The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 268

Feng Zhuo's tone was very firm.

First of all, the people in the wounded barracks have all experienced wars, and they have all walked through the gate of hell once. Compared with soldiers who have not been on the battlefield, they have more murderous aura on their bodies.

Furthermore, the willpower and endurance of the people in the wounded barracks are stronger than other soldiers.

Most importantly, the men in the Wounded Battalion are easy to manage.

No one will ever forget the person who gave you a helping hand in your most difficult time.

What's more, she can also promise them good health and a beautiful life.

Only those who have really lost these two will know how precious they are.

"Boss, I understand what you're saying, but... a wounded soldier is a wounded soldier!" Lu Jiean frowned.

"Didn't I tell you that I know medicine?"

Feng Zhuo didn't deliberately lower his voice, it happened to be heard by several people passing by, and they all stopped at the same time.

Lu Jiean didn't loosen his frown, and said, "Boss, the injuries in the wounded barracks are not as simple as imagined."

Feng Zhuo said he knew medical skills, so he believed it.

Moreover, he also believes that Feng Zhuo's medical skills will not be weak.

However, most of the wounded barracks are physically handicapped, no matter how good the medical skills are, they are useless.

"No matter what kind of injury, as long as there is still breath, I can heal it." Feng Zhuo said seriously.

"Puchi"

There was a sneer.

The few people who stopped stopped said mockingly: "What a shame! Did she think that all the wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks were infected with typhoid fever?"

"Our pavilion master claims to rule the world with a silver needle, so we wouldn't say such a thing, would we?"

"Ignorance is fearlessness!"

Feng Zhuo raised his fingers to dig his ears, and said: "General, why can any cat or dog enter the barracks?"

"Boss, they are military doctors sent by the Divine Doctor Pavilion!" Lu Jiean said.

Feng Zhuo turned around, glanced back and forth at them several times, and said with a half-smile: "Oh~ so they belong to the Miracle Doctor Pavilion! I heard that the Miracle Doctor Pavilion is just a group of people who live and drink. I didn't really believe it before, but now I can't help but believe it." .”

Such obvious turning and cursing made the faces of those military doctors very ugly.

They are military doctors, who belong to the Pavilion of Divine Doctors. When the soldiers see them on weekdays, they will smile and nod, and those soldiers even worship them as gods.

Neither of them could remember how long it had been since they had been scolded.

Now I actually tasted the feeling of being scolded again.

And the one who scolded them was actually a brazen little girl, how could they swallow this anger?

"Little girl, do you know the price of mocking the Divine Doctor Pavilion?" One of them asked with a gloomy face.

"What? Don't tell me, because I insulted you, I won't be able to hire any doctor in the Divine Medicine Pavilion to treat your illness?" Feng Zhuo looked at the choked person, and suddenly smiled brighter, "It seems I guessed it! So what? I am a genius doctor, I can’t cure myself when I’m sick, and I’m looking for you quack doctors? It’s not like my head was kicked by a donkey.”

For a doctor, there is nothing more irritating than calling him a "quack", right?
The three military doctors rushed forward angrily...

Feng Zhuo took out the iron whip and waved it, tilted his head to look at the people rushing up, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to fight with me? Just right, there are still flesh and blood from your commander on the whip..."

The three military doctors stopped immediately, "You, what did you do to the commander?"

"He teased me, I smoked him into meat sauce, that's all!"

(End of this chapter)