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Chapter 519 Am I wrong?

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    The army doctors of Jubaoshan Guard are particularly busy today. Not only do they have to deal with the wounded in their headquarters, but they also have to send people to Jin'an Qianhu Station to help.

    Jin An saw that his men were asked to cook cloth, and they were asked to ask for new cloth.

    "Why do you need to cook it?"

    In the past, the way they treated injured people was to apply medicine and then bandage them directly. When did they cook them?

    Jin An couldn't help but went over and asked.

    A doctor was suturing the wounded man's thigh with needle and thread. Hearing this, he said impatiently: "That is disinfection. If it is not disinfected, who knows if there are viruses on those cloths! When the time comes to bandage them, you are trying to save people."  , still want to harm people!"

    The doctor didn¡¯t stop while he was talking, but the guy who was stabbed in the thigh had already taken Ma Fei San, so he couldn¡¯t feel that someone was sewing his body.

    Jin An looked at the needle and thread passing through the skin and flesh, and pulling it from time to time. His teeth suddenly felt sore and his body was numb.

    After suturing the wound, the doctor stood up and smiled at the wounded man who was still under anesthesia: "He will not die, but he will be a good man again soon!"

    Not far away, a doctor had just finished suturing the wounded man's abdomen. He took out a small book with his bloody hands, leaned over the wounded man's ear and asked: "Brother, is there anything unfinished?"  ?"

    The wounded man's body trembled slightly, he half-opened his eyes, and said weakly: "II want to eatpig's trotters, wantthe fat ones"

    "A brother wants to eat pig's trotters. He wants the fat ones!"

    The doctor shouted.

    Jin An was stunned, walked over and asked, "Is he dying? But all the pigs in the camp were killed before."

    The doctor whispered: "He is not alive anymore. According to uncle's rules, we have to fulfill all his wishes that can be fulfilled."

    Jin An said with a confused look on his face: "There are no pigs in the camp. If you go to buy them specifically"

    In Jin An¡¯s view, the most the dying sergeants can do is stare at his pension afterwards and buy a pig specifically for him, which is a bit

    "Uncle!"

    "Uncle"

    Amidst the greetings, Fang Xing came in.

    "Uncle."

    The doctor glanced at Jin An with some dissatisfaction, then pointed to the wounded man whose chest was only rising slightly and said: "Uncle, this brother's organ is broken, and the unfinished business is to eat pig's trotters."

    This sergeant was under Jin An¡¯s command, so Fang Xing looked at him inquiringly.

    Jin An said angrily: "Uncle, there are no pigs in the camp."

    Fang Xing leaned down and said, "Brother, hold on, the pig's trotters will be here soon."

    Turning around, Fang Xing said gloomily: "Go and make pig trotters for him immediately!"

    Jin An reiterated sarcastically: "Uncle, there is no one in the camp"

    "Then go buy it. If you can't buy it, grab it! Go grab it from the Cochin people!"

    Seeing that Fang Xing¡¯s face was ashen, Xiao Dao took the people away without saying a word.

    Jin An stood there, watching Fang Xing go to comfort the wounded one by one. If there were serious injuries, he would stop and comfort them with a gentle voice.

    After Fang Xing came around, Jin An leaned over and prepared to admit his mistake, even if he thought he was right.

    "Uncle, I made a mistake"

    Fang Xing frowned and said, "It's not you who's wrong, but the rules in the military!"

    "These soldiers are fighting for the country, but they are not allowed to eat a pig's foot before leaving. What kind of bullshit rules is this!"

    Fang Xing cursed in a low voice, feeling depressed and went outside.

    "Old Qi, you stay outside and don't allow anyone to come in." Fang Xing entered a room filled with debris.

    When he came out again, he had something more in his hand.

    "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

    Not far away is the kitchen outside. Not long after Fang Xing came out, Xiao Dao came back with someone.

    He took the lead, holding a pig leg that was still bleeding.

    "etc."

