Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

Fu Yuanyu knew Tang Anle was of a good background from the moment he saw him, maybe he was the pampered young master of some high-ranking official, so he was slightly surprised when he heard Tang Anle take the initiative to show the soldiers, but more I was overjoyed, there were not many good doctors, and even fewer were willing to work as military doctors in this difficult military camp. When the military doctor in the army had a problem, the wounded soldiers in the military camp were even more unable to take care of them.

"Okay, okay, come with me, there are too many wounded soldiers in this barracks, it's great that you are willing to see it," Fu Yuanyu beamed with joy, and pulled Tang Anle to turn around and walk towards a long barracks Go, "The people from the northern kingdom are really despicable. They used weapons mixed with poison on the battlefield. Some soldiers were injured, unconscious, and continued to have a high fever. The remaining military doctors are helpless and can only rely on you. "

Tang Anle nodded, followed behind, and walked non-stop. When he was still a few steps away from the camp, he could smell blood and a smell similar to rotting flesh and blood in the air. He was a little rushed, Tang Anle He frowned imperceptibly.

Fu Yuanyu seemed to be used to seeing these scenes, and when the tent curtain was lifted, his expression was normal.

"Military Master." As long as the soldiers lying or sitting inside were awake, they all stood up and said hello when they saw Fu Yuanyu walking in, with respectful expressions in their eyes.

Fu Yuanyu waved his hands, and his gestures were very natural, "Sit down, didn't I say that people with injuries don't need to salute? I brought you a little doctor, and everyone sat down in their seats. Yes, good healing."

The tent is very large, and all of them are wounded soldiers. Hearing what Fu Yuanyu said, Tang Anle's eyes fell on Tang Anle who was behind him. These soldiers are all accustomed to seeing blood on the battlefield. People like Tang Anle, who are more or less tainted with murderous intent, are most disdainful of Tang Anle, who looks like a spoiled young master who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world. He may be the same as the imperial doctor sent by the palace. After a few bloody bodies, he was so frightened that he pissed off and flowed back to the capital.

So after Fu Yuanyu finished speaking, no one in the tent made any movement, the silence was so quiet that only the unconscious soldiers groaned unconsciously.

Fu Yuanyu frowned. He also knew the bad temper of these soldiers. Just as he was about to reprimand him, Tang Anle spoke first, "That's fine. What, it's better not to move too much." This is all talking, and it's better not to move.

"...Okay," Fu Yuanyu nodded, "Take your bad tempers away, this little doctor Anle belongs to General Lianli..." After saying that, Fu Yuanyu stopped immediately, and Ion Yuan fell into a coma after being poisoned. The news of many days has not been circulated at all, which cannot be said.

"Ahem, it's nothing, it's more important to see your injuries." Fu Yuanyu pretended nothing happened, and turned to look at Tang Anle, "Little Doctor Anle, these soldiers will trouble you, I still have something to send to the main camp. "

"Yes." Tang Anle was a little apprehensive about being alone in this tent, but she remained calm on the face.

After being brought in, the words were spoken, and Fu Yuanyu left the tent, leaving only Tang Anle and a group of wounded soldiers in the huge tent.

"Pfft—" There was a sound of vomiting blood in the quiet tent, which was particularly prominent, followed by a panicked and crisp shout: "Brother!"

The sound came from the innermost corner of the camp. Tang Anle was startled, and ran over without stopping.

"Hurry up, call the military doctor!" Looking at the much older soldier, he yelled while covering his left shoulder.

Tang Anle was already standing next to the soldier's bed vomiting blood, his eyes focused, "No, I can watch." But after saying that, someone still ran out of the tent.

The soldiers in the tents here are the most seriously injured, and there are some missing arms and legs. With just one glance, everyone who sees it will only feel terrified. Tang Anle is no exception. He forced himself to move away from these people. Open your eyes and bend down to show the wounded soldier in front of you.

"Doctor, doctor, please help my elder brother, he has been in a coma for many days... The military doctor said that he was resigned to his fate, I don't believe it..." The young man with a suppressed cry grabbed Tang Anle's body tightly like a straw. clothing.

Tang Anle lifted the clothes of the soldier in front of him, raised his head and looked at the young man who grabbed his clothes. The young man was surrounded by a circle of wounded soldiers who were still able to move. His expression was solemn, his eyes were worried, and there was some concern for Tang Anle. distrust.

"I can cure him, don't worry." Tang Anle didn't know who this young man was, but he looked about the same age as Tang Ou. With a glimmer of light, his heart moved, and he couldn't help saying such a sentence.

After finishing speaking, Tang Anle's uneasiness about coming to this tent was swept away in his heart, and he untied the clothes of the man in front of him calmly, and looked at the knife and arrow wounds on his body, which were faintly blackened, and there were some red spots, Tang Anle's injury was quite similar to that of Ion Yuan.

"Little brother, go and boil me hot water, and these standing soldiers should move away, so that the air will not circulate easily, which is not good for the injured." It may be that Tang Anle's too calm and determined tone made me feel uncomfortable. People believed him, and the soldiers really walked back to their original positions in an orderly manner, just watching from a distance.

"Okay, I'll go right away." The young boy wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, got up and ran outside in a hurry.

Tang Anle spent the whole afternoon in this tent, the sky was dark, candles were already lit in the tent, Tang Anle still did not leave the tent.

"Axi, give me the scissors." Tang Anle said calmly. This afternoon, he had shown the injuries to nearly half of the people in the camp. Even the military doctor who came halfway stood behind him to observe and study in admiration. Then, the man named Axi was the younger brother of the soldier Tang Anle first saw the wounded.

After Tang Anle cut off the gauze in her hand, she took a deep breath, straightened her back, and twisted her neck slightly.

"Doctor, it's getting dark. You've been watching all afternoon. Do you want to rest?" Tang Anle stayed in the camp all afternoon mainly to see how the soldier with injuries similar to Ion Yuan's was injured. Having said that, he glanced at his elder brother from afar, "How many people are there that I didn't see hurt?"

This Axi has been impressed by Tang Anle's medical skills, and his eyes are filled with admiration. Hearing this, he replied respectfully: "There are still nearly half of the soldiers, but the injuries are relatively minor." Tang Anle looked at the wounded soldiers according to The order of heavy first and then lightest.