The slag attack is no longer scum [Quick travel]

Murong Yin frowned at Meng Xiangbei, who was protecting the little doctor in front of him, and looked at the hands they held together, with doubts in his eyes.

He didn't spend much time with Meng Xiangbei, and he had never met him before. At most, when he knew that Jiaojiao liked Meng Xiangbei, he secretly took the boy to peek at him, wanting to see what he could do. place.

And now, it was also the first time I had just met. No matter how you look at it, this person is an indifferent personality who doesn't like to contact people very much, but now he defends the little doctor in front of him.

He sized Qiao Qingjuan up again, and had to admit that this was an extremely beautiful brother. Could it be that Meng Xiangbei treated this little doctor...

Murong Yin's complexion was not very good-looking.

"Ah Qing, are you okay?" Meng Xiangbei ignored Murong Yin and turned to ask Qiao Qingjun.

Qiao Qingjuan's heart was warm. He stared greedily at the person in front of him, restraining the urge to throw himself into the arms of the person in front of him: "I'm fine. I want to treat General Qian."

"Okay." Meng Xiangbei didn't stop him, but whispered in his ear, "After you get cured, we'll settle the score."

Qiao Qingjuan waited for a while, and after understanding the meaning of Meng Xiangbei's words, he showed a wistful and pitiful expression.

Thinking of her husband's way of settling accounts in the past, Qiao Qingjuan inexplicably felt pain in her ass and back.

Withdrawing her reluctant gaze, Qiao Qingjun devoted herself wholeheartedly to the diagnosis and treatment of Qian Zheng.

What he used was the medical technique for treating trauma in the surgical book that Meng Xiangbei gave him. There was also a special wooden medicine box, which contained many bottles and cans, needles of different lengths, thicknesses, and sizes and thicknesses. Different knives.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that Qiao Qingjun was about to touch Qian Zheng's leg with a knife sterilized with strong alcohol, someone immediately shouted.

"Scrape off the rotten flesh on his legs." Qiao Qingjuan replied.

"How can this work?" Everyone, including the doctors, widened their eyes.

"If you don't scrape it off, it will become infected and cannot be cured." Qiao Qingjuan has always been gentle and patiently explained.

"What is an infection? How can this flesh be cut off? Wouldn't it be painful to death!" Not only the generals who had no experience in medical skills, but even the imperial doctors and doctors were horrified, with suspicion in their eyes.

Meng Xiangbei can actually understand that in this era, medical skills are extremely backward. For example, if you get an arrow in the chest, you basically have to wait for death. There are those who hurt their legs and arms, most of them are the result of broken legs and hands.

Surgery, in this era, has basically not yet appeared.

"If you don't want to and don't believe it, then don't cure it." Seeing their growing opposition, Meng Xiangbei's face became more and more serious, and he brought Qiao Qingjuan to his side, and was about to pull him out .

He naturally hoped that Qian Zheng could be saved, but he didn't want Qiao Qingjuan to accept such a view despite his kind treatment.

The originally noisy voices in the camp fell silent in an instant.

"Wait." Seeing that Qiao Qingjuan was about to be dragged out of the camp by Meng Xiangbei, Murong Yin tried to persuade him to stay.

"Little doctor, you are somewhat sure."

Meng Xiangbei frowned, and looked at Murong Yin with a gloomy expression.

Qiao Qingjuan knew very well that her husband's expression was about to get angry, so she tugged on his sleeve quickly.

Meng Xiangbei's anger was suppressed a little.

Qiao Qingjuan looked at Murong Yin: "Ah Qing will do his best to heal."

Murong Yin was silent for a moment, probably holding the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor: "If that's the case, then I'll leave it to you."

Some people around wanted to stop them, but they were all stopped by Murong Yin's sharp warning eyes.

Under everyone's silence, Qiao Qingjun didn't delay any longer, and immediately stepped forward to treat Qian Zheng.

And the unprecedented treatment methods he used shocked everyone except Meng Xiangbei.

Meng Xiangbei's eyes kept falling on the busy, slender figure in front of him.

Compared with more than half a year ago, the young man is much thinner, but fortunately, he is still in good spirits. He has probably experienced more things, and his body is less childish and more calm, especially during the treatment.

He had a sullen face, serious expression, and concentrated attention, as if everyone around him and all voices didn't exist.

