Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

Song Mingzhe did not see the scene that day, but according to those who saw it, the scene was very tragic.The defenders of the Gu family let go of their hands and feet to fight to the death, and the Zhengxi army assisted from the side. They encountered an unprecedented counterattack.The Langtou banner of the Xixia Army has been floating in the wilderness, covered with marks of arrows, and finally a man in black armor stepped on countless corpses and climbed up the hill where the opponent's flag was planted.

He swung his sword to cut off the flagpole, and nailed the opponent's flag in place with the blade of the sword. He was Gu Mingchong.After this war, this land will always remember his name with the most tender and adoring tone.

Hao Fuqi was also a member of the Fu general, and led a small team to scatter the main force of the Xixia army.Xiao Yuchun always felt that he was able to be selected into the Western Army with his thin back in the court, mostly because he had a good omen name.

Compared with the outstanding achievements of the previous two, Xiao Yuchun, who planned well from beginning to end, was not so lucky. Although Xifeng was on his side, the sword had no eyes on the battlefield, and the little prince accidentally died.The injury was not serious, strictly speaking it could only be regarded as a superficial injury, if another person was injured, such as the old eunuch next to Gu Mingchong, such a minor injury would be too embarrassing to strip off to show off to his colleagues.

Xiao Yuchun hadn’t healed from the cold before, and when Mai Zoucheng organized an attack, Hao Fuqi spread his arms and said that he was incompetent in mundane affairs. Xifeng said that his main occupation was bodyguard and part-time nanny, and he did not provide think tank services. Xiao Yuchun looked around, and he could only grit his teeth. Roll up your sleeves and get on yourself.You have to do everything by yourself, every detail, and ask one by one. Under this mental and physical exhaustion, wouldn't you be unable to hold on and collapse.

What happened next was within the scope of Xifeng's services. During this time, he calmly cut his way through the crowd, picked up his unconscious master, slapped his ass, and rushed back.

In this battle, the Zhengxi Army and the Gu Family Army took the lead, the two armies merged into one, under the full command of General Xiao Gu, they played an aura that was evenly matched with Xixia, the timing of Xiao Yuchun's fall was well chosen.It's just that the location is a bit poor, most of the doctors in the army are distributed in several frontline teams, and there is an old man Xifeng, who has been transferred from a veterinary job, to dislike other people's skills.

Only to find another way.

When Song Mingzhe received the notification, he was bandaging the leader with both hands together. Not to mention that bandaging is not a skill, in his previous life, when he met the director's ward rounds, the bandage he applied was photographed as a classic example.The strength of the hand, the direction of the bandage, the high degree of combination of force and beauty, the high degree of unity of art and technology.

"Little Doctor Song—"

"Hey!" Song Mingzhe agreed, the name of this place is determined according to the beard, those with white face and no beard are all little girls, the doctor with a slight beard, and the old lady with gray beard, it is fair to say.The only fly in the ointment was that there was a senior military doctor who was over forty years old. Because he didn't grow a beard, he was assigned to the youth group together with Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe hastily wiped the dirt off his hands, thinking that he needed to deal with a critical patient somewhere.

"What's the matter, there is still a big job, where is it, can it move, or should I rush over?" Song Mingzhe has been trained to be highly mobile these days, and has almost returned to the high-intensity working mechanism of his previous life.

Speaking of those high-intensity jobs in the previous life, I was full of tears. Every time I was on duty in the emergency department, I was watching all kinds of things in the world. There are children with vomiting and diarrhea, and patients with chronic diseases whose condition suddenly deteriorates. They always meet many people that you don't usually see. It is also a test of physical strength and first-time judgment.

Song Mingzhe is now in this kind of professional state with a high concentration of attention. He is carrying the medicine box and walking between the tents with the soldiers, still thinking about what a serious illness it will be. He can't do it alone, so Lao Yang went What should the front line do.Song Mingzhe thought, if he couldn't handle it himself, it would be okay to let "Little Hu" come over and help.

The person who entered the tent to meet each other looked familiar, Song Mingzhe rubbed his eyes, and felt as if he had hallucinated, seeing that person so much like Master Xifeng, the first bodyguard of Shenfeng Wudi.Walking a few more steps inside, the side face of the person lying on the bed looked very familiar, Song Mingzhe let out a groan, and his brain buzzed loudly.

It turned out to be Xiao Yuchun, it turned out to be Xiao Yuchun, if he didn't stay in the capital and be his romantic prince, what would he do when he came to the western front to bleed and eat sand?Song Mingzhe didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He carried the medicine box on his back, walked to the bed in two steps, and stroked Xiao Yuchun's hot forehead with a trembling right hand.

He became thinner and haggard. Song Mingzhe caressed Xiao Yuchun's white hair with distinct sideburns. He had only seen each other for a few months, and it seemed like years had passed between the two of them.

