This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

Tai Hospital.

He Sixing read the book for a long time, but only turned over one page.

That page was only read for one or two minutes, and he flipped through it forcefully in order to prevent others from saying that he was in a daze.

An hour later, Song Chunjing finally came.

Seeing his figure entering the courtyard gate, the court judge first took a look at his expression from a distance, felt that it was the same as usual, and then stepped forward to say hello to him.

"Doctor Song?"

Song Chunjing nodded towards him, with a habitual polite expression on his face.

He walked all the way into the inner room, bypassing He Sixing who was lying on the corner of the table, and put the medicine box on the table.

He Sixing greeted him politely, "Physician Song."

Song Chunjing nodded casually.

It seems that he has no effect lying here, so he doesn't care much.

Song Chunjing sat on a chair, looking out the window at the green leaves and the shadows under the trees.

Two teenagers who often appear in the shadows, one sits here, the other is far away in the northwest, life and death are uncertain.

He Sixing glanced at his expression and couldn't help lowering his head.

After a while, the court judge walked in.

He first stood by the door and looked at him for a while, until he averted his eyes from admiring the scenery, then he came over and asked with a smile: "Which palace is Imperial Physician Song going to go to later?"

Song Chunjing nodded politely, "Qingyu Hall."

The judge let out a groan, and cut straight to the point: "Look, it's time for Sixing to become a teacher. The minister has come here many times, hoping to worship you as a teacher. Take a look..."

He rubbed his hands and touched He Sixing's head, "Or take him as a disciple and teach him something."

The person in the conversation pointed at him, He Sixing closed the book, stood up and stayed quietly.

After the judge finished speaking, he looked at Song Chunjing expectantly.

Song Chunjing also stood up, didn't look at him, and waved his hands to the court judge, "I have tried it once, and I really don't have the qualifications to lead apprentices." He meant Shen Huan's matter, and said: "Now I'm still injured, It's also inconvenient, Imperial Physician Liu or Imperial Physician Zhao, who are highly skilled in medicine and have never had apprentices, are more qualified than this subordinate, why don't you ask the court judge to ask them."

When he said this, Sixing thought of Shen Huan again and felt even more uncomfortable.

Song Chunjing's refusal was well-founded, and besides, he was indeed injured. The court judge turned around and wanted to leave. Seeing Sixing's expectant and disappointed eyes, he felt that he had lost face.

So he stood firmly at the same place, thought for a while and said: "Physician Song is too modest, since Shen Huan has asked himself to leave the school, it doesn't matter, this wound is not a problem, just take care of it slowly. "

At the end of the speech, without waiting for Song Chunjing's reply, he asked He Sixing, "Emperor Song must heal the wound before accepting disciples, are you waiting?"

"Wait." Sixing immediately replied respectfully.

Then he bowed deeply to Song Chunjing, "Thank you, Doctor Song."

This is tantamount to putting someone up directly, and it's not good for Song Chunjing to agree or refuse.

So he fell silent and accepted a gift from him.

The court judge saw that he was just silent, but he didn't look angry. It seemed that this incident didn't affect his mood.

If it is abnormal, it is a little absent-minded.

"Well, that's right."

The court judge couldn't be too forceful, and said with a smile, "There is no rush to learn from the teacher, but take your time. From now on, you should first obey the orders and do things."

He pushed He Sixing, He Sixing took a step forward, saluted Song Chunjing again, "If you have something to do in the future, master can directly tell me to do it."

Song Chunjing: "..."

I didn't expect He Sixing to be so good-for-nothing, even the court judge couldn't help giving him a high look.

Sixing continued: "I can do all the dirty work, drying medicine and making soup."

The judge looked at Song Chunjing.

One or two apprentices are so anxious.

Song Chunjing was much more experienced than last time.

"Just call me Doctor Song." He said to Sixing, "Let's talk about apprenticeship later."

The court judge didn't expect him to agree immediately, seeing that he wasn't too resistant, he was a little relieved.

After the court sentenced him to leave, Sixing continued to read.

From time to time, he glanced at Song Chunjing during the interval.

Song Chunjing copied the two prescriptions as if no one was around, then sat on the chair and stared blankly for a while.

He Sixing watched him finish his work, hesitated for a moment, stood up and said respectfully, "Physician Song."

Song Chunjing nodded his head, which was his answer.

"Please help me choose two books on medical skills." He Sixing continued.

Song Chunjing glanced at what he was reading, then turned around, took out two books from the shelf at the back, and put them on the corner of the table without raising his head, "Choose one to read."

He Sixing bit his lip.

He reached out, took the book above, and stood still.

Only then did Song Chunjing raise his head, glanced at him, and motioned for something to say.

He Sixing was confused, at one moment he felt that Song Chunjing knew Shen Huan's true identity, at another moment he felt that he was ruthless when ordering Shen Huan, so he might not know.

