They let go at the same time.

Gu Fei watched her take two steps back, then suddenly turned around and turned on her horse as if she had made up her mind.

He rode away on his horse, and his black cloak fluttered wantonly behind him, like an unfolded wing, carrying him away.

Jiang Weiwei held the door frame with one hand and touched his stomach with the other hand, quietly watching the man walk away.

She didn't take back her sight until the back of one person and one horse completely disappeared at the end of her sight.

The smell of steamed bread came from the kitchen.

Jiang Wei stood by the stove and looked around. He found that the water in the jar was filled up and the firewood pile in the corner was higher than before. Obviously, Gu Fei did all this.

That man has always been like this, silently doing everything well, with a kind of gentle moistening things silently.

When the steamed bread was cooked, Jiang Wei carefully opened the lid, took the steamed bread out one by one, put it into the bamboo basket, and extinguished the fire in the stove.

Gu Fei left. The room was deserted. Jiang Wei didn't want to stay here alone. She went out with a bamboo basket on her back.

The wounded camp has been reorganized.

All the seriously injured patients were transferred to the camp, and those left outside were all slightly injured patients. Xiao Zhang was still taking people to set up tents. They planned to set up more camps and transfer those slightly injured patients outside to the camp.

Those with minor injuries sat on the ground in groups, some with their eyes closed and some chatted in a low voice.

When they saw Jiang Weiwei coming, their eyes lit up and shouted.

"Doctor Jiang!"

Jiang raised his hand slightly: "keep your voice down, don't affect others' rest."

Everyone immediately shut up, but their eyes were still looking at her.

Jiang Weiwei enters one of the camps and sees Zhan Chunsheng still busy.

The old doctor was old, but he still refused to rest, so that his eyes were red.

Jiang Weiwei pulled him aside.

"Go to bed first. There are others here."

Zhan Chunsheng waved his hand: "no, there are still many injuries to be treated here. I have to watch here."

Jiang Weiwei said, "if you endure like this all the time, you will not only burn your bones, but also affect your normal play. Look at you now. You're so tired that you're shaking. How can you treat people like this? Listen to my advice. You can go to bed and get enough spirit so that you can better treat people. "

Zhan Chunsheng rubbed some swollen temples. His current state is really not very good. Double shadows will appear when he looks at things. When he gave the patient an injection before, he almost stabbed in the wrong position.

"Then I'll sit outside."

"What's the use of just sitting down? You go straight back and sleep in peace. You're not the only doctor here. We'll be fine with you. "

Jiang Wei pushed Zhan Chunsheng out of the camp as she spoke.

Zhan Chunsheng hesitated and finally left.

Jiang turned slightly and went to find Xiu'er, a Tao, Shi Jinshui, Beichuan and others.

She distributed the steamed bread in the bamboo basket to everyone.

From last night to now, everyone has been busy. They haven't eaten or drunk. They have long been hungry. At this time, they see soft white flour steamed bread, and their eyes are green.

They quickly took the steamed bread and wolfed it down.

While they were eating, Jiang Weiwei inspected the camp one by one.

Now there are ten tents in the wounded camp, and more than twenty people lie in each camp.

In the open space outside, there is a lit fire. There are medicine cans hanging on the fire. Inside, the hot gas is bubbling out, and the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine is diffuse.

The wounded soldiers felt relieved by the smell of the medicine.

In the past, when they were injured, they had to dress up by themselves. As for whether they could survive in the end, it all depends on God.

Now a doctor finally treated them and gave them medicine. It was like a drowning man suddenly caught a life-saving straw and suddenly had hope of living.

Among them, several patients who could move their hands and feet took the initiative to look after the fire and were boiled dry in the face of the medicine jar.

Jiang Weiwei turned around and found that almost all the seriously injured patients had been treated.

Then she began to treat the wounds of the patients with minor injuries.

When she was treating the wound, ah Tao Xiu'er, Shi Jinshui, Zhou Yang and others all gathered around. While stuffing steamed bread into their mouth, they carefully observed Jiang Wei's skill in treating the wound.

This is a rare learning opportunity. They all read it very seriously and ask questions when they don't understand.

Jiang Weiwei was very patient when he answered.

When they finished eating the steamed bread, Jiang Weiwei selected two wounded with minor injuries and asked them to practice in person. She guided them nearby.

They had a good foundation, and now Jiang Weiwei, a good teacher, taught them hand in hand. They made rapid progress.

However, in just one afternoon, they have preliminarily mastered several wound treatment methods.

Jiang Weiwei plans to take them for another two days, so that in the future, like those patients with minor injuries, they can all be handed over to them for treatment, which can reduce a great burden on other doctors.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was completely dark.

The night came as scheduled and lights were on in the camp.

A torch was inserted every five steps on the wall, and the light of the fire swayed in the night wind.

After killing more than a dozen Southern Chu prisoners, the enemy outside the city retreated back to their camp. As for the broken bodies, they were discarded on the ground.

There are crows circling in the sky, making hoarse calls.

A crow wanted to bend down and peck at the dead bodies. An archer on the wall suddenly fired an arrow. The arrow flew out and shot the crow.

The crow screamed and fell to the ground.

Fu Qi looked at the archer who shot the arrow.

The man knelt on one knee and said, "my subordinates are willing to be punished if they shoot arrows without authorization."

"I punish you for shooting down all the crows in the sky. Don't miss any."

The man looked happy: "here!"

He stood up and fired arrows at the crows in the sky. Almost no arrows were fired. Each arrow hit a crow accurately.

When all the crows in the sky were shot down, all the soldiers on the wall applauded.

Originally, the depressive atmosphere of watching his colleagues tortured and killed by the enemy eased.

Fu Qi looked at the archer and asked, "what's your name?"

"Subordinate Yang Ke."

Fu Qi wrote down the name.

At this time, Chang Yi came over. He first looked at Yang Ke, and then said, "has Gu Zhen Fu envoy gone?"

Fu Qi said, "I left long ago. Calculate the time. They should start now."

Speaking of this, he looked at the enemy in the distance.

There are 400000 Xisha people stationed in the place with lights on.