A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Seeing that he was also worried about making trouble, song QingHan shook his head with a smile.

You're the one who should worry about him? Although he is not quite a person of jiejiayi, he can roughly guess from the naked eye that his purpose of logistics is not simple.

It is only a matter of time before something happens to such a person who tramples on the high and praises the low and is used to bullying.

But what does it matter to him? As long as things don't get on his head, he just keeps one eye open and one eye closed.

Both of them had nothing to do in the afternoon. After dinner, they went to report the change of area.

At the time of distribution, Jiayi specially circled Wu Dahu's tent into her own area. Seeing that song QingHan didn't notice anything, her eyes flashed with pride.

He knew that song QingHan's appearance was more outstanding than him, so even if he knew that song QingHan was a married female man with children, he had to be careful. Otherwise, if there was a case that song QingHan was taken in by that adult, he would not be able to cry.

Song QingHan really did not know where Wu Dahu's tent was, so he couldn't tell the difference between the area marked out by Jiayi and that drawn by him before. Moreover, he didn't have to enter Wu Dahu's tent. As long as he was close, it was good to have a look at him. At least he could know whether he was safe or not.

After solving the matter here, song QingHan thought about it, tied the sleeping stone to himself and walked in the direction of the military doctor.

Before he reached the position, song QingHan was frowned by the bloody smell.

Small stone seems to smell the smell, shrugged his nose, slowly opened his eyelids, unconsciously rubbed against song QingHan's arms.

"Female father, stink..."

his little milk voice attracted the attention of others. When he saw the innocent and lovely appearance of little stone, the man's frown slightly loosened a little, but his eyes towards song QingHan were still stern, and his tone was not good: "what are you doing here with your children? Don't you know there's a rescue tent in front of you? "

Song QingHan stopped, he stuffed the small stone into his arms, so that the smell was isolated. He frowned and said, "are there many injured people? I heard from the people in the half city of the moon that if it is serious, it will be sent back? Why is it so bloody? "

The man sneered, as if to express disdain for song QingHan's ignorance, and said in a cold voice, "how can you send everyone back? What's more...

he paused, looked around quietly, then put his eyes back on song QingHan, and said in a low voice: "what if someone uses the injured to become a deserter?"

Song QingHan's eyes flashed a touch of surprise, unbelievable way: "just because you don't want others to take advantage of this loophole, so you abandon those who are injured?"

When he saw song QingHan's shocked appearance, he felt that he was looked down upon by others. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "what do you know? It's all ordered by the Lord above. As long as we small minions follow suit, I have said enough. You leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for telling your team leader! "

Seeing his fierce appearance, song QingHan settled his mind and moved his eyes to the front again. However, no matter how he looked, he couldn't see the inside clearly. Though the people above wanted to frighten the soldiers by not letting the wounded go back, they didn't want them to be chilled by the bloody pictures.

Thinking of this, he resolutely turned back and prepared to come back another day. First, he should arrange the small stone, and the second was to find a reliable person to bring him in. Otherwise, he would not believe that he could go in and out at will.

It's just this reliable person... Who should I call?

He was so absorbed in thinking that he didn't pay attention to the road ahead. When he passed a corner, he didn't guard against bumping into someone. When he bowed his head and apologized, he subconsciously glanced at the man, frowned, and suddenly felt familiar.

After hearing song QingHan's apology, the man still looked discontented. He rubbed his chest and said, "do you walk without eyes? What would the poor soldiers do if they broke my arms and legs... Eh, it's you? "

Because song QingHan didn't know whether this familiar feeling was good or bad, he planned to move on after apologizing, but he didn't expect that before he took a few steps, his arm was seized by someone.

He turned his head and saw the man staring at himself. At last, he remembered where he had met the man, and subconsciously said, "rat?"

Shu Luosong opened his hand, clapped his hands and said, "ah! I can't believe you still remember my name! It's a good memory. Don't say it. I thought you were dead... Cough, I didn't expect to meet you again here. By the way, what are you here for? Don't tell me it's to avoid the pursuit of the film store? "

Seeing that he was still like a winking gossip, song QingHan looked around and went to the corner and said, "that matter has been solved for a long time. I come here because my husband is here."

"Solved?"

Shuluo was shocked and looked at Song QingHan again. He lowered his voice and said, "I can't believe you are really a famous doctor?"Although song QingHan didn't tell him what the specific offer was at that time, he can basically guess it now. It's just that song QingHan personally cured the man with a waist defect.

For that person's identity, he will not ask what, after all, whether it is for song QingHan, or for the auction house, are very taboo things, but for song QingHan's identity, he can take a good pick.

Seeing his face excitedly looking at himself, song QingHan coughed softly and said, "how did you come here? I didn't seem to see you in the logistics

Shuluo listened to this question, eyebrows drooped down, looking pathetic.

"Madam, I don't have enough hands. I came here because I need to run a little farther. You don't know. It's bloody. I haven't had a good sleep since I came here. I have nightmares every day!"

Song QingHan's heart moved, it seems that he just wanted to "doze off", someone handed a "pillow" over.

He pondered for a moment and whispered, "can you take me in?"

Shuluo was stunned. He opened his mouth and was about to ask why. Suddenly, a sudden insight appeared on his face. He clapped his hands and said, "you want to go in and show your medical skills, aren't you?"? This is really good, let's go now... "

Song QingHan reluctantly exposed the face of the small stone and whispered," I have to settle my son first. Adults can bear the smell, which does not mean that children can bear it. "