"Take me to the wounded soldiers' camp." Gu Mu's purpose in making this trip was to incorporate the army that belonged to him.
At the same time, they also used the penicillin they had to treat the wounded.
Knowing that Gu Mu could not reveal his identity, Shen Ci walked ahead and pushed open the tent.
"I'll take the doctor to the wounded soldiers' camp. You all stay here and keep watch."
"yes!"
Gu Mu nodded, impressed that he could maintain such energy and spirit even in continuous battles.
The soldiers on the frontier are all outstanding.
As soon as he entered the wounded soldiers' camp, Gu Mu's expression immediately turned serious.
Inside, there were soldiers lying on their sickbeds, groaning incessantly.
The wounded soldiers' camp had many tents, and in just one tent, there were twenty or thirty wounded soldiers lying in bed.
"The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and these soldiers' wounds are prone to infection. The more tired they are, the harder it is for them to heal. I don't know if they can make it through this summer." Shen Ci was also heartbroken when he saw this scene, and said heavily.
"doctor?"
"Is that a doctor? Please help us..."
"My wife just got married, and she's waiting for me to come home so we can have a big, healthy baby boy together!"
"Doctor, I don't want to die. I have an elderly mother at home who needs my care..."
The soldiers heard Shen Ci say that he had brought a doctor with him.
They all looked at Gu Mu with hopeful eyes.
Shen Ci clenched his fists tightly. Lying on the hospital bed were his brothers who had gone through thick and thin with him, and he absolutely did not want to see them die.
But... the Regent is skilled in both literature and martial arts, but he is heavy on political intrigue and politics. I have never heard of the Regent being able to treat illnesses.
Shen Ci's eyes gradually dimmed, and looking at the hopeful eyes of those soldiers, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
His incompetence...
Shen Ci turned away, unwilling to look again.
Wait a minute... the Regent pulled a small box out of his pocket?
Shen Ci happened to witness the Regent's actions.
The box was completely full of the pills I had just given him.
Fortunately, the pills were small and didn't take up much space. Gu Mu managed to stuff over a hundred pills into that exquisite little box with just his mind.
"Make the soldiers take this medicine twice a day, one pill each time."
Shen Ci took the medicine.
At first, he didn't pay attention when he ate it, because even if His Highness gave him poison, he would eat it without hesitation.
But at this moment, he couldn't help but examine it closely.
These medicines were half red and half yellow, and each one was tiny, no bigger than a fingernail.
The medicine they usually take consists of herbs that they collect from outside, which they then crush little by little, boil into a juice, and drink.
But those bowls of dark, bitter liquid didn't have any noticeable effect when drunk.
This was the first time he had ever seen such a small pill that he felt nothing after swallowing it.
However, if His Highness says it's useful, then it must be useful!
Shen Ci was overjoyed. His Highness really had a way to save people!
He immediately said, "As the doctor said, starting today, all the wounded will begin taking this medicine, according to the doctor's prescribed dosage!"
Having hope is better than having no hope at all.
The wounded all cheered.
Those with particularly severe cases would scream excitedly.
Gu Mu pushed open the tent and walked towards a secluded spot.
During this period, he had a vague feeling that he was being followed.
However, the feeling was intermittent, making him unsure whether he was truly being followed.
In addition, since no one had caused him any trouble and he was in a hurry to get on his way, he didn't bother with the matter.
But just now, he had that feeling of being spied on again.
—The person who was able to follow him all the way without revealing their whereabouts must be a rare genius in the field of tracking.
After all, his senses had become more acute thanks to the enhancement provided by the system's pills.
"Come out," Gu Mu said calmly, knowing the other person was nearby.
He started eavesdropping after he entered the wounded soldiers' camp.
He fears no one; with his current strength, it would be difficult to find many opponents in the entire world.
Gu Mu placed his fingers on the hilt of his sword, waiting for the enemy to appear.
But to everyone's surprise, a fifteen-year-old girl came out.
With rosy lips and white teeth, she wore two cute buns and possessed a quirky, chivalrous air.
This girl was none other than Lu Xiaoyao, whom he had met briefly in the woods before.
"A doctor who can kill?"
"laugh……"
"I like!"
Lu Xiaoyao held the sword, showing no anger at being discovered.
Her eyes were round and very clear.
But for some reason, a perfectly nice girl had a large "poor" character sewn on the hem of her gray-white linen dress.
"Why are you following me?" Gu Mu stroked his chin. Could it be that she's taken a liking to his... white ghost mask?
This girl is so strange!
Lu Xiaoyao lifted her skirt so that Gu Mu could see the word "poor" on it.
"I'm collecting the debt!" she declared righteously. "I'm getting back the money for my master's broken sword sheath!"
It's hard to imagine why this master and disciple duo, who are clearly masters of martial arts, are in such a sorry state.
—And on the other side.
A young man in a blue robe walks down the street of a small town.
He was holding a money bag in his hand.
He hadn't heard the sound of money in a long time, so he kept shaking the money bag in his hand.
He muttered to himself, "Finally, I've shaken off that money-devouring beast."
The young man in the blue robe sat down at a noodle stall: "Boss, a bowl of noodles, with beef and meatballs!"
"Oh, right, and add a fried egg too!"
In an instant, the young man in the blue robe felt he had reached the pinnacle of his life.
"This is a military camp," Gu Mu reminded Lu Xiaoyao.
Unauthorized trespassing on military grounds is a capital offense.
"We people of the martial world don't follow so many rules!" Lu Xiaoyao tucked his sword into his waistband and pulled a long whip from his sleeve: "I've never followed the rules since I was a child!"
"Is this your excuse for being poor?"
"you--"
Lu Xiaoyao's ears turned red with anger, and she stomped her foot: "You doctor who can kill people, you must be quite rich. I'll take your money and avenge my master!"
Lu Xiaoyao raised her long whip and lashed it at Gu Mu.
Her whip was amazing; it seemed to be a bullet that would automatically track its target. Even if Gu Mu dodged it, Lu Xiaoyao's whip could change direction in mid-air and swing towards Gu Mu.
At times like these, Gu Mu has no choice but to catch it with his bare hands.
"Doctor, if you stole my heart, could you heal it?" Seeing that she couldn't win the argument, Lu Xiaoyao blurted out a cheesy pickup line.
? ? ?
Gu Mu was taken aback.
Such corny pickup lines... I don't know how this pretty girl has so many tricks up her sleeve.
Taking advantage of Gu Mu's momentary distraction, Lu Xiaoyao withdrew her whip and said with a grin, "Stupid, stinky man!"
Then, like a young scholar in a blue robe fleeing, he released white smoke and disappeared without a trace.
In mid-air, only her clear, bell-like voice remained: "Doctor, you're much more interesting than my master..."
"Just you wait, I'll get my hands on your money bag sooner or later!"
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