In the past, before Meng Xiangbei joined the army, he spent most of his time practicing martial arts at home. Even if he had free time, he took his father and son to go shopping. He rarely went to the pharmacy, and he never saw Qiao Qingjun treating patients.

now……

Looking at Qiao Qingjun who looked so serious, Meng Xiangbei's heart trembled slightly.

"Okay, let's take a good rest and don't let the wound touch the water. I'll prescribe some medicine." After treating Qian Zheng's leg and back injuries respectively, Qiao Qingjun wrapped them with bandages.

Qiao Qingjun gave some other instructions in detail, such as Qian Zheng may have a fever tonight, and the remaining imperial physicians need to pay more attention.

An imperial physician stepped forward suspiciously to feel Qian Zheng's pulse.

Although Qian Zheng's pulse condition was still weak, it had stabilized.

The crowd was stunned, and it opened a new door in the medical field. It turned out that this method can also be used to treat trauma.

This method is more effective and better for the patient.

A group of imperial doctors and doctors who had just sneered at Qiao Qingjuan looked at him with admiration. They looked at him as if they were looking at a baby. Their eyes were shining brightly. They surrounded Qiao Qingjuan by coincidence and asked for advice on the methods of diagnosis and treatment of trauma. .

Qiao Qingjuan has always loved medical skills, and he has a natural affection for doctors who cure diseases and save lives. He didn't care about the ridicule and distrust of him from these people just now, but patiently answered their questions one by one.

While everyone was delighted, they also felt that Qiao Qingjuan was open-minded. Most doctors would keep this "unique ancestral" medical skill a secret, but this little doctor actually took the initiative to tell him.

Everyone had a better impression of Qiao Qingjuan, a little doctor.

However, they also found that Qiao Qingjuan seemed to lack the convenience of speaking. The doctors also had sharp eyes and could see his problem at a glance, but no one mentioned it, let alone ridiculed him for this reason.

Looking at Qiao Qingjun surrounded by everyone, Meng Xiangbei was extremely depressed.

Seeing that their discussion of medical skills was futile, Meng Xiangbei went forward and pulled them out without hesitation.

"Little general, what are you doing, why are you taking Little Doctor Qiao away?"

"That's right, you're not hurt."

"..."

Meng Xiangbei gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Ah Qing is my wife!"

Everyone:! ?

Qiao Qingjuan didn't expect Meng Xiangbei to admit it in public, and even frowned. His hand was held by Meng Xiangbei's big hand, and his cheeks were hot with embarrassment.

When everyone looked over, Qiao Qingjuan also nodded slightly, her cheeks getting hotter.

So, when the doctors were about to fight the epidemic again, Qiao Qingjun was still taken away by Meng Xiangbei.

Meng Xiangbei took him directly to a remote and quiet place where there were no other people.

Stopping in his footsteps, Meng Xiangbei turned around and was about to say something when the young man rushed into his arms like a bird returning to its nest, wrapping his hands around his thin waist.

"Sanggong, Ah Qing misses you so much, misses you so much..." He repeatedly expressed his thoughts, and couldn't help whimpering, like a pitiful cub who had suffered a lot.

Meng Xiangbei raised his head and looked at his peach blossom eyes that were flushed and misty. The deeply buried longings collapsed at this moment.

He lowered his head and kissed that rosy little mouth fiercely.

His hands tightened around the boy's slender and soft waist, almost as if he was going to embed him in his own body.

The boy passively admitted his domineering and strong, his body was almost as soft as water.

It took a long time for the lips of the two to separate.

Meng Xiangbei gently traced the red and swollen lips of the young man with his fingertips, pressing against his forehead.

After the emotions on both sides calmed down, Meng Xiangbei put on a serious face and began to settle the matter: "Ah Qing, tell me, why did you come here? Do you know where this is? You know how dangerous the battlefield is, and it's easy to be careless. Then die."

Thinking of Qiao Qingjuan losing his life in various accidents, Meng Xiangbei couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, especially the young man with a pure personality and immature intelligence.

Qiao Qingjuan bit her lower lip, startled by Meng Xiangbei's stern face.

He tried his best to suppress the grievance and not let the tears fall.

"Ah Ching is worried about you, misses you, Master, Ange is also worried about you, misses, misses you, Mrs.

Qiao Qingjun stumbled and explained that they missed and worried about Meng Xiangbei too much, so he would come to the barracks only after Master and An Geer agreed.

"...An Geer had a nightmare. He dreamed that my husband's hands and legs were gone. He was very sad, and Ah Qing was also sad. Here..." He took Meng Xiangbei's hand and put it on his chest: "Here, It hurts too."

