When Zhang Meng heard this, he couldn't help but feel heartache, and raised his legs into the room, only to see two medical officers, one of whom was holding a saw in his hand, and the other was holding the wounded soldier's shoulder, about to operate on the wounded soldier.

The wounded soldier was not honest, and he was still pushing and pulling there, not letting the medical officer do it.

Zhang Meng looked down and saw that the wounded soldier had a knife wound and his leg was swollen as thick as a bucket, so he asked the medical officer: "Why didn't you treat it earlier and have been suffering until this point?" ”

The medical officer replied: "At the beginning of the battle, we have been fighting for four or five days, and we have been fighting for more than a dozen medical officers, divided into three groups, two groups to the battlefield to rescue the wounded, and one group here to save the wounded. There is no white or black continuous rescue of serious patients, there are too few people, and they can't be busy, so they delay the treatment a little and the condition worsens.

No——, this one is like this - he just pulled a knife in the leg, bandaged it indiscriminately at that time, and has survived until now, delaying the treatment······ If you don't cut off this leg, I'm afraid your life will not be guaranteed! ”

When Zhang Meng saw it, he had nothing to say, comforted the wounded soldier a few words, and turned around and walked out of the grass house.

At this time, he didn't have the heart to go to the playground to watch the soldiers drill, so he turned back to his tent, lay down on his back on the bunk, and said to himself: "Oh, what can I do about this?" ”

After thinking about it, there was no way, and suddenly a thought came to me: "By the way, why can't we select some old and infirm soldiers from the army to be medical officers?" ”

Another thought: "No, they don't know how to heal!" Well——, why not? Let the current medical officials run study classes! Hey——, yes, that's a good idea. When this battle is over, I will react with the prime minister - there are too few military doctors, well, joking with the lives of soldiers? The prime minister is that, why didn't you think about this for a long time? And Zhao Yun and these generals, who only know how to fight, why don't they think about the matter of military doctors? ”

Zhang Meng thought of this, heard the wind blowing outside the tent, the tent was blown up and down by the autumn wind, Zhang Meng looked at the undulating tent, and suddenly understood the hardships of Prime Minister Zhuge - the source of soldiers in Shu is almost exhausted, hundreds of thousands of people in the country, who can fight as soldiers, that is, more than 100,000 people, among these hundreds of thousands of people, there are still tens of thousands of local guards left, and there are not even 100,000 soldiers who can fight in the hands of the prime minister. With such resources and the huge Central Plains Cao Wei Group to fight, it is really not easy for Prime Minister Zhuge to fight!

Zhang Meng thought of this and shouted, "No! I will do everything in my power to help the prime minister complete the great cause of exterminating Cao Wei! ”

Zhang Meng has not come up with a solution to the things that worried him so far, so he had to get up and wave his arms a few times, give himself a boost, and swear for a while - resolutely find a way to help Zhuge Liang complete the task of exterminating Cao Wei and reviving the Han Dynasty. However, swearing that he couldn't solve the actual problem, Zhang Meng still couldn't get excited.

It was too stuffy in the tent to sleep, and when I got out of the tent, I didn't want to watch the soldiers drill, so I had to walk in the shade with two hands behind my back.

Another gust of autumn wind sounded, whining, the autumn wind blew Zhang Meng's clothes, Zhang Meng felt a trace of coolness, and suddenly remembered Gao Ling at this moment, "Well, Gao Ling, hey-my beloved······ The mountain wind in the woods must be very strong, and the treetops are whining, Gao Ling, you yourself are in this deep mountain and old forest, with only one father to accompany you, aren't you lonely?

Definitely lonely, not just lonely, you don't know what is going on with Gao Ling's body at this time, has the big bag on her head subsided? Poor Gao Ling, why did you cross over too, right? Who got you here?

That's right, at that time, those hateful aliens also reshaped Gao Ling and let her cross over, but why did they travel to the deep mountains and old forests?

It's really a thing in the world, only you can't think of it, and nothing you can't do. Gao Ling can't travel to a good place, such as Chengdu or Hanzhong.

If you travel to any city, it is better to travel to the house of a large family, and you will not suffer such a sin.

Poor Gao Ling, frightened, was almost arched by the pig Xiahou Nan! I rub! Xiahou Nan, he shouldn't have let go of this pig, killed him, and fed the dog to relieve his hatred! ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Meng waved his two arms vigorously and clenched his fists tightly. Look at the sky, there are big clouds floating, the mood of missing Gao Ling can't be eliminated, he patted his thigh, and said to himself: "What are you waiting for?" Go see Gao Ling! She must have been homesick and wanted to cry, I don't know how many times she cried! Well, oops, maybe······ You must still miss me, that's absolutely.

She is a little woman, who has traveled to the Three Kingdoms period, and there is no one who is familiar with her, calling every day should not be, and shouting that the earth is not spiritual-it is really difficult for this little girl, no, I must take her with me, and from now on it will be like this, I don't care what others say. At this time, she is the only relative in this place! ”

Zhang Meng said to himself that he didn't feel ashamed to come here, and he actually regarded himself as Gao Ling's relative. So he called Ma San'er to prepare the horse, "Let's go, follow me to the old forest behind Fengming Mountain." ”

In this way, Zhang Meng took Ma San'er on the road, Zhang Meng was anxious, the horse walked fast, and in less than half an hour along the way, he came to the edge of the old forest.

The trees here are high and dense, and it is impossible to pass on horseback, so Zhang Meng dismounted and led the horses along the forest path.

At this time, Zhang Meng moved with pity again: "Poor little Gao Ling, how can you survive these days in this deep mountain and dense forest!" ”

After walking for another trip, he suddenly heard the barking of a dog, and Zhang Meng was happy: "Okay, I can see Gao Ling." The excited heart that said to himself here became more and more anxious.

Following the barking of the dogs, through the gap in the woods, the corners of the three small grass houses were revealed.

At this time, the dog's barking became more and more urgent, Zhang Meng stood up and looked forward, only to see the old hunter holding a spear in both hands, Gao Ling bent the bow and arrows, so the father and daughter looked at this side vigilantly.

When Zhang Meng saw it, he put his mind at ease, exhaled a long breath, and said to himself: "It's okay, it's been more than ten days, and Gao Ling has finally recovered from her injury." ”

When he said this, he took a few steps forward, put his hand to his mouth and shouted: "Gao Ling——, Gao Ling——, I'm Zhang Meng!" How are you? ”

It seemed that the shouting was heard over there, and I saw the father and daughter glance at each other's faces, Gao Ling stopped, and the old man stopped the dog barking, put down the spear, and greeted him.

When he came to the front between words, the old man still looked at Zhang Meng with puzzled eyes, then looked at the horses, and then looked at Ma San'er next to him, and asked, "······ are you?" ”