Thinking again, Shen Huan invited himself out of the teacher's school, did he know that he gave it to him?

Song Chunjing was still looking at him.

He Sixing forcefully forced a smile, "Go ahead, I'll continue reading."

Song Chunjing nodded indifferently.

He lowered his head and continued to work on himself, but he didn't know what to think of, and his hands stopped.

"Sixing."

"?" He Sixing had already lowered his head, but raised it again when he heard the words, and stood respectfully waiting for him to speak, "Please speak."

Song Chunjing asked: "Have you gone to see Shen Huan before?"

He Sixing shook his head, "After you went south with the crown prince, he left on the fifth and sixth day, escorted by the general to the northwest."

But the general came back halfway and was already dead.

He Sixing stopped talking, and Song Chunjing also fell silent.

"I..." He Sixing hesitated to speak.

Song Chunjing shifted his gaze to his face.

Those eyes were very complicated, worrying about Shen Huan, mourning the tragic death of the general, being caught off guard by the sudden incident, several emotions mixed together, all gathered in the eyes.

He has always been calm and composed, and he is neither humble nor overbearing when answering nobles, and even the court judges often look at his face.

On weekdays, I feel like a fish in water, very comfortable.

This kind of complex expression is rare, and it can already be called a gaffe.

He Sixing swallowed his words, lowered his head, and said lonelyly: "The general died tragically, Shen Huan disappeared, I...I am a little worried about him."

Song Chunjing was taken aback.

After a blink of an eye, he regained his clear look.

He Sixing continued: "I hope he has arrived at his destination safely."

Song Chunjing had heard a few words about the tragedy in the General's Mansion while he was in King Li's team, but it was far less impactful than someone directly speaking to him.

He has been trying not to think about it all the time, but at the moment when He Sixing speaks out in a few words, he can't help being terrified.

He Sixing stared at him with his eyebrows tightly closed, but his face was full of sadness at such a young age.

Song Chunjing thought that the two of them had been together before, so it was natural to be worried.

He forced himself to suppress his emotions and restrained himself: "Don't worry too much, the housekeeper of the general's mansion has already sent someone to look for it, and there will be results in a few days."

He Sixing felt even more disturbed.

"Well, I understand." He seemed very uncomfortable, and nodded with a frown.

Song Chunjing sighed and rubbed his head.

This kind of gentleness is very rare, He Sixing has been an apprentice in Taiyuan Hospital for two years, and it is the first time he has seen him so gentle.

He couldn't help but thank him: "Thank you, Imperial Physician Song, for your comfort."

northwest.

Frontier Camp.

In the evening, the guard came to report, and the boy woke up.

The chief soldier asked someone to bring him, and arranged dishes for a small round table.

The guards brought him here, saluted the chief soldier, and quickly retreated.

Shen Huan stood by the door defensively.

But after a few days passed, he became darker and thinner.

His eyes looked bigger, his face was pale, and his lips were a little dry.

There are some bruises under his eyes, because he hasn't slept well for many days.

The chief soldier put on his battle robe again, and returned to his calm and prestige appearance. Seeing his small and frail appearance, when he opened his mouth, his tone softened and lowered twice.

"Where are you from?"

Shen Huan didn't know if this was a frontier camp, or if it was a soldier of the dynasty, because he looked at him defensively, he pursed his lips tightly and didn't answer.

The chief soldier asked again: "How old is it?"

Shen Huan remained silent.

The chief soldier sneered, and ordered some food on the small round table with his chin.

Shen Huan glanced at the direction he pointed.

The table is not big, and the style is very simple and old, but it is very clean.

There are five or six common dishes on it.

Mostly green vegetables, vaguely mixed with a little bit of shredded pork.

On the other hand, the rice on the side is steaming, looking fluffy and delicious, very delicious.

Shen Huan swallowed his saliva.

The chief soldier said, "Eat first."

Shen Huan lowered his head, just as his stomach grumbled sincerely.

The chief soldier ignored him and sat down at the table to eat.

He ate and put it down very fast, gobbling it like a wolf, and in a blink of an eye a big bowl of rice went down, and even more than half of the vegetables went down.

"This is... where is it?" Shen Huan opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, and he was the first to startle himself.

His voice was so low that the chief soldier didn't seem to hear clearly, "What?"

Shen Huan swallowed and moistened her throat, "Where is this?"

"Barracks." The chief soldier said.

"My men rescued you by the river, if they hadn't brought you back, I'm afraid your life would be lost." He said again.

Shen Huan thought for a while, "Is Lin and General Lin's barracks?"

The chief soldier turned his head and glanced at him, the bloody aggressiveness in his eyes scared him back two steps.

Shen Huan tugged at the corner of his clothes nervously.

The chief soldier asked without emotion: "Do you know General Lin?"

