Her family are all loyal and brave. Luo Lingyu is too hypocritical about other things. When it comes to family and country, Luo Lingyu always supports them.

The little discomfort in your heart is meaningless when it comes to national affairs.

…

On a day in mid-November, the women were already exhausted and numb. The soldiers in the barracks had become accustomed to these beautiful girls personally bandaging their wounds and sewing them with needles and threading. People were coming in and out of the barracks, and it was rare that fewer wounded were sent back today, and there were fewer cries of pain in the tents.

The curtain of a military tent was open. Luo Lingyu stood in the tent, learning how to give an acupuncture needle from an old military doctor. She had been learning for many days and had already practiced on patients. The girl lowered her head to give an acupuncture needle to an unconscious soldier. The old military doctor was watching. Suddenly, a voice exploded from outside:

"Victory! We won!"

"Quick, quick! Where's the military doctor? Save him!"

The words "save people" were already familiar to everyone. When the outsiders came, Luo Lingyu's heart skipped a beat and she instinctively rushed out to help greet the wounded. After she bandaged the wounded, she heard unusual noises outside and the thunderous shouts of "The general is mighty!", and she reacted belatedly -

Did Nanyang win?

They won?

Luo Lingyu ran out with blood on her hands, grabbed a man and asked, "We really won, right? General Wei is back, right? Where's Lu Sanlang?"

The soldier was stumped by her string of questions. When he looked up and saw her face, his mind went blank and he blushed and couldn't speak. Luo Lingyu was so anxious that she wanted to ask someone else, but the military doctor inside shouted angrily, "Madam Luo, what are you doing? The patient has lost too much blood, aren't you going to give him an injection?"

Luo Lingyu was still holding a silver needle in her hand.

She gritted her teeth: Who cares about this!

However, she had to go back and continue to save people.

…

The battle was a great victory, and a large number of soldiers returned, making the empty military camp suddenly lively. Luo Lingyu was anxious to find Lu Yun, but the wounded continued to appear, and because she was too beautiful, people stared at her wherever she went, calling her over to bandage their wounds.

As soon as Luo Lingyu saw the people, she immediately asked, "Where is Lu Sanlang? Did he come back with you? Is he not injured?"

Although she heard that if you join the army you won't get hurt if you don't go to the battlefield, Luo Lingyu is still worried.

What’s more... Lu Yun is in danger of death.

Although she was saving the dying and the wounded, in her selfish heart, Lu Yun's life was more important than anyone else here. She didn't even know where Lu Yun was, but she kept saving other men.

…

Luo Lingyu carried her medicine box and walked through the military tents looking for people. Some said they had seen Lieutenant General Lu, while others said they didn't know. Some said Lieutenant General Lu was not injured, while others said he seemed to be injured. Luo Lingyu was even more worried by all the different opinions. When she saw General Wei, General Wei was very casual: "What can happen to him? He is just a pretty boy, haha."

Luo Lingyu turned and left.

The entire camp was filled with wounded soldiers and returning officers, and they were busy with boiling water, cooking, listening to the generals' lectures, and celebrating the victory. Luo Lingyu was so tired from pricking with a needle that she found Lu Yun in front of a haystack outside the tent where the camp stored food and hay.

Smoke was burning, and the camp was filled with the smell of blood. Lu Sanlang was leaning against a haystack, his green robe and face were stained with blood and black stains. He closed his eyes, his eyelashes were thick and long and drooped gently, and he sat there quietly and fell asleep.

Someone came up behind Luo Lingyu: "Ah, Lieutenant General Lu is here..."

Luo Lingyu said quickly: "Shh! He's injured. I need to give him an injection and bandage him."

The soldier who was talking was just passing by and took a blank look. He couldn't see where Army Officer Lu was injured. But since the extremely beautiful Luo said so, it must be true. The soldier left in a panic. Luo Lingyu lifted her skirt and stepped over the grass clippings on the ground and walked into the space surrounded by the haystack.

She squatted in front of Lu Yun, her heart stabbed, because she saw the dark circles under his eyes and his thin face. Lu Sanlang had a very good complexion, a very good foundation, and his skin was never rough. No matter how late he stayed up, he never had dark circles under his eyes. He had been exposed to the wind and sun for many days, but his skin did not get dark. He was still the handsome man of Jianye who was sought after by people. However, in less than a month, his eyes were dark and his stubble on his chin was also blue, and he had not taken care of it for many days... This must be because he stayed up too late.

What made Luo Lingyu even sadder was that he was such a sensitive person, and she had squatted in front of him, but he still hadn't woken up. How tiring it must be.

She was still angry: He only cared about the war and those things. Did he remember that he had not yet passed his own death? He was so active, what if he died on the battlefield?

It made her worry about him for so long.

Luo Lingyu kept complaining in her heart, and her nose was sore. She wiped the water stains from the corners of her eyes and calmly checked if he was injured. She turned his arms, hugged him and touched his body. His face rested on the crook of her neck, and his stubble made her uncomfortable.

However, he was not injured.

Luo Lingyu felt relieved and said softly, "Thank goodness you're not injured, otherwise I'd be mad at you to death."

The evening had passed, and the night fell early in winter. Lights were lit everywhere in the camp. Under the light of the lantern, the girl sitting in the haystack with her lover was still worried. She rolled up his sleeves, pulled his hand, and wanted to feel his pulse. Her fingers were on Lu Yun's wrist, and she looked down to see her lover's fingers, the back of his hand, and the blue veins.

What beautiful hands.

The body is well-proportioned, the fingers are long, and even the blood vessels are beautiful.

Especially since she had been following military doctors to treat injuries of the wounded recently and had seen many men's hands, when she saw hands like Lu Yun's...even in the eyes of a doctor, these were a pair of beautiful hands.

It makes people itchy.

Luo Lingyu stared at Lu Yun's hand intently, and suddenly her neck was pricked. She shuddered and saw Lu Yun open his eyes. He made a vague "hmm" sound, slowly sat up, and saw her with a look of surprise as if he had not woken up yet. Lu Yun's voice was very low, with the confusion of sleep: "What are you doing?"