A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

In the early morning of the next day, song QingHan went out of the door with a small stone in his arms as usual. After cleaning up the area close to him, he summoned up the courage to go to the side where Wu Dahu was.

In order not to appear the kind of thing that was almost recognized yesterday, he specially found a piece of black gauze to cover his face and looked around all the way. It looked like a thief, which attracted many guards to his side.

Probably aware of those surprised sight, song QingHan embarrassed to head: "face allergy, allergy..."

the small stone playing with his head down did not know what he thought, suddenly raised his head and said in a loud voice: "allergy!"

The sound of his milk was so powerful that the guards turned their attention from Song QingHan to his face, trying to restrain the strange expression on his face.

"The child is so cute. How can he come to the barracks?"

"Who knows? Maybe there is no one to take care of it at home. It's also a pity. Alas, it's a good child. It's quiet. "

"Yes, he will smile at me! If only my husband could have such a lovely child. "

"..."

Song QingHan listened to the voices around him, lowered his head, and quietly covered his cloak on the small stone head to block the sight of those people.

It seems that it's no use just covering your face. The little stone is much more noticeable than him.

Fortunately, Xiaoshi seemed to know that his behavior made song QingHan unhappy. Even if he was covered by a cloak, he didn't make any noise. He only blinked his big eyes and looked out of the gap. From time to time, he stretched out his small hand and muttered something to himself.

Although the small stone was covered by song QingHan, Yu Wei still played a role in the guard just now. Miraculously, those people did not embarrass song QingHan. They even kindly reminded the people inside whether to get up and where the nightpot was.

Song QingHan did not have time to celebrate that he got a completely different treatment with Jiayi, he was scared to the throat by the scene he saw.

This is Wu Dahu's tent!

He stares at the clothes not far away and turns his head carefully. Suddenly, it comes to his mind that the guards have just told him that the adults here have gone out. Then he slowly breathes a sigh of relief and steps towards the bed.

After seeing the patch on the dress, he was more sure that this was Wu Dahu's tent. Even the small stone sliding out of the cloak also reached out and said, "Dad!"

Song QingHan touched his head with relief. He was about to speak when he heard some small sounds coming from the tent. He thought that Wu Dahu had come back suddenly. He got up quickly and covered his cloak in a hurry. He turned over and pretended to be carrying the nightpot.

"Why are you here? This is where I am in charge! "

Unexpectedly, song QingHan's voice is not Wu Dahu's, but Jiayi's.

Song QingHan's shoulder became loose. He couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved. He turned to look at the angry Jiayi and calmly said, "I'm not familiar with this area. I just remember that the dividing line is about here, so I come in. Besides, isn't it good to do more for you? What are you nervous about? "

Jiayi just said "I", song QingHan narrowed his eyes, looked at him strangely and said, "or do you have any secret?"

Worried that her mind would be seen through, Jiayi clenched her fists and said calmly, "what can I have? I think that if the division is good, it is divided and registered. If something goes wrong, it is not me? You go, remember not to come here again, you know? "

Song QingHan's eyes turned, "Er," and put down the nightpot. As he passed by Jiayi, he quickly glanced at Wu Dahu's tent. Seeing that he had not seen anything like healing medicine for the time being, he knew that Wu Dahu was not hurt, so he put down the big stone in his heart.

He doesn't believe it. If he comes here once in a while, what can Jiayi do with him? However, he changed his position for a moment. He felt that if Jiayi entered his area without any reason, he would feel a little uncomfortable. He decided to ask the guard Wu Dahu how he was. Unless it was really impossible, he would sneak in. Anyway, he only had to buy the guard and let him not tell Jiayi.

As soon as he got out of the last tent, he had a face-to-face meeting with a group of people, and almost threw out his nightpot.

The group glanced at him, and when they saw the nightpot in his hand, they quickly withdrew their eyes, as if they were afraid that their eyes would be stained.

However, one of them did not, but looked at Song QingHan's eyes for a long time. When he was urged, he took his head back and said with a smile: "the reason why this battle was won is due to the commander of the general. I'm just lucky. I've made a break..."

Song QingHan suddenly raised his head, and when he saw the familiar figure, his heart was moved Zhongyisong murmured: "it's ok...

who could have thought that the two people who had been sleeping in the same bed before could suddenly meet each other in this way?After finishing his lunch, song QingHan quickly went to the racecourse, looked at Su San's wound, quietly changed the medicine for him, and entrusted the stone to him.

But when he was preparing, he was stopped by an unexpected guest.

The man was no one else. He was the leader of the horse farm. After sweeping up and down song QingHan, he touched his chin and said with a smile, "without the boy's hindrance, you are completely exposed. You are really a special creature, tut tut."

When he is worried about the distance from Su Li's three eyebrows, he doesn't have to worry about being taken out of Su's heart? This is the barracks! Why don't you go to the battlefield with that extra energy? "

The logistics are basically female men. I don't know what happened to this man. He even mixed in and became the team leader. It's really puzzling.

Not only was the man not frightened by song QingHan's shrieking voice, but he took two steps forward and approached song QingHan's ear and said, "what about the military camp? Must have been a long time since your man touched you? Isn't it empty? Well? "

His eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Song QingHan's waist. He saw that song QingHan wanted to slap him with a backhand. Fortunately, he finally overcame the impulse with reason, holding the fist and saying, "you really don't think anyone can control you, do you?"

I didn't expect that the man was not afraid at all. He raised his chin slightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "you're looking for someone to take charge of me. What can you say?"