Horses are tall horses, with shiny hair and good saddles.

Ye Yu, who was wounded by a whip, rode on a horse, and the general personally led the horse for him in front.

"Go to my house first, Mr. Yan is the best doctor of this generation, and treating your injuries is nothing. ”

"The last time I said goodbye, it's been ten years, I'm still me, but you have become a general who defends the country. ”

"How have you been doing in the past ten years?"

"Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad, what about you?"

"Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad. ”

Ye Yu smiled: "You look good now." ”

The general did not admit it, nor did he deny it, his silver armor glistened in the sun, and when the autumn wind blew his scarlet cloak, it revealed the jeweled scabbard at his waist.

Ye Yu knew that the magnificent General's Mansion in front of him, only those who had made great contributions were worthy of such a large mansion.

If a person's life is good or bad can be measured by glory and wealth, then the general must be doing well, and Ye Yu must be living very badly.

He no longer looks like the dart master of ten years ago, nor is he the hero who shouted for revenge for his friends ten years ago, he has become a person who knows how to enjoy.

Enjoy good wine and enjoy good meat.

In the past ten years of happiness, his original eight rock-solid abdominal muscles have become ninety-nine into one, and he has become a round general's belly, as fat as the fat growing on his legs.

As soon as he and Ye Yu crossed the threshold, seven or eight subordinates surrounded him to serve, took off his cloak for him, and untied his sword.

"Arrange Brother Ye in the guest room, find a few more people to serve in shifts for twelve hours, find a few clean clothes, and boil a pot of calming medicine, urging Mr. Yan to come quickly. While instructing his subordinates, the general personally helped Ye Yu to the guest room.

The guest room was spotlessly cleaned, waiting to greet the general's guests at any time, Ye Yu, who had changed into clean clothes, lay down on the same clean bed, and he didn't even want to say anything from the whiplash on his body, but he actually felt a deep sense of security, this feeling of letting go of all his guard, it had been a long time.

"I'm sorry brother, my people are too you. The general sitting in front of Ye Yu's bed said ashamedly.

"Don't blame them. ”

"Compared to ten years ago, you are emaciated, it is safe here, no one will whip you again, you can recuperate with peace of mind with me. ”

"It was your people who beat me like this, of course I have to take care of my injuries here. ”

Ye Yu smiled when he finished speaking, a smile to his long-lost friend.

The general also laughed: "Don't worry, after your whiplash is healed, I will feed you with good wine and meat every day, and feed you more than ten or twenty pounds." ”

Ye Yu smiled: "Seeing that you have become fat, you must be more experienced in eating and drinking than in the past." ”

The two looked at each other again and laughed.

The one who fed Ye Yu and drank the tranquilizer was the same maid who brought the medicine, and a trace of sweet bitter medicine swept through Ye Yu's throat, and she suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

Ye Yu had a lot to ask him, but the general gently pressed his body and said, "Don't ask anything, don't say anything, after you rest, you can ask whatever you want, and you can say whatever you want." ”

Ye Yu nodded, the medicinal properties and his tiredness hit at the same time, and after a while, he fell into a deep sleep, this was the most restful sleep he had in ten years.

The general asked his subordinates, "When will Mr. Yan arrive?"

The subordinate said: "I have already sent someone to urge, and it should be possible to get one or two sticks of incense." ”

The general nodded and continued to stay in front of Ye Yu's bed very patiently.

The sunlight shone gently through the window paper, sprinkled on Ye Yu's face, and sprinkled on the general's armor.

Being able to meet the old man again in this troubled era, the general couldn't help but sigh.

Mr. Yan is not a man, she is a woman, and Mr. Yan is not what he called her.

In this small remote town, there is only one medical center.

The doctor sitting in the hall, the guy who grabbed the medicine and the gentleman in the accounting room are all the same person, surnamed Yan, and everyone here calls him Mr. Yan.

Mrs. Yan died in childbirth while giving birth, and since then, Mr. Yan and her son have been dependent on each other.

At that time, this small city was not on the border of the defense of the country, and with the continuous advance of the Xu State front, it became the border town today.

When Mr. Yan's child reached the age of seven, he paid a modest sum of money to buy an eleven-year-old girl from the trafficker who had been in the kiln, who was both a child bride and a handyman in the hospital.

The background in the kiln is always not good, he does not allow this girl to call the past name, Mr. Yan calls her a girl, his son calls her sister, and the people here call him Yan girl.

In the first few years, life was very peaceful, and in addition to doing chores every day, Mr. Yan would also teach her some simple medical skills. Although the senders are not free under the fence, they are also at ease.

All this peace was shattered when Mr. Yan and his son were twelve years old.

Seeing that they could get married after the New Year, Xu Guo's iron cavalry finally stepped here, the bloody soldiers were already red-eyed, and the swordsmen and axes were hysterical.

After they entered the city, they burned and plundered, eager to kill all the living creatures here, if the general did not arrive in time with men and horses, this small city would have belonged to the Xu State.

Since then, it has become a frontier, and the general has been guarding it ever since. Mr. Yan and his twelve-year-old son died under Xu Guo's iron horse, and on that day, sixteen-year-old Yan girl hid in a dry well in the backyard for two whole days to save her life.

Mr. Yan is gone, the medical hall and Yan Yatou are still there, and the girl has also learned some shallow medical skills over the years, so she has become a doctor sitting in the hall, a man who grabs medicine and a gentleman in the bookkeeper.

At first, the people here looked down on a female streamer, and it was not until a long time that she relied on the skills she learned from medical books to gain people's recognized attention.

The patients who were favored by her praised her as Mr. Yan alive, and later, people simply called her Mr. Yan, which was a kind of respect and recognition.

Ten years have made her slim, she is no longer a subordinate in the kiln, no longer the wandering little wood.

She couldn't say that the death of Mr. Yan and his son was not a blow to her, at least after their death, she once again breathed the air of freedom.

No one knows Mr. Yan's past before he came here, because it doesn't matter, people just need to know that she is a good doctor, and it is enough.

As soon as Mr. Yan arrived at the General's Mansion, the General personally greeted her respectfully and led her way.

"A friend of mine was accidentally mistaken for Xu Guo's fine work, was caught in prison and whipped a few times, and asked my husband to take a look. ”

"Whiplash wounds are not difficult to treat, just apply some gold sore cream, there must be a lot of them in the general's house, specially invited me to come, it must be your very good friend." ”

"Yes, we haven't seen each other for ten years, and we've eaten the whip at my place again, and I'm too little friend if I don't bring the best doctor here to see him for myself. ”

"Since it's your friend, how can it be mistaken for Xu Guo's fine work?"

The general let out a long sigh and said, "That's a long story. ”

The talking room has arrived in the guest room.

The general opened the door for her, led her into the house, and led her to the bed.

Ye Yu was still awake, his face was haggard, his knife was old, his green silk was mixed with white hair, and everything about him was now reflected in Mr. Yan's eyes.

It's been ten years, and when he met Ye Yu again, Xiaomu was already twenty-one years old. (Remember the URL of this site, so that you can read it next time, or enter "xs52" in Baidu, you can enter this site)