    Fang Xing shouted when he saw Xiao Dao preparing to rush into the kitchen.

    The cook in the kitchen almost peeed when he saw Fang Xing. He thought he had spit into the food while making lunch.

    Fang Xing opened the pressure cooker in his hand, cleaned it, and then ordered: "Go and ask that brother what kind of pig's trotters he likes to eat."

    Xiaodao ran away quickly and said a little embarrassed when he came back: "Master, that brother said he wanted to eat boiled food, and he wanted it to be cooked to pieces, but he"??

    Fang Xing didn¡¯t need anyone¡¯s help. He quickly burned the pig¡¯s trotters, washed them and put them into the pot.

    "What's this?"

    The cook couldn't help but feel curious when he saw Fang Xing put the lid on and then added a hat on top.

    "Fire!"

    The flames immediately rose, licking the body of the pot and illuminating Fang Xing's expressionless face.

    I did not mean it¡­¡­

    I definitely didn¡¯t mean it

    Xiaodao saw sweat gradually breaking out on Fang Xing¡¯s face from the side, and his eyes seemed a little

    pain!

    ¡°Chi chi chi¡­¡±

    A burst of hot air rushed out from the top of the pot, and the little hat began to spin rapidly, which scared the cook and almost screamed.

    But Fang didn¡¯t move when he woke up, his eyes were still dull.

    Do you regret it?

    Looking at the soldiers who died because of your tactics, do you regret it?

    "It seemed like a century, it seemed like just a second. Fang Xing raised his hand, looked at the time, and then took the pot down.

    "Water!"

    Cold water was poured on the pot, and after a clicking sound, Fang Xing opened the pot, poked it with chopsticks, and said with satisfaction: "It's well done."

    But in the end, this pig¡¯s trotter failed to catch up with the time.

    Looking at those dull eyes, Fang Xing put the pig's trotters on the ground: "Burn this pig's trotters for him."

    Jin An, who is used to seeing life and death, comforted him: "Uncle, you personally made pig trotters for him. If he knows something underground, he must"

    The next words were blocked by Fang Xing's glance over.

    What kind of look is this?

    Jin An thought it was violence and killing!

    But in the blink of an eye, Fang Xing¡¯s eyes became calm again.

    Back at the Chief Secretary¡¯s Yamen, Zhu Gaoxu was struggling with how to deal with the prisoners.  After seeing Fang Xing, he immediately pushed the matter to him.

    "I can't do such small things, so I'll leave it to you, Fang Xing."

    Zhu Gaoxu patted his butt and left, leaving more than 10,000 prisoners behind for Fang Xing.

    Fang Xing sat on the chair, rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Have all the serious injuries been dealt with?"

    Fang Zheng replied: "Uncle, all the seriously injured people have been treated."

    Zhu Rong felt that Fang Xing's body seemed to have a cold air, so he asked: "Uncle, although the weather is not too hot, it is difficult to store those corpses. Do they need to be buried?"

    "The land in Jiaozhi is fertile, so there is no need to add more nutrients."

    Fang Xing¡¯s tone was calm, but it made people feel chilly.

    "make!"

    Fang Xing¡¯s hand squeezed the armrest with such force that it turned a little white.

    "Build a Beijing view!"

    Fang Xing said coldly in his eyes: "There is no need to divide it into several, just one, and stand on the trail that the scouts discovered today."

    Hiss!

    Fang Zheng and Zhu Rong looked at each other, both secretly admiring Fang Xing's fierceness.

    "A literati is no worse than a martial artist when it comes to ruthlessness!"

    That trail was later confirmed to be frequented by Cochin people. After the corpses of thousands of people were sealed in a large earth bag, it was estimated that no one would dare to walk on that trail again.

    Fang Xing saw that the two of them were a little stunned, so he said calmly: "During the former Song Dynasty, the Li Dynasty also conquered the three states of Yong, Qin and Lian and then massacred the city. I just set up a temple in Beijing, so it won't interfere with anything." (Remember me.  Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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