The two treasures of the farm family cannot be offended by the mother who is a miracle doctor.

"It's ugly, I don't want it."

Ye Nitang ignored Shen Xining's cold face, handed over the pen and paper, and also took a thin board to cushion him.

Fu Jinyang's arm was only a skin injury, which did not affect his writing.

He turned his wrist and a note of gratitude was written.

His handwriting is elegant and elegant, and very beautiful.

After he stopped writing, he raised his head and showed a gentle smile, "Miss Ye, you are welcome to come to me at any time to ask for mercy."

"I hope the Fu family will keep their word and don't wait until one day when I come to your door, they will turn against each other and deny anyone."

Ye Nitang took back the pen and paper and put it away with satisfaction.

When leaving, Shen Xining didn't say goodbye to her for the first time.

Ye Nitang, who came back, entered the space and used a computer to compare Fu Jinyang's words with those taken from Hu Yantao. No one was right.

She frowned, "Am I overthinking?"

But judging from Fu Jinyang's calm behavior just after waking up, whether he is a spy of the Beixiong people or not, he has hidden it too deeply.

She thought about it for a long time and came up with a plan in her mind.

She turned on her computer, found information about troop formations, and studied them carefully.

After coming out, Song Zhiyan's voice sounded outside the house, "Tang'er, are you there?"

"Is something wrong?" She opened the door and looked at Song Zhiyan coldly.

Song Zhiyan handed the food box in her hand to her and said gently: "This is the ginseng and hen soup made by my mother. You can try it."

"It's so early in the morning, I can't eat this."

Ye Nitang walked around her and went to the kitchen camp.

Song Zhiyan hugged the food box and looked at her lonely back. She felt sour and painful in her heart, and there was also a hint of separation.

Ye Nitang went to the kitchen camp and happened to meet Ye Jiaxing who was coming to deliver food to her.

She stopped him to eat directly at the kitchen camp.

When the kitchen soldiers saw her, they all gathered around her, their eyes radiating love.

She was so embarrassed to open her mouth to eat, "Haha, if you have something to say directly, looking at me like this is really hard for me to swallow."

"Hey, niece of the Ye family, we heard that you have the ability to bring the dead back to life. Can you help me cure my illness?"

A hunchbacked old man asked hopefully.

"Okay, tell me, what's the disease?" Ye Nitang nodded and smiled.

"Look at my back." The hunchbacked man turned around. "The bump on my back is getting bigger and bigger. Can you help me cut it?"

Only then did Ye Nitang see that his spine was not bent, but that he had a tumor on his back, about the size of a coconut. This was a minor operation for her.

"It's simple. You prepare the time and place, and I can cut it for you at any time."

"Okay, okay, eldest niece, thank you so much," the hunchbacked uncle was overwhelmed with gratitude, "I'll go talk to the team leader now."

After he left, other sick soldiers also talked about their illnesses.

Ye Nitang didn't bother to check them out.

The day passed in such a busy manner. At night, she went to Tao Haoting's place.

Although Fu Jinyang is the biggest suspect regarding the spy matter, other people in the army are also suspected.

As for Tao Haoting, she still believed him because all his brothers and sons died in the war with the Beixiong people.

Today, there are only Tao Haoting and his grandson Tao Zhuoyu in the Tao family.

It is unlikely that he is a spy.

She took out the training book she got from Shen Shining, and then took out Hu Yantao's book that she copied from the pictures on her phone.

Let him compare and find out the person.

Tao Haoting looked at it for a long time and said that the font was not owned by anyone in the Tao family army, nor did it belong to Fu Jinyang.

"Girl, to be honest, I don't believe in Fu Jinyang either, but the Emperor believes in the Fu family. If it weren't for the fatal blow, he wouldn't be able to bring down Grand Master Fu."

There was a heavy sense of helplessness hidden in Tao Haoting's deep eyes.

Ye Nitang was silent for a long time and told him her inner plan.

When Tao Haoting heard this, he smiled widely and said, "Girl, you have a lot of bad ideas. Don't worry and do it boldly. I will cooperate with you."

"Thank you, General."

The next day, when Ye Nitang performed surgery on the hunchbacked uncle, she brought Qi Dongyu and Luo Junning.

Qi Dongyu, who only studied with her for one day, can catch up with Luo Junning in his understanding of surgical procedures.

Ye Nitang told him about human organs while performing the operation, and he remembered it after listening to it once.

Seeing that he was so talented, Ye Nitang did not hide his secrets and took out a set of human body structure diagrams from the space for him to copy.

Three days later, the conditions of all the wounded soldiers were basically stable.

She left the matter of taking medicines and injections to Luo Junning and Qi Dongyu, and went to the training ground herself.

Zhao Mang did not leave. He followed Tao Zhuoyu and was training the soldiers who came to serve.

When the two of them saw her coming, their expressions were excited and full of admiration.

"Miss Ye, I'm not leaving. I want to stay and kill the barbarian with you."

The big eyes of Zhao Mang's bronze bell shine brightly against the sunlight.

Ye Nitang smiled brightly, "Okay, how's your practice going?"

"Haha, those who practice according to your method are no worse than Tao Jiajun." Zhao Mang replied proudly.

Tao Zhuoyu curled his lips and said, "Stop bragging. Our Tao Jiajun's skills were all developed under the swords of the Beixiong people. Just your few moves are far behind us."

"We haven't competed before. How can you be sure that we are far behind?" Zhao Mang said unconvinced.

Tao Zhuoyu rebuked him as if he was arguing, "No need to compare..."

Ye Nitang rolled his eyes at the two of them, "Shut up, stop arguing, Major General, how about we compete?"

"Yes, let's compete." Zhao Mang stood behind Ye Nitang and said in a loud voice.

"Even if we compare, we are still afraid of you." Tao Zhuoyu's injuries healed, but his heart felt uncomfortable.

Ever since he saw Shen Xining bringing Fu Jinyang into her bedroom to take care of her, he knew that he was completely out of luck.

Now he just wants to practice martial arts and soldiers well, so that the Beixiong people will never dare to come to Dayu again.

The three of them agreed, and Ye Nitang took Zhao Mang to the recruits serving in the military.

They saw Yang Dashan, Hu Yunbo and the others practicing group combat formations with the old lieutenants of the Tao Army.

Ye Nitang has been studying combat formations these nights, and has also used computers to simulate how to command and what formations to use in large-scale battles.

She walked to the old deputy general and told him about taking the new soldiers to compete with the Tao Army.

The old deputy general was once a subordinate of the eldest princess. Because Ye Nitang looked like the eldest princess, he liked her very much and immediately gave her the command flag.

He also said that if she didn't understand anything, she could come to him at any time.

After Ye Nitang thanked him, he took out the color copy of the formation diagram she copied and showed it to him and Zhao Mang.

Mysteriously said: "Old General, Colonel Zhao, this is the formation in the military book my master brought to me from an overseas country. He said that no matter which formation in this book, the enemy can be destroyed with the least number of soldiers." There is a million-strong army."

After looking at her formation diagram, the old deputy general was amazed, "Oh, this is a divine book from the heavens. This formation is so wonderful and clever to use."