Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Song Jinxiu was completely unaware of Su Mo's romantic luck. At this time, she was busy treating the wounded.

This battle was so brutal.

The 18th Dingguo Army had more than 10,000 soldiers, and more than half of them were killed or wounded.

Especially the soldiers who were trampled by the elephant soldiers, those who were still breathing needed to have their limbs amputated.

Although the military doctors at that time already knew how to use Ma Fei Wan and how to disinfect knives and other surgical instruments with alcohol, even so, amputation in the harsh conditions of the battlefield tent was still a life-threatening situation for them.

In order to save the lives of these soldiers, Song Jinxiu could only secretly use her spiritual power to help them stop bleeding quickly, form scabs quickly, and reduce infection.

This busy work lasted for two hours, and she had used up most of her spiritual power.

This world has no spiritual energy. The nutrient solution made from the Bodhi leaves and purple ginseng in the space is really a drop in the bucket for her who has now entered the third level of Qi Refining Stage.

If she wanted to quickly recover her spiritual power, practicing with Su Mo was the best way.

I don’t know what the situation is like with Su Mo?

As the lights came on, Song Jinxiu finally had time to sit in the big tent and rest.

Because half of the military tents in the 18th Route Army camp were burned, the remaining tents are now filled with wounded soldiers. These lightly injured soldiers are resting in the open air.

Song Jinxiu and her companions also gave their own tents to the wounded soldiers.

She now lives in the remaining part of Wei Qingyun's central military tent, which is leaky everywhere.

Fortunately, it is summer now.

"Brother, you should all clean up as well. Those who need to apply medicine should do so quickly."

Today, the brothers and sisters had a quick encounter and after confirming that they were only suffering from minor injuries, they went about their own business. This was the only time they had time to get together.

"I'm not seriously injured." Song Chunsheng looked at his pale sister and asked distressedly, "Are you exhausted?"

Although he and the young men of the Jin generation all surrounded her, every time they wanted to say a few words to her, they were always separated by the black-clad guards around her, intentionally or unintentionally.

He knew that his sister might be using the skills of Xuantian Sect that were unknown to outsiders.

So he could only hold back and not disturb her.

"You're not in the capital, why are you here in the border area? Did something happen at home?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "It's okay. I came to the border on the orders of His Majesty. I came to see you by the way." She blinked and said, "I'll tell you more about this later."

This brother was like an old father. If he knew she was now a military supervisor and had to lead troops to fight in the southern border, he would probably nag her again. But she was very tired today...

Song Jinyou pushed An Yi aside and said, "Chief, don't worry, we are all fine. Are you hungry? I have some dried meat here."

As he spoke, he took out a dirty purse as if presenting a treasure, took out an oil-paper package from it, opened it layer by layer, revealing seven or eight thumb-sized pieces of dried meat, and handed them over eagerly.

Song Jinxiu could tell at a glance that the dried meat was made for them by her when they left home. It had been such a long time, and they still hadn't finished eating it?

She picked up a piece, tore off a piece of meat from it and put it in her mouth to chew. Hmm, it still tasted the same and had not gone bad.

Song Jinxiu smiled with satisfaction, and Song Jinyou immediately grinned, wrapped the oil paper bag in his hand, put it in his purse, and then handed the purse to Su Chuan.

"Here, give it to my clan leader. Whenever you feel hungry, you can eat one."

Su Chuan: Do you think this is a candy?

Song Jinxiu smiled with relief.

When others saw how happy Song Jinxiu was, they all started to feel around. Unfortunately, they had nothing on them. Not to mention dried meat, even the minced meat had been licked clean by them.

Seeing everyone's annoyed expressions, Song Jinxiu chuckled.

Suddenly she felt a sense of happiness and she enjoyed it.

"An Yi, bandage the brothers' wounds first and change them into clean clothes. Don't be careless even with small wounds."

"Yes"

A curtain was drawn in the tent, and the young men of the Jin generation were bandaging their wounds and changing clothes inside the curtain while asking about the situation at home.

Su Chuan held the bundles that Song Jinxiu handed to her from the space. These were clothes, shoes and socks brought by her family.

She stood outside the curtain with a stern face, but answered every question.

Song Jinxiu personally applied medicine to the abrasions on her brother's back that were left outside the curtain.

Song Chunsheng felt a little embarrassed and said, "I think I should let them help me."

Although they are brother and sister, there are differences between men and women, and it is indecent to show one's back in front of his sister.

"do not move."

Song Jinxiu secretly used her spiritual power to brush his back and applied medicine. After a good sleep, her brother's injuries would be completely healed.

A tingling sensation came from my back, and soon the burning pain disappeared.

Song Chunsheng's heart moved, but when he looked at his sister's pale face, he stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Song Jinxiu asked.

Song Chunsheng shook his head. "It's okay. You must be exhausted today. Eat something later and then go to bed early."

Song Jinxiu glanced at him and said, "Brother, why are you so distant from me? Could it be that you have a sister-in-law?"

Song Chunsheng blushed. "What are you talking about? It's Jinyu. He was stepped on by an elephant today while trying to save me. Although he said he's fine, I still feel uneasy. I want you to take a look at him, but I'm afraid it will tire you out..."

I feel bad for tiring you out!

Song Jinxiu frowned, thinking that she was careless.

She just looked around and saw that no one had any major external injuries, and that the brothers were in good spirits, so she didn't check them carefully.

"Okay, I'll check his pulse later."

Song Chunsheng was stunned: "You can also take pulses?"

Song Jinxiu blinked: "I know a little bit. I am your sister and I am very smart!"

Song Chunsheng's eyes suddenly turned red.

He thought about the experience of passing on the skills. The pain he felt was still frightening when he recalled it now. His sister knew so many things, she must have suffered a lot.

Song Jinxiu didn't know what her brother was thinking. She thought he was worried about Song Jinyu's health, so she comforted him:

"Don't worry, Brother Tietou will be fine. You are the Three Musketeers, and your Three Musketeers liquor business is doing well."

As he spoke, he first took his brother's pulse. Although he said he was taking his brother's pulse, he was actually using his spiritual power to check his internal organs.

In fact, if she wanted to examine their bodies, she could just open her golden eyes.

But after all, he was her own brother, and there was no special need for him, and she was embarrassed to see him naked.

However, when she examined Song Jinyu, she had to open her golden pupils.

Song Jinyu did suffer internal injuries, but everything else was easy to deal with, such as some minor cracks that could be healed with nutritional pills for a while. The problem was his lungs.

The lungs may have been squeezed and bleeding, and then some nutritional medicines were taken to stop the bleeding, which caused the blood clot to form.

"Brother Jinyu, do you feel chest tightness?"

"I don't feel anything. Maybe I fainted today. I feel a little weak and a little breathless because I'm tired. It's okay, don't worry, Chief. I'll be fine in a couple of days."

"Well, you have some internal injuries and need to rest..."

As everyone was talking, An Qi announced at the door of the tent, "Young General Wei Er wants to see you."

"Let him in."

Wei Qingyun strode in with a look of joy on his face.

Song Jinxiu frowned: So many people died, and you, the commander-in-chief of an army, can still laugh?