"Also, Mr. Xiang, your face..."

Qiao Qingjuan's hand touched Meng Xiangbei's left cheek, where there was an obvious scar, which ruined the man's original handsome appearance.

"It's okay to be rowed by accident." Meng Xiangbei reassured him.

Qiao Qingjuan pursed her lips tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Meng Xiangbei pretended to be angry: "Why, is it because I'm not good-looking that Ah Qing despises me?"

Qiao Qingjun's eyes widened slightly, and she hurriedly shook her head.

"Msister-in-law is good-looking, even if he is not, Ah Qing likes it. Don't be angry, and don't be fierce to Ah-Qing."

Meng Xiangbei sighed, he didn't intend to be harsh on Qiao Qingjun at first, seeing the young man in such a state, he couldn't even say a word of those heavy words.

He took the boy into his arms again, and said helplessly and dotingly: "You, you always let me do nothing about you. Forget it, why did I love you so much?"

Love! ?

Qiao Qingjun leaned against Meng Xiangbei's chest, her ears were particularly sharp to catch the word, Xianggong said, he loves him.

Well, I'm so happy.

This time, Qiao Qingjuan's heart was full of pity and grievances, and there was only warmth left.

Meng Xiangbei asked about family affairs again, focusing on Brother An and Doctor Liu.

Speaking of these two people, Qiao Qingjuan's emotions rose again, and he told everything about Meng Xiangbei's departure.

For example, An Ge'er's health is getting better and better, and he often talks about when his father will come back.

For example, in the case of the pharmacy, what progress has been made in his medical skills.

For example, he would go to the temple with An Geer to burn incense and pray for blessings, for example, he would regularly go to the teahouse to listen to Mr. Mu's storytelling.

"...Now people in Sambar City like Mr. Mu's story about two soldiers surnamed Meng and Yang. He said that these two men are brave and resourceful, and they are rare soldiers."

Qiao Qingjun imitated Mr. Mu's speech in a decent manner.

Qiao Qingjun hugged Meng Xiangbei's arm: "Ah Qing knows, that person must be Mr. Xiang."

Meng Xiangbei smiled and pinched his nose: "Yes, you are the smartest."

Qiao Qingjuan stayed in the military camp completely because of his extraordinary medical skills. Apart from treating the wounded soldiers every day, he spent the rest of his time discussing medical skills with the doctors.

Qian Zheng woke up the next day. He originally thought that he would die this time, but he didn't expect to wake up again.

However, he also knew that with his current physical condition, he couldn't go on the battlefield again.

"General Qian, the last general invites you to take the lead in attacking Jiang Guo." Meng Xiangbei volunteered.

Yang Huaizhong beside him also echoed.

In fact, Qian Zheng has been waiting for the arrival of the two legendary soldiers. Originally, he only had a glimmer of hope, but he did not expect that reality would bring him even greater surprises.

Apart from other things, Meng Xiangbei's martial arts alone are above him.

He tested the strategies of the two of them again, and found that the two of them were indeed courageous and resourceful.

"Since this is the case, I will name you Meng Xiangbei as the deputy general, and Yang Huaizhong will assist you to take the lead in attacking Jiang Guo and drive those ambitious Jiang Guo soldiers out of our Great Sui Dynasty."

"The last general takes orders."

The deeds of Meng Xiangbei and Yang Huaizhong had already been spread in the army of the Great Sui Dynasty, and because they saved General Qian and the third prince on the battlefield, Meng Xiangbei stabbed Jiang Sheng, the soldiers treated them both Admired and admired.

When they learned that the two men would lead them to attack Jiang Guo, the soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty cheered up.

"Attack Jiang Guo and drive out the Great Sui Dynasty!"

With the unity of the generals of the Great Sui Dynasty, their morale was high, and they began to attack Jiang Guo under the leadership of Meng Xiangbei and Yang Huaizhong.

Apart from the crown prince Jiang Sheng, the people Jiang Guo relied on were the national teacher who accompanied him who could make poison.

Jiang Sheng was injured, and his martial arts were not as good as Meng Xiangbei's. Every time he confronted him, it was extremely difficult, and he almost lost his life several times.

And the several lieutenants he brought were also beheaded by Yang Huaizhong and Murong Yin.

The soldiers of Jiang State were originally stronger than the soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty, but the soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty were united at this time, and they lost their morale because of the defeat of their own prince.

It took Jiang Guo two months to attack the two cities of the Great Sui Dynasty.

