Shaoguang is cheap, and he is the most ruthless.

One night half a month later, the wind rose in the night, the sound of the rain was miserable, and Weaving Dream was lying on the bed and vaguely heard someone hurrying to ask for peace, and the sound of the rain falling on the umbrella was like a woman's cry.

After a few whispered conversations with the man at the door, the fire in the tent was extinguished, and the sound of a ticking rain falling on the umbrella sounded.

It's so late, what's wrong?

The footsteps of two people hurried past the Dream Weaving tent, gradually drifting away, melting into the rain, Dream Weaving listened to the meeting, and fell asleep again.

When I woke up at dawn, the night rain had stopped, and I still didn't come back.

Weaving Dream put on a dress, walked to the table and sat down, poured a cup of cold tea and drank it.

Hesitant to go to the wounded soldiers' station.

After cleaning up, Wu Xiaoliu appeared on time with a food box.

"Dream Weaver Girl, Morning!"

Weaving Meng smiled and said hello, "Why was the little sixth master sent over today?"

The relationship with these three jailers is a little closer than others, and Weaving Dream thinks it's funny that they call themselves little masters or something, and when they call them, they also call them the fifth master, the little sixth master or something.

Wu Xiaoliu took out a bowl of rice porridge from the food box and put it on the table, "The fifth master was called to the wounded soldiers' station to help today, and before leaving, he told me to let me bring you breakfast." ”

"Huh, the wounded soldiers' station?" my brother also went to the wounded soldiers' station at night.

"Yes! There has always been a shortage of manpower in the wounded soldiers' station, and when we are busy, we laymen are often called to fight and fight. ”

Weaving Dream pondered for a moment and then asked, "Little Sixth Master, do you know what happened?"

"Well...... I don't know very well, I heard that it was a pioneer army in the army who was trapped in the mountain pass on the border, but this is just heard, and I don't know the specific situation, how can my little jailer know so many things, but if the girl is interested, I will help you inquire!"

Weaving Meng shook his head, "No need, I just asked casually, it's already very troublesome for the little sixth master to take the time to deliver food." ”

"Dream Weaver girl doesn't need to be polite to us, just tell us if you have something!"

Zhimeng smiled and nodded, the two chatted a few more words, and Wu Xiaoliu said goodbye and left.

In this way, it really happened last night, so I called someone to invite Zhu'an over at night.

It's no wonder that she came to ask for Zhu'an, during this time, Zhu'an's reputation spread rapidly in the army, and even she, a person who rarely goes out, has heard of it.

Easily dealt with two or three tricky diseases, even if it has only been a month or so, it has become the pillar of the military doctors, highly respected in the army, these soldiers are uncomfortable, what injuries they have, the first thing that comes to mind is to ask Zhu'an to help see, greatly overshadowing the reputation of the other two military doctors, but Zhu'an has a weak temperament, a gentle and calm attitude, and no one can find fault with it, and the two military doctors are also ashamed of themselves, and they greatly appreciate Zhu'an.

This also reminded many veterans of the past, before General Lin was martyred, his wife was also like this, with a gentle attitude and high medical skills

Ming, the treatment of injuries is methodical.

If General Lin is outside the home, then the lady called Forget Sorrow can be said to be inside. With her, the soldiers are a lot more relieved to fight, because even if they are injured, they can be well treated, and they have no worries.

At that time, everyone in the army respectfully called her Mrs. Forgetting, and seeing Zhu'an like this also evoked memories, so Zhu'an had more nicknames and was called the son of Forgetting.

I don't know if I should sigh about fate as a man, those soldiers who don't know think that Mrs. Forgetfulness was martyred with General Lin, and their memory of her is also undiminished, and they are happy to continue this respect on Zhu'an, but they don't know the relationship between Zhu'an and Forgetfulness, and call Zhu'an a son who forgets sorrow, but they don't know that Mrs. Forgetfulness is Zhu'an's mother.

However, outsiders can't see that the two of them are in the same vein as medical technicians, and there is no direct connection between the identities and status of the two, so it is understandable that they can give Zhu An crown such a title.

I have to say that the mood of making Zhu'an is really complicated.

Listening to Wu Xiaoliu say some news, Weaving Dream was a lot more relieved, knowing the reason is better than not knowing the reason and blindly worrying.

She began to eat the bowl of porridge.

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Weaving Dream cleaned up the bowl after breakfast, moved a chair outside the door, and basked in the sun while watching the art of war to breathe, and he could also see Zhu'an coming back early outside the door.

The guards nearby were accustomed to Weaving Dream sitting outside the tent every day, and after reporting it once, they no longer did anything strange, and in addition, Zhu'an was indeed seriously treating the wounded soldiers, and there was nothing suspicious about the behavior of the two, General Wan's wariness of the two was completely dispelled, and he no longer sent people to monitor the two of them.

After sitting for a while, Weaving Dream heard footsteps approaching, the pace was hurried, not the breath of Cha'an, Weaving Dream put down the book and looked up at Wu Xiaoliu who came back, and asked with some confusion: "Why did Little Sixth Master come back again?"

Wu Xiaoliu took a breath and replied, "No, Dream Weaver Girl, I was entrusted by the young man of Qi'an, please help him send something over." ”

Weaving Dream responded quickly, closed the book, and was just about to bend down to move the chair back, Wu Xiaoliu had already stepped forward and took the initiative to help her move the chair into the house.

