A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 253 The Stone Matter

Song Qinghan, in order to show off his skills, and to find Xiaoshi earlier, worked hard as soon as he entered the tent, without saying a word, since these barbarians were already injured and unable to move, he didn't have to worry about the other party messing around. struggle.

Following behind him was the same doctor from yesterday. After seeing his superb surgical skills, he finally couldn't help asking during his break: "My lord, is this your ancestral medical skill?"

Song Qinghan paused, looked at the scalpel reflecting the silver light in his hand, and told the truth for the first time: "No, it's the joint achievement of many people, I'm just asking for a coincidence."

This is a barbarian, he doesn't have to worry about others investigating his background, because even if he investigates, he won't find anything suspicious.

After listening to Song Qinghan's words, the man nodded half-understanding, and continued to ask: "Then... Sir, do you want to accept disciples?"

Song Qinghan doesn't mind having one more apprentice, but he minds giving up his only advantage to others now, so he just said: "You can learn as much as you can, it's useless to talk too much about it, unless you do it yourself .”

Seeing that Song Qinghan's tone was a little alienated, that person probably realized that his question was inappropriate, so he pursed his lips and didn't speak again.

Just when Song Qinghan was performing the last operation, the tent was lifted up suddenly, he frowned, and said coldly: "Didn't I say not to let people in..."

When he saw Merck appearing with a small stone in his arms, he paused, lowered his head and continued the movement of his hands, and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

Merck saw that he was doing it seriously, and although he didn't want to speak, he still said: "Your son was frightened just now, and now he seems to have passed out. It's better to let others see it than to let you see it, so I brought him here."

Hearing this sentence, Song Qinghan's pupils shrank, and he almost immediately stood up to look at the little stone, but when he saw the wound in front of him, he finally gritted his teeth and held back, turned his head and said to the person behind him: "You help the little stone first. Take Shitou's pulse to see what's going on with him, tell him everything, and I'll go right away."

Seeing that he finally had a place to use, the man nodded quickly, stepped forward to salute Merck, carefully stretched out his hand to grasp Xiaoshi's wrist, and frowned to feel it.

Merck seemed a little puzzled that Song Qinghan didn't come to see Xiaoshi immediately, but when he saw his fast-moving hands, he probably understood something, and a thought flashed in his eyes.

The life of one's own son is life, and the life of others is also life, but there are not many people in the world who can treat the two fairly.

Just as Song Qinghan was finishing the work, the doctor who took the pulse finally spoke.

"The pulse condition is weak and the spleen and stomach are damaged. It seems that I have just been frightened. I need to take care of it for a while."

Song Qinghan wiped his hands clean, stepped forward and hugged Xiao Shitou in his arms, looking at his pale face, couldn't help but feel distressed.

Wu Dahu's injury has not healed yet, and the little stone fell down again. He wanted to suspect that this year is his birth year, but even if it is the birth year, it is he who should be unlucky, not the people around him.

"Is there a kitchen? I want to cook something for him."

Merck was watching Song Qinghan fascinated, when he suddenly heard his words, he was shocked, nodded and said: "Yes, you can use it as you like."

Song Qinghan was about to take a step, paused, and suddenly said: "I want to take Xiao Shitou to live with Wu Dahu for a few days, is that okay? Otherwise, I have to take care of both sides, and I really can't run away."

Hearing his request, Merck's eyes flashed with hesitation. When he saw the calm look on his face, he didn't know what to think, and subconsciously said: "Yes, three days."

Three days' effort is enough to stabilize Wu Dahu's condition. As for Xiao Shitou, as long as he wakes up, the most important thing is to be frightened and faint.

After Song Qinghan got a satisfactory answer, he tightly held Xiaoshishi's hand and stepped out of the tent.

It was only when he was about to walk to the kitchen that he remembered something, and suddenly asked the person who led him: "Do you know how the little stone is scared?"

The man didn't seem to expect that Song Qinghan would take the initiative to talk to him, so when he heard Song Qinghan's voice, his body trembled visibly.

After he understood what Song Qinghan was asking, he became even more disturbed, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a complete word.

This kind of matter involving Wu Tan and Merk's level, if the person involved doesn't say it, how dare he, a little guy, dare to talk about it?

Song Qinghan saw something from his nervousness and uneasiness, narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it man-made?"

The man didn't speak, Song Qinghan took this as a default, and began to think carefully along this line of thought.

What he told the man was to ride a horse with a small stone for a few laps. If it was an ordinary child, it would not be strange to be frightened when riding a horse for the first time, but the horse that Su San led by Xiaoshi before was better than the horse he rode. There are even more horses, so if Xiaoshi was frightened by the usual way of riding a horse, he would not believe it.

Could it be that Merck did it?Maybe he had a whim, and after seeing the little stone, he asked the man to take the little stone with him?

Thinking of this, he suddenly asked: "Your lord, does he like galloping horses? Is his horsemanship very good? Can he do all kinds of difficult movements?"

The man froze for a moment, with a look of confusion in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why Song Qinghan asked this.

But since the question wasn't taboo, he answered quickly.

"Although our lord's equestrian skills are good, he doesn't like to do those fancy moves. Therefore, in the horse racing festivals in previous years, Princess Utan took the place of the lord."

Utan?Song Qinghan's heart moved, and after catching this word, something flashed in his mind, with a sneer on his lips, he said to himself: "So it's him..."

If it was the little stone that Wu Tan scared, then everything would make sense.

Why would Merck come to him in person, and even agree to his somewhat rude request?It's all because Merck knew he was wrong, so he tried to compensate him in a different way.

After all, he could only grit his teeth and admit it. Even if he knew that Wu Tan did it, he might not be able to wait for that apology. Who let him live under the fence now?

Song Qinghan's eyes darkened, he gently touched the back of Xiao Shishi's head, took the kitchen utensils, and silently helped him cook the shock-reducing tonic.

After he finished cooking, he just brought Xiaoshitou into Wu Dahu's tent, Xiaoshitou opened his eyes, and after seeing his face, he burst into tears and rubbed his head against his arms, intermittently Authentic: "Father! Father! Scared! Bad guys!"