the previous war, she was gray at this time, except for a pair of clear eyes and only a touch of white and tender skin exposed on the side of her cheeks, there were no more female features. It's no wonder that Zhuang Yichen ignored her gender just now.
"You're a Holy Light Mage?" Zhuang Yichen was still surprised, he took a bite of the rose-stuffed scones, and asked while crunching. The scones that came with the soldier's ration were hard enough to knock a man's teeth out, and it was hard to bite off each piece.
Zhuang Yichen of the Holy Light Department of Magic had only heard from Instructor Zheng when he was in a military training class, and he had heard that there were very few people who had awakened this system of magic, but he didn't expect to meet one here.
"Well, but my strength is still too weak, and I can only treat some minor injuries like this." She neatly wrapped the gauze in her hand, then stretched out the back of her hand and wiped the fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead casually. With her movements, a touch of white skin was re-revealed on her forehead.
"Don't say that, you're already very good." Zhuang Yichen said and stretched out his hand, "Then, get to know me, my name is Zhuang Yichen." ”
"My name is Qi Han." She reached out and shook Zhuang Yichen.
Hold it lightly and close it with one touch. Her fingertips were cold, and her fingers were long and flexible. It feels less soft to the touch in the hand, but a little more silky smooth.
The wind was still blowing in the wilderness, and after a while, the scones in Zhuang Yichen's hands were covered with a layer of black ash. He blew the layer of black ash vigorously and shoved it into his mouth in a few mouthfuls. "Wait, my meal should be hot, I'll go get it."
Zhuang Yichen walked over a few steps to bring the heating bag, then sat next to her and took out the assorted fried rice. Fried rice is a slimy mass mixed with shiitake mushrooms, carrots, and diced pork. Zhuang Yichen tasted it, the taste was average, and it was just enough to satisfy his hunger.
"Assorted fried rice you ate?" Qi Han also opened a bag of compressed dry food in his hand, took out a small kettle, and ate it.
Zhuang Yichen nodded, but his eyes looked at the compressed dry food in her hand. "yes, why do you only eat this, don't you have individual rations?"
"Hehe, the quota is limited, my share has been eaten up before, so I'll make do with it first!" Qi Han smiled mischievously and explained to Zhuang Yichen.
She said it easily and frankly, but Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt embarrassed. He took a bite of fried rice, and then gave Qi Han all the packets of sauced beef and pineapples in sugar water left in the individual soldier's rations.
"Then I'll give you all of this.
Don't refuse, I've been in the camp all the time, and my mouth has long been used to it, and I'm really not used to it. ”
Qi Han hesitated for a moment, and took it generously. "Hee-hee, thank you. But next time you can try the number one ration, fried rice with bean paste. ”
"Bean paste, fried rice?" Zhuang Yichen's face was incredible, this kind of ****** collocation really existed. "Yes, sweet?"
"Yes, it's sweet and fragrant! I think the number one in the individual ration is the best. ”
Zhuang Yichen swallowed the fried rice in his mouth, then stared at her and said, "Let me ask you a very serious question, do you drink sweet or salty tofu brain?" ”
"Of course it's sweet, the tofu flower is topped with a layer of red beans and served with two slices of mint. Hmm~, I want to eat it when I say that. ”
Zhuang Yichen imagined the taste of sweet tofu brain, and then shaved two bites of rice in his hand, and suddenly felt that this assorted fried rice was simply a delicacy in the world.
"Hey, why are you asking this?"
"No, it's nothing, just ask."