"I've heard of it." Shen Huan didn't dare to rashly say that he was looking for him, he just wanted to find out the news and see if this was the place he was looking for.

The chief soldier gave a perfunctory "Oh", didn't take it to heart, and ignored him no more.

Shen Huan stood by the door, not daring to say a word.

The person in front of him was too strong, and the powerful aura radiating from his body made people feel nervous, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

The commander-in-chief was full.

Turned to look at him.

Shen Huan also looked at him.

The two looked at each other, like characters in two completely different worlds.

The person who was full rinsed his mouth and swallowed the saliva with a "gudong".

"where is your family?"

Shen Huan's mind immediately flashed the general who returned to Beijing late at night with his bags on his back and the head of the guard who died tragically.

When he asked casually, Shen Huan's eyes and nose were sore, and thinking of where he had not been, tears immediately fell down.

Chief Soldier: "..."

He didn't expect to make people cry by asking casually.

This man is a tough guy with a hard heart. He has taken off heads on the battlefield and killed countless people, but he has never seen anyone shed tears here.

I have seen it too, but I have only seen enemies crying bitterly.

It's not such a grievance that silently shed tears.

It must have been a catastrophe, and maybe all the family members died.

He stepped forward and cleared his throat uncomfortably, "It's okay. If you have any difficulties, you can stay in the camp. Although the conditions are more difficult, it is still a place to stay."

Shen Huan raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears.

"Injured?" The chief soldier asked, took his hand, and looked at the wound on the arm that was deep enough to reach the bone and festered, "How did you do it?"

Shen Huan hesitated, and whispered, "Wolf..."

He had barely uttered a word before he was interrupted by a mocking sneer.

"Wolf?" The chief soldier put down his hand and said indifferently, "Can you survive a wolf?"

Shen Huan: "..."

Shen Huan was momentarily embarrassed, not knowing what to say or do.

"The wolves in the northwest are man-eating wolves. You are so big, you can eat three of them at once," said the chief soldier.

He got up, walked to a square table in the southwest corner, and turned around with a "crash".

Several porcelain vases staggered and collided to make a crisp sound, and the saber placed on top made a little sound.

Even though it was wrapped in a sheath, it still frightened Shen Huan to lean against the wall.

The chief soldier glanced back at him, and moved slightly.

He walked over holding a porcelain bottle, and handed it to Chen Huan: "Here, there is no good medicine here, this one is the most effective, it can stop bleeding and promote muscle growth."

Although he is a little scary, he doesn't seem to be a bad person.

Shen Huan accepted it hesitantly.

The man said again: "You eat first, I'll go out for a while."

After finishing speaking, before Shen Huan could respond, he opened the door curtain and walked out.

He walked for a while before Shen Huan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the simple but very clean tent.

Finally, he fixed his eyes on the food on the table and walked over slowly.

The food is already a little cold, and the taste is not as good as that in Beijing.

But he hadn't had a good meal for many days, and he was all supported by dry food and river water. He was very excited to be able to eat this kind of ordinary food at this moment.

He thought for a moment, is this Lin Jian's camp?Seeing his reaction, it seems not.

While thinking, has my father returned to Beijing safely?What happened in Beijing?

As soon as the door curtain moved, the chief soldier went and returned, and a gust of wind was entrained.

He looked at it from a distance, "It's not a big person, and the appetite is not small."

Shen Huan glanced at the empty bowls and rice, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

This laugh is extremely difficult.

When the chief soldier saw it, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "It's enough when you're full."

But he thought in his heart that the one crying and laughing was born as a young master who couldn't bear hardships.

He took out the things in his arms, another small porcelain bottle, and handed it to him, "It's for pain relief."

Shen Huan hurriedly took it with both hands, moved the tip of his nose, and said, "Cyanhusuo stem."

The chief soldier frowned, "Do you know medical skills?"

Shen Huan lied, "The family has practiced medicine for generations."

He looks clean, not scheming, and he is not very old.

The commander-in-chief was not suspicious, and nodded his head, which was regarded as his recognition of his origin and family background.

Thinking in my heart, there is a shortage of doctors in the army, so I can stay.

He removed the carrion from Chen Huan, applied medicinal powder, and finally bandaged it properly.

That technique was very rough, compared to Song Chunjing's technique of bandaging the wound in Beijing, it was ten times worse than Chen Huan's.

But the advantage is that it is strong, and it can't be scattered easily.

Shen Huan shook his arm, thanking him embarrassedly, "Thank you."

"Where's the family?" The chief soldier asked again.

Shen Huan was silent for a moment, and finally spoke, "Dead."

The chief soldier nodded.

Seems to be expected.

The author has something to say: Today is the 30th, it is hard to imagine what I have experienced this month, unexpectedly!

There is no one-day break!

A row of small red flowers for you OvO~