Jin Tuoxi took people out of the encirclement, and the little thing seemed to be a little afraid of these reckless men.

An Ran can still step on fresh grass under his feet, this tent has only been set up for a short time, these people are all red ghost soldiers who have entered the city, and they are full of evil spirits, although they are smiling, they are smiling, but life and death are unpredictable.

"Come here, I'm not afraid of life on weekdays." Jin Tuoxi's big hand is on the little girl's head, this timid side is really rare to see.

Straight to the point, Jin Tuoxi didn't ink, and took people to a small tent where a person was half-lying.

This person was born with lofty eyebrows, cold eyes like glass, black hair like a waterfall tied high, slender black eyes, ruddy and shiny but lightly pursed lips, well-defined, slender and tall but not rough figure, like an eagle in the night.

"Boss!" The man got up and gave a military salute, but was helped to his feet.

"Cold ginseng, you don't have to salute." Kim Tuo-seok glanced at the other party's injuries, and his waist and abdomen were wrapped in strips of cloth that oozes blood.

"Little girl, come and have a look."

An Ran saw the other party beckoning, so he stepped forward, the bandage on his waist and abdomen had been soaked in blood, and he slowly opened it, and a smell of gold creation medicine mixed with erosion came.

The wound on the waist and abdomen was wounded by a sharp weapon, like a spear, and I don't know how many days it had not been properly treated, and the flesh at the wound was white and festering.

If the wound is smaller, these medicines are effective, but the wound is open, and the waist and abdominal muscles of this person are tightly tied, and they will be pulled open with casual movement.

An Ran rummaged through the medicine box and took out a pair of slender scissors and some clean strips of cloth.

"You bear with it yourself, it'll be fine for a while." Seeing that the other party nodded, An Ran began to clean up the festering meat on it, this person was really ruthless, this was cutting his meat, there was no anesthetic, but his face was calm.

It's a man! I think Xiang Yu scraped his bones to cure poison back then.

The man lying down watched the little girl next to him thread a needle and thread, sewing and mending on his waist, like sewing clothes.

He should believe in the coach, the coach will not harm him, anyway, it is a piece of meat, and he can't die.

Safely dealt with the trauma, sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound like sprinkling cumin powder, this medicine sprinkled on the wound was very painful, fortunately, this person was still a normal person, knowing that he frowned, and his whole face was stiff.

"You pull this yourself." An Ran's hands are short, his hand can't ring the other party's waist, he handed him a bandage to get it himself, and after getting it, An Ran tied a playful bow, which is really good, quite contrasting.

Han Shen reached out and touched the wound, the hot pain inside seemed to be smeared with chili oil, and he was a little suspicious if this little girl had sent him to get rid of him.

"You have been poisoned by the same poison as the city lord, and it took so long to think about curing." An Ran knew that there was no need to call her for a skin injury on her waist.

Han Shen looked at the child's innocent eyes, it turned out that it was not the kung fu of the three-legged cat.

"There's a little doctor to worry about." Han Shen knew that there was hope, he had been poisoned for several months, and the only person who knew about it was the old man Baili, who said that he was afraid that he was going to follow in the footsteps of the coach, but he looked for people to find medicinal flowers.

Now that the situation in several countries is stable, I learned the news from the boss, and asked the king to guard the borders of several countries, and came to seek medical advice through Yiyang.

The person who poisoned them was their number one hostile Mo Cang Pavilion, Mo Cang Pavilion was a hidden sect in the rivers and lakes, good at Gu poison, and no one in the world could solve their poison.

This little girl with a round and childish face said in one word that he was poisoned, and his ability was not under the Baili doctor.

An Ran wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that he might be too tired today, and he was a little shaky and lightheaded.

Han Shen's hands are quick and his eyes are fast, and his long arms stabilize the person, and he touches his feverish forehead, which is sick.

