After saying this, Siber put his hand to his mouth again and whistled.
"It's nothing, I usually don't feel it at all. It just looks a little ugly." Siber said indifferently.
"Why don't you go to the infirmary in the military camp to get some medicine?" Bandak asked.
"Hehe," Sieber said with a concealed smile, "I don't have much money."
"There are a lot of food and salaries for logistics soldiers in the army, and I heard from you that your sister is a famous singer in the city. Why worry about such a small amount of money." Bundak frowned and said.
"My sister was sent to the restaurant by my father, and the money my sister and I earn now is just to pay off the family debt. In order to let my sister get out of there earlier, I have to be more frugal. She will be 21 next year. Girls should get married early." Siber looked at the fire in the stove and said calmly.
"It turned out to be like this." After hearing this surprising fact, Bandak couldn't bear to look at Siber and said, "Come to me tomorrow to get some medicine and go back and apply it. I will stay at the military council at noon hall."
Siber was bending over to pat the ashes on his trouser legs at the moment, and after hearing Bandak's suggestion, he replied with a smile: "I will go, thank you, Commander."
After speaking, he walked out of the carriage and took the reins of the horse from Yadonis.
Yadonis shook off the fine snow from his shoulders outside the carriage door. Walking into the car illuminated by the fire, he said to Bundak: "I heard you making noise right outside the door. What did you and this soldier talk about?"
"There is nothing to talk about." Bandak intends to keep this secret for Siber.
"It's fine if you don't say anything." Yadonis also asked casually, without the intention of going deeper: "When you return to the barracks, you have to go to the hospital for a physical examination honestly to see if your body is broken. .”
"Understood." Bandak agreed.
"On the day you returned to the city, I happened to be away from the military camp. I was not able to pick you up." Yadonis explained, "By the way, I didn't have time to ask you: You went to Commander Derrick, what was the result of the discussion?"
Bandak shook his head and said, "Derrick wants to stay there all the time, and has no idea about the position of commander."
"Hmm." Yadonis, as a colleague who knew Derrick not long ago, couldn't say anything. I can only silently support his decision: "Then, is the position of commander to be reserved for Claremont?"
"Not necessarily. We can't guess what His Majesty is thinking. Maybe Claremont is just one of the reserve members." Bandak analyzed.
"No matter who the new leader is, I will support it." Yadonis suddenly said.
"Hehe." Bandak smiled easily without saying a word.
The carriage drove back to the barracks slowly, and stopped in front of the medical clinic near the training ground.
"Hand over the carriage and go back to rest." Yadonis confessed to Siber.
"Okay." Siber nodded, then turned to Bundak, encouraging him: "Commander Bundak, I wish you good health."
"Yeah." Bundak replied with a smile. Waved to Siber.
Siber got on his horse and left with the carriage.
"It feels like you have known each other for a long time." Yadonis complained as he walked towards the door of the hospital.
"It's interesting to have such a person in the army," Bandak said.
Yadonis didn't care about replying, opened the curtain, and shouted inside: "Mr. Corradi!"
"Yes." An old man in his sixties came out of the hut.
This doctor had been in the barracks for a long time, and I heard that his disciples almost contracted all of Dherim's private clinics.
All in all, a great guy. However, the old man is professionally respected, and until this age, tomorrow he will come to sit in the medical clinic in the military camp. Just in case there are any problems that the younger generation can't solve.
It was Yadonist who asked him to wait until this time to do a physical examination for Bundak tonight.
"The old man hasn't gone back to rest yet?" Bandak walked into the hospital and took a sip of hot tea. asked Corradi.
"Well, I haven't been able to sleep very much recently. I'm staying in this hospital. Be more at ease." Corradi said to Bundak who was sitting down while taking out a cuff.
"So it's like this, I don't sleep well, have you ever thought of any way to heal it?" Bandak asked with concern.
"It can't be cured, you'll know when you reach my age. The human body is like this, but if you maintain your health every day, it will take a little longer." Corradi shook his head.
"The old man is still young," Yadonis interjected, "I heard that there is a medicine called melatonin from other places. It can cure insomnia, why don't I ask someone to send you some come over?"
"No need." Corradi waved his hand and said, "I'm really worried about the medicine made by others. I can only take the medicine made by myself."
"That's it." Yadonis scratched his head and responded.
Corradi strapped a cuff around Bundak's arm and began taking his pulse.
The physical examination didn't end until late at night, and Yadonis, who was waiting by the side, was too sleepy.
While waiting for the result, Bandak couldn't bear to say to Yadonis, who was lying on the sofa and grinning: "You should go back early. I'll just wait here by myself."
"What? It's over?" Yadonis wiped his face when he heard someone talking, stood up and said.
It turned out that Bundak in front of him was staring at him with a complicated expression.
"Hey, I thought the physical examination was over?" Yadonis shook his head, sat down again and said, "How did you feel when you had the physical examination just now?"
"It's okay." Bandak replied, "Also, you can go back."
"No, I have to send you back to the barracks." Yadonis refused.
"That's fine, but don't fall asleep again. This old gentleman's sofa is dirty with your saliva." Bandak said helplessly.
"Okay." Yadonis swore, wiping his mouth with a towel.
Not long after, the old man came out with the manuscript paper and said to Bundak: "Your body is fine. But you still have to pay attention to protecting your knees from the cold recently. I touched a wound on your leg bone. It should be It must be an old injury. You have to pay attention to protecting that part."
After hearing the old man's advice, Bandak took the manuscript paper and thanked him: "Thank you, old man, you have worked hard too. Please rest earlier."
"It's okay," Corradi replied with a smile, "I still have to wash up, so I won't see you off."
"Yes." Bandak and Yadonis bent over their luggage and replied.
Corradi glanced at them, then turned and walked into the indoor cabin.
(end of this chapter)