The main thing is to make money, and the rest is just a matter of convenience.

In her previous life, she knew from reports that the previous border war was commanded by this division commander.

But his name was not on the upcoming battle.

Could it be that he was also the commander in this border conflict and was temporarily replaced due to injury?

I heard that this division commander is very familiar with border warfare and has led several border battles.

This injury is quite complicated, and there are many targets who deserve suspicion.

Hua Yan was thinking about how to get close to the sect leader and give him some advice on this battle.

Self-recommendation is probably not an option, as during such a sensitive period, you might be mistaken for a spy.

Hua Yan's mind was working rapidly, thinking of a solution.

Suddenly there was some confusion on the train, and the conductor asked anxiously:

"Excuse me, is there a doctor here? There is a patient who needs treatment."

Hua Yan suddenly had an idea that her chance might have come.

"Uncle, my family has been practicing Chinese medicine for generations. I have been studying medicine since I was a child. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Hua Yan kept telling lies, which confused Miao Xianxing.

"Ah? Is it really okay?"

The conductor's face was full of disbelief, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity.

Because he had walked two carriages and there was no doctor, other colleagues also went to seek help.

If the old man didn't get medical treatment, he might have died in the car.

He couldn't care less about all that and decided to give it a try.

"Okay! Little girl, come with me."

"Uncle Miao, please come with me. Uncles, please help take a look at our things. Thank you."

Hua Yan called Miao up first, and then asked several soldiers who had eaten her food to help look after the luggage.

Hua Yan carried her small shoulder bag and ran quickly to catch up with the conductor.

The few people who remained in the carriage looked at each other in silence, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Hua Yan wanted to ask the conductor about the patient's condition on the way, but she didn't expect the conductor to walk so fast. She was afraid that if she walked too slowly, something would be delayed.

Although Hua Yan looked bigger than other children, she was still a child after all, and she had to stretch her legs to keep up.

Miao Xianxing, who was following behind, was still thinking about what Hua Yan had blurted out about the family of traditional Chinese medicine.

Fortunately, there was no crowding in the carriage, otherwise it would not have been an easy task to get here, and the patient might have been delayed.

When Hua Yan saw the patient, there was already a group of people surrounding them, talking to each other.

The patient was lying in the seat, his face pale, his lips bloodless, his eyes closed, and one arm hanging limply on the ground.

When Hua Yan saw this condition, she felt that it might be a symptom of a sudden heart attack.

"Mom, please don't scare me! I brought you to Kyoto this time just to take you to see a doctor."

A middle-aged woman, her face covered in tears, knelt in front of the old man.

"Quick, get out of the way, the doctor is here."

The conductor was almost exhausted from walking. To be more precise, he was frightened and anxious, and he shouted with a hoarse voice.

Everyone made way and looked at Miao who was following the conductor.

"Ah? Mom, hold on, the doctor is here."

The woman wanted to stand up, but she was in a hurry and swayed for a moment before failing to stand up.

Hua Yan walked forward, flipped the old man's eyelids, and moved his eyeballs.

"Auntie, open grandma's clothes. I want to give her acupuncture."

When everyone heard Hua Yan's words, there was an uproar.

Just now when the little girl came to lift the old man's eyelids, they were a little stunned. Now when they heard about acupuncture, they understood what it was all about.

It turns out that this person is the doctor, not the young man following him.

Ah! Haha! This conductor must be kidding. No matter how urgent the situation is, he shouldn't ask a child to deceive people.

This is a matter of life and death, how can we be so casual about it?

Someone nearby started to complain, and their tone was very bad.

The woman was stunned for a long time without any reaction. Her heart, which was full of hope just now, suddenly cooled down.

"Mom, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I came out in a hurry and didn't know where your medicine was."

The woman collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball.

Seeing that there was no one who could help, Hua Yan said in a deep voice, "Everyone turn your backs. I'm going to start acupuncture."

Hua Yan used her internal strength, and the sound gave people around her a sense of oppression that could not be challenged.

The crowd that was noisy just now fell silent in an instant, and everyone turned their backs obediently.

Hua Yan did not waste time. She unzipped the old man's clothes, took out a silver needle from her bag, disinfected it, and then inserted it into the acupuncture point smoothly.

The woman didn't even have time to react before Hua Yan had completed the treatment.

Then he took out a peach and an apple from his bag, which were as fresh as if they had just been picked from the tree.

Haha! It was indeed just picked.

"Auntie, take a spoon and feed grandma some fruit juice."

Peaches can help the elderly regain their strength, and apples have the effect of healing the five internal organs.

In the current condition of the elderly, we can only feed them some fruit juice.

The woman looked at Hua Yan blankly and mechanically took the peaches and apples that Hua Yan handed over.

At this time, the old man let out a long sigh, like a man who was exhausted and had regained his strength after resting for a while.

"Mom! You're awake."

The peaches and apples in the woman's hands fell to the ground with a clang.

The old man opened his eyes and said with little strength: "Wenlan, you must be scared."

"Auntie, don't let grandma talk too much, let her rest first.

Feed her some fruit so she can regain some strength."

Hua Yan knew that the patient who had just woken up needed to rest and it was not advisable to talk too much.

"okay."

The woman picked up the peaches and apples that had fallen on the ground, wiped them with a handkerchief, scraped the juice with a spoon and fed it to the old man.

Hua Yan’s mysophobia has kicked in. This doesn’t need to be washed!

It was really clean when she first took it out, but now it has fallen on the ground. Can it be fixed by just wiping it?

No one paid attention to these, everyone's eyes were on Hua Yan.

"Don't gather around here. The patient needs fresh air."

Hua Yan spoke with a serious face. No one thought she was a child. Both her tone and expression gave people a sense of oppression from a superior.

The conductor also began to help evacuate the crowd, saying with lingering fear:

"Everyone, sit down and stop watching here."

At this time, the woman's whole body and mind were on her mother. She scraped the juice with a spoon and fed it to the old woman mouthful by mouthful.

In fact, the old woman didn’t have much strength to eat, but after drinking the peach juice, she felt a surge of strength injected into her body.

"Auntie, give grandma some apple juice."

Hua Yan saw that the old man had recovered some strength, so she asked the woman to feed him some apples to repair his internal organs.

"okay!"

The woman didn't say much, but obediently scraped some juice from the apple and fed it to the old man.

After the initial shock, the conductor looked at Hua Yan and said with a smile:

"Thank you, little girl!"

"It's okay, it's just a small effort. It's uncle who is working hard."

Hua Yan looked at the conductor, who was sweating profusely, and thought: People are really honest nowadays. They really tried every possible way to ensure the safety of passengers.

The woman seemed to have reacted at this time. She stood up with a grateful expression on her face.

"Thank you, little girl. Without you, my mother..."

The woman couldn't continue speaking. She didn't dare to imagine.

"Aunt, although grandma is sick, she is a long-lived person. You filial children are her blessing."

Judging from the old woman's face, Hua Yan thought that this grandma would have some difficulties to overcome, but after she overcame them, she would have a smooth life and live to be over 80 years old, which is longer than the average elderly person.

Maybe today was a hurdle for the old man, and he happened to meet me and overcame this calamity.

The woman didn't know what to say, she just looked at Hua Yan with tears in her eyes.

"Auntie, keep feeding grandma some apples."

The woman nodded, squatted down obediently, and fed the old man an apple.

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