A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

At dawn, when the cock crowed and everyone else was still asleep, Murong Xuanyi heard a slight gasp from the isolation, followed by a thumping sound.

Half an hour later, I heard the door of the next room open and saw Yuan Ying hugging a crooked tree in the yard and doing strange movements.

Murong Xuanyi curiously walked out of the room and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yuan Ying didn't even respond and said, "Pull-ups are a physical exercise, similar to your martial arts training."

Murong Xuanyi was about to say something when he heard his apprentice yell, "Smelly boy, get me some water to wash my face."

Yuan Ying did not stop what he was doing and said, "Got it, Master."

Murong Xuanyi was stunned. Were these two people taking turns to be master and apprentice?

Can these two people, who were of unknown origin and full of weirdness, really cure the plague? He was beginning to doubt whether he had made the wrong bet.

After a while, Yuan Ying returned to the room, washed his face, and then fetched a basin of water for the old man.

Yuan Ying now strongly suspected that he wanted her to be his apprentice just to order her around. Humph, the old man was really evil...

After washing his face, the old man said, "Go, ask your eagle to help me catch two pheasants."

Yuan Ying was speechless and said, "Aren't you afraid of getting the plague? How dare you eat pheasants?"

Old man: "If you have the plague, I can cure it. Anyway, I don't care. I want to eat chicken. If you don't let me catch it, I will leave."

Yuan Ying cursed in his heart but he could do nothing about it, so he could only helplessly say: "Okay, Master, I will arrange it right away."

The old man smiled triumphantly, "Boy! I can't cure you yet."

Yuan Ying shouted to Brother Ying: "Brother Ying, your ancestor wants to eat chicken, go to the mountain and bring two back for your ancestor."

Brother Eagle flapped his wings angrily and rushed out.

Murong Xuanyi gave Jiang Chong a look. Jiang Chong walked out calmly...

Soon the county magistrate arranged for someone to bring breakfast, which was very simple, porridge, steamed buns and pickles.

Everyone knew the current situation and there was nothing to complain about. Yuan Ying handed a bowl of porridge and steamed buns to the old man before eating himself.

Doctor Zhang looked at Yuan Ying, hesitating to speak. Seeing this, Yuan Ying said directly, "Doctor Zhang, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Doctor Zhang smiled awkwardly and said, "Is your disciple Hua Qiansong? I thought he looked familiar when I saw him yesterday. I thought about him for a long time last night before I remembered him."

Doctor Xiao suddenly realized what Doctor Zhang said, "It turned out to be him, Hua Qiansong, the world's number one doctor. There are rumors among the people that the young master of the Hua family is unparalleled in the world, but how did he become like this now? No wonder no one can recognize him."

Yuan Ying ate a steamed bun and said calmly: "Oh, so his name is Hua Qiansong. But he is not my apprentice now, he will be my master in the future."

Everyone was confused. Was this a game of master-disciple rotation?

Murong Xuanyi was eating breakfast while listening to their conversation. He had heard of the world's number one doctor, but he didn't know how he disappeared from the world overnight.

Everyone looked at Yuan Ying with curiosity. She frowned and said, "Why are you looking at me? I don't know as much as you do."

She ignored them and continued eating her eighth steamed bun.

After breakfast, Yuan Ying came to Hua Qiansong's room and smiled maliciously at Old Man Hua: "The Young Master of the Hua Family is unparalleled in the world. Tsk tsk tsk... Old Man Hua, I didn't expect you were such a handsome guy when you were young."

Hua Qiansong snorted coldly: "Did those old pumpkins tell you?"

Yuan Ying didn't understand: "What? Old Pumpkin"

Hua Qiansong: "You have not made any progress in your medical skills. You only know how to curry favor with the rich and powerful. You are nothing but an old pumpkin."

Yuan Ying laughed loudly, and after a while asked, "Old Hua, do you know them? Are you from Yanjing too?"

"I don't know him." Hua Qiansong obviously didn't want to say more and looked impatient.

Yuan Ying stopped joking with him. Everyone has their own secrets, so if you don't want to tell them, then don't tell them.

He patted Hua Qiansong and said, "Old man, I'll go to the street later and bring you something delicious when I come back."

After Yuan Ying left, Hua Qiansong sat at the table and silently said, "The young master of the Hua family is unparalleled in the world!"

But what? She still chose the man who was her friend after knowing him for less than half a year without hesitation. The love of childhood sweethearts for 20 years could not match the freshness of half a year. She would rather be one of his concubines than be with him for the rest of her life.

The Hua family's son Shi Wushuang is a joke. Hua Qiansong pulled out a sarcastic smile, and a drop of hot beads slid down the corner of his eyes...

Yuan Ying walked on the street wearing a mask. The hot wind blew dust through the street. The street was sparsely populated, with the occasional funeral procession, with the elderly and children carrying them, throwing paper money under the scorching sun.

Her face darkened. How could a body with germs be buried? Everything she emphasized yesterday was in vain.

