Chapter 37 We Have Wounded Soldiers
Sheng Jiaojiao and Qi Rong lived directly in Tan Ji's big tent.

Every day, Quan Peng would come to the big tent to deliver medicine to Qi Rong. At the beginning, he was worried about letting Sheng Jiaojiao take care of Qi Rong, but Qi Rong's mental state was obviously improving every day.

And Sheng Jiaojiao is really good at learning. She said she wanted to study medicine, although she had her own considerations in it, but she was serious about studying.

From the very beginning, changing Qi Rong's dressing, cleaning the wound, bandaging, washing cloth, to learning about various herbal medicines, and learning to deal with various basic traumas, her attitude is very serious.

In a few days, except for Quan Peng coming to give Qi Rong a bowl of Banlangen every day, Sheng Jiaojiao did everything else about Qi Rong.

Sheng Jiaojiao's courage became more and more courageous. From the beginning, when she cleaned up Qi Zhi's wounds secretly, after Quan Peng stopped staring at Qi Zhi's wounds every day, Sheng Jiaojiao simply took a basin and filled it up. He dipped a cloth in the water from his son, and covered Qi Rong's wound.

"Sister, I think my injuries are much better. I'll do it myself."

Qi Rong regained his energy, and wanted to get up and jump. He took the wet and heavy cloth towel, and saw that the cloth towel in his hand hadn't even been wrung out, and it was still dripping with water.

Qi Rong glanced at Sister A and stretched out his other hand, trying to wring out the water in the cloth towel.

"Don't twist it, just wipe it off."

Sheng Jiaojiao, who was standing aside and staring, stopped Qi Rong's movement of wringing out the cloth towel in time.

She didn't seem to see Qi Rong's puzzled expression, so she made a gesture and asked Qi Rong to directly cover her chest with the wet cloth towel that was dripping continuously.

Qi Rong untied his clothes and did as he did, although he didn't understand what Ajie was doing.

Just as he was about to ask, Zheng Ling's voice came from outside the big tent,
"Jiao Niang, there are people from the Qi family outside, we can't open the door for them without the command of the battalion commander."

The Qi family knew that something had happened to Qi Rong that night, and also knew that Qi Rong had been sent to the East to nourish his wounds, and Sheng Jiaojiao took care of him in Dongying.

So after holding back for a few days, the Qi family went to the gate of Dongying to have a look. Knowing that they couldn't get in, they asked the soldiers guarding the camp gate to send a message inside. They wanted to hear it with their own ears, and knew Sheng Jiaojiao and Qi Zhi up close. Fortunately or not.

Sheng Jiaojiao hurriedly got up, walked out of the big tent, and followed Zheng Ling to the gate of the camp.

After walking two steps, she turned back and said to Zheng Ling:
"Wait a minute, I remembered a very important thing, I wrote a few words, let my family take it back, let the children in the village practice."

It happened that Tan Ji had pen, ink and straw paper here. She had just been teaching in Kaimeng School for two days, and she disappeared. Those children must be very disappointed.

But there is no other way now, Sheng Jiaojiao has to make sure that Qi Rong is well before going back to the village.

And she has been thinking about it for the past few days. After losing so much money, she needs to do something big to earn it back faster.

Zheng Ling waited outside the big tent, and after a while, Sheng Jiaojiao came out holding some scraps of paper with large characters written on them.

On the straw paper, a few characters were neatly written with strokes, which made it clear at a glance.

Zheng Ling couldn't help drawing these strokes in his head, and said to Sheng Jiaojiao with envy:

"Jiao Niang, the children of Huangtu Village are so lucky to have you, you are so kind to them."

"What's the matter, as long as you want to learn, I can teach children from other villages as well."

As Sheng Jiaojiao spoke, she had already reached the gate of the camp. The gate of the East Camp was made of thick wood, and the camp was tightly closed. The camp was surrounded by a wooden fence, heavily guarded by soldiers, so she couldn't just wander around casually.

Especially here is still under the rule of Tan Ji.

He is famous for his strict military management, and now there are soldiers killed by him in Dongying.

There was no military report for the gate of the camp, and Tan Ji ordered that it cannot be opened at will. Even if Sheng Jiaojiao walked to the gate of the camp, he would not be able to see the Qi family outside.

But just like the reason why the Qi family came to the gate of Dongying, Sheng Jiaojiao stood here just to get close and report to the Qi family that they are safe.

Zheng Ling took the copybook written by Sheng Jiaojiao, said a few words of kindness to the sentinel who guarded the gate of the camp, and told the sentry what Sheng Jiaojiao had confessed. , Take the opportunity to give these things to the Qi family.

"It's done, the matter has been explained, and the safety has been reported."

Zheng Ling walked back, looked at Sheng Jiaojiao and said with a smile:
"The person who came was your uncle, don't worry, he already knew you were safe."

"How is my uncle? Does he look all right?"

"He has a rosy complexion and walks like flying. Hearing from the sentinel, Uncle Qi just asked if our military camp accepts people."

Zheng Ling spoke jokingly, and Sheng Jiaojiao couldn't help laughing out loud.

This made Sheng Jiaojiao feel that since her water was effective in treating trauma, it might also be effective in treating uncle's cough.

Just as the two were talking, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes outside the camp.

The sentinel on the watchtower hastily shouted down:

"Captain Zheng, quickly take Jiaoniang back to the tent."

Before Sheng Jiaojiao knew what happened, Zheng Ling's face changed, he stretched out his arm, directly led Sheng Jiaojiao, and hurried to the direction of the big tent.

"But my uncle is still outside"

Sheng Jiaojiao held up her skirt with an anxious expression on her face. She was worried that something dangerous would happen outside the barracks.

Before Zheng Ling could answer, a group of soldiers in armor ran over in neat steps, Quan Peng followed behind, and when they saw Sheng Jiaojiao, they shouted loudly:
"Jiao Niang, come on, come and help me."

So Zheng Ling led Sheng Jiaojiao in the direction of Quan Peng.

Just listen to Quan Peng's explanation:
"We have wounded soldiers, hurry up, they come in from the side tent."

Because Tan Ji fought with the vassals lurking here in the north of the county. Although he was brave, Daze had not fought for more than ten years before this.

Tan Ji and Qi Zhang's subordinates were either militiamen or recruits, and they had no experience in licking blood at all.

This time, it's a real fight with the subjects of the country. The sword has no eyes, and it is inevitable that there will be wounded.

Because these wounded were sent back to the camp, the entire East Camp was busy.

In Dongying, there was only Quanpeng a military camp, and the first thing he thought of was Sheng Jiaojiao who had studied medicine with him for a few days.

Quan Peng took Sheng Jiaojiao to run towards the side tent, all the way running, exhorting all the way:

"After a while, you just need to help me fight, don't panic, and don't make a fuss, marching and fighting, where is there blood?"

Panting, he told Sheng Jiaojiao to go all the way, and he saw a few soldiers riding horses running over from the side tent, all wearing iron armor, and seeing the power shed from a distance, he directly dragged the wounded soldiers on horseback put down the horse.

(End of this chapter)

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