Hearing that the old man who came to apply was good at traumatology and orthopedics, the military medical officer was quite disapproving.

In the military, no more than in civilians, doctors have to deal with more injured people than patients. Therefore, military doctors may not necessarily have the best medical skills, but they are good at treating trauma and bone injuries.

Even if Ding Yulan's medical skills are stronger than theirs, he may not be able to adapt to the speed and intensity in the military camp as he has never been a military doctor.

Once the fighting resumes, military doctors must be on standby at any time and may even charge forward together with the soldiers.

Ding Yulan, with his old arms and legs, could probably be killed by a single charge.

The military medical officer couldn't bear to pour cold water directly, and said tactfully: "Mr. Ding's determination to serve the country is really touching, but after all, you are getting old, so it is better to return to your hometown for retirement."

No wonder he thinks so.

Although Lord Chunyu had disguised himself and looked a few years younger than before, he still looked like an old man in his seventies.

And in order to avoid suspicion in the household registration documents, Ding Li was already over seventy-three years old based on the date he filled in the birth date column.

It's a complete joke that people of this age would join the army.

City Lord Chunyu nodded secretly. This military medical officer had a pretty good character, and he was not someone who would casually bully the old, weak, women and children.

He said sincerely again: "Ding, thank you for your concern. I also know that you are worried that I am too old to be qualified as a military doctor, but please listen to me."

The military medical officer said patiently: "Old sir, please speak."

"Sir, as far as Ding knows, the army is dominated by young people, but there are also old people.

For example, there are many old generals who have followed Old Duke Xiao in the war for decades, and there are also many old soldiers around them.

All of you have been exposed to wind and rain for decades, have become sick from overwork, and are all burdened with old injuries.

If adults can trust Ding, and Ding is willing to treat them, even if they cannot cure them, they will certainly be able to alleviate their pain."

The military medical officer was obviously moved.

Having served in the army for many years, he personally watched the old generals grow from their prime to their old age, watched them bleed and sacrifice, and knew the pain they suffered from old illnesses and injuries.

Especially the old Duke Xiao, although he is the grandfather of the empress and the emperor has repeatedly ordered the imperial physician to come to treat him, he still cannot completely get rid of this torture.

If Ding Yulan really has such good medical skills, keeping him would be considered a great achievement.

The military medical officer was an extremely cautious person. After weighing the pros and cons, he said: "It's not that I don't believe in Mr. Ding. The veteran generals have made countless contributions to the Wei Dynasty through half their lives in the army.

If you want to cure their old illnesses, you must first show your true ability.

If it really works, it won’t be too late for you to treat and recuperate the veteran generals.”

Lord Chunyu said loudly: "Ding is willing to give it a try."

The military medical officer said: "In that case, Mr. Ding will go and rest first. The medical officer will arrange for you to start treating people early tomorrow morning."

City Lord Chunyu had no objection to his arrangement and followed a medicine boy to his residence.

Early the next morning, the military medical officer brought ten old soldiers over sixty years old to look for him.

After the careful treatment of City Lord Chunyu, the old soldiers soon felt a significant improvement.

The word spread to ten and hundreds, and other old soldiers came to diagnose and treat him one after another, including Shi Ke, a personal soldier of Duke Xiao.

Although Shi Ke is not as old as Xiao Guogong, their injuries and illnesses are similar.

I suffer from back injuries and leg injuries. Whenever it's cloudy or rainy, I have difficulty moving. Sometimes the pain is so painful that I can hardly sleep peacefully.

Lord Chunyu knew his identity and became more attentive to treating him.

However, after three times, Shi Ke felt much better from his old injuries and his sleep had also been greatly improved.

It is summer at this time, and although Yanmen County is not as rainy as in the south, it is also more humid than other seasons. It is the time when old wounds are most likely to recur.

In the past few days, Mr. Xiao's leg injury has recurred, and he has been unable to sleep for several nights in a row, and his spirit has become a little depressed.

He leaned on the back of his chair and read the military reports sent by each battalion. Several times, the military reports slipped from his hands because of dozing off.

Shi Ke picked up the military papers for him again and advised: "Sir, you'd better go and lie down on the bed and leave the military affairs to the fifth master."

Old Duke Xiao pressed his temples and said in a hoarse voice: "Shi Ke, you seem to be in good spirits. Your old injuries haven't recurred this year?"

Shi Ke smiled and said: "To be honest with you, I recently found a miracle doctor, but after three treatments, the pain in my waist and legs was relieved.

I've been eating well and sleeping soundly these days, so I'm feeling energetic."

Old Duke Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Not long ago, I heard you scold the imperial doctor for being incompetent. Why did you suddenly start to believe in some miracle doctor again?"

"It's different this time. Many old brothers have gone for treatment before me, and the curative effects are very good.

After my subordinates heard about it, they wanted to give it a try. If it was really effective, they would invite the miracle doctor to treat me."

Old Duke Xiao snorted: "You have a very good conscience. You have been asleep for several days and you still haven't thought of me!"

Shi Ke said hurriedly: "I want to handle things more safely. If you are willing to let the miracle doctor heal you, I will go and hire someone right now."

Old Duke Xiao held back his smile and waved his hand: "Hurry up, I won't even want this leg if it hurts anymore."

About half an hour later, Lord Chunyu followed Shi Ke to the big tent.

"Caomin Ding Yulan meets the old Duke." He bowed and gave a big salute.

Xiao Laoguo said: "Mr. Ding, there is no need to be polite. Sit down and talk."

Shi Ke invited Lord Chunyu to sit aside and made tea for him.

Feeling the sharp gaze of Old Duke Xiao directed at him, City Lord Chunyu slowly raised his eyes and looked over slowly.

Compared with the day they first met at Jiekou, Mr. Xiao looked much more haggard, presumably because of his injuries and illnesses.

But even so, his aura is still there, and most people dare not look directly into his eyes.

Old Duke Xiao was also a little surprised.

He didn't really want to show off the so-called momentum, but his decades of military career had created his tough and sharp temperament. Few people dared to look directly at him when they first met.

Unexpectedly, this old doctor was an exception. Not only did he dare to look directly into his eyes, but he was also able to remain calm.

Old Duke Xiao was still a little doubtful about the medical skills of this divine doctor Ding, but now he believes 80% to 90%.

He smiled and asked: "When did Mr. Ding come to Yanmen County?"

Lord Chunyu said calmly: "It's less than ten days."

"Oh? Less than ten days?" Old Duke Xiao continued to smile: "Do you think that the old gentleman came here just for my old injury?"

City Lord Chunyu laughed loudly and said: "Since the old Duke thinks so, then let's just leave it at that."
Chapter completed!