When I woke up, the night was dark, the candles on the lampstand beside me were flickering, and a moist handkerchief was applied to my forehead.

"You wake up, there is porridge here, you eat a little first and then drink the medicine."

The old man in a navy blue robe took off the handkerchief, and by the way, pulled out the sweat towel that was stuffed around Ann's neck, which was already wet.

"Uncle, where is this?" An Ran looked around, the fur bed, the intricately carved rosewood table, the table was placed with a variety of practical study treasures and books, a few simple wooden shelves for clothes, and some exquisite decorations hanging around the walls.

"This is the military tent of the city lord, and when I take medicine and rest, it's okay."

The white-bearded old man came out of the tent and called the soldiers outside to bring the decoction.

An Ran got out of bed, her feet were a little weak, she hadn't been sick for many years.

"You've been scared by something today." The white-haired old man looked at the little girl in front of him, he was convulsed when he had a fever just now, and his mouth was slurred.

An Ran thought about it, maybe it was because she watched the killing today, and they all said that the punishment was heavy, and children were easy to be sick by evil spirits, she didn't believe it, but now she also believes half of it.

Seeing that the little girl nodded, the old man took the person to the table to eat porridge, and heard Han Shen say that this was the little doctor who treated him, and he was not even a fraction of his age.

He believes that there are people with extraordinary talents, but he does not believe in such achievements and abilities at a young age.

"What's your name?"

"Wang Wenzhen, who are you?" An Ran looked up at this white-faced and kind old man, thinking that he was a doctor.

The old man smiled: "They all call me a hundred miles and a knife." ”

An Ran sat on the chair, ate some rice porridge, drank the medicine, and the bitter medicine came back from the stomach.

Vomit~ This medicine is so disgusting!

I forgot that this is a kid and not the group of rough men out there, who should be flavored with licorice.

The white-headed old man looked at the medicinal juice that vomited all over the place, and felt sorry for his medicine, there was still a little residue left in the casserole, so he would take it and eat it.

Seeing the old man out of the tent, An Ran looked outside, and the two soldiers on guard didn't say anything when they saw her, and when they saw that she was going out, they asked her what was the matter.

"I'm going home." An Ran raised her head and said to the two big men who were more than 1.9 meters tall, and the family should be anxious if they didn't see her.

The two looked at each other, this child wants to go home, or go to report to the city lord first.

But after a while, Jin Tuoxi, who was dressed in civilian clothes, walked over, followed by Bai Eucalyptus.

"It's better." A big hand touched his smooth forehead, he brought the person, but now he is sick.

looked at the little girl and nodded obediently, but saw that the crystal clear nose was about to flow into her mouth, making a sucking sound.

"After drinking the medicine, I will ask Bai Yu to send you back."

An Ran blew his nose with one hand, wiped his hand on the grass on the ground, and really couldn't stand this snot.

Hot water was boiling in the cauldron of the barracks, and medicine was boiled in the small hanging pot on the side, and the little residue that was just left was poured out by the man, and he had to boil the medicine again.

The old man added expensive medicinal herbs, which were milder and sweeter, and he was reluctant to use them if they were others.

The night soldiers on patrol watched a little girl with no thighs appear in the barracks, and they all cast their eyes, is this the daughter of the city lord?

The daughter of the city lord is really good-looking, like a soft ball, and she must be a country and a city when she grows up.

Jin Tuoxi did not shy away from it, and took the little girl to inspect the military drills.

An Ran looked at it, it was not an injured cold ginseng, but now it can be practiced like a tiger and a dragon, and the wound must not collapse and go to blood.

Different from lying on the couch, the man who trains seriously is cold and arrogant, and he exudes an aura of arrogance in the world.

After they walked around for a while, the training was over, and the soldiers scattered in twos and threes, and it was time to wash and rest.

Everyone was curious, and in a place full of rough men, there was a little girl with bright eyes looking at them, and the city lord was standing next to her.

(End of chapter)