Chapter 227

After listening to song QingHan's words, Su San didn't say anything, because he knew that song QingHan's words were correct. If they were lost here, even if they could retreat, they would not be able to retreat for a long time. The capital may be solid, but what does that have to do with them?

Seeing Su San in a daze, song QingHan patted him on the shoulder, nodded to his right leg, and said in a soft voice, "it's going to be good. This is a good omen, isn't it?"

After saying this, song QingHan turned away without waiting for Su San to react. He still had a lot of things to do. If the patients in the military medical area could be cured, would it mean that there would be more people?

Although these people can not go to the battlefield, there are always some things that they can do. After all, they are so rich in experience, and they are also the people who have gone through life and death. Their mood is somewhat different.

Song QingHan thought while nodding to the Shuluo who appeared on the side of the road. Seeing him in a hurry, he frowned and said, "what's the matter?"

Shuluo swallowed his mouth and looked around. He lowered his voice and said, "the general and the general are injured!"

Song QingHan's heart was tight. Seeing that he looked so uneasy, he knew that this matter must not be small, and said in a deep voice: "seriously injured? Where is the injury? "

Shuluo stroked for a while and found that he couldn't say clearly for a while. He had to grasp song QingHan's hand to walk inside. While walking, he said intermittently: "the arrow goes through here, here and here. There's no way to lie down. It can only be held by people to hold up the general. It's really, really terrible!"

In fact, that picture is not the most tragic, but because of the noble status of the general and his calm expression, Shuluo was deeply impressed.

Song QingHan frowned. When he saw the places where Shuluo was playing, he had a bad feeling in his heart. Subconsciously, he said, "have you dealt with it? Isn't it moving? "

Shuluo quickly shook his head and explained, "if it had been put in the past, maybe we would have dealt with it, but now we don't know that your craftsmanship is better? Therefore, no one moved, just temporarily stopped the blood of the general, and the rest was waiting for you to do... "

he said that his voice became smaller and smaller, as if he had sensed the irresponsibility of their behavior. After all, song QingHan was not one of them. He pushed the operation for the general to him, and it was still such a serious situation, which seemed to be somewhat absent Love.

But song QingHan didn't mind, nodded and said, "yes, you can help me. There are too many injuries. I can't help myself."

Shuluo nodded his head in response. At this time, let alone ask him to do something, he was willing to carry excrement and urine for song QingHan, but this kind of thing could not happen...

two people came to an ordinary tent. After the ceremony, Shuluo directly opened the tent. When he felt several lines of sight shooting at him, his heart was tight, only his back was fluttering Get cold.

Song QingHan is no nonsense, directly open their own bags began to disinfect.

When they saw song QingHan's action, their brows were tight, and their bloody hands were on a knife on their waists. They said in a deep voice, "who is he? What do you want to do to the general? Why come in with a knife? "

The head of the military doctor had a big sweat on his head, but he still tried to explain calmly: "this is the doctor of the rejuvenation hall. Although not our people, the medical skills are better than ours. We can all testify to this. Those adults also know that, as for the knife, it is his tool, and you will know in a moment..."

those people Looking at each other, you probably know their medical skills. After putting down their hands, they snorted coldly: "anyone is better than you. Don't you feel guilty?"

Although he was taught a lesson, the head of the military doctor could not see any displeasure on his face. Instead, he kept nodding: "yes, we must try our best to improve our medical skills, but now it's still important for the general. Please be calm, and let doctor song calm down first."

Song QingHan didn't notice their conversation at all, because he was so nervous that he couldn't distinguish any extra spirit.

The general's arrow injuries were more serious than he had imagined. One had crossed his eyes, one had crossed his chest, and the other had crossed his left leg. Although there was no bleeding for the time being, it could not change the fact that the situation was critical.

There seems to be no sign of the frenzy, though, that there will be no sign of the frenzy.

Even when he realized that song QingHan was looking at him, he said directly: "as soon as possible, just give me a breath, I want to return to the battlefield as soon as possible!"

He didn't mean to speak with a command tone, but the natural superior momentum still made this sentence with a touch of compulsion.

However, song QingHan didn't care, and said directly: "I'm afraid it's impossible. Even if I take out all your arrows right away, you can't move your body for a while, otherwise the wound will burst, blood will flow out of your eyes, and even your brain will come out."This sentence, the tent atmosphere suddenly quiet down, as if everyone is still digesting the message given by song QingHan.

The general pursed his lips and frowned: "Zhang Wei, Li De, you exchange to go to the battlefield to check the current situation, and report in time, quick!"

Song QingHan turned his head and glanced at the two men who received orders. Xindao, a general, knows how to adapt. This is much more convenient. He likes people who don't recognize death. Otherwise, something unpleasant will happen later.

After everything was ready, song QingHan said to Shuluo: "you take the scissors, try not to shake, cut off the arrows on both sides."

After that, he raised his chin to the chief of the military doctor, and said in a deep voice, "you can fix his head. Don't let him turn around because of pain. Don't show any unnecessary expression on his face. Do you know?"

The head of the military doctor was flustered. His pupils trembled violently, pointing to himself and saying, "ah? Me, how do I do it? Is that all right? "

Song QingHan did not speak, the general directly ordered: "you can, come here!"

Although the general's words were mandatory, they gave people a sense of security. A hesitation flashed in the eyes of the chief medical officer, but then the hesitation became firm. He strode forward, holding the general's head in his arms and looking at his expression, he was in a state of taking death at home.