A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song QingHan did not go to any other place after coming out of the tent. He directly asked the way to find the location of the horse farm.

Besides human beings, the most important creature in war is horse.

Although there were not as many horses as the barbarians in Qingmu, there were enough spare resources. Therefore, there were special people in charge of the logistics to serve the horses and mix with them all day.

There are not a few people in the racecourse. After all, there are hundreds of horses here. If only one person is in charge, it may collapse soon.

Song QingHan did not rush forward to ask who was willing to take care of the small stone. Instead, he stood and watched for a long time before finally targeting a middle-aged female man who walked unnaturally.

When the female man saw someone approaching him, he subconsciously turned to the beginning and clenched his hands into fists. He seemed to be a little nervous. His larynx also rose and fell for a while.

Or a small stone broke the peace, reached out to the man's horse and said, "sheep!"

As soon as he uttered his childish words, let alone song QingHan, even the seemingly nervous female man relaxed and began to smile softly.

Song QingHan said: "he only drank goat's milk at home, so he said sheep when he saw any animal. It made you laugh."

The man didn't expect that song QingHan would talk to him, but fortunately, the atmosphere had relaxed, so he didn't look so nervous. He nodded and said, "it's OK, little boy. It's good to speak fluently."

Song QingHan glanced down at his right leg, which was obviously backward. He raised his eyebrow and said, "did the horse kick it? Or? "

As soon as he uttered this sentence, the man became nervous again and swallowed the mouth water channel: "nothing, it's just standing for a long time, maybe a little tired."

For his reaction, song QingHan was a little puzzled and half jokingly said, "then you can't even walk on the road for a while."

Unexpectedly, after listening to his words, the man said fiercely: "nonsense! nonsense! I, I am very good! You have nothing to do, just go away! Go

Seeing his hand swinging in the air, his face also faintly rose. Song QingHan was surprised and said, "I don't mean any harm. I just want to confirm your cause and see if I can cure it."

The reason why he chose this man is because of his leg problems. If song QingHan cured him, he would take good care of Xiaoshi in order to thank song QingHan.

Although this seems to be unscrupulous, but if after curing him, he clearly said that he did not want to take care of the small stone, song QingHan would not be forced, just to seek peace of mind.

This feeling is similar to the patient's psychology of giving the doctor a red envelope. Even if he knows that the doctor will not accept it, the patient still needs to do this action to ensure that he or she can receive relative preferential treatment.

After hearing song QingHan's words, the man paused, as if digesting his words. After a long time, he hesitated to raise his head and said, "are you a doctor?"

Song QingHan thought about it and nodded his head and said, "it's half a doctor. I can still cure minor injuries and minor diseases."

Seeing him admit, a struggling expression flashed on his face, looked down at his right leg, and asked in a low voice, "what do you see? Can it be cured? "

Song QingHan laughed and raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm just a half baked doctor. It's good to see that your legs have problems. How much do you expect me to see? Besides, even if you want to see it, you have to lift your pants to see me? "

The man's right leg shrank back uneasily. He raised his head and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, he bent down slowly and lifted up his trouser leg. He said in a soft voice: "when I was looking after the horse, I was kicked by accident. It has not been good for several days..."

when he saw the dark green, song QingHan's eyes coagulated, and he squatted down directly and stretched out his hand to pinch it It's a pinch.

Without waiting for him to see clearly, the man put down his pants legs and coughed: "come, get up quickly, remember, I have nothing to do."

Song QingHan just stood up, and then came a voice of bad tone behind him.

"Su San! You're lazy here again! If you are lazy again, you will be thrown to clean up the battlefield! "

The man named Su San repeatedly bent down, quickened the movement of his hand, and flattered the way: "it was just this little brother who came to ask about something, so I answered. There was no laziness or laziness."

The man went around to song QingHan. After seeing his appearance, he felt his chin. He didn't know what he thought. Suddenly he said, "what are you asking about? Isn't it more convenient to ask me? I'm their team leader. Are you from the nightpot group? "

Yu Guangguang of song QingHan glanced at Su San's face and saw that his eyes were worried. Knowing that the so-called group leader must not be easily offended, he said coldly: "I've finished asking. Don't bother your adult. I'll leave first."

"Well, don't worry. We've all come here. Don't you have a good look at the scenery of the racecourse? If you want, I can take you on horseback

The man held out his hand in front of song QingHan. Although his attitude was warm, it was too oppressive for him.He frowned and subconsciously stepped back. He said calmly, "no, thank you very much. I still have something to do."

Although he did not know the rules of the racecourse, he also knew that the horses here could not be ridden casually. If he was cheated by the man, would he not have left a handle in his hand?

Seeing that song QingHan didn't eat soft, the man's eyes turned and his voice suddenly became stern. He cried out, "what are you, a member of the night pot group, sneaking up to the racecourse for? Say it! What's your purpose? If I can't tell you why, I'll take you to meet the adults above and let them make a decision! "

Song QingHan was angry and laughed. He opened his hand, exposed the small stone in his arms, and calmly said, "can't I take my son out to blow the wind? It's boring for adults

The man's voice was impassive, and he seemed to be very upset with the soft and hard attitude of song QingHan. He brushed his sleeves and said, "blow to other places! The racecourse is not a place for people to come in! Su San! If this happens again...

he stops for a long time on purpose. Su San is swept by his eyes and quickly agrees: "it won't happen again, my Lord."

Song QingHan was disgusted by the man's eyes and didn't want to stay any longer. He snorted and strode forward, but when he was about to go far away, he suddenly stopped walking and said, "mountains don't turn, water turns, people turn!"

After all, he did not care about Su San's incomprehension and went back to his tent.