Xifeng stood beside the bed with a basin in his hand, and handed the cloth soaked in cold water to Song Mingzhe. Song Mingzhe couldn't move his eyes away. He wrung it out a little, then put the wet cloth on Xiao Yuchun's forehead, and asked in a hoarse voice, " How could it be like this."

Xifeng's mouth moved, but Song Mingzhe didn't wait for his answer, stretched out his fingers, and tremblingly pressed on Xiao Yuchun's pulse.Floating and sinking, lifting and searching, three and three get nine, the method of three parts and nine waiting times of the Cunkou pulse, the three parts are Cun Guanchi, and the nine waiting times are the three parts each have floating and sinking, Xiao Yuchun's pulse condition, pulse number and tight, It is a string, shaped like a bow string, which does not move when pressed, and the pulse counts as a string.

Looking at the tongue coating again, Song Mingzhe's heart tightened, and his illness had already subsided. Xiao Yuchun's illness was fierce, and it was obviously not caused by the accumulation of a day or two. After a long time, even if he recovered in time, the consumed vitality would not be easy to subsidize Come back, besides being in the frontier battlefield, the medicine stone is in short supply, if there is any error, it will be...

Song Mingzhe sweated thinly on his forehead, and his fingers pressing on the pulse closed tightly. It took him a long time to stand up and write the prescription at the desk.After writing a sheet, the dosage was considered three times, and it was impossible to tear it up and rewrite it.Song Mingzhe smoothed out the crumpled paper in front of the table irritably, complaining in his heart.

If only I could get the worrying little prince in front of me to the previous life, the medical equipment is well-equipped, and there are so many highly skilled and responsible colleagues around, I really feel much more at ease in doing things.

Song Mingzhe was thinking hard with the brush in his mouth, when suddenly someone broke into the big tent, and Song Mingzhe was so nervous that he almost knocked him on the head with an inkstone.

"The front line is tight," Adjutant Hao, still holding the whip in his hand, came to Xiao Yuchun's window panting, bent down and was about to hug the little prince away, Song Mingzhe was shocked, Xifeng's sword had already been unsheathed.

"What are you doing! The son is in a coma, where are you taking him!" For the first time, Song Mingzhe felt that Xifeng's usual poker face was so handsome and safe.

Adjutant Hao obviously didn't think that his ordinary behavior would cause life-threatening. He adjusted his helmet uncertainly, showed frightened eyes, and stammered to explain, "The morale of the front line is declining. I don't want to take the coach to encourage Everyone, take the position with all your strength."

Song Mingzhe was so angry that he wanted to catch this person and beat him up, "How can you encourage morale when people are in a coma?"

Adjutant Hao smiled and touched his neck, Xiao Yuchun who was lifted up fell back on the bed with a plop.Adjutant Hao used Legend's brain a little bit, "Yes, can you use a wooden stick to support a person on a horse? Anyway, it's fine if someone sits on the horse, and enemies far away can't see clearly whether his eyes are open or closed."

Song Mingzhe gritted his teeth. He really wanted to bury half of Adjutant Hao's body in the soil and leave the other half on the ground. Why, save the tombstone, it's still vivid.

Xifeng actually lowered his head and thought for a while, "No, master's body is too much to handle."

Adjutant Hao showed the sad expression of a child acting coquettishly asking for candy, and the people watching felt guilty for a while.As soon as Song Mingzhe gritted his teeth and made up his mind, he wanted to drive Adjutant Hao out of the big tent. "Walking around, seeing a doctor, idlers, etc. are not allowed to enter without disinfection!"

"What happened? I'm already inside, and at least I woke up the coach. Give me a few hints. Should I go to support General Gu, or find a space to attack the Xixia people head-on... "Adjutant Hao and Song Mingzhe tugged, and something fell out of nowhere, shining brightly in the candlelight.

Adjutant Hao picked up the things from the ground, showing a confused expression, "Hey, isn't this the wolf head mark of the Xixia royal family? Why is it here? General Gu captured it?"

Song Mingzhe's expression turned pale. He originally planned to use this golden wolf head card as a heart mirror. After thinking about the war, he melted the gold and made a pig's head pattern that he liked again.If according to this statement, the wolf head gold medal belongs to the Xixia royal family, then Li Hao's real identity is obviously inseparable from the Xixia royal family.

Song Mingzhe recalled the nursery rhyme he heard in the capital back then. The king of Xixia was three feet tall, red-haired, red-eyed, three-headed and six-armed. Li Hao was indeed red-eyed, and the only difference between black hair and red hair was a mask.Song Mingzhe recalled that as soon as Li Haofu disappeared, Xueyongguan was besieged by the Xixia army.Besides, Li Hao's whereabouts were suspicious from the capital to Xueyongguan, so there would not be such a big commotion just because of a picture of a lady whose price is comparable to gold.

