《A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life[2]》225
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The head of the doctor group wanted to say no, but when faced with the dozen gazes in unison, his throat felt like it was being choked tight, and he couldn’t say it.
He nodded sarcastically and touched his nose, “Yes, of course I will make that order, it’s just that no one might have time to do it, so ……”
Song Qinghan paused, calmly picked the man up and walked outside while saying, “Then I’ll do it myself later.”
Although the patients here might not mind staying with a dead person, after all, this dead person was an existence that they were once as close as brothers, but Song Qinghan still had to take into account the implications of it and move that person out.
Shuluo sighed quietly, took the liquor brought by Song Qinghan to disinfect his hands, and then took over the scalpel and silently commenced operating on the next patient.
The chief medic looked very confused and kind of nervous next to him, as if the temperature in the tent was gradually rising and he was about to evaporate.
He was the only person in the tent who was still in the have nothing to do, like an extra existence.
In the end, he finally couldn’t take it anymore and whispered to Song Qinghan, “I’ll go prepare for the cremation.”
And then he walked out and fled away in a flash in a great relief after Song Qinghan nodded, he was running fast in embarrassment as if something scary was right chasing him behind.
The night finally fell when they finished treating all the patients in this tent, and the head of the doctor group was standing right there with three urns lying in his hands. He turned to Song Qinghan and then uttered hesitantly, “Do you really want to go to the place they mentioned about? I have never heard the names before, so you are able to infer that they are all the remotest one. Maybe one of them is located at the southernmost side, and the other is at the northernmost side.”
Song Qinghan carried the bag on his back, rubbed his somewhat sore arms, took over all the urns one by one, and then swept a calm glance at the head of the doctor group, and said in a deep voice: “One cannot be faithless, since I promised, I naturally have to do it. As for how it will trouble me, I will appreciate if you don’t get yourself involved concerning that, Lord.”
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The head of the doctor group now had a deeper understanding of the prowess Song Qinghan possessed in the medicine area. So when he was called ‘Lord’ by Song Qinghan, he could feel that his face gradually became red-rimmed, as if he was slapped by someone suddenly in the face.
Seeing Song Qinghan wanted to leave, he hesitated, but could not help but ask, “Would you like me to submit an application to the commanders to shift your duty here? And at that time I will not force you to do something else, you can do whenever you want…”
Song Qinghan paused, shook his head rather decisively and refused, saying, “No, I have to take care of my son, I can’t stay here all day, so it’s better to come over when I have time. Well, if I am really occupied, you can let Shuluo come get some tools from me, he has learned some basic skills now anyway.”
Shuluo was extremely talented in imitating behavior, although he did not understand the principle of Song Qinghan’s surgery, but he was able to copy his movements without a hitch, the more time he spent in contact, the more admired Song Qinghan was for his skills.
One need to know, even though Yuan Wenxuan had completely understood the pathology, when he had to process an operation, problems just emerged. But instead, as for Shuluo, the problems Yuan Wenxuan had once encountered was no more a problem, if the two got the chance to cooperate in the future…
Song Qinghan was in a complete exaltation when he got the scenario in his mind, if things would happen smoothly like what he imagined, probably there would be another ‘he’ existing in this world and he would never be worried about that he would be recognized as an ALIEN person anymore. And most importantly, he wouldn’t have to worry about in ensuing treatment stuff if he himself was sick and couldn’t work.
But this was just a thought for now, after all, Shuluo’s identity was still remaining a mystery, and the fact that they met in the army tent was purely by chance, whether they could still meet in the future was still hard to predict, let alone to take him to greet Yuan Wenxuan.
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After returning to his tent, Song Qinghan just put the urns away and then he heard Jiayi complaining in a disgusted tone, “Did you just fall into the cesspool? Please, for the Buddha’s sake, go clean yourself before entering here, alright? ugh, do you really think that we can’t smell it since you fail to smell? How can we sleep if the pungent and disgusting smell stays in the tent for days!?”
Song Qinghan took a glance at Jiayi and saw that he was putting on makeup in the mirror, he raised his eyebrows and answered, “What now? Are you going to meet Lord Wu?”
“How do you know?!”
Jiayi’s hands trembled, the freshly poured powder rustled down, just like a small snowfall.
Seeing that Jiayi was right now staring at him with his widened big eyes, Song Qinghan chuckled and then shook his head, saying, “The makeup is too light, men like it thicker, trust me, it will be more exciting for them.”
Jiayi stared at the back of Song Qinghan who left after that with clothes in hands, he was rather confused right now. But after he turned his head again to look into the mirror and staring at himself in the other side, he found that the makeup was indeed too light as Song Qinghan said, and then he couldn’t help put on more powder on his face, decorated his lips with brighter redness, a seductive one.
After Song Qing Han finished wiping his body and changing his clothes, he did not choose to rush to pick up Little Shitou back, but left directly to the tent of Wu Dahu.
When he arrived, Jiayi just got permission to go in and looked incredibly excited, the rouge on his face became even redder while his lips got even brighter.
Inside the tent, Wu Dahu was just expressionlessly sitting there, and after Jiayi finished saluting, he said in a deep voice, “What news do you want to report?”
Jiayi lowered his head slightly, with his front lapel hanging loosely, revealing a touch of snow-white skin.
“I am worried about you, Lord Wu, so I have brought you an ointment, I wonder if your trip today went well?”
Wu Dahu didn’t even look at the ointment in Jiayi’s hand and said coldly, “Thank you, I appreciate your kindness, if there’s nothing else, I’m going to rest.”
Seeing that his efforts to dress up carefully had yielded such results, Jiayi showed his reluctance in his eyes, and after putting the ointment away, he slowly straightened up and took the initiative to step forward and said, “Your Excellency, I have learned how to massage people at home, you has been busy all day, why don’t you let me loosen your bones and bring you a good treat?”
After noticing his movement, Wu Dahu got his eyebrows sank even deeper and said in a deep voice again, “No need! Are you unable to understand my words?”
His trip today did not go well, and when he heard that someone was looking for him, he was just forcing himself to deliver a good attitude, but when he noticed that Jiayi was right now pestering him, he was naturally upset and his tone became stern.
Jiayi took a sudden pause, while his eyes became moist. He took a gloomy glance at Wu Dahu after he got up and paid another salute, and then fled away silently.
Song Qinghan had been standing in the shadows, after seeing Jiayi leave, he pondered for a moment. He had roughly guessed the current mood of Wu Dahu, so he fumbled in his cloth and took a piece of rice paper which was remained from the last use, crumpled it into a ball, lifted a little gap in the tent, and threw it in with force.
After doing all this, he did not care whether Wu Dahu would notice the ball of paper, and covered himself tighter with the mantle and then walked quickly in the direction of his own tent.
Wu Dahu finished applying the medicine, ready to go to blow out the candle when his feet suddenly kicked away something, leading him to look down.
After bending down and picking up the ball of paper, he looked at the four highlighting characters written on it, and for some reason he actually wanted to laugh a little.
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