After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

Most of his brothers are dead now.

How should he explain this to his family?

"Have you ever served in the military?" Zhong Ning asked again.

The black-clad leader blushed, "We did retreat from the battlefield, but...we later went astray..."

"Isn't it said that there will be subsidies after retiring from the barracks?"

Upon hearing this, the black-clad leader immediately became excited. "What subsidies? We haven't received a single cent. If there really were subsidies, how could we have embarked on this path... We're just trying to survive!"

After saying that, the leader in black pulled down his veil, revealing a face covered with a scar.

Several other men in black also took off their veils.

Compared to the black-clad leader's vicissitudes of life, the others looked much younger.

"These are a few children who have just grown up in the village. This time I brought them here to test the waters, but I didn't expect that in the end, only these few were left..."

Zhong Ning's mouth twitched slightly. He had never heard of teaching children to broaden their horizons by bringing them to rob. "Don't blame me for this. You asked for it."

"Yes, it's our own fault. We were too greedy and wanted to win the huge sum of money, so we fell for those people's tricks..."

Chen Yan's mouth was blocked by a handkerchief and his body was tied up like a dumpling. He kept whimpering when he heard this.

You can see that the curse is very dirty!

Just when the work was about to end, several horse-drawn carriages came slowly from a distance. They seemed to notice something was wrong and stopped where they were, refusing to move forward.

Jing Wuchang, with most of the imperial guards, escorted a few men in black, and Chen Yan and his group had already gone ahead.

The remaining few were responsible for protecting the safety of Zhong Ning and others.

Zhong Ning personally checked the injuries of the two imperial guards. They were seriously injured and needed immediate treatment. Jing Wuchang had already sprinkled gold powder on their wounds, but the wounds were too severe and that little medicine was not enough.

Zhong Ning was just planning to take action himself and sew up the wounds of the two men first, but he saw two guards and a woman walking towards him in a carriage not far away.

The guard bowed to Zhong Ning and said, "Young lady, my wife noticed that there seems to be a wounded person here. My wife happens to have a female doctor with her. If you need help, she can help diagnose and treat you!"

Zhong Ning then noticed that the girl standing behind the two men was dressed in simple clothes and was holding a small wooden box in her hand.

Since there are professionals, there is no need for an amateur like her to do it.

"Who is your wife?" Zhong Ning asked directly.

"My wife is Lady Xu, the wife of the Earl of Chengyang." Zhong Ning frowned slightly. She had not been in Beijing for long and had not had much contact with the powerful people in the capital. She really didn't know what this title meant.

But since they are offering good intentions, there is nothing wrong with accepting them.

After all, human life matters!

"Thank you, Madam. I will definitely visit you later!"

"You're welcome, young lady!" the guard replied loudly, and then asked the female doctor to come forward.

The doctor stepped forward and bowed respectfully. She then observed the patient's condition and said with some difficulty, "The injury is too severe. I'm afraid there's no way to save him!"

The imperial guards were already unconscious at this time, breathing out more than breathing in, and could die at any time.

"I have just started learning medicine. I can only bandage him a few times, but the chances of him surviving are slim. We can only leave it to fate!" The female doctor replied nervously.

"Just do your best, young lady!" A small leader of the imperial guards stepped forward and said.

These two imperial guards are his subordinates. Now that their lives are in danger, he must give it a try even if there is only a glimmer of hope.

The female doctor nodded, then used scissors to cut open the soldier's shirt on his chest, and then wiped the wound carefully with a white cloth to clean it.

The knife wound was deep and ran across the chest.

The doctor's face turned slightly red, but she forced herself to continue. After applying the medicine powder, she wanted to bandage it with cotton cloth.

Zhong Ning looked at this scene and immediately asked, "Such a large wound, doesn't it need to be sutured?"

The female doctor was slightly startled. "I've never heard of such a suturing technique. This is how I've treated wounds since I started studying medicine."

But his flesh was already torn apart. If he wasn't stitched up quickly, he wouldn't live long. "Is this how you usually apply medicine when you're injured?"

Zhong Ning turned and asked the imperial guards standing beside him.

One of the imperial guards stepped forward and replied, "Your Highness, it is indeed as this young lady said. We were injured and only had medicine and bandages applied."

Perhaps there was no surgical suturing technique in this era, but in the current situation, it is no longer possible to save the life by simply applying medicine.

They were injured in order to protect themselves.

We can’t just sit there and watch!

"Everyone spread out!"

Zhong Ning shouted and asked someone to vacate the seat.

She took the opportunity to go into the carriage and took out a sewing needle, a small roll of black thread, and a small bottle of alcohol cotton swabs from the space.

Now, I can’t care less about so many things.

The imperial guards were already unconscious, breathing out more than breathing in.

She threaded the needle directly, warmed the needle tip twice on a fire starter, wiped the edge of the wound carefully with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol, and then sewed up the opened wound directly with the needle.

Because he didn't have enough strength, Zhong Ning used his internal force to sew each stitch.

Zhong Ning was the one with the highest status here, and no one dared to stop her. The female doctor wanted to stop her, but was scared back by the cold look of the secret guard.

Everyone present knew that the two imperial guards were beyond saving.

This place is outside the city, very far away from the princess's mansion. Even if there is an imperial physician in the mansion, it is too late.

If the princess is willing to try her hand at craftsmanship, who would dare to say no?

Zhong Ning didn't dare to think about anything else. At this moment, he could only concentrate on sewing, just like sewing clothes, just to be fast and steady.

After stitching up one wounded man, he moved on to another.

After stitching up both of them, he ordered them to be carried into the carriage and rushed back to the princess's mansion to ask the imperial physician to treat them again.

"What about His Highness?" asked the young leader of the Imperial Guards.

The carriage was occupied, so His Highness could only return on horseback, but now Zhong Ning and the two secret guards were all injured.

"Just leave two horses for me. Go back quickly. Saving people is the most important thing now!"

"Miss, you are injured and cannot ride a horse. My wife said that she can free up a carriage and give it to you for use first!" The guard hurried back and said immediately.

"Okay, thank you!" Zhong Ning didn't hesitate to ask for it and got on the carriage given by the other party. This was considered as owing a favor and he would repay it when he had the chance.

The imperial guards drove the carriage and rushed towards the princess's mansion.

The guard and the female doctor returned to the convoy together, "Madam, those people have left!"

"Well, I hope they can make it in time!" A pleasant female voice came from the carriage, "Do you know their identity?"

The guard replied, "I'm afraid she's of high status. I heard the subordinate address her as Your Highness!"

Your Highness?

A glimmer appeared in Xu Hanwei's beautiful eyes. In this Kyoto, there are only a few women who dare to call themselves "Your Highness".

It seems that this trip is really a good one.