Whose little lady is so crazy?

Chapter 594 Alright, I've got it.
"The general is injured?" Hong Xiaoduo immediately stood up, looking quite anxious.

"It's just a minor injury, they're making a fuss over nothing," Gong Wei quickly said, seeing how concerned Hong Xiaoduo was about him.

The military doctor disagreed, saying, "General, although your wound is small, its location is unfavorable. It's been three days and it hasn't scabbed over yet. This could easily worsen."

When Gong Wei saw that the old military doctor was changing his dressing again, as he always did, he was about to speak to someone behind the screen, since there were still several young ladies inside the tent.

But then Hong Xiaoduo said, "Would you mind if I took a look at the general's wound? I have a family heirloom medicine for wounds."

"A family-inherited medicine for wounds? That's wonderful! Young lady, please come and take a look." The old barbarian immediately said to her.

"No, why are you all looking at me like that? Even if this young lady is a bad person, she wouldn't dare to poison the general in front of all of us, would she?" The old barbarian couldn't help but speak up when he saw the generals around him trying to stop him with their eyes.

Cough cough cough, the generals were extremely embarrassed, regretting that they had forgotten what kind of person the old barbarian was.

"It was my fault for being so rash. It's understandable that you gentlemen don't trust me. Here's the medicine. Doctor, please take it and check if it's poisonous and if it's safe to use." Hong Xiaoduo spoke up, speaking in such a teasy tone for the first time, which made even herself uncomfortable.

Quan Jinghuai, Feiyan, and the younger ones were all quite unaccustomed to it.

"Young lady, don't take them seriously. They may be good at leading troops in battle, but they know nothing about medicine. You can only prescribe medicine if you know the right ailment. How can you know if the general can use the medicine if you don't see it for yourself?"

The old man is getting on in years, but his eyesight is still sharp enough to distinguish between good and bad people at a glance.

Besides, if she were someone with ill intentions, would the general have allowed her into this tent? And even made her sit down?

"My medicine is no longer effective for the general's injury. Why don't you use better medicine? Don't you all want our general's injury to heal sooner? You're all so petty." The old man said in a very impolite tone.

As the old man became more and more excited, Gong Wei shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile, "Young Lady Hong, if you don't mind, then I'll have to trouble you."

"No problem, no problem at all. We're just ordinary folks, we don't stand on ceremony." Hong Xiaoduo replied casually as she stepped forward with the medicine she had just taken out.

The general closest to Gong Wei quickly stepped forward to help the general remove his armor, immediately revealing the bloodstains seeping from the blue cotton inner robe underneath.

Hong Xiaoduo looked at the location on her left upper arm, which was right at the junction of the two pieces of armor. No wonder the old army doctor said the injury was in the wrong place.

Even after the wound was exposed, it was still bleeding.

Seeing the old man take out a piece of cotton cloth to wipe and clean the wound, Hong Xiaoduo quickly took out a large porcelain bottle of iodine cotton balls from her large brocade bag without thinking: "Please use this one."

The old medic's cotton cloth looked like it had been used and washed countless times. Although Hong Xiaoduo wasn't a doctor, she knew that treating wounds was very important; if the cotton cloth wasn't properly disinfected, the wound could easily become infected.

"Huh? What is this?" The old barbarian curiously took it, twisted open the lid, looked inside first, and then smelled it. His actions relieved the generals around him.

He's alright, not senile yet, still somewhat cautious and vigilant.

"How do I use this?" The old man looked inside the porcelain bottle; there seemed to be something else there.

"Yes, this is a family heirloom, specially made for cleaning wounds. The cotton balls inside are soaked in a special medicinal wine. Or, shall I demonstrate for you?" Hong Xiaoduo said.

The old man immediately handed the porcelain bottle back to her. He watched as she took out a small pair of tongs that were neither made of iron nor silver, picked out a brown cotton ball, wiped her hands with it, and then threw the used cotton ball onto the table.

Then, using the tweezers, he placed another brown, damp cotton ball inside the porcelain bottle and carefully cleaned the general's wound. After cleaning it, he took out another porcelain bottle, took out a dry cotton ball that hadn't been soaked, wiped away the blood that had just flowed from the wound, and then began to sprinkle wound medicine on the wound.

Alright, I got it!

Finally, she took out a roll of clean white cloth and handed it to him, saying, "I'm not good at bandaging, so please do it, sir."

The old barbarian didn't refuse, took it, and skillfully bandaged the general's wound.

"Let's change the general's coat," Hong Xiaoduo suggested, seeing that they were still planning to let Gong Wei wear the coat he had just taken off halfway.

An attendant immediately went to fetch it and quickly returned to help the general put it on.

"General, if there are no other questions, then we'll head out. Remember to call out to me when you set out with the troops," Hong Xiaoduo said.

Gong Wei immediately ordered Commander Lü to have two tents cleared out for Hong Xiaoduo and the others to rest.

"No need, no need, we have our own tents. Just arrange a spot for us to set up the tents," Hong Xiaoduo quickly said when she heard that the soldiers needed to vacate their tents.

“Young Lady Hong, the tents in our military camp are quite sturdy and warm,” a general couldn’t help but say.

That's a much better approach. Hong Xiaoduo replied with a smile, "Your soldiers are supposed to be ready to fight at any time, so don't bother them with moving the tents. We're always out and about, and our tents are sturdy and warm."

After hearing what she said, no one else could say anything more, and besides, what she said made sense.

After leaving the main tent, Commandant Lü found an open space not far from the general's tent and asked Hong Xiaoduo if the location was suitable.

Hong Xiaoduo said it was a good place, so Tian Shu and the others drove the carriages and horses over and started setting it up.

Commander Lü, who had intended to call a few soldiers to help, realized that the other party didn't need help, so he quickly told Hong Xiaoduo where the kitchen was, where the well was, and where the latrine was.

"By the way, our general's wife is the general's deputy general, and she has more than a dozen female soldiers under her command. So, if you young ladies need to use the restroom, the outhouse is over there."

"Don't worry about anything else, just go with peace of mind," Commandant Lü added thoughtfully.

Upon hearing him mention the general's wife, Hong Xiaoduo seized the opportunity to ask, "Is the general's wife also in the military camp? Then why haven't I seen her?"

"Oh, Madam has led troops to collect supplies," Commandant Lü told him truthfully without hiding anything.

"I see. Then Commandant Lü, go about your business and don't worry about us. We'll let you know if we need anything," Hong Xiaoduo said.

Upon hearing her words, Commandant Lü said nothing more and turned to return to his own tent.

The soldiers nearby watched with great curiosity as these little kids quickly and methodically set up a tent that was even larger than their general's main tent, but they dared not approach.

Hong Xiaoduo was anxious to get a paternity test done for Tianquan and Gong Wei. Seeing that the tent was set up, she went inside and sat down, entering her spatial dimension in her mind.

Inside Gong Wei's tent, the old military doctor did not rush to leave. While keeping an eye on the general's expression, he began to clean up the blood-stained strips of cloth that had just been changed after the dressing was removed.

As he picked up the brown cotton ball from the ground, he muttered to himself, "Isn't it a waste to throw this away after using it? Wait, where did the dry cotton balls go...?"