Lu Ming was confused. It is logical that the soldier in the army did not pay much attention to female celebrities in the entertainment industry!

He asked another soldier and got the same answer.

Lu Ming was a little surprised. Ye Suliu's national influence is so great? He even has her fans in the Northern Frontier Base Camp.

Yan Beijiang saw Lu Ming holding his cell phone in a daze, patted him on the shoulder, "My friend, come here to have two drinks with me!"

Lu Ming put it away, and turned around and asked Wu Lingye what was going on.

Didn’t it be a good concert? How did it become a charity performance in the North Xinjiang Daying!

Lu Ming had seen the enthusiasm of men in the army, and drinking was like a waste of time.

When drinking outside, you use cups, but you can pour it here - you use bottles of white wine. Yanbeijiang thinks that the cup is not enough to get stuck in the teeth!

Xu Lang and Chen Mo were guarding outside the camp. Listening to the hearty laughter coming from time to time, he looked envious, "Amo, do you think we can go home without getting drunk with Mr. Yan!"

Chen Mo glanced at him and said nothing.

"Okay, you'd better stop talking!" Xu Lang sighed, "When Mr. Yan gets drunk later, I have to take the opportunity to ask him to sign me!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Ming woke up leisurely.

He wiped his head, and it hurt so much!

With his strength, it is impossible to get drunk.

But when drinking with the most lovely people like Yanbei and Wei Zhongxuan who are stationed in the border, sacrifice their lives and sprinkle their blood, he cannot use spiritual energy to dissolve the alcohol.

After rubbing his head, he was the only one in the tent, and there was no sign of Yan Beijiang and Wei Zhongxuan.

"Sir, wake up!"

Lu Ming left the camp, and Xu Lang, who was dozing beside him, was shocked and hurriedly got up in front of him.

"Where is Old Yan and Old Wei?" Lu Ming asked.

Xu Lang replied: "Killed a few barbarians, and the countries in the northern border have started to make trouble. Old Yan just received a call from the above and should be still in a meeting now!"

Lu Ming nodded, but the result was as expected.

However, it has nothing to do with the Northern Frontier Camp, so this matter must be explained clearly.

"Oh, sir, Mr. Xia has just come here and saw that you are not awake yet, so he left again." Xu Lang remembered something and quickly added.

Lu Ming trembled, "Old Xia? Xia Cangnan?"

Xu Lang said, "Well, that's right, Mr. Xia is in the Northern Frontier Camp!"

"This old man... can really run away." Lu Ming smiled. He knew that Xia Cangnan had run to the northern border, but he didn't know that he was in the northern border camp.

"Lead the way, I'll meet this old man!"

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When Lu Ming came in, Xia Cangnan was cleaning the wounds for the wounded, and the tent was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Lu Ming's face became a little serious, and he was a little confused. How could there be any injured?

"Old man Xia!" Lu Ming stepped forward and glanced at the wounded. It was caused by bullets.

Xia Cangnan carefully bandaged the wounded, and then turned around and said hello, "Sect Master."

"You old man, you ran to the Northern Frontier Camp quietly without saying hello!" Lu Ming cursed angrily.

Xia Cangnan looked helpless and laughed, "Isn't this a sudden incident? Lao Yan called me personally. How could I not come? Who told me that this old man was my childhood friend!"

"The Northern Frontier Camp is a military important place. I can't say anything casually. I hope the sect leader will forgive me!"

Lu Ming waved his hand and didn't care.

Xia Cangnan was willing to stay in the evil doctor, but he had to stay. Lu Ming never forced or asked him to do anything.

"How long does it take?" Lu Ming looked at many wounded people and frowned. "You can just ask Mr. Yan to find a few young medical staff to deal with these injuries, right?"

Xia Cangnan shook his head, "It's different, the sect leader looks at the wound again."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming looked at the wounded and checked the wound again. He found that the wound had been treated, but there were no obvious signs of healing.

"A bullet that has been specially treated?" Lu Ming asked with his head up, "It is also a little toxic..."

"Grandma, I don't know where these barbarians got their special guns, and the bullets are poisonous." Xia Cangnan grumbled, "It made the old man, I am so old that I can't run to this place where birds don't poop."

"I will first study and see if the antidote can be arranged." Lu Ming squatted beside the wounded and studied the wound.

Xia Cangnan knew that Lu Ming's medical skills were super magical, so he sat next to him and did not disturb him.

Half an hour later, Lu Ming stood up.

"Sect Master, how about it?" Xia Cangnan asked.

Although he configured the medicine for understanding, the effect was very slow and it took seven days to completely resolve the poison of the wound.

This greatly affected the recovery of the injured.

"I have to say that these barbarians are indeed very good at biopharmaceuticals." After Lu Ming finished his research, he felt a little moved.

The poison of wounds is a chronic poison. Although it is not strong in toxicity, it is strong in durability.

Over time, it will numb people's nerves and make people become rigid. In the end, they can only lie in bed and be a living dead for the rest of their lives. It is even more painful than death!

After Lu Ming studied it, he had several solutions in his mind. After thinking about it, he found the most perfect prescription.

He nodded to Xia Cangnan, picked up the medicinal materials that Xia Cangnan had used before, and replied: "It's not difficult. You just need to add a seven-character quatrain to your medicine, and then reduce the winter and summer to two cents!"

Xia Cangnan was thinking about Lu Ming's prescription and murmured in a low voice, "Add to seven quatrains, reduce winter and summer to two cents..."

His eyes suddenly lit up and he exclaimed: "Why didn't I expect that the sect leader is simply a god!"

Xia Cangnan sighed sincerely, "This medicine from the sect leader, can be cured by applying externally and taking internally. It is simply a magical medicine!"

Listening to Xia Cangnan's rainbow fart, Lu Ming burst into laughter.

"If I had known that you would have brought the Tibetan soldiers and swords here, I would have two helpers." Lu Ming looked at the simple medical room and sighed a little.

This is a camp. Even if the medical conditions are good, it will not be much better when you get here.

"My old man is still tough, it's okay to struggle for a few years." Xia Cangnan doesn't care. "It's just those barbarians who harass the border line every few days and have a leg. If I were forty years younger, I would have to go to the battlefield and ramble on them!"

"You should calm down!" Lu Ming looked at Xia Cangnan's posture, as if he had a gun for him, so he could really go to the battlefield.

"But, then again, how could there be so many wounded people?" Lu Ming was a little puzzled.

Xia Cangnan looked at the wounded lying on the hospital bed and said seriously: "Sect Master, do you know how long the border line in the northern border is?"

Lu Ming was stunned. He had never thought about this problem and did not know how long the border line of northern China was.

However, Xia Cangnan quickly gave a number that shocked him.

【The author has something to say】

Some readers reported that the male protagonist and the female protagonist had too little interaction and were too murderous o(╥﹏╥)o~~
Chapter completed!