I [Imperial] Am This Type of Man

The town was temporarily taken over, but people were still a little upset.

It seems that the Free Army has a charter in management. Order has been restored in such a short period of time, and shops have opened their doors.

Ji Jinrong talked with the merchant hawkers all the way.

Bought many necessities.

Caroline saw Ji Jinrong's bargaining style, and even more admired Ji Jinrong. She spontaneously took the task of getting things, and walked back with her "loot".

Most were bought for her and Robert.

After buying a circle around the city, Ji Jinrong asked Caroline to take things back.

He said: "It will be spring soon, the weather is very humid, and Grandpa's leg disease may return. I went to the drug store to find some medicine for him."

Caroline nodded.

Ji Jinrong watched Caroline walk back and turned to the drugstore on the other street.

The drugstore is lively.

Many mercenaries were there to administer their wounds.

If Ji Jinrong is an ordinary nobleman, she will definitely be scared by this scene. Each mercenary has a variety of wounds, some have thick mouths, some almost penetrate the body, and the air is permeated with blood, pus, and herbs.

Ji Jinrong hated her keen sense of smell. His entire nasal cavity was stuffed with a variety of breaths, and he could even tell from the smell of blood what weapon was hurt by the other side.

Ji Jinrong frowned.

The conditions of the drug store are too simple, and many very deep wounds are simply bandaged. As a result, some of the wounded have already developed fever symptoms, and the wounds have become more numerous. Let's look at everyone's battle suits are worn out, and their feet are squeezed out of the broken boots, exposing scary blood bubbles on the feet.

It's not that Ji Jinrong has never seen such a scene.

It was only then that he was a heavenly destiny and could change many things easily.

He is not now.

Now he is just an ordinary fugitive. He signed a contract with those of the Free Army to protect himself and became an ordinary cook who cooks for one of their generals. What can a chef do? It's amazing to be able to survive in this troubled world.

But if he was allowed to do nothing and watched so many people suffer, he would never do it.

These people are not his people.

But these people, like him, are the rootless duckweed in this troubled world.

These people desperately want to survive the little bit of thought in their hearts, hoping to see the day when darkness ends.

This is not his time.

But the suffering of these people made him very uncomfortable.

Xing, people suffer; death, people suffer.

Ji Jinrong walked straight into the medicine shop, distinguishing the breath of various medicinal materials. Every doctor and apprentice was so busy that he didn't have time to ignore him. Ji Jinrong watched for a while and stepped forward to take over the work of a tired apprentice.

The apprentice only smiled at him when he was new and sat aside to rest. Not long after, another doctor called the apprentice over again and asked him to start working quickly.

Ji Jinrong naturally gave the doctor a shot.

The doctor looks very young, about thirty-two or three, with a gentle temperament, like a scholar. Seeing Ji Jinrong's flexible