Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Mo Xiaonian laughed dryly twice, then patted Linghua's shoulder shamelessly.

"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend!"

"Go away, I'm just praising you but you have no sense of propriety!"

Fengming hit Linghua from behind.

"Don't be rude to the goddess! I haven't punished you for what you did in Zhuxian! Don't you know that wealth should not be shown off?"

Linghua suddenly wilted and secretly stuck out her tongue. Seeing her father turned around to take care of other wounded people, she hurriedly said to Mo Xiaonian.

"Xiao Nian, Xiao Nian, can you help me to speak up for me? I already know I'm wrong, please don't let my dad punish me."

Mo Xiaonian felt it was a little strange.

"But how did the high priest know what happened when we were in the counties?"

"Of course I confessed it on my own initiative! I know you won't tell it, but Scythe will definitely report everything to Fu Cang.

Fu Cang would definitely go crazy if he heard that you were kidnapped because of my reckless behavior.

He can't hit me directly, but he will definitely complain to my father and the great elder.

At that time, my father will punish me even more severely. Instead of that, I might as well confess directly to my father and the Great Elder."

"You are quite smart, but do you know that you were wrong?"

"Oh, I've apologized to you several times, so I definitely know I was wrong. I won't do it again, please forgive me!"

Mo Xiaonian looked at Linghua's sincere apology and nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay then, you take good care of this seriously injured soldier and make sure nothing happens to him. Feed him these blood-replenishing medicines every two hours.

With his injuries, if he can get through tonight, he will most likely survive.

As long as you take good care of him, I will go and plead with the high priest and the great elders to ask them not to punish you!"

Linghua blinked sadly.

“Even if you don’t plead for me, I will take good care of him. He is a warrior of our tribe, and I don’t want any of our people to get hurt in the battle against the enemy.

But this soldier's face is very unfamiliar, he is not one of the original people in our tribe."

"He might be a new member of the Baicha tribe. You can see that his body is thinner than the others."

Linghua suddenly thought of another thing.

"By the way, Xiao Nian, this soldier looks young and has just joined the army for a short time. As a result, his arm was chopped off in battle. Do you think he can stay in the army?"

Mo Xiaonian said without thinking: "Of course, we can't just ignore our soldiers when they get injured in the battle for us, that would chill the hearts of all the soldiers.

Don't we have logistics personnel in our army? Even if he only has one arm left, he can do a lot of things, such as being a cook, learning carpentry, or learning blacksmithing. If he is in the logistics unit, he will never have to go to the battlefield again, and his treatment will be the same as that of the soldiers. At least this soldier will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life!"

Linghua didn't expect that Mo Xiaonian had thought so far. She raised her hand and gave her a thumbs up sincerely.

"As expected of our goddess, you have even considered his future. I was right about you, Xiao Nian!"

"The premise is that you must rescue him! Now we have completed all the preliminary work that we should do. Whether he can survive this disaster depends on his luck and willpower.

By the way, I have some very effective anti-inflammatory and hemostatic powder here. You should pay attention to his wound from time to time to see if it is bleeding. If it is still bleeding, sprinkle some of this powder on it.

He has lost too much blood now, he must not bleed any more!"

"I understand, Xiao Nian. Just leave the rest to me. By the way, next time you need to sew up the wounds of the wounded, can you let me try to do it? I have been learning from you for a long time, but if I don't do it myself, I'm afraid I will never catch up with you."

"Okay, no problem. If there are smaller wounds that need to be sutured, then you can do it. I think you will be able to do it because you are brave and dare to do it. Maybe after practicing a few times, you will be better than me in sewing."

"That's what I thought, too. You should go back and have some rest. You haven't had enough rest since you came back, and you've been busy for so long today. Anyway, my father and I are here, so nothing will go wrong."

Mo Xiaonian was indeed very tired, so she stood up and stretched.

"Then I'm really leaving. I can't go home. I still have to talk to Fu Cang!"

Linghua didn't want to listen to Mo Xiaonian talk about the things that happened between her and Fu Cang.

Although she had let go of this matter a long time ago, she still felt uncomfortable when hearing Tingjia's words.

Linghua waved her hands impatiently.

"Go, go, go, go quickly. Go wherever you want. Don't tell me."

"If you talk to me like that, I won't beg for mercy!"

"You are such a good Mo Xiaonian, you actually use this to control me, believe it or not, I will beat you!"

Linghua spoke so loudly that she immediately attracted the attention of Fengming who was not far away. He came over and grabbed Linghua's ear.

"You're being dishonest again, aren't you? Your work isn't over yet! Come over here and help me make the medicine!"

Mo Xiaonian smiled very happily, waved to the two people and left.

No one noticed that after they left, the seriously injured soldier slowly opened his eyes, with a tear sliding down from the corner of his eye.

Mo Xiaonian and Linghua both thought that the soldier had fallen asleep, but in fact he just didn't want to open his eyes and face the reality.

By that time, he had lost the desire to live.

But the conversation between Mo Xiaonian and Linghua gave him the courage to live.

Although he was missing an arm, the goddess and leader of the tribe did not give up on him and even made arrangements for his future. What reason did he have not to live well?

Mo Xiaonian had never expected that the conversation between him and Linghua could actually save a person who was struggling on the line between life and death.

She rubbed her shoulders as she walked.

During that period of time when she was empty, she had no idea what she had done. It was like the feeling of being drugged and having a blackout.

But now her back and waist ached, and her arms were so tired that she seemed unable to lift them.

It seems that doctors have a huge workload, and they consume a lot of physical energy.