Song Mingzhe recalled the words that Zhang Wubao, a servant of Zhang Shilang's family, whispered in his ear, "...the aunt at home clamored to reward Meng Zhenren's pictures of ladies, and the master came back with a lot of things in the file box in the official office. In the end, it was discovered that it was missing within a few days..." The official documents probably included the troop deployment submitted by General Gu when he returned to Beijing to report on his duties!

The more Song Mingzhe thought about it, the more doubts he had, and the more he panicked. If he hadn't softened his heart and saved Li Hao, Xueyongguan would not have suffered today's catastrophe. His Merry Prince.

Song Mingzhe's body was roasted like fire, his heart fell into a cellar of ice, as if he had returned to the days and nights that would never end in Sima Prison, even if he smacked his mouth viciously, it might not relieve his anger.

"Can I borrow this thing? I have to try to see if this thing can trick the Xixia Army's camp gate. If I can get in, I can earn my life by burning some food and grass." Adjutant Hao's voice seemed to come from another side. Song Mingzhe, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was awakened by a message from a place. He snatched the wolf's head card from Adjutant Hao's hand.

"No, this thing was given to me by General Gu. I should be the one who wants to cheat the camp gate." Song Mingzhe suddenly had an idea at this moment, Li Hao, if that person is really Li Hao, he will always We have to try to see if there is any possibility of communication, if not, if we can meet at close range, we can kidnap him and order the army to retreat.

"Are you going to cheat to open the camp gate? After entering, how many people can you pull behind? Let me go. It's not me, at least eleven or twelve. If you're lucky, you can even kill the captain." Adjutant Hao said to himself. Talking about it, if you change hands, you will get the wolf card back.

The silent Xifeng said unexpectedly, "If I cooperate with Mr. Song, we will go in together." Song Mingzhe turned his head, and Xifeng's attitude surprised him greatly.Song Mingzhe always thought that in Xifeng's world view, Xiao Yuchun's safety was the first, second and third.

"Song Langzhong is in the light, I am in the dark, at least [-]% sure." Xifeng added, but Song Mingzhe turned his head to look at Xiao Yuchun.The little prince in a coma still frowned, bit his lip and said nothing. "What about the little prince?"

"If I, Xifeng, are the panacea for the Taishang Laojun, I will definitely wrap myself up and feed the master, but I am a living person with bones and flesh." Xifeng remained expressionless, as if he was joking. .

Song Mingzhe grinned, not knowing what expression he should use, "Then this adjutant is waiting for me and Xifeng to triumph!" Song Mingzhe lifted up the curtain and walked out of the big tent with arrogance, just took two steps and trotted all the way return.

"I haven't finished writing my prescription." Song Mingzhe blew on the wet prescription, and placed two sheets of paper lightly in front of the pale-faced Adjutant Hao. "I'll leave the rear to you."

Adjutant Hao never felt that these two pieces of paper would be heavier than the mace he used. Since he was a child, he has always worked hard. For the first time in his life, he took on the responsibility of taking care of others. The burden is not just heavy.

Song Mingzhe and Xifeng galloped on the snowfield with two horses, one in front and one behind.Song Mingzhe couldn't help but say, "Xifeng, why did you help me?" Looking sideways, he was prepared to hear bold words or endless praise for himself.

Xifeng's voice was very low, and it was almost indistinguishable from the sound of the wind, "If I don't make a move, you will die on the spot, and I will be punished by the master for half a year, and maybe I will be transferred from close range."

"The monthly amount of money for the personal guards of the master of Prince Duan's mansion can be counted in the capital." Xifeng's face was full of emotion from the vicissitudes of life, and Song Mingzhe couldn't help vomiting three liters of blood.

"You don't drink, gamble, or visit brothels. How can you spend so much money at such a young age?" Song Mingzhe held on to the horse's mane to maintain his balance while walking.

"There are many brothers and sisters in the family." Xifeng said half a sentence. As Song Mingzhe, who is likely to dance on the blade in the future and is on the front line of life and death, the itching in his stomach is too sad. He really can't imagine Xifeng's kind and big face. The appearance of children playing together.

"I can see the Xixia Camp, so I will dismount first."

Song Mingzhe just said, although your brother's legs are good, he can't compare with four legs, right? Xifeng opened the snow-white cloak, and Song Mingzhe was dazzled, and the reflective light was mixed into Xifeng and the white horse. In the snowdrift, it was difficult to identify for a while.

Song Mingzhe self-examined his black suit, he really didn't look at himself in the snow, he held the wolf's head card tightly in his palm, and cheered himself up for the last time, a hot breath surged up in his chest, and he touched his chest.