Shimmer Forest

Fang Wuyi picked up this young white-clothed scholar by the river in Baling Village.

At that time, he followed the soldiers to clean up the battlefield, and saw this man lying quietly among the corpses, with a calm and serene expression, and he was the only "corpse" that looked intact.

His attire does not look like someone in the army, but he also has a gentle temperament that is different from ordinary people.Fang Wuyi thought, meeting him was considered a fate, why not help him to bury him, which can be regarded as giving this person a resting place.

The strange thing is that there are no wounds or blood on this person's body, and it is very clean.Fang Wuyi frowned, squatted down hesitantly, and sniffed him.

There is a slight breath across the fingers, weak but warm, so it is still alive.For some reason, Fang Wuyi felt a little lucky.In this blood-stained battlefield, how lucky is it for a mortal to survive so well.

Out of curiosity about him, Fang Wuyi thought about it, then took the man back to the village and handed him over to the military doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

The military doctor said that the man was fine, but fainted because of lack of energy and weakness.Although it is not a big problem, it also needs long-term conditioning.Zhou Qingshan couldn't help laughing at him from the sidelines, he usually picked up cats and dogs, but now he picked up someone, and he was sick.

Fang Wuyi ignored him lazily, and left the man in his own room.After a busy few days, the man finally woke up. When he saw him, he shouted something with blank eyes, but he didn't hear clearly.Fang Wuyi briefly introduced himself and told him the ins and outs of the future, but a trace of bewilderment and doubt flashed in the man's eyes, and he soon returned to calm.

After the exchange, I learned that the man's name was Su Jin, and this was the only information I could get from him.Because he couldn't remember anything except his own name.

The military doctor said that Su Jin had no trauma or illness, and would forget everything, probably because of some heart disease.

What is the heart disease that can make people suffer so much that they can annihilate all memories?Fang Wuyi was a little curious, but it was just curiosity, he had no time to take care of these insignificant things.After the Battle of Changbanpo, more than half of the army lost, lack of supplies, and many wounded.Both food and medicine are extremely lacking. He is busy cleaning up the mess and always guarding against the enemy's sneak attack, so he is already exhausted.

Occasionally, when he was free, he would go to Su Jin to chat and talk about some ordinary things.For some reason, just sitting next to this person can make people feel peaceful.

He thought, probably that person has calm eyes that can see through all the joys and sorrows in the world.

When Su Jin got better, she wanted to say goodbye and leave.And Fang Wuyi didn't do anything to keep them, after all, everyone has their own ambitions, and in this chaotic world full of wars, separation is really too insignificant.

When he walked out the door, a strong smell of blood swept across the yellow sand.Su Jin frowned, looking at the blood-soaked land in front of him.The corpses were scattered on the side of the road, and the soldiers with vicissitudes of life dragged the corpses forward with difficulty; everyone looked dignified, either sad or angry; some scattered wounded leaned against the trees, looking at the sky with blank eyes.

"...Is this... the battlefield..." Su Jin narrowed his eyes slightly against the wind, with an unconcealable sigh in his voice.

"Zhang Yuan! Zhang Yuan!" An anxious call broke his thoughts, and Su Jin followed the prestige.Not far away, a stout man with a beard was holding the boy in his arms, crying hysterically.The boy's face was already smeared with dust and blood, and his left shoulder was bleeding continuously.

The boy seemed to have lost consciousness, but from the slight rise and fall of his chest, it could be seen that he was still alive.Su Jin wrapped the clothes wrapped around her body, and strode over: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Su?" The brawny man looked up at him, was taken aback for a moment, and soon turned into a weeping and anxious face: "I don't know what's wrong with this child. He was fine before, but suddenly he passed out, and the wound kept bleeding. I can't stop it!"

His wound was covered by a strong man with a dirty cloth, and blood continued to ooze.Su Jin pushed his hand away, and saw that the young man's wound was festering, and the skin around the wound was slightly turned up, like an arrow wound.

"The arrowhead is still in the wound. If this continues, the flesh will rot." The blood stained his hand, which snaked down the tiger's mouth and dripped on the ground.Su Jin checked the wound carefully, and asked the panicked people around him suspiciously: "Where's the military doctor?"

"Almost all the military doctors are dead... Only a few are left, and they just went to support the battlefield..." the strong man said, his voice became softer and slightly weeping.

"...Do you have a knife or dagger with you?" Su Jin finally raised his head after being silent for a while, and asked the people around him expressionlessly.

"Bring it." The strong man was stunned, his face full of doubts.

