Love Lock

Chapter 12 The Old Doctor Becomes an Apprentice
"Uh...this old man...this old man...may I become Miss Han's disciple?"

"what?"

Han Lei was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground. Just as she was wondering how to react, a hearty laugh came from outside the tent.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Zun entered. "Finally, I've seen you prostrate yourself before me. Hahaha..."

Behind Zhao Zun were Pingchuan, Ma Cheng, and the young team leader from yesterday, all looking at Old He with amusement.

Old He, looking embarrassed, clasped his hands in a fist and said to Han Lei, "Marshal, please don't make fun of me. I sincerely wish to become your disciple."

"Yes, yes, Old He is humble and eager to learn, he is admirable! Hahaha..." Ma Cheng also joked.

"Tch! Of course. If you don't understand, just humbly ask for guidance." Old He rolled his eyes at him.

Zhao Zun smiled and looked at Han Lei, saying, "Did you hear that? You can make that arrogant old man He bow down and become your disciple. That's quite something!"

Han Lei blushed slightly. How could she possibly be worthy of taking on a disciple?

Old He blushed as he was told off.

"Dr. Han, please don't laugh at me. To be honest, when I first met you yesterday, I was indeed disdainful. I thought, what kind of ability could a young girl like you have? Maybe you've just read a few medical books."

"Hehe." Old He chuckled self-deprecatingly, "But when I saw Miss Han's suturing skills with my own eyes, I realized I had been proven wrong. Your technique was skillful, and every stitch was precise. I was dumbfounded and secretly amazed. And what you said about the scalpel and the anti-infection treatment methods, I was truly amazed and felt deeply ashamed!"

Old He took a deep breath and sighed, "Ah! I've spent my whole life in the military, treating thousands upon thousands of wounded soldiers. They all secretly called me a veteran. Only today do I truly understand: there are always people more capable than you!"

Han Lei smiled shyly: "Uncle He, you flatter me. We just have different areas of expertise. Surgical suturing techniques combine the latest medical concepts and practical experience with general medical skills. I would never dare to ask you to be my apprentice. If you are interested, Uncle He, we can discuss it together and make progress together."

"Good! Good!"

Old He's eyes shone, and he nodded vigorously.

"Old He, you'd better study hard, or your master will hit your palms with the ruler! Haha..."

The young officer leading the troops smiled broadly. He had stayed behind yesterday to help and witnessed firsthand the entire process of Han Lei treating the wounded.

Seeing his brothers, who were almost killed by him and his men, come back to life, he sincerely hoped that Old He would successfully become an apprentice.

That way, more brothers will be able to survive in future battles.

"Hahaha……"

Everyone burst into laughter, and Han Lei couldn't help but chuckle out loud, her laughter sweet and ethereal.

Zhao Zun turned and looked deeply at Han Lei. Her humble attitude just now was very comforting. She wasn't arrogant, nor did she belittle Old He because of her superior medical skills. She was poised and graceful.

She was truly different from those ladies from wealthy families.

She was like a radiant light, but not a blinding one; she only made people feel warm and wanted to get closer, and made his heart flutter.

Suddenly, a "ding" sounded in Han Lei's mind. Han Lei maintained her smile, but her consciousness turned to the system panel.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully treating multiple wounded soldiers. Reward: 500 taels of gold and personal space."

"Wow, I'm rich! Five hundred taels of gold! And there's even a spatial dimension!" Han Lei cheered inwardly.

Once you buy something from the system, you have to take it out, which is inconvenient if someone is around. If you have storage space, you can store the system items there and carry them with you wherever you go.

No matter how much or how little, a single thought can move it all at once. For example, it makes moving a large quantity of goods to a warehouse much easier.

Space is a small and exquisite watch that can be worn on the wrist to tell the time and also to store items.

Han Lei closed the system panel and then came to her senses.

“Uncle He, why don’t you take them to check the other tents? If anything seems amiss, come back to me. Pingchuan, you go too, I need to speak with the Prince.”

"okay!"

With his master giving the order, Old He scurried off to carry it out. After dismissing the others, Han Lei thought for a moment before pushing Zhao Zun's wheelchair outside the tent and asking him with a solemn expression.

"How much of the 10,000 jin of grain you gave me the night before last is left?"

"At most, we can make it through tomorrow." A look of worry appeared on Zhao Zun's face, even though he was only eating porridge every day.

"How long until the grain supplies delivered by the Ministry of War arrive?" Han Lei asked again.

"Usually it's before the fifth of each month, but the roads are slippery from snow, so I don't know if we'll arrive on time."

Han Lei frowned and calculated, "It's only the end of the month. Even if we arrive on time, it will still take five or six days."

The food can only last until tomorrow at most. We can't keep eating grass roots and tree bark for the remaining five or six days, can we?

She had just received a reward of five hundred taels of gold and was thinking she could make a small fortune, but there were still so many wounded soldiers who needed dressing changes and treatment, and the army still needed to eat and survive. She couldn't just stand by and watch the soldiers run out of food, could she?

"Ah..." Han Lei wailed, scratching her head. "God! You sent me through this world, not to help the poor, right?"

Zhao Zun was startled. "Are you...are you alright?"

Han Lei looked at Zhao Zun dejectedly and decided that she should just continue serving the working class.

"I can get some more food and medicine. But..."

"but what?"

Zhao Zun's eyes lit up; this girl always managed to surprise him when he was in despair.

"But it will only last for five or six days. And you can't tell anyone that I got the food."

"why?"

"If you want food, don't ask why. I've said it before, I'll tell you after this busy period is over."

"Okay, I won't ask. And I won't let anyone else know." Zhao Zun raised his hand as if making a vow.

He'll do anything as long as there's food.

Moreover, he already found it strange that Han Lei took out 10,000 kilograms of grain and so many medicines from an ambulance that wasn't particularly large the night before last.

He knew this girl had many secrets. But since Han Lei wasn't willing to talk about them now, it was best not to ask.

Anyway, Han Lei said she would tell him after she finished this busy period, so why rush it!

Seeing that Zhao Zun was about to swear an oath very seriously, Han Lei waved her hand. "Forget it, there's no need for an oath. Remember, this is a secret known only to the two of us. Take me to where the grain is stored."

A secret known only to the two of them?

Zhao Zun was overjoyed.

Does Han Lei consider him the person she trusts most?
Zhao Zun pointed in a direction, and Han Lei pushed her wheelchair quickly to a row of wooden houses next to the kitchen.

"This is the warehouse where the grain is stored," Zhao Zun said, pushing open one of the doors.

Han Lei followed him inside and saw that it was dark and empty.

Perhaps to prevent dampness, logs and planks were haphazardly laid out on the muddy ground, with some used burlap sacks scattered on top.

"Your Highness, what you are about to see may be somewhat unbelievable. But remember, never tell anyone," Han Lei said to Zhao Zun, her expression unusually serious.

"Ok!"

Zhao Zun nodded solemnly.

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