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Chapter three hundred and thirty second spirit(2/2)

"Are you ready for this?" she asked.

Qi Yue looked at her and smiled.

"Yes." she said.

Only then did Hu San and Xiaoqu realize something was wrong.

"What are you preparing for?" they asked.

"Get ready for the battlefield." Qi Yue said.

Is this really a joke?

"Master!" they shouted in unison, "That's not a joke!"

"I didn't say I was playing." Qi Yue smiled and stood up, "These wounded soldiers have old wounds and are basically finalized. Except for those with serious infections, I can't do anything to help them, so

, If I can help, it is to go to the source. I want to see the source of these wounded soldiers, and I want to see what I can do there."

"Master, that is a battlefield. Although it is in the rear, it is still very dangerous." Xiaoqu said anxiously.

"Yes, Master, we are here to see the Prince, not to practice medicine." Hu Sanye said anxiously.

"What is a great doctor?" Qi Yue suddenly asked.

Hu San looked at her and called Master with a grimace.

"As you said, since I am a doctor, I naturally practice medicine wherever I go. Do I rush home from work and see a dying person on the roadside without saving anything? The skills of a doctor are the same as those of a doctor.

Other skills are different. This skill is responsibility, destiny and mission." Qi Yue said after plastic surgery.

"Master Liu said this." Hu San said quietly.

"So I have to listen to my teacher." Qi Yue looked at him and shook his hands while humming, "Besides, it is impossible to conquer my army."

"This is what you said, Master." Hu San also hummed.

It's over, it's really not a joke, Xiaoqu sighed, now he can only pray for a short period of time without war, at least until the prince comes back.

But obviously, his prayer was not heard by God. On the second day of this incident, the military medical camp received an edict.

"Doctor Qiao, do you really want to call Mrs. Qi?" a military doctor asked hesitantly.

Qiao Minghua had already memorized the salute, and his face was expressionless when he heard this.

"Whether she comes or not is her business, and whether she calls or not is my business." He said calmly, and walked out first.

The military doctors couldn't look at each other and waved their hands.

"Go, go, go, maybe the person has run away long ago," he said.

Sure enough, when we set off at noon, the woman had not yet appeared.

"I'm just telling you." Everyone laughed and said, "This is not a joke. It's about face or life. Any fool knows which one to choose."

The carriage was ready. Under the push and pull of the soldiers, the carriage and horses pulling people and objects began to move. Not far after walking out of the city gate, they heard shouts from behind. Everyone looked back and couldn't help being stunned.

Two carriages and five horses caught up. Qi Yue lifted the curtain and looked at the stunned people.

"It's too hasty. I didn't even prepare anything. Do you have enough medicine, bandages and so on?" she asked.

Really want to go?

Everyone looked at her in disbelief.

Qiao Minghua looked over from the car in front.

"There is nothing to prepare." He said calmly, then stopped talking, turned his head, and raised his whip to urge the horse, so that the carriage had to move forward.

Seeing him like this, everyone didn't know what to say to the woman, so they simply stopped talking, and the motorcade moved forward in silence.

Qiao Minghua looked ahead, as the car swayed, his expression indifferent, as if he didn't even notice that there were a few more people in his convoy.

There is nothing to prepare, because it is useless to prepare anything.

Hope, does such a thing exist?

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Chapter completed!
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