Chapter 13: Disguise and Enter the Military Camp



Jiang Sheng nodded and said solemnly, "Uncle Yang, I'm going to the barracks first. I'll trouble you to look after this place. The people in the woodshed must not be let out."

"I understand, sir, go ahead and rest assured."

The boy put on his bag and glanced at Xianxian. He smiled and said, "Xianxian, stay here obediently. When I have time to come out, I will buy you some candied haws."

Xianxian looked at him with tears in her eyes and sniffed.

He said sullenly, "When the military camp recruits soldiers, I will join the army too. Then I can be by your side and protect you."

Jiang Sheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for Xianxian. You guys don't have to send me off. I can go by myself."

We walked for half an hour before we saw the military camp.

The guards nodded when they saw him come back. "Doctor Mo, please open the bag and let us check it. Also, take out the token."

"good."

Jiang Sheng opened the bundle and found only two pieces of clothing and two oil-paper bags inside. He quickly took out one and stuffed it directly into the guard's arms.

"I bought a bag of pastries, and I have just enough for you. I'll just take one bag to the chef."

Upon hearing this, the gatekeeper said happily, "Okay, thank you, Doctor Mo. Next time you go to town, could you bring us some things?"

Another person echoed, "Yeah, military doctors are better. They can go wherever they want, as long as they get a permit. We can only go out once a month."

Jiang Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Well, I was buying things for Master. Otherwise, the Injured Barracks is so busy, how could I leave?"

"Okay, no problem, go in."

"Thank you both very much. I'll treat you to a drink some other day."

"Haha, that's a good feeling."

After finishing his polite remarks, Jiang Sheng took his bag and found the wounded camp. He lifted the curtain and a strong smell of blood hit his nose. He walked in with a frown.

A harsh voice rang out: "Hey, Junior Brother is out playing again. He's having a really leisurely time. I'm really envious of him."

Seeing that his master was not there, Linchuan naturally didn't want to tolerate this lazy junior brother any longer. He was busy with his hands and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

Jiang Sheng raised his head and looked at the man in green shirt. He had a stern and gloomy face and was bandaging the wounds of the wounded. His movements were so violent that the wounded screamed in pain.

This is the eldest brother Linchuan that the little boy mentioned. He has always disliked him and often tries to trip him up, but in front of the master, he shows another face.

It was a little unbearable to watch: "Brother, please be gentle, the wound will easily break open."

When Lin Chuan heard this, he couldn't suppress his anger. He glared at him fiercely and said unhappily, "I'm your senior brother. Do I need you to teach me?"

"You're not helping me, you're just slacking off every day. I don't know what the master likes about you."

Jiang Sheng muttered quietly, "The cooking is delicious, of course I like this. If you are dissatisfied, you can learn."

With a bang, it landed heavily on the table.

Just as he was about to teach him a lesson, an old man's voice was heard outside the door. The curtain was lifted, and an old man with gray hair slowly walked in.

He scanned the tent and finally landed on Jiang Sheng, frowning, "Little boy, why did you spend so much time in town again? What were you doing there?"

Jiang Sheng hasn't spoken yet.

The old man came closer and smelled the faint aroma of alcohol on him. He said unhappily, "Why are you drinking again? You didn't listen to what your master said at all."

"No, that's not the case, Master. I just ran into a drunkard and that's why I smelled of alcohol. I didn't drink."

My heart tightened when someone grabbed my wrist.

The old man nodded after taking his pulse: "Yes, you really didn't drink. Since you encountered a drunkard, Master will not bother with you this time. There won't be a next time."

"Hurry up and make the medicine and let them drink it. As many as can survive will be the best."

"By the way, have you bought any cakes?"

Jiang Sheng hurriedly opened the package, handed it over, and said softly, "Master, this peach cake is delicious. I bought it early this morning."

The old man rolled his eyes at him, but his expression softened considerably.

"You're so thoughtful. Go make the medicine."

"Okay, Master."

After everyone left, Lin Chuan casually said, "Master, aren't you being too indulgent with Junior Brother? He keeps going out. What if he gets the plague and returns to the barracks..."

The old man hummed in agreement, took out a silver needle and pricked the wounded soldier, saying softly, "Indeed, I heard the plague is spreading. I really shouldn't have let you go out."

"Just this once. Next time, keep a closer eye on him and don't let him go out casually again."

"...Yes, Master."

Linchuan lowered his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a hint of success flashed in his eyes.

Haha, if you can't go out, no one else can go out. Now let's see how the junior brother can be lazy. Why does he have to work so hard while the junior brother can take it easy.

There is no way out from now on, everyone has to be like him.

Jiang Sheng brought in the boiled medicine, took out some candied fruit from his bosom, and said softly, "Here, eat one after you finish drinking the bitter medicine, and it won't be so bitter anymore."

The young man on the bed, who was screaming in pain, looked at him eagerly after hearing this: "Really? I can eat candied fruit too."

"Yes, I bought it especially for you."

The young man couldn't help laughing. He picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all. He ate a candied fruit and said softly, "My name is Mu Tou. Thank you, Brother Mo, for the candied fruit. The medicine doesn't taste so bitter anymore."

Jiang Sheng patted his head gently, his eyes fell on his missing left arm, and he subconsciously looked away. He said softly, "Go to sleep after taking the medicine. The pain will go away when you fall asleep."

"Well, Brother Mo, you are such a nice person. You are so gentle today. In the past, you would only be mean to me."

“…Uh, yes.”

Mu Tou closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan, who was standing by, couldn't help but sneer: "Junior Brother, I'm afraid most of your monthly money is spent on food and drink. How are you going to get married in the future?"

"I'm not saying this to you, Senior Brother. Now that you've grown up, you should at least achieve something. You can't just spend all the money you have."

Jiang Sheng just felt that he was annoying, even more annoying than the old woman. How could a real man be so nagging?

No wonder the little boy's eyes were filled with resentment when he mentioned him.

After a busy day, Jiang Sheng was so tired that he couldn't lift his arms. He walked out to get some fresh air and couldn't help shaking his arms, grimacing in pain.

A scoffing sounded behind him, and Lin Chuan quickly returned to normal. He raised his chin and said unhappily, "What are you looking at? I, your senior brother, have always been better looking than you."

"...Brother, it's good to be confident, but it's wrong to lie with your eyes open. After all, you have an education, right?"

"What do you mean? I never lied to you."

The old man came out carrying a medicine box. Seeing the two of them arguing again, he waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, what's wrong with you two? You always quarrel."

"You're not tired, are you? Go and get the medicine."

"Come here quickly! You can't expect an old man like me to do any work. This is unfilial. It's really unfilial."

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