Doctor Shen looked at her panicked look, frowned and asked, "Where have you been?"
Bai Zhi scratched his head and smiled dryly: "Xu Shi has drunk too much congee and is in a hurry. It's convenient just to go."
Doctor Shen nodded, coughed twice, and then asked, "I just heard Xiaoqian say that your vegetable porridge is very delicious, is there any more?" He has a bad appetite today, and he only ate half a bowl of dinner. He was originally not hungry. Yes, Xiaoqian just went to him to get the plaster, and he said in a smooth way that he praised the kid’s vegetable porridge, and he was suddenly hungry again, so he came here.
Bai Zhi pointed to the empty pot beside him and said: "No, there is nothing left. I originally wanted to give you a bowl, but the guards just came out of the hungry prison and didn’t wait for me. They added another bowl, and they ate up all the porridge in the pot."
Doctor Shen coldly snorted: "Just those hungry ghosts, can you not eat it all? Forget it, it's enough for you to have this heart. Next time you make something delicious, don't forget to leave a portion for me. "
Bai Zhi was in succession, and the two left the camp one after another and returned to the military doctor's account.
Hu Feng was hiding in the dark, observing the two quietly, and seeing that Dr. Shen did not suspect Bai Zhi, he was relieved. After they left, he returned to his tent and rested.
Doctor Shen led Bai Zhi to his residence. There was a small tent next to the big tent. There was a big horizontal bunk in the tent. There was nothing else. There were several beds in the quilt.
There was already a person asleep in the corner of Dahengpu, sleeping soundly, and they didn't even wake up when they came in.
After Dr. Shen entered the account, he first went to the person and checked the temperature of his forehead, and gave him a pulse, "This kid, what's the matter, at noon, I said that I had eaten my stomach and I was dizzy. This allowed him to come back to rest. Could it be that he lied to me?"
Bai Zhi didn’t have the time to take care of this. She hugged the quilt and lay down in the other corner, “I’m so sleepy, I’ll go to bed first.” She couldn’t sleep well for several days. It's like seeing fate.
Doctor Shen also climbed onto the bed. He is more than 50 years old this year. After tossing this day, he is also exhausted. He has to hurry up and rest. Minger doesn't know how many injuries he wants to heal.
The next day, Bai Zhi woke up early, Dr. Shen and the young man had been missing for a long time, she was awake early, they were even earlier than her
There was a bucket of clean water and a clean cloth towel in the tent. She washed briefly and hurriedly carried the cloth bag to the big tent next door.
In this early morning, several more wounds were sent to the big tent. The few people treated yesterday, but those who were able to move, have already left. The rest are those who cannot move at will. Among them are those who cannot move at will. Yesterday she sutured the two of the bones.
The young man in black was squatting in front of the wound she had stitched up, staring at the wound without blinking.
"Master, is this really stitched by the hairy boy in our tent?"
Doctor Shen was inflicting an injury on an injury, and without lifting his head, he responded, "Who is he? How can I fail?"
"Hey—what did he think? How could he come up with such a good idea? He did it so boldly? I admire him too much." After the young man saw the stitched wound on his injured belly, he went to look at his leg. The wound on his face kept going back and forth, and even the injured young man was embarrassed by him.
Hearing what he said, Dr. Shen stopped sprinkling medicine in his hand and asked, "Do you think this method is wonderful?"