"Give it to me." He turned his gaze back to the injured boy, and stretched out a hand to the strong man: "If his wound is not treated, even if he survives, his arm will be useless."

"Sir, do you know medical skills?" The strong man was completely stunned, and soon came back to his senses, hurriedly took out the dagger from his pocket, and handed it to him: "Give it!"

Su Jin burned the dagger red in the bonfire beside him, tore open the boy's clothes, and prepared to take out the arrow left in his shoulder.He didn't remember when he studied medicine, and he didn't remember when he had such a compassionate heart.The knowledge about medical skills seemed to exist in his mind, controlling his actions.The boy suddenly choked on blood and woke up slightly.Suddenly seeing someone stabbing him with a knife, he instinctively struggled and slapped his hand away.

Su Jin couldn't dodge in time, and was pushed to the ground.As soon as he let go of the dagger, he flew out, and when it landed, it landed impartially on the palm of his hand resting on the ground.

He heard the sizzling sound of his skin being scalded, followed by a scorching pain.

"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan, don't be afraid!" The strong man quickly comforted the boy in his arms: "Mr. is treating your injury!"

Seeing that the boy had calmed down a bit, he hurriedly asked the scalded Su Jin: "Sir, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Su Jin shook his head calmly, as if the injury wasn't on him at all: "Help him up, otherwise it will be bad if the dagger is off."

The strong man quickly listened to his words and imprisoned the boy. Su Jin looked at the boy's dying state, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Are you still awake?"

The young man nodded weakly.

He tore off a piece of fabric from the cuff, rolled it up and stuffed it into the boy's mouth: "If it hurts, bite it tightly."

The boy bit the cloth tightly and continued to nod.

Su Jin gently opened the boy's wound with a dagger, and felt that the boy's body was visibly stiff. His movements paused, and he continued the treatment.Blood spattered on his calm, pale face, which was extremely shocking.

Every knife, every tiny slap is endless torture for each other, and time is slowly passing away.After an unknown amount of time, the arrow was finally taken out, Su Jin was covered in blood, and the boy passed out from the severe pain.

The bleeding finally stopped, and he wrapped the wound well with the fabric of his clothes.He let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his bloody hand, and said lightly: "Okay, there should be no danger for now."

"Thank you, sir!" The man finally showed a hint of joy. Seeing the burn on the opponent's hand, his eyes showed a slight worry: "Sir, your hand..."

"It's just a small injury." Subconsciously covering his injured hand, he asked calmly, "Are there many wounded here?"

"Well, basically all those who can move have gone to the front line, and some of the more seriously injured are in the backyard." The man replied quickly.

"Really...then I'll go and have a look." Su Jin wiped the blood off his hands, told the man a few more words, and then got up and went to the backyard.

The strong smell of blood in the yard made him frowned. Su Jin saw that dozens of wounded were lying on the floor in disorder. Bones, some people's intestines flowed out, while some people... have long since lost their breath.

Even if they survived from the battlefield, they were just waiting to die in another place.Only after fighting on the battlefield for a long time will you know how precious life is.

He began to vaguely understand the reason why Fang Wuyi picked him up.

Sighing, Su Jin healed the wounded.

When Fang Wuyi came back, the wounded had basically been settled, the wounds of the living had been properly treated, and the backyard was cleaned very clean.

He was a little surprised, and after asking, he found out that it was all done by Su Jin, but Su Jin had disappeared.A wounded person told him that Su Jin had gone to the field, saying that he wanted to see if there were any medicinal materials that could be used.

Fang Wuyi is very grateful for this, but it is not safe for a scholar to go out alone during times of war.While thinking about whether to send someone to find someone, Su Jin had already returned with a large handful of herbs.

The military doctor who had treated him hurried over and rummaged through the medicinal herbs. They were all good medicines to stop bleeding and heal wounds. He couldn't help showing some respect for Su Jin.

Fang Wuyi thanked him respectfully, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "There is an urgent shortage of doctors in the army. The doctor's medical skills are so good, I wonder if he can stay and help our army tide over the difficulties."

Su Jin was slightly taken aback, never thinking that the other party would leave him as an unknown person.This body, which should have died, was reborn in the chaotic world. Probably, this is fate.

Sighing, he put a smile on his lips: "Alright, let's take it as a repayment for your kindness in saving me."

For his joining, Fang Wuyi and the soldiers were very happy.And Su Jin also established prestige among the soldiers by virtue of his superb medical skills and gentle personality.

His life has become very busy and fulfilling, running between the wounded and the battlefield of swords and swords every day without any retreat or complaint.