Luo Fengtang looked at these various kinds of medicines with a look of astonishment.

He picked up one of the bottles of golden medicine and pulled out the small wooden plug on it.

He put it under his nose and smelled it, frowning.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like this?"

Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Then he looked at the gold trauma medicine in his hand: "This is a genuine gold trauma medicine, it's very effective!"

Luo Fengtang came to his senses and put the small wooden bolt back in.

"I'm thinking, if these genuine wound medicines were available in the military camp, those wounded soldiers wouldn't have to die from wound infections!"

He said in a deep voice, with a solemn look on his face.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised.

"Why do you say that? What happened to your military camp? Tell me quickly!" she said.

Originally, he didn't want to bring her the unpleasant things in the military camp.

But he couldn't bear her questioning, so he secretly colluded with the military supply official and the medicinal material supplier.

He told Yang Ruoqing about the fact that counterfeit medicines were transported into the military camp, resulting in many wounded soldiers not being treated in time.

"I had a quarrel with the quartermaster, and after pointing out his despicable conduct, he now gave up."

"Deliberately focus on the procurement of medicines."

"General Xiahou and Brother Ning have nothing to do with it. The supply of medicines in the army has now become a problem!" he said.

"Seeing them looking depressed and embarrassed, Brother Ning still has to coax the quartermaster, I'm also very annoyed!"

"Did I do that wrong?"

"However, even if I am wrong, I will still expose the quartermaster's evil deeds!"

He gritted his teeth and said with determination in his eyes.

After hearing all this, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and held his fist.

"Tangyaozi, you did nothing wrong!"

"For a quartermaster who makes fun of soldiers' lives, punching him will really help him!"

"If it were me, I would have slashed his neck with a knife!" she said.

The soldiers fought with their lives on the front line.

Reliable supply to the rear is 'fundamental'.

If this ‘foundation’ is rotten, then why fight?

If you are sick, you will die, if you are injured, you will die. The medicine is all buckwheat flour. Who dares to be a soldier?

"Isn't it just the supply of medicinal materials? What's the problem? Go back and report to your General Xiahou this time. I can supply it here!" she said.

"What?"

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

I thought I heard it wrong.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the pile of bottles and cans in her bag and said to him with a smile: "These medicines are not bought by the hospital, we make them ourselves!"

"The medicinal materials all come from Mianniu Mountain behind our village."

"The wild medicinal materials in the mountains are so effective!" she said.

Luo Fengtang was shocked. He let go of her hand, turned around, pulled out the bottles of medicine in the bag, and looked at them carefully...

When he put down the last bottle, he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"Qing'er, why, why is there such a good thing? You, when did you switch to making medicinal materials?"

he asks.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "I haven't changed my career. The restaurant will be opened and I can find other ways to make money!"

In a few words, she told him about the mule and horse transport team she had set up and the herb collection team.

Finally, she added: "Brother Zuo sponsored the mules, horses and carriages of the transport team. I roped him in to do business together."

Luo Fengtang looked at her deeply and squeezed her lower hand tightly with his big hands.

"No wonder you've lost so much weight. You did so many things during my absence!"

He couldn't help it anymore, pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

The two of them enjoyed the last moment of tenderness, hoping that the sky would never dawn.

However, the more this happens, the faster time seems to pass.

Soon, the rooster crowed for the first time.

He lowered his head and kissed her hair gently.

"Don't drink cold tea just for the sake of coolness at night, or your stomach will hurt..."

His warnings reached her ears.

She curled her lips: "It's hot, drinking cold tea is good!"

"No matter how comfortable I am, I can't drink for the next few days," he said again, with a bit of non-negotiable seriousness in his voice.

She was surprised and raised her head to look at him.

Just listen to him continue: "Your childhood is coming soon. If you drink cold tea, you will suffer from stomachache when you turn back!"

"I'm not by your side, so I can't rub it for you..."

Little days...

Her face turned red.

It's as red as the baboon's butt...

"You are a big man, you can't remember anything bad, just remember that..."

She lowered her eyes and muttered a little embarrassedly.

But he corrected her seriously: "You are my wife, and it is only natural that you remember your daughter-in-law's childhood..."

Her face turned redder.

She gave him an angry look: "Okay, okay, you can remember it if you want. This topic has changed!"

Seeing her feigning anger, he smiled happily.

I just like seeing her shy look.

Can't get enough of it.

Unfortunately, daybreak is approaching, and I have to leave even if I don’t want to.

As if she could read his mind, she had withdrawn from his arms before he could say goodbye.

He picked up the bundle on the table and stuffed it into his hand: "It's time to leave. Don't worry about this at home. I'm here!"

He took the bundle and held it tightly with his fingers, his joints pale and distinct.

He looked at her deeply, his eyes filled with attachment and struggle that he couldn't hide.

She smiled at him: "If you want to do great things, you can't have a loving relationship between children."

"Go ahead, I won't send you off, you still have to catch up on your sleep!" she said.

He nodded.

"When I return to the military camp this time, I will report the medicinal materials to General Xiahou."

he said.

No matter what, we must promote this business.

In this way, he will have a chance to meet Qing'er!

Hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing nodded.

She yawned and walked towards the bed.

"You should leave quickly and be careful on the road!"

When she said this, she had already sat back in the tent.

The fallen old and coarse cloth curtain blocked his sight.

"Well, Qing'er, you have to take care of yourself, then I'm leaving!" He said in a deep voice.

"Okay, remember to close the door for me!"

Her lazy voice came from the tent.

"Well, have a good sleep!"

He picked up the bundle and turned around and walked towards the door of the house.

Don't dare to look back.

He was afraid that once he looked back, he would really be unable to leave.

When I heard the slight sound of the door being closed.

When she was alone in the house again.

In the tent, she couldn't bear it any longer, and tears burst out of her eyes...

Couldn't sleep at all.

My mind is turning over and over again, filled with every detail of him.

I wonder where he is now. Is he going to Qing'an County alone or with a companion?

They should have gone there on horseback, so where were their companions and horses waiting?

I passed by this way on my way back to the military camp, will I come back again?

It must be a lack of effort, right?

After all, he is in the army now and is a member of the army. All actions must be obeyed. It is the bounden duty of a soldier to obey orders...

There are so many things on my mind that I can't stop.

By the end, my head hurt just thinking about it.

She simply got up from the bed, washed herself, and started working again.

It's useless to think too much. It's important to get busy and give him substantial help.
Chapter completed!