It took only one month for Meng Xiangbei and others to reply to them.

The good news spread throughout the Sui Dynasty.

Everyone in the Sui Dynasty was filled with joy on their faces.

Meng Xiangbei and others did not stop because of this, and continued to attack Jiang Guo.

It's just that Prince Jiang Guo used a poisonous trick this time.

They used the poison prepared by the national teacher and sent spies to poison it. In the end, it was Qiao Qingjuan who led a group of military doctors to develop the antidote.

And when the third prince was shot by a poisonous arrow and was on the verge of death, it was they who tried their best to save him.

Another year passed, and Meng Xiangbei and Yang Huaizhong led the army of the Sui Dynasty to conquer the eight cities of Jiang State.

Two months ago, that Jiang Sheng was stabbed in the neck by Meng Xiangbei, and when he died, Jiang Guo's soldiers had been retreating steadily.

It was at this time that the monarch of the Jiang Kingdom finally couldn't bear it anymore and sent a special agent to discuss peace. The emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty agreed, which meant that the war that lasted for almost two years was completely over.

The army returned to court.

Meng Xiangbei finally had time to be with Qiao Qingjun.

And Murong Yin looked at the crooked smile with envy in his eyes.

A year ago, he knew that Meng Xiangbei and Qiao Qingjun were husband and wife. They loved each other and only had each other in their eyes.

He remembered that when he remembered the matter of Qian Jiaojiao and Meng Xiangbei, he even found a time to ask about it.

Ask Meng Xiangbei how Qian Jiaojiao fell in love with him in the first place, and why he doesn't want Qian Jiaojiao.

He remembered that Meng Xiangbei answered like this at that time.

"The contact with Ms. Qian was requested by my mother, Mrs. Zhongyuanhou, but the only person I love is Ah Qing, who also gave birth to a child for me. I will never let them down in this life."

"As for Ms. Qian, she has a crush on me, but I think that what she really wants is not necessarily me. What she wants is a husband who is devoted to her and only her in body and mind. In other words, for the rest of her life A couple."

At that time, Murong Yin froze in place immediately.

A couple for life, these words kept lingering in his ears.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that this was the reason why Qian Jiaojiao was unwilling to accept him.

Because he will have a side concubine, a concubine's room, and have children with other women, so even if Qian Jiaojiao likes him no matter how much she will, she will not be with him.

But isn't it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?

Especially as a prince, he had never heard of a man from the royal family and nobles who only married one woman.

Murong Yin's three views were greatly impacted, and he remained silent for a long time.

On the way back to the imperial court, the class teacher was thinking about something from time to time.

It wasn't until he arrived in the capital that he finally figured it out and made up his mind, his gloomy eyes once again glowed brightly.

He decided that he loves Qian Jiaojiao, and he wants to give Qian Jiaojiao a promise of being a couple for life.

This time's battle made Meng Xiangbei and Yang Huaizhong, who were originally little-known, completely famous, especially Meng Xiangbei, who became the new generation of God of War in the Sui Dynasty after Qian Zheng.

And Qiao Qingjun, by virtue of his medical skills, became a soldier and a genius doctor in the eyes of the common people.

When they arrived in the capital, Qian Zheng led a group of soldiers to pay homage to the emperor.

The emperor, Longyan Dayue, directly named Meng Xiangbei as the second-rank General Zhenbei, Yang Huaizhong as the third-rank General Anyuan, and the third prince Murong Yin, because of his military achievements and his ability and integrity, he was named the prince.

Qiao Qingjun and other military doctors also received rewards one after another, especially Qiao Qingjun, and the holy doctor bestowed a plaque with a gold pen.

Originally, the emperor wanted him to be the head of the imperial hospital in the palace, but Qiao Qingjun refused.

As for Qian Zheng, the emperor originally wanted to reward him, but Qian Zheng said that he was old, so he resigned and handed over his military power.

The military power was handed over to Meng Xiangbei by the emperor, and the emperor made Qian Zheng the Duke of the state.

"What did you say? That little bastard went to join the army, and this time he was named the second-rank General Zhenbei by the emperor."

In the Zhongyuanhou Mansion, Mrs. Meng fell down on a chair in shock when she heard the news.

The nun next to her was holding a little doll about one year old.

That was the second son that Mrs. Meng gave birth to this year, and it was also the second child that was calculated by Hou Zhongyuan.

作者有话要说：这个世界明天完结了，撒花。感谢在2020-03-0617:36:40~2020-03-0717:38:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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