Tang Yiming didn't say much after hearing this. He quickly treated the wound and then said: "As long as you are happy. But you'd better stay here tonight. With such a serious injury, you will probably have a high fever tonight."

Yan Qing nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Tang Yiming shrugged and said calmly: "It's a small matter."

Then Tang Yiming packed up his things, told Meng Shulan, and went to grab some medicine to make some medicine.

Meng Shulan sat outside the house for a while, her mind was clearer, and she felt that she would not expose any flaws, so she entered the house with the cloak she took from the carriage.

Meng Shulan's eyes fell on the bandage on Yan Qing's shoulder, and Meng Shulan felt uncomfortable again. He could clearly hear what Tang Yiming said before from outside.

Shaking out the cloak in his hand and putting it on Yan Qing, Meng Shulan said: "Let Dr. Hong take a look at it tomorrow. She is from the same school as Mr. Fang and is especially good at treating bone injuries."

"Um."

Yan Qing responded, then continued what Tang Yiming had interrupted, "If the disaster in Nanchuan Continent spreads, it will most likely affect Western Xinjiang."

"First, the victims may go to Er County, and second, the locusts may migrate to Western Xinjiang. We must notify them in advance to prepare for pest control."

Yan Qing and Meng Shulan sorted out the possible situations, "There are also those spies sent by aristocratic families into Western Xinjiang. If they are talented, it would be best if they can find a way to become one of our own. If not, we can only abandon them."

Meng Shulan listened carefully. Even if what Yan Qing said coincided with what he was thinking, he had no intention of interrupting her. He just poured her a glass of water from time to time to moisten her throat.

In the middle of the night, Yan Qing did develop a high fever. Fortunately, Tang Yiming had been prepared. After a lot of trouble, Yan Qing was fine by daybreak, but his face was still pale.

"Just stay here for the next two days."

Meng Shulan was well aware of Yan Qing's temper. She would definitely not be able to hide her current state from the Yan Qin family. She would not go back. In the end, she would probably go directly to the military camp, so she said in advance, "I have a private hospital here, and Lao Tang happens to be here."

I can keep an eye on you."

Yan Qing hesitated and nodded: "Thank you."

Meng Shulan wanted to say, "You don't have to be so polite," but seeing that Yan Qing was in a dull mood, she deliberately cheered up the atmosphere. Unfortunately, she wasn't the type to do it, so in the end she had to say half-jokingly, "Isn't this thank you a little less sincere?"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, thought for a moment, and said: "Go back and ask Qingyi to give you my copy of "Wei Liao Zi". Although it is a fragment, it is the original work of Mr. Wei Liao. I focused on the terrain of Western Xinjiang in it.

I made some notes, I hope they are useful to you."

Meng Shulan was stunned. She didn't expect that Yan Qing would give up this solitary gift: "I remember when Asiu asked you for it, you couldn't bear to give it to him. How can you be willing to give it to me now?"

Listening to Meng Shulan talk about the past, Yan Qing remembered the way Yan Xiu used to please and be a good person and cheat. His eyes were a little blurry, but his tone couldn't help but bring some pride and nostalgia: "My brother grew up in Western Xinjiang, and he has read many military books.

It is said that he has a basketful of books. He can recite the entire volume of "Wei Liao Zi" backwards and forwards, and he knows the topography of Western Xinjiang very well. I only gave him this book as a collection."

As he spoke, Yan Qing blinked quickly and turned his head to look out the window at the crooked neck tree in the courtyard. Its green branches and leaves were as flamboyant as the thin but unbreakable Populus euphratica trees on the border.

"Although you have stayed in Western Xinjiang for five years, your understanding of Western Xinjiang is still limited."

Yan Qing twirled his fingers and sighed with a mixture of worry and regret, "Although I now hold the title of commander of the Er County garrison, my actual appointment will have to wait until the three-year mourning period has passed. Apart from this, I don't have much else to do.

Fuck you."

"enough."

Meng Shulan whispered, "Having your wholehearted trust is enough."

Yan Qing's heart warmed slightly. No matter in his previous life or in this life, he was always worthy of his trust.

If the brothers and people in Western Xinjiang are left in his hands, they will definitely not end up as miserable as in the previous life.

It's just that he is the only one who doesn't know how to repay his kindness. He doesn't seem to care about anything.

"Qing Yi is here. Let her change your dressing first. I'll ask Sui Feng to prepare the carriage. Let's go visit Dr. Hong."

Meng Shulan looked out the window as Tang Yiming led Sui Feng and Qing Yi into the courtyard, added another glass of warm water for Yan Qing, and then left.

Qing Yi rushed into the house in a hurry and ran to Yan Qing in a few steps. Tang Yiming chased after her and shouted: "Don't be rash! The general's wound has just been stitched, and he can't move now!"

Then Yan Qing saw the little girl who had hurriedly ran in and stopped in front of him. She looked like she wanted to rush up to her and check her all over, but she was afraid of rashly touching her wounds and leaving her hands and feet with nowhere to rest.

"I'm fine, don't cry."

Yan Qing helplessly raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes.

Seeing Yan Qing raise his hand, Qing Yi quickly rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, turned around and ran to the door to stop Tang Yiming: "Give me the medicine."

Tang Yiming gave her the tray containing bandages and ointments.

Qing Yi took the tray with one hand and closed the door with her backhand!

Tang Yiming was blown by the wind from the door before he reacted: "Why did you lock me out? I still have to see if the wound the general stitched up is inflamed!"

Meng Shulan patted Tang Yiming on the shoulder and pulled him aside: "I'll just let your uncle take a look later."

Tang Yiming thought so, and then followed Meng Shulan to the side and muttered: "My uncle is much weirder than my master. You are capable of asking her to do it."

"Yi Hong is still working in the Imperial Hospital, so she still has to give him the respect of a relative of the emperor."

Meng Shulan said it was a matter of course, but Tang Yiming curled his lips and said: "Don't fool me. If she really doesn't want to see you, she won't even bring the emperor or prince to see you."

Meng Shulan raised her eyebrows: "A Qing's post was handed to me by the wind."

Tang Yiming suddenly realized: "You are quite a thief. You know that my uncle owes Yan Shuai a favor, so there is no way she can scorn the general."

Meng Shulan didn't say whether what he said was right or wrong, but just said: "You still don't understand your uncle."

Tang Yiming shrugged: "It's normal, I haven't met her a few times, and my understanding of her is no different from ordinary people."

While they were talking, Qingyi on the other side skillfully changed Yan Qing's medicine and clothes.

When he finally left the house, Meng Shulan turned Tang Yiming on his side and said, "Wouldn't it be better to take this opportunity to get to know my master uncle better?"

"What a hammer!"

Tang Yiming was lifted up by Sui Feng and put on his horse. He wished he could give Meng Shulan a slap in the face, "Don't you know she doesn't want to see me? It's not fun for me to go to her place after I'm full?!"

Meng Shulan shook his head: "You can't understand what I'm saying to you? Ah Qing is idle at home and Dr. Hong can take care of him, but the soldiers on the border only have a few of you military doctors. If there is a better treatment method, every year
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