The military doctors of Jubao Shanwei were particularly busy today, not only to deal with the wounded in the headquarters, but also to send people to the Jin'an Qianhu Office to help.
Jin An saw that his men were called to cook cloth, and he named only new cloth.
"Why do you want to cook it?"
In the past, when there were injured wounded, their treatment was to apply medicine, and then directly bandage, when did they cook it!
Jin An couldn't help but go over and ask.
A doctor was stitching the wounded's thigh with a needle and thread, and said impatiently: "That's disinfection, if you don't sterilize, who knows if there is a virus on those cloths!"
When the time comes, do you want to save people, or do you want to hurt people!
” The doctor didn't stop talking, and the guy who was stabbed in the thigh had already taken Ma Boiling, so he didn't feel that someone was sewing his body.
Jin An watched the needle and thread running between the skin and flesh, and pulled it from time to time, and suddenly felt that his teeth were sour and his body was numb.
After stitching up the wound, the doctor got up and smiled at the wounded who was still under anesthesia: "I can't die, I won't be a good man again in a long time!"
” Not far from the side, a doctor had just finished stitching up the wounded's abdomen, and his bloody hand took out a small notebook, leaned over the wounded's ear and asked, "Brother, is there anything unfinished?"
” The wounded's body trembled slightly, his eyes were half opened, and he said weakly, "I......
I want to eat......
Pig's trotters, to ......
Fat ......"
"There is a brother who wants to eat pig's trotters, and he wants to be fat!"
The doctor shouted.
Jin An was stunned for a moment, walked over and asked, "Is this okay for him?"
But all the pigs in the camp had been slain. ” The doctor whispered: "He can't do it, according to the rules of the uncle, we have to satisfy all the wishes that can be fulfilled for him." ” Jin An said with a sad face: "There are no pigs in the camp, if you go to sell them, ...... you" In Jin An's opinion, it was enough for these dying sergeants to stare at him afterwards and buy a pig specifically for him......
"Uncle!"
"Uncle......
In a greeting, Fang Xing came in.
"Uncle."
The doctor glanced at Jin An with some dissatisfaction, and then pointed to the wounded man who only had a slight rise and fall in his chest and said, "Uncle, this brother's organs are broken, and the unfinished thing is to eat pig's trotters." ” This sergeant was under Jin An's command, so Fang Xing looked at him with an inquiring gaze.
Jin An said stupidly: "Uncle, there are no pigs in the camp. ” Fang Xing leaned down, "Brother, hold on, the pig's trotters will come soon." ” Turning around, Fang Xing said gloomily: "Go, make pig's trotters for him immediately!"
” Jin An reiterated again: "Uncle, there is no ...... in the camp" "Then go buy it, and if you can't buy it, grab it!
Go to the Jiaozhi people and grab it!
” Seeing Fang Xing's face pale, Xiao Dao didn't say a word, and went with someone.
Jin An stood there, watching Fang Xing go to comfort those wounded one by one, and if some were seriously injured, he would stop and comfort them warmly.
After Fang woke up, Jin An leaned over and prepared to admit his mistake, even if he thought he was right.
"Uncle, the lower official is wrong......
Fang Xing frowned and said, "It's not you who is wrong, it's the rules in the army!"
” "These soldiers are fighting for the country, but they can't eat a pig's foot before they leave, what kind of bullshit rule is this!"
Fang Xing lowered his voice and scolded, feeling depressed in his heart, so he went outside.
"Old Seven, you are guarding outside, and no one is allowed to come in."
Fang Xing went into a room where the miscellaneous items were piled up.
When he came out again, he had one more thing in his hand.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
Not far outside was the kitchen, and not long after Fang woke up, the knife came back with someone.
He took the lead, carrying a pig's leg that was still dripping blood.
"Wait."
Fang Xing saw that the knife was about to rush into the kitchen, so he shouted.
The cook in the kitchen almost peed when he saw Fang wake up, he thought he had a seizure of spitting into the dish while cooking lunch.
Fang Xing opened the pressure cooker in his hand and cleaned it, and then ordered, "Go, ask that brother what flavor of pig's trotters he likes to eat." ” The knife ran quickly, and when he came back, he was a little embarrassed and said: "Master, that brother said that he wanted to eat boiled in white water, and he wanted to cook it rotten, but he ...... it."
Fang Xing didn't need anyone's help, he quickly burned the pig's trotters with fire, washed them and put them in the pot.
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"What is this?"
The cook couldn't help but be curious when he saw Fang Xing close the lid and then add a hat to the top.
"Fire!"
The flame horse rose, licking the body of the pot at the same time, it also illuminated Fang Xing's expressionless face.
I didn't mean to......
I must not have meant to......
The knife saw that Fang Xing's face was gradually sweating on the side, and his eyes seemed to be a little ......
Suffering!
"Sneer......"
A stream of heat rushed out of the top of the pot, and the little hat began to spin so rapidly that the cook almost screamed.
But Fang didn't move when he woke up, and his eyes were still dull.
Do you regret it?
Do you regret looking at the soldiers who were killed and wounded for the sake of your tactical service?
It seemed like a century, as if it was just a second, Fang Xing raised his hand, looked at the time, and then brought the pot down, "Water!"
Cold water was poured on the pot, and after a click, Fang Xing opened the pot, poked it with chopsticks, and said with satisfaction: "It's ripe." ” But this pig's trotter still didn't catch up with the time in the end.
Looking at those godless eyes, Fang Xing put the pig's trotters on the ground: "Burn this pig's trotters to him." ” Jin An, who was accustomed to life and death, comforted on the side: "Uncle, you personally made pig's trotters for him, if he knows it underground, he must be ......."
The latter words were blocked by Fang Xing's glance.
What kind of eyes is this?
Jin An felt that it was violence and killing!
But in a blink of an eye, Fang Xing's eyes became calm again.
Back at the Yamen of the Political Secretary, Zhu Gaoxu was struggling with what to do with the prisoners.
After seeing Fang Xing, he immediately pushed the matter to him.
"This king can't do such a delicate thing, Fang Xing, I'll leave it to you."
Zhu Gaoxu patted his ass and left, leaving more than 10,000 captives for Fang Xing.
Fang Xing sat on the chair, rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Have all the serious injuries been dealt with?"
” Fang Zheng replied: "Uncle, all the seriously injured have been dealt with. ” Zhu Rong felt that Fang Xing's body seemed to be a little cold, so he asked, "Uncle, although the weather is not too hot, those corpses are not easy to store after all, do you want to bury them?"
” "The land of Cochin is fertile, so don't add more nutrients."
Fang Xing's tone was light, but it made people feel chills on their bodies.
"Order!"
Fang Xing's hand pinched the armrest, and the force was so great that it turned a little white.
"Build a view of Beijing!"
Fang Xing's eyes said coldly: "You don't have to divide it into several, just one, just on the path that the scout found today." ” Hiss!
Fang Zheng and Zhu Rong looked at each other, and they both secretly admired each other's ruthlessness.
The literati are no worse than the martial artists!
The trail was later confirmed to be a frequent movement of the Cochins, and when the bodies of the thousands were sealed in a large dirt bag, it was estimated that no one dared to walk on the trail again.
Fang Xing saw that the two of them were a little stunned, so he said lightly: "In the former Song Dynasty, the Li Dynasty also slaughtered the city after breaking through the three states of Yongqinlian. ”