Collapse of Iron: The Immortal Boat Life of the Envoy of the Order of Fertility

Lu Qing and Jiao Qiu ate the hot pot in silence, and neither of them mentioned the treatment of the injured anymore.

The silent atmosphere made Jiao Qiu, who was already feeling uncomfortable, feel extremely pressured. Sitting opposite him was a well-known Envoy of the Order of Fertility.

No matter how friendly or harmless the other person appears, it cannot change the fact that he is an envoy. In the face of such an untouchable power, even being in the same room with him is unacceptable.

Lu Qing didn't know the complicated thoughts in Jiao Qiu's heart. He just silently thought about what kind of changes his words would bring to Jiao Qiu.

In the differential universe, the three-star equation counselor who prioritizes joy and supplements it with abundance, is now somewhat similar to this, using words to heal other people's hearts, but it is unclear whether the result of the healing is good or bad.

Is it assistance that pulls people out of the quagmire, or pushes them further into the abyss?

Who knows?

But he was a little different. In Luqing, abundance was the main thing, and he couldn't do such a joyful thing.

Joy, after all, is existentialism, and its opposite, nothingness, is nihilism.

Today, Jiaoqiu is trapped in the void of useless treatment.

However, when treating a patient, directly and roughly instilling existentialist ideas into the patient will not only have no effect, but will easily harm the patient.

A broken cook is not a good cook.

No, a bad cook is indeed not a good cook, but he is indeed an interesting cook.

"Jiaoqiu, do you think Buli people's meat is delicious?" Lu Qing thought with an evil smile.

"...Buli people's meat is difficult to process. It has a strong fishy smell and is very tough. It's not very tasty."

"?" Lu Qing paused for a moment while grabbing the hot pot. He was just saying it casually to have some fun and liven up the atmosphere. He didn't expect that you had really eaten Jiao Qiu?

Yes, the battlefield environment is harsh, and it’s okay to eat some meat if you encounter any special situations. Anyway, the Buli people and the Xianzhou people don’t look alike at all.

Although the fox people are of the same origin, they have been separated and divided for so many years that they are no longer the same.

Wolves and foxes are both canines, but can you say they are the same species?

"If you want to try something new, Jiao Qiu can cook it for you. On special occasions, this meat is a rare delicacy."

"Forget it, I don't want to eat dog meat, let's eat some vegetables."

……

The hotpot meal lasted for a long time, but we didn't get to eat much. It was mostly just the two grown men chatting about some weird topics.

It was the arrival of the injured that ended this awkward dinner.

Although the Qingqiu guards knew that a new field physician had arrived, that was all they knew. They had no idea that this new physician was a fertility envoy.

Out of familiarity and trust in Jiaoqiu, these wounded were asked to be treated by Jiaoqiu.

There are not many injured people for the time being, and Jiaoqiu can handle it alone.

Lu Qing sat aside and watched without taking any action. It seemed that those Cloud Riders mistook him for Jiao Qiu's apprentice.

It can be seen that these people trust Jiao Qiu very much. Everyone is grateful to Jiao Qiu from the bottom of their hearts and truly likes this doctor with special treatments.

"Your prestige in the army is quite high. These Cloud Riders really trust you."

"Well, most of them are veterans who are familiar with me. After the new recruits heard about my reputation from the veterans, they would spontaneously come to me whenever they were injured. Over time, I became their most trusted doctor."

What Jiaoqiu didn't say was that many more veterans he was familiar with lost their lives in war after war, left him, went to the battlefield, and never returned.

It was as if he had personally sent them on their journey.

"They do trust you, but I can see that you don't trust them. Why is that? Can you tell me?"

"All I see in your eyes is sadness and avoidance, as if you don't even want to treat them."

Lu Qing's words were very sharp, hitting Jiao Qiu's pain points directly, finding the wound in his heart, tearing it open without reservation, and exposing it nakedly to the air.

"I just think they're going to die anyway. My treatment has no meaning other than delaying their death. You probably don't understand this feeling of helplessness, the feeling of having to watch patients die."

"You probably know why I left the front lines after the Third War of Plenty and went into seclusion in Feiyu Lake. It was because I was a coward and couldn't bear to see separation and death, and this kind of meaningless death."

"You've vowed to heal the world since you were young? Do you know what kind of healer you're healing? What kind of world are you saving? Do you think you can really save the world with just one person's power?"

"Of course not. I can't even save one person, so how can I save the world?"

Suddenly, Qing Qing realized that he couldn't win an argument with this pink-haired fox. He couldn't win with his words...

Lanqing possesses the great power to save the world, but he hopes even more that people can achieve true beauty and happiness through their own strength.

He is more like a protector rather than a participant, just silently giving some strength when someone needs it.

Only sentient beings themselves can achieve happiness, not the power of gods.

The existence of the Pure Land is to prevent any external forces from interfering with the salvation of all living beings.

Both of them have the idea of saving the world, but Jiaoqiu wants to rely on his own strength to bring beauty to everyone.

He was very realistic, so realistic that he knew he could not save the world at all, so he chose to be a military doctor on the front line, saving life after life on the battlefield.

He was very pessimistic, so pessimistic that he realized that everything he did was useless, and the life he saved was only briefly snatched back from the Ten Kings.

After a while, I fell into the contradiction of self-denial.

"Jiao Qiu, I understand what's bothering you... After this battle, you'll find the answer."

It sounds nice, but in fact, Lu Qing has no idea what to do. He doesn't care about this mess anymore and hands it over to Fei Xiao.

Anyway, nothing will happen if I hand this pink-haired fox over to Feixiao. Maybe he will live a good life.

Anyway, once the connection is established, it won't be difficult to get Jiao Qiu to come and be his cook.

When you want to eat it, just tie it up and cook it, then throw it back.

"Jiao Qiu, if there are any more wounded, let me take action. I'll show you the power of the Order!"

Damn it, never mind, give this pink-haired fox some real shock.

Let him see how unreasonable it is that no matter how serious the injury is, he can save it with just a snap of his fingers.