Yuan Ying quickly returned to the county government. Because she was in a hurry, she forgot to knock on the door and just opened it and said, "Your Highness..."

Murong Xuanyi had just finished taking a shower and was getting dressed. Yuan Ying stared directly at his naked muscular upper body and forgot what he was going to say.

Murong Xuanyi said with some displeasure: "Why are you so flustered?"

She felt a little guilty and cursed in her heart: What a loser! There are so many shirtless men in the army, what's so good about it?

She retreated embarrassedly: "Then I'll come back later."

Murong Xuanyi said: "It's okay, just say it now if you have something to say."

Yuan Ying told Murong Xuanyi what he had just seen on the street and said, "Your Majesty, the bodies infected with the plague must be burned together. Otherwise, the pathogen will remain and continue to spread."

Murong Xuanyi said to the outside: "Call Lord Wei over."

Soon, County Magistrate Wei came over, and Murong Xuanyi said to him, "Pass the order down. All bodies cannot be buried. Those that have already been buried should be dug up and burned together."

County Magistrate Wei immediately knelt down and said, "Your Highness, this cannot be done. The villagers should be buried in the ground after death. This has been passed down from generation to generation. If the body is dug up after burial, it will only cause public outrage."

After hearing this, Yuan Ying wanted to rip his brain open to see what was inside.

She said angrily, "It's ridiculous. The typhoid virus is very active. Even if the patient has died, the virus in his body can still spread. If it is not incinerated, the virus may enter the soil and groundwater with rainwater, and then contaminate human drinking water. Then the plague will be completely out of control. A nationwide outbreak may occur at any time. I wonder how many heads you have to chop off?"

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying deeply and said to County Magistrate Wei, "Please follow Mr. Yuan's arrangements on epidemic prevention matters."

Yuan Ying immediately added: "Everything will be strictly carried out in accordance with the epidemic prevention guidelines, starting today. There will be no funerals, banquets or gatherings in Zhuang County. Anyone who hinders the fight against the epidemic will be killed without mercy."

The Wei County Magistrate trembled and replied, "I obey your command."

Murong Xuanyi had only thought that Yuan Ying was sharp-tongued before, but this was the first time he saw his domineering side. If he could win him over to his side and use him for his own benefit, he would be a great help to him in the future. If he was really a spy, he would be a strong opponent, so he must not be kept alive.

After County Magistrate Wei left, Yuan Ying returned to her room. She always felt that she had left something behind, but she couldn't remember what it was.

It was not until she saw the old man that she remembered that Eagle had not returned yet. He had gone out in the morning and it was almost noon now. In the past, he would come back quickly after going out to hunt. Could something have happened?

Yuan Ying whistled a few times at the sky, but there was no response for a long time. A bad omen came to her mind, and she couldn't help but feel flustered.

He put on a mask and hurried out, whistling while walking on the street and calling Brother Ying anxiously.

There was no response. When Yuan Ying left the city gate and prepared to go into the mountains to look for him, a low eagle cry came from the sky. She looked up, and her pupils suddenly contracted. She saw an arrow stuck in the eagle's wing, and it was holding a pheasant on its feet, flapping its wings in the air with difficulty and flying towards her.

She hugged Brother Ying and murmured, "Brother Ying, my brother Ying, who hurt you?" Tears welled up in her eyes, gradually blurring her vision, as if the arrow had pierced her heart. She blamed herself for letting it catch chickens.

Maybe outsiders cannot understand an eagle, but Yuan Ying knows that Brother Eagle is her relative and comrade-in-arms, the first species she encountered since entering the alien world. It saved her life. They are friends for life.

She carefully carried Eagle back home. She felt sad but also thankful that only his wings were injured and he would recover after some rest.

Yuan Ying held Brother Ying in his arms and kicked open the door of Old Man Hua, saying, "Old man, come and help."

The old man was studying her antidote tablets at the time and was shocked by his behavior.

Seeing Brother Ying being shot by an arrow, the old man felt guilty and was afraid that Yuan Ying would blame him.

He quickly took the scissors and cut the long arrow. He pulled out the arrow, stopped the bleeding, and applied medicine in one go.

Yuan Ying picked up the sharp arrow and looked at it. The workmanship of this arrow did not seem to be that of an ordinary hunter. After some thought, he thought of the person who followed him last time. Could it be that he was the assassin last time? If so, he would have to be more careful in the future.

Yuan Ying threw a pheasant in front of the old man and said angrily: "The chicken you wanted, hum..."

After saying that, he carried Brother Ying back to his room.

I went back to the room and gave Brother Ying some water. I broke the last anti-inflammatory pill into two halves and fed him half of it. Brother Ying ate it and then vomited it out.

Yuan Ying pretended to be angry and said, "If you dare to spit it out again, I will roast you."

Under her coercion, Brother Ying had no choice but to obey and take the medicine.

Murong Xuanyi next door listened quietly to Yuan Ying's movements and touched his nose guiltily.