In the morning.

Due to the continuous turmoil of the demons and barbarians in the frontier in recent days, the Heian Army was on the wall of Dingyuan City, on guard day and night.

Song Hanhai put on cold armor and went to the barracks early to practice.

When it was still dark, Song Lanyi had already gotten up and finished washing.

She put on a coat and sat down in front of the bookcase, recalling the words that the Medicine Sage had taught her during the night.

[The avenues in the world are very different, but they have the same destination. The so-called Tao is built on the basis of talent. Reciting scriptures and copying scriptures can all gain talent. 】

[But speaking of which, the fastest way to accumulate talent is to publish in the newspaper. The more people read your articles, the more people recognize your poetic ideas, the more talent you get. 】

Therefore, before, Song Lanyi did not practice at all, but because of his appearance in the newspaper, he gained a lot of talent and broke through the realm of nine products in one fell swoop.

After so many days of observation, this era seems to be an alternate era.

Before the Daqian Dynasty, there were also Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties.

However, the Qin and Han dynasties, the Three Kingdoms, the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms, and so on in the records of the previous life did not appear.

The setting given by the script...... It seems to be the route of the copyist.

But Song Lanyi asked herself, she is not a virgin, if her interests are not damaged, of course she can be a chic copyist.

But...... This is a world of immortal martial arts.

The ghost knows if there is a big cause and effect line in this world, and she forcibly borrowed other people's poems, will she bear any cause and effect.

Song Lanyi's fingertips tapped lightly on the tabletop.

Copy?

Of course you have to copy!

This is the current advantage of being a traverser.

It's a big deal that people die and birds rise to the sky, and they don't die for thousands of years.

Or a knife goes down, and there is a bowl-sized scar on the head.

Life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you will do it!

But...... You have to copy it in a different way.

This matter still needs more thought.

After thinking for a moment, Song Lanyi slowly lifted the pen.

"Handbook of Prevention and Treatment of Medical Knowledge - Infectious Diseases."

"Infectious disease is an umbrella term for a major disease, which is contagious and may cause an epidemic disease under certain conditions."

"According to the route of infection, it can be divided into the following categories:"

"I. Intestinal Infectious Diseases: Cholera, Dysentery, Typhoid ......"

"II. Respiratory Infectious Diseases: Diphtheria, Rubella ......"

“……”

"Specific prevention and control measures: ......"

This kind of knowledge may be known to everyone in the era of the information explosion in later generations.

But in this era of self-cherishing of brooms, knowledge is often the most valuable.

These seemingly simple precautions can sometimes even save a life.

Immersed in the pen and hard work, the fonts on the white paper are dotted with gold spots, which looks very strange.

Song Lanyi devoted herself to copying, and it was this state that made the talent in her body increase in a faster way.

If the sum of the talents of the Nine Grades Realm is a small pool, then now this small pool has been filled with a quarter.

Around the hour, according to the usual time, it should be the time for breakfast.

But at this time, in the direction of the distant city gate, there was a dull sound of drums.

In the border fortress city, the drum cannot be sounded unless it is a major event.

Now it is autumn and winter, and the sound of drums in Dingyuan City will be loud, and there will be demons knocking on the pass.

Song Lanyi's expression was solemn, he immediately put down his pen, put on his cloak, and lightly touched his feet, his body was like a feather, and he swept a few feet away with a few strokes.

It was also at this moment that the butler hurried over, and was just about to speak, when he felt a strong wind blowing in front of him.

Then, there was no trace of Song Lanyi in front of him.

He looked at Song Lanyi's back in the distance, his face was complicated, but in the end he just sighed.

Miss...... After all, I've grown up.

When Song Lanyi came to the hospital, it was already full of injuries and diseases.

The hospital is located in the outer city, which is convenient for soldiers to receive treatment here.

The severed arms and stumps all over the ground, and the injuries such as an arrow in the chest can even be said to be the simplest.

Fortunately, there are a large number of hemostatic powders and muscle-building pills in the medical hall, which allows many doctors to reduce the time of treating minor injuries and turn to more complex injuries.

Seeing this, Song Lanyi immediately made a decision, ran his talents, and shouted, "Hanging the pot will help the world." ”

A bright green light, like the ripples of the lake, turned into ripples and rippled outward.

All healers, within the range of green light, only feel that their ears and eyes are clear, and even the healing techniques they use are more effective than usual.

In addition to the doctors, even some of the injured patients were a little surprised.

When the green light passed, they only felt that the original painful wound suddenly gushed out a cool feeling.

Although the injuries have not healed...... But it's amazing enough!

This spell not only has a buffing effect, but also has a calming and pain-relieving effect.

And most importantly...... Song Lanyi's cultivation is only nine grades, and it can actually have such a significant effect!

After doing all this, Song Lanyi directly rolled up his sleeves and devoted himself to the cause of saving people.

She knelt down on one knee beside a middle-aged armor soldier and muffled out the hemostatic powder in her sleeve.

The middle-aged armor soldier had a huge hole in his abdomen, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and even the intestines inside could be seen.

Rao is like this, he didn't shout a word of pain.

Xu felt unbearable pain, and he talked about the past.

He looked at Song Lanyi with a smile, as if sighing, as if missing, "Once, I also had a daughter. If she's still around, she'll be as old as you. ”

Song Lanyi listened quietly, and the action of smearing medicine and pricking needles in his hands did not stop.

"That year, there was a great military disaster in the south, and I took my wife and children to the north to Dingyuan City."

"Shuobei is desolate and bitterly cold, but fortunately, as long as you enlist in the army, there will always be a wife and daughter to eat. I haven't read a book, and to put it mildly, I'm what a reader calls a puppet. ”

"I'm a puppet, I don't know the righteousness of my family and country, I only know that I want to live. Let my wife and daughter live with me. ”

"It's a pity that my daughter still went to Beijing."

"Went to Beijing?" Song Lanyi couldn't help but ask more.

"According to the custom of our homeland, the people who are gone...... I can't say much more. For the first three years, the dearest ones are not even allowed to worship. ”

"But...... I think more, think more...... She really went to Beijing to enjoy her happiness. ”

Song Lanyi lowered her head and covered her somewhat moist eyes with her falling hair.

When the wounds were all treated, she mobilized her talent and let out a low sigh, "Wonderful hands rejuvenate." ”

The middle-aged armor only felt a warm current rising in his abdomen, and then, there were exposed wounds on his skin, which healed little by little.

When Song Lanyi turned his head, the voice of a soldier suddenly came from behind him.

"Do you know why she left?"

Song Lanyi's footsteps paused slightly.

"Because of the city of Shuobei...... It's going to break, too......"