In a spacious room, it is now in a mess. On the bed and on the ground, there are soldiers from the Tiger Dynasty, some moaning, some wailing, and some lying on the bed with unconsciousness. Of course, there are also some people who are not seriously injured, although tied up, but their eyes are circling around at the busy men and women in white clothes. If they are not limited in their movements, they will most likely attack. Of course, in front of these people, one or two Ming soldiers will usually stand and look at them with a fierce look. It seems that they hope that these guys will attack suddenly, and then they can make a contribution.

Gaisen stood beside the window room, looking at the soldiers sadly through the transparent glazed window.

A young doctor was examining the patients who looked very serious one by one, while more minor injuries were wounded by women in white clothes, disinfecting, applying medicine and bandaging them.

"This guy has suffered too serious burns. I cut off his clothes and then applied burn ointment to see if I can't survive the night. Only after surviving today can I have the possibility of treatment."

"If internal organs are injured and vomiting blood, there may be a lot of blood accumulation in the abdomen, and I will send it to the intensive operating room immediately."

"Oh, this guy's legs are only a little tendon left. After so much blood, he hasn't fainted yet. He is such a tough guy. I admire him. I'll send him to the operating room No. 3 for blood tests and prepare the corresponding plasma. Man, you can only walk on crutches in the future."

"Oh, you guy is just a little bit of minor injuries. Why do you pretend to be unconscious?"

The young doctor screamed, and almost at the same time, the guy who was lying in a coma and unbelieving manner stepped forward and wanted to sit up. His fist also stretched out, but he stopped in the air, because the young doctor's hand had a thin and sharp blade pressed against his throat, and he could immediately see God with just a slight send.

"Is he a smart person! Do you want to rush me? Although you can't escape from rush me, I can't give you this opportunity. This will make my resume record a very bad note. This will affect my future promotion." The young doctor said with a smile. "Everyone who came from Daming Medical College has a few tricks. You are looking for the wrong partner," said the young doctor.

As they spoke, several soldiers rushed over and pressed the same young soldier from the Tiger Dynasty to the ground, and tied them up.

"You sent someone here, don't you check it?" Putting the knife in your hand in a tray beside you, the smile on the young doctor's face suddenly disappeared, "Fortunately it hit me. If he had coerced the female nurses, wouldn't he have succeeded?"

"I'm sorry, sorry doctor, it's our fault." The soldiers apologized.

"If the apology is useful, what else should military discipline be done?" The young doctor was so embarrassed. "I will write this matter into the report. Go back and tell your superiors, prepare for punishment! Next."

Several soldiers retreated awkwardly. When the wounded were carried over again, one of the soldiers suddenly jumped over and grabbed the person and shook it.

"What are you doing?" The young doctor opened the soldier, "The guy's stomach was so big that you were blind, and you were only breathing. As soon as you shook, you only had half your breath. Hurry up and send it to the operating room No. 1 to see if you can save it."

The soldier took a step back a little aggrievedly. This guy was wearing iron armor and blocking him and didn't see clearly. What if he was a fraud again? Thinking that his boss might have been punished for this matter, the boss who was punished must deal with his group of people, a faint sadness immediately came to his heart.

Gaisen saw clearly that these medical staff were really treating their compatriots with great care and did not deliberately abuse them just because they were enemies. Even the soldier's later actions were just a subconscious reaction. If it were himself, the guy who intended to attack the doctor, was probably now a corpse.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

Everyone's eyes immediately moved to him, whether it was the doctors and nurses in white or the soldiers who were being treated by the Tiger Dynasty.

For these doctors and nurses in the Ming Dynasty, a blond guy with blue eyes was obviously a group of enemies! And for those soldiers of the Tiger Dynasty, they suddenly saw a compatriot who could move freely here, especially a beautiful oriental woman following her, and two guards standing behind them, which was enough to shock them.

The young doctor jumped over and looked at Gaisen for a moment: "Is this Mr. Gaisen?"

"Do you know me?" Although Gaisen didn't understand what the other party was saying, Gaisen could still hear the word Gaisen clearly.

After listening to the translation of the translated woman, the young doctor smiled and said, "Of course I know that you were walking around some time ago. A blond guy with blue eyes was very conspicuous here. Moreover, the one who was by your side was the most beautiful lady from the Foreign Languages ​​College of Jingshi University. We all admired her very much."

