Chapter 2371

Mo Lingwei got up in a hurry, washed up briefly, and hurried to the infirmary with the medicine box.

Mo Jinlan was ordered to follow behind her and help her.

The camp is full of men, except for her and Mo Lingwei.

Many things are not very convenient.

Mo Lingwei asked the guards to ignite the charcoal fire in the room and light the candles. Without caring so much, she directly ordered Mo Lingwei to follow her command and help with the scalpel and various potions.

A steady stream of wounded patients were carried in, completely surrounding the entire infirmary.

There are not enough military doctors, and everyone is constantly busy.

In Nuo Da's infirmary, guards kept coming in and out.

Instead, Mo Lingwei and Mo Jinlan became the only scenery in the camp.

Two well-dressed women were mixed among a bunch of bloody big men, saving their lives as non-stop as the men.

Especially Mo Lingwei, when the operation was performed, it was fast and good, and the wound was stitched perfectly.

Those silk threads and needles were flying up and down in her hands, and the scalpel was fast and steady when it fell.

The patients around her who had undergone surgery were carried out one by one, and soon some other patients were carried back onto the stretcher in front of her.

Mo Lingwei kept her head down the whole time, like an emotionless working machine, calm and calm.

Some of the wounded by the gunpowder were already bloody and bloody, and the injured area was like a puddle of mud. Looking at it, Mo Jinlan's stomach was churning, and he couldn't help but want to vomit.

She raised her eyes to look at Mo Lingwei who was cutting up carrion for the injured, and had to look away, swallowing hard.

The entire infirmary was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made my lungs uncomfortable.

The operation was carried out from daylight to noon, Mo Jinlan's hungry chest was pressed against his back, his eyes were bright, and he almost fainted.

When Feng Shaojin came out of the conference hall, he casually asked Gu Wei beside him: "Have you had lunch, Young Madam?"

The guard interface: "Young Madam has been in the infirmary. She hasn't even had time to drink her saliva since she woke up in the morning."

"Set the meal." Feng Shaojin left a sentence and strode towards the infirmary.

When we arrived at the door, we heard the military doctor who had finished his meal after his shift was whispering to the guards: "Young Madam is really good at medicine."

"The speed and needle point of this suture are really beyond our reach."

"I heard that the young lady has been a military doctor in the Mohist army for two years, but she is not a lady who only knows how to rouge and pollen."

"It's no wonder the young marshal likes the young lady so much that he doesn't hesitate to bring her into the camp."

"Which one of you can go and have a meal with Young Madam and Second Miss Mo? It's been a long time since she came in. She has bowed her waist and bowed her head the whole time, and she hasn't even drank any saliva."

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Feng Shaojin hurriedly walked, listening to all these in his ears.

Finally, he stood behind Mo Lingwei and ordered two experienced military doctors to temporarily replace Mo Lingwei and Mo Jinlan.

Warm water was brought in front of the two of them, and Mo Lingwei and Mo Jinlan washed their hands.

Mo Lingwei supported her back with her hands, and stood up with difficulty, only feeling dizzy, and her eyes turned black.

Feng Shaojin supported her back, "What's wrong? Did you get dizzy from bending over for too long?"

Mo Lingwei nodded, stood for a while, and after a while, Feng Shaojin helped her to go out.

Looking at Mo Lingwei's back, Mo Jinlan was shocked in her heart, and felt more and more uncomfortable.

The three of them arrived at the hall together, and the food was already on the table.

Gu Wei also sat down with them, reporting and discussing internal affairs with Feng Shaojin while eating...