Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

It’s not that Mu Qinian looks down on girls, but as a man who has been to the battlefield, he knows the cruelty of it.

The selection of military doctors is very strict, as they have to face more than the soldiers.

The worst that could happen to the soldiers is that they die in battle, but they must snatch back the lives of the people from the hands of the King of Hell.

"Can they really face the scenes of broken arms and legs, or even internal organs turned out?"

"So you need training." Gu Yunxi blinked at him, as if this problem was not a big problem for her.

No one is born to do this, and without training, no one knows whether they can do it.

"We don't have time."

"But the military medical team is indeed short of manpower, so let's do it, practice, and select at the same time."

Gu Yunxi looked at the group of girls who were still talking and laughing, and sighed silently: "You may not know that a thousand years later, in my era, there was a major called nursing. Girls who graduated from this major would go to the hospital...which is what you call a medical clinic to work."

"And most of the nursing staff are girls, because girls are more careful and have more advantages than boys in treating wounds."

"Although what you said makes sense, I'm still worried that they won't be able to cope with it. Let's put it this way, you go train the girls' military medical team, and I'll order people to continue recruiting doctors in the city."

"it is good."

Gu Yunxi looked down and saw Xiao Lingling taking the girls to another square. Then she began to teach the girls about medicinal herbs according to her instructions.

She looked for a while before turning around.

Unexpectedly, Mu Qinian was still behind him, looking at him.

Gu Yunxi was a little surprised: "You haven't left yet?"

"I'll wait for you to go down together."

"Okay, I want to see the leggings you made for Ye Xuan."

Tomorrow is the day of coronation.

The city and its surroundings are still quiet.

Jun Yexuan didn't want to be extravagant, but he had to stand up in front of the soldiers and the people.

I must use these shin guards tomorrow.

"Has his legs improved in the past two days?" Mu Qinian asked.

Gu Yunxi walked in front and looked at the two people's shadows: "He is getting better little by little. The meridians in his legs have begun to respond, but when he can stand up depends on him."

She looked up again and looked at the blue sky above her head.

Everything is moving in a bright direction, but if it continues to develop, whether it will continue to be bright or will immediately fall into darkness, no one knows.

"Qin Mu and Wen Shu have already spread the news. There may be some trouble at tomorrow's coronation ceremony. You and Yan Qieji must stay by his side."

"I'm afraid he doesn't want us to guard it."

Why be king?

The king is supreme.

If he can't even protect himself, how can he be qualified to be the king of everyone?

...Mu Qinian’s worries are not unreasonable.

At the coronation ceremony, Jun Yexuan indeed did not allow anyone to stay by his side.

It was a sunny day. The rising sun was bright and clear, and the entire sky was as blue as water, with not a single cloud in sight.

Inside and outside the city, countless soldiers and civilians gathered in large numbers.

Jun Yexuan was a military general. After he ascended the throne, he was unwilling to hide in the city.

He wanted to personally step onto the martial arts stage outside the city.

Gu Yunxi was still a little worried. Although the height of the martial arts stage was not low, it was not particularly high either. If someone attacked by surprise, even ordinary masters would not be able to stop them at this height!