Weaving Dream followed him with the book, "Thank you, Little Sixth Master, I don't know what my brother wants, I'll go get it now." ”

Wu Xiaoliu put down a chair in the room, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Weaving Dreams, "The little boy said that he wrote it down, let the girl take it according to the paper, and then let me help the girl send it over." ”

Weaving Dream took it and opened it and looked at it, the name of the medicine was written on the paper, thinking that it was because the medicine in the wounded soldier station was not enough, so she took it and sent it over.

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

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When Weaving Dream helped organize the medicinal materials, he also read a lot of medical books, and Zhu'an re-pasted his name on the medicine cabinet, and he found it quickly.

She took the medicine out of the cabinet in the same way, and Wu Xiaoliu was responsible for packing it and labeling it with her name so as not to mix it up.

The packaged medicine was quickly piled up in a small pile, and Wu Xiaoliu ran out to borrow one

Only carry the basket, put the medicinal herbs in it, and let Weaving Dream take the remaining small part.

"I only borrowed a basket, Dream Weaver girl, can you take these?" Wu Xiaoliu looked at Weaving Dream holding a pile of medicines, I don't know why, I always felt that Weaving Dream's body was extremely weak, it was like a small arm and leg, and it was almost submerged by the pile of medicines, and I was very worried that the pile of medicines would fall down when I walked.

Dream Weaver nodded, affirming, "Of course! ”

Wu Xiaoliu felt that Weaving Dream must be reckless, and discussed again: "Or, you wait here, I'll send it over first, and then come back to get the rest!"

"I can go with you!huh?" Weaving Dream noticed Wu Xiaoliu's gaze and understood what he wanted to express, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, as if he was inexplicably despised.

She suddenly put down the medicine pile and stretched out her hand, with a little internal force in her hand, and grabbed Wu Xiaoliu's collar.

Wu Xiaoliu was taken aback by her, and stammered and asked, "What are you doing......

In the next second, Wu Xiaoliu screamed in panic.

Wu Xiaoliu was just lifted up by her collar.

Weaving Meng put him down, clapped his hands, picked up the medicine again, and walked out without looking back, "Brother is waiting, let's go quickly." ”

Wu Xiaoliu wanted to cry without tears and followed behind Weaving Dreams, feeling that his heart was still pounding, and he secretly made up his mind that he must get rid of the bad habit of judging people by their appearance in the future.

This little girl is simply terrifying!

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Weaving Dream looked back at Wu Xiaoliu suspiciously, since just now, this person has been in a fugue, and he doesn't know what he was thinking along the way, but his eyes wandered behind her, and he didn't say a word.

She couldn't speak, so she could only walk in silence.

The curtain of the wounded soldier's house was rolled up, and as soon as Zhu'an saw her, he hurried out, reached out to take the medicine bag in her hand, and said with a smile: "Hard work Ah Meng helped me run." ”

Wu Xiaoliu, who had been wandering for a long time, finally came to his senses at this time, and muttered on the side: "Little boy only thanks Miss Zhimeng?

Zhu'an was amused, and was just about to express his gratitude, but the fifth who was called to help in the wounded soldier station early came out of nowhere, pulling Wu Xiaoliu's collar, "How old is the person, and he is still shy to praise, is it not ashamed!" After speaking, the fifth child dragged him to the side, pointing to the medicinal herbs on the side, "It's just right, but I'm busy with the fifth master, come and take a hand......"

"Hey, let go of me! The fifth master begs you not to drag, your clothes are going to be damaged for you, I can walk by myself!" Xiao Liu pulled the hand on his clothes dissatisfied, and protested hard.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Zhu'an could only quickly say thank you to Xiao Liu.

Wu Xiaoliu struggled to no avail, so he could only reluctantly wave his hand in their direction.

Dream Weaver was amused and laughed.

Chai'an reached out and rubbed the top of her hair dotingly.

When Weaving Dream saw Zhu'an, most of the worries in his heart were gone, "Isn't my brother very busy, no matter how busy he is, he should pay attention to rest and eat on time?"

Seeing that Zhu'an smiled and nodded, Weaving Dreams relieved his heart, so he was only invited over because something suddenly happened at night.

Nothing serious.

When I wanted to say a few more words to my brother, an older man came out of the tent and looked around, as if looking for someone, and finally his eyes fell on Weaving Dreams.

"Is the little girl alright, right? help me send this to the general's account!"

After saying that, before she could say yes, he stuffed a booklet for her, turned around and went back to the tent.

Weaving Meng looked down at the booklet in his hand, and Zhu'an took the initiative to explain: "That is Doctor Xu, this booklet records the number of wounded people in the wounded soldier station sent this time, the condition of the injuries, etc., and it will be sent to General Wan for inspection." ”

"I see, then I'll send it over. ”

Looking at this posture, the people in the wounded soldiers are busy, and even Wu Xiaoliu, who has just arrived, was arrested by the fifth child to help, no matter how you look at it, she is the most idle one.

Chai An grabbed her and said softly, "Ah Meng, you can find someone to send it over." ”

Weaving Dream asked curiously, "Why, General Wan, what's wrong?"

"Wan Showa. ”

Weaving dreams comprehended, my brother was worried that she would run into Wan Zhaohe at General Wan, and according to Wan Zhaohe's temperament, he would inevitably stumble on her again.

However, she is not afraid of Wan Zhaohe.

"It's all busy here, where is there anyone running errands for me, besides, can a Wan Zhaohe bully me? ”

Juan's head and told her to be careful.

Weaving Dream pushed him into the tent, "Okay, brother, let's get busy!"

(End of chapter)