Ning Shu killed people and ran, took the map to determine the next place, and then drove the donkey toward the destination.

At this time, the road condition is generally not good. It's potholes, especially when it rains. The ground is full of mud.

The little donkey pulled hard in front, Ning Shu pushed behind in coir raincoat, and the general slept to death. Then the car was drenched with heavy rain, and his face seemed even whiter.

White with blisters.

Ning Shu sighed and felt that he was so merciful that he put a coir raincoat on him.

This child is really short of heart!

Just go to sleep like this, don't you fear that people will chop him? Just believe her?

Well, I really can't leave this guy behind. What can I do without him!

Only with.

What to do with capriciousness? Only pet and let it go.

Because of the rain, Ning Shu can use a little water rule, and use water border to cover medicine, guns and ammunition.

So it won't soak.

Walking on the mud road, the little donkey pulled the car hard, Ning Shu pushed it behind. Even so, the wheels were trapped in potholes several times.

There is no shelter around, not even a small village. It looks quite desolate.

Because of the vast land and the war, the population decreased dramatically.

It's not easy to find a mud temple. It's very shabby. It's estimated that there should be a village around it.

Ning Shu looks at the donkey being drenched to scream, and looks at her eyes pitifully.

Ningshu is also soft hearted. This guy is tired enough. He not only has to take two people, but also has some cultural relics on it. If he meets some cultural relics worth collecting, Ningshu will pick them up.

Especially now, when wars are raging, fragile cultural relics are destroyed.

Since there is a temple in the mountain and there is a village ahead, but it's hard to walk there. Ningshu plans to wait for the rain to stop at the temple.

"Chief, someone's coming." Small army looked at the rain, some people and donkeys came.

"What, there are so many people. Are the ghosts coming?" A few other people got nervous.

His brow was cold and sweaty, his upper body was bare, his clothes were baked on the fire, and his wounds were white with the rain.

"Commander, it's not a ghost, it's not a ghost, it's a bit like that woman doctor, it's the woman doctor who saved you. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Ning Shu's heart is a little noisy, which can be met. It's clearly separated, which can be met.

These people are absolutely dangerous. If you stay with them, you may be involved at any time.

But now the rainstorm will not stop for a while, and we have to take a rest here.

When Ning Shu arrived at the gate of the temple, several people were waiting for her. The younger army said to Ning Shu, "doctor, I'll help you."

Several other people also helped to move things from the car. Ning Shu quickly said, "I'll do it myself."

One of them began to carry the generals, and when they heard about it, they laid down the generals.

Ning Shu carried his generals to the temple of land and let him lean against the wall.

Then one by one, he moved things to the temple and led the donkey to the house.

The little donkey shakes the water drop on his body, approaches the fire, and farts his head.

Ning Shu steams the moisture on his body and sits beside the general.

"Chief..." "The doctor's husband is like a dead man. When I go to help him, he is cold and unpopular," said one of the team members

Just a touch, I feel that people are dead cold, want to explore his breathing and pulse, the result was stopped by the doctor.

The regimental commander looked at Ning Shu and the generals over there. Ning Shu looked at her expressionless. "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing!" The head of the army was very calm, but he looked away.

Ning Shu saw that his wound was a little suppurated. He went over and asked, "didn't you take any medicine?"

"The head of the army is reluctant." The young army is quick at heart.

"Medicine is to save people. What's the value of not taking it?" Ning Shu reaches out to the commander's chest, and the commander quickly dodges.

"Hide what, I'll squeeze the pus for you, and then get some medicine." Ning Shu roughly treated the pus and sprinkled the powder.

Head of an iron man were all tears of pain.

"Doctor, would you like something to eat?" Someone asked Ning Shu.

"Well, I'm just hungry." You don't need to eat your own food. It's nice to eat.

"What's wrong with your husband?" The chief asked Ning Shu, but her medical skills couldn't be solved. It's probably hopeless.

Ning Shu: "vegetable man."

"What is a vegetable?" Xiaojun asked first.

Ningshu's face is expressionless: "the living dead who have lost intelligence, thought, will, emotion and other purposeful activities."

Everyone looked at Ning Shu with sympathetic eyes. Of course, some people suspected that her husband was dead at all. They also deceived themselves and refused to accept his death.The skin is just like a dead person. If you don't eat or drink, you will die.

However, no one said this kind of words. It was unfortunate that there was no need to sprinkle salt on people's wounds.

Other people who are used to life and death can't understand what a dead person looks like.

Like the man lying there is actually a dead man, no breathing, no chest ups and downs.

She's a doctor, don't you know?

Several people were suffocating to death, but they couldn't say it.

I can't help sighing. How pitiful!

The chief thought that the doctor dragged a dead man around every day, and the dead body was going to rot.

"Don't get him something to eat?" As soon as the commander said that, he would like to give himself a fist. He really has nothing to say. What can he eat when he dies.

"It's OK. I'll give him a regular injection." Rather than lie with the same face.

Of course, she heard the whispers of these people, whatever you suspect.

Everyone:

Just be happy.

As the sky gradually darkened, the rainstorm did not stop, and the whole temple was shrouded in water mist with a chill.

Ning Shu pretended to cover the general's body with a blanket, and then leaned against the general to sleep.

Although I can practice, I still can't bear to rush around like this at that time.

Several people watched Ning Shu sleep on a dead man, and there was a kind of unspeakable cold.

Although they were also lying in the dead, their comrades fell down one by one, which was not the same feeling at that time.

In modern terms, Ningshu is no different from pervert.

"We'll take turns tonight to watch the night and be more vigilant." The chief said that he felt thirsty and got some water to drink.

Wipe his head, I feel very hot, and I have a fever.

Take out the tablet wrapped in oil paper, take two, see the female doctor sleeping by the corpse, sigh in the heart.

How many people can be saved if such a doctor is put on the battlefield.

But keep the body of your husband and deceive yourself.

I really want to incorporate people into the organization.