With a laugh, he turned his head to look at the woman beside Gaisen. Seeing that the woman had not translated this sentence at all, he had to turn his head and say, "It's so handsome!" He compared the other person and his size with his own hands, and his face became even more sad.

"Miss Fan, can I treat you to a meal if I have time? You won't be with this guy for twenty hours, right?"

"You should concentrate on your work. I don't think you will be free now, and next, I'm afraid more people will be sent to you." Miss Fan said coldly.

The young doctor was overjoyed, "You mean, as long as I have time, you will promise me to treat you to a meal? This is great, time is like... there is always a squeeze."

Speaking of this, he suddenly beat him up.

Miss Fan said coldly: "What does time look like?"

The young doctor smiled awkwardly, and suddenly saw a female nurse coming over with a cup of goat milk in a bag. She quickly reached out to grab a bag, unscrewed the lid, drank it in one breath, and then raised the bag and said, "Just like this bag of goat milk, it seems that there is no, but it actually squeezes on it, there is still some."

He twisted the shrunken bag hard, and sure enough, some milky white goat milk flowed out of the hole.

Miss Fan snorted coldly, looked up at the roof, and ignored him.

Everyone is a student of the university in the Ming Dynasty, and those who can come to this place are almost all very outstanding. Who doesn’t know who?

Gaisen didn't understand what they were saying, but it seemed that the beautiful lady Oriental who had been with her for a long time knew the doctor.

He bowed deeply to the young doctor, "Doctor, these people have finished their combat mission. Now, they are ordinary people. Please do your best to save them. The Venetian family will not forget your kindness."

After saying that, he turned to look at Miss Fan.

After hearing Miss Fan translated Gaisen's words, the young doctor shrugged and said to Gaisen: "You don't need to ask, this is my job. If there are too many people they die, it will affect my reputation. For us doctors, reputation is the same as life!"

Miss Fan glared at him again, obviously dissatisfied with his answer, and just translated the first half of his sentence.

Gaisen bowed again, "Thank you!"

When he spoke this, he turned around and walked out. It was obvious that he didn't want to stay in this place for too long, because the scene here really made him too sad.

As soon as he left, Miss Fan naturally followed her and walked out.

"Miss Fan, Miss Fan, please give me a chance!" the young doctor shouted after him. "I will work all night today, work another day tomorrow, and I will have a rest in the evening."

Miss Fan turned around and glared at him and left gracefully.

The young doctor was sad and turned his eyes and became fierce: "Next!" he shouted in annoyance.

"No new ones are coming in," a nurse replied crisply.

The young doctor was stunned for a moment, turned around and walked to an operating room inside: "Since it's gone, I'll go for surgery and do a few more. Time, uh, it's like goat's milk, it seems to be gone, and it's squeezed, there will always be some."

Gaisen walked forward with great strides, but suddenly there was Lei Wei Shuanglang's laughter from the room in front of him, and he stopped suddenly.

"Boys, they all look very energetic. They are well prepared for their injuries. I'll invite you to drink, and then we will kill the enemy again. Do you dare to go?"

"The President is willing to invite a drink, so we dare to go." Someone shouted.

"Okay, then it's a matter of determination." Lei Wei laughed. "My salary is still very good. I'll ask you guys to have a drink, that's not a problem at all."

"You need to burn a knife."

"Of course it's our Ming Dynasty's knife-burning skills. We are the bravest soldiers, so we naturally have to drink the strongest wine." Lei Wei said.

A happy laughter suddenly came from the house. Under the deliberate management of the Ming Dynasty, the grain production of grain is not high. Strong wines like Burning Knife can only be purchased from the Ming Dynasty. The price is very touching, and most people really can't bear to drink them.

Through Liuli, Gaisen could see that the conditions in the ward here were much better. More importantly, there were very few people injured in Ming people, and the beds in one ward were not lying all over.

"How to fight this battle?" Gaisen turned around sadly, standing on the balcony and looking up at the brilliant sunshine in the sky.

Just when Gaisen was sad, on the sea more than a hundred miles away from Manju Port, Wiskele finally captured the fleeing Ming fleet. If they were not killed, Grand Duke Stenson would not sleep well.
Chapter completed!