Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

"If you need anything, just open your mouth. Don't worry. I'll support you here." Dong Jinlin said.

Song Zhe nodded. He still felt that he was carrying a mountain on his shoulder. He didn't feel relaxed at all.

Sometimes it's not a matter of need at all. His master encountered a plague when he was young. In the end, he couldn't find any way to treat the plague. He had to flee the place in a hurry. Only then did he survive happily. Otherwise, he might not know which section of loess he was buried in.

Even his master didn't solve the problem. Song Zhe felt that his apprentice was also very hanging.

But now at this time, no one can top it except himself.

He has to go up whether he can or not.

It was just dawn the next morning.

The soldiers who had been on duty all night happened to be the most tired. Those who had slept all night were still asleep and did not wake up.

In the gray morning light, suddenly there was a loud bang!

The dozing sentry suddenly woke up, "what's the matter!"

The companion next to him pulled him, "the plague man ran out!"

"What?"

The Sentinel's sleepers ran out of the sky, picked up their weapons and ran in the direction of the sound.

As soon as I turned the corner, I saw that the fence in front of them that had blocked the exit was ruthlessly pushed to the ground, and a large wave of soldiers locked in the isolation area rushed out.

They have no weapons, but everything they can grasp has become weapons.

They didn't have armor, but they looked crazy and looked at death as if they were home. They were several times braver than the soldiers wearing armor!

"Rush, brothers! Let's not be locked up here! Let's not wait to die!"

The anger that had been accumulated all night reached a climax at this time.

The guarded soldiers responded in a hurry, but as if an egg hit a stone, they were defeated in a flash. They could only shout loudly, "support! Support! Come and support!"

The marshal woke up and hurried over from the tent. He ran and shouted, "stop! Stop! Don't let any of them out!"

With the arrival of the marshal, a large wave of reinforcements came quickly.

The plague soldiers who were locked up were propped up by a breath of Qi. It was frightening at first, but after that, their own health was not good. Coupled with the obvious detection of weapons, the number of them was very small.

All of a sudden, the army was defeated like a mountain. The people brought by the marshal surrounded it. It was solid and full of people!

Aware that he had no way to escape, someone "bangdang" lost his weapon and knelt down to marshal "plop" and said, "Marshal! Please let me go! I don't want to die! I don't want to die yet!"

One knelt, others also threw away their weapons and knelt down in a moment.

They were all forced to the end of their fate. There was an abyss in the future, and there was no other way to go.

The old Marshal closed his eyes sadly. Many of these people were his old subordinates. He could even name many people.

But!

Now is an extraordinary period. If we can't make a quick decision, it's not just them who will die!

Compared with a few lives and more lives, as the commander of the three services, he must make a quick decision and choose the latter without doubt!

"Catch it! Go back through the customs and don't let go of any! Those who violate the order will be cut off!"

The soldiers kneeling on the ground were instantly deprived of the last hope of life, and suddenly collapsed in a large area.

Unwilling to grasp the weapons on the ground, he rushed here with the heart of dying together!

"Protect Marshal!"

Someone shouted.

A dark shadow suddenly fell from the sky. It was as fast as the wind. No one had time to see how the man shot.

In the blink of an eye, the weapon in the hand flew out in an instant!

The man who rushed over was also kicked in the chest and suddenly stepped back for several steps. He looked and covered his chest for a stuffy cough.

"Is that enough?"

A mellow, low voice suddenly appeared behind him.

When the marshal heard the speech, he turned around and bowed down respectfully, "Lord!"

All the officers and men on the scene heard this "Lord" and immediately returned to their senses and hurriedly saluted dongjinlin who suddenly appeared here.

Dongjinlin was obviously not all right. His face was still pale and terrible. Standing in crowd, he was always most orderly dressed. All places that could be covered were covered.

Only those who know him know that his temperature is frighteningly low.

Dongjinlin's purple eyes lightly swept through this mess. It was clear that his eyes were so understated, but inexplicably made people feel a chill in this summer world, "what happened here?"

The marshal was immediately ashamed and tried to stop the chaotic situation immediately, but after taking a small step, he immediately realized that the situation behind him was too chaotic. He couldn't stop it alone.

When the struggle failed, he had to sigh and harden his head, "it's really a dereliction of duty for the Lord to see such a scene! Please rest assured, the Lord, the Lord must deal with it right away and send more people to take strict care of it. He will never let such a thing happen again!"

"What do you want to do?" dongjinlin's purple eyes tilted and quietly looked at the marshal.

As soon as the marshal "Er", he suddenly didn't know what Prince Gong meant.

"Well... According to the meaning of the Lord?" the marshal asked cautiously.

Dongjinlin put his hand behind him and walked forward.

The marshal was shocked and hurriedly stopped in front of dongjinlin, "Lord! Danger!"

If you go further, you will be infected with the plague. You will be infected if you are not careful!

Dongjinlin raised his hand and calmly removed the marshal. Shuofeng stepped forward, blocking the old Marshal behind and blocking his possible move to stop him.

"I'm dongjinlin." dongjinlin went to the front, made up his mind, and said his name in the first sentence, "I know that many of you may not know me at all, so I'll introduce myself first."

All plague patients look at me and you. They all see the same confusion on other people's faces. They don't quite understand what this high Prince Gong wants to do.

"I hereby solemnly promise you that I will do my best to treat every life you can, and will never give up any of you!"

Although dongjinlin's voice is not high, it is loud.

Every word he said clearly reached everyone present.

The old Marshal looked at dongjinlin with great surprise. For a moment, he thought that the prince must be crazy!

Now such isolation is only temporary. If the epidemic can't be controlled at that time, they are bound to abandon their soldiers and protect their cars!

This is for the overall situation, there is nothing right or wrong!

Now he is here to make a promise. What does he want to do?