The soldier is a girl

Chapter 25: Chapter 25

Mu Jin stopped one meter away from Mo Ling, "General, I hunted a tiger when I came back. The body is lying on the hillside near the lake in the north. Can you drag it back for another meal?"

Mu Jin was smiling, but the bottom of her eyes was full of coldness.

Mo Ling didn't respond but looked at Mu Jin fixedly.

After watching for a while, he suddenly said, "Okay."

Mu Jin seemed to be waiting for Mo Ling's good word. As soon as Mo Ling finished speaking, she finally closed her eyes and fell down.

A pair of strong hands caught her upright.

Mu Jin raised her tired eyelids, and when she saw the blackness, she muttered, "General, your clothes are dirty."

She said so, but Mu Jin touched the black clothes twice with her blood-stained hands. She believed that what happened to the tiger must not have been done by Mo Ling, but she didn't believe that he didn't know, so... she was very accurate……

It's really uncomfortable to let her climb into his bed and let the tiger hurt her...

Mo Ling ignored Mu Jin's childlike movements, just looked down at her, and said to Bai Ze, "Drag that tiger carcass back and roast it."

After saying that, he held Mu Jin in his arms and walked towards the military doctor's office.

Bai Ze tightened his grip on the flag, unable to express his feelings for a while, "Yes." He only replied and ordered people to drag the tiger, while he continued to take care of the assessment.

He knew about the tiger, and he had anticipated the consequences, but when he actually saw it, he felt a little strange after all. Was he really soft-hearted after being bribed by a few breakfasts?

The military doctor is an old man over half a century old, but his hands and feet are very agile.

Seeing Mo Ling appear, the old military doctor hurriedly got up and went up to him.

"General." The old military doctor first saluted Mo Ling, and then looked at the person he was holding in his arms, "What's the matter?"

The old military doctor was a well-behaved person, full of four books and five classics, and he was very polite. Although he was slightly curious about Mo Ling personally holding a soldier, he just ignored it.

"I was scratched by a tiger, please show me." Mo Ling has always respected those who have contributed and are older.While speaking, Mo Ling had bent down and placed the person in his arms on the wooden couch.

tiger?The old military doctor's eyes flickered. There are many mountains and forests here. It would not be surprising to say that there are tigers, but they have camped here for many years. Unless they desperately venture into the deep mountains by themselves, it is very difficult to encounter wild animals, so this tiger is worth exploring.But as a military doctor, he only does what he should do, and the rest has nothing to do with him.

He ordered the little boy to get the medicine and bandages for the wound, and the old military doctor personally untied the hibiscus wrapped cloth strips all over his left arm.

When the cloth strips were untied, the five bloody paw prints under the broken clothes, from the shoulder blades to the backs of the hands, looked a bit oozing.

As a general, he had never seen any kind of injury, even worse than this one, but at this moment, looking at the pale Mu Jin with his eyes closed, his heart trembled for no reason.

This kind of uncontrollable feeling is not good, so Mo Ling slightly moved his eyes away from looking at the person who was sleeping on the wooden couch like a rag doll.

The old military doctor looked at the wound through the cloth, and then he stretched out his hand to untie Mu Jin's clothes. Just as his hand pulled the clothes around Mu Jin's neck, the person with closed eyes like a rag doll suddenly opened his eyes. , and even grabbed the old military doctor's hand with the intact right hand. The strength was not strong enough to break the old military doctor's hand, but it stopped the old military doctor's movements, and even hurt a little.

The old military doctor didn't expect that the unconscious man was conscious at all, and there was a flash of admiration in his eyes. He thought the young man was unconscious, so he didn't make a sound. He didn't expect that he was awake, which shows his resilience.

"Clothing is not good for healing." The old military doctor explained his intentions, trying to make the other party let go of his hand. After all, cooperative wounds are easier to heal than non-cooperative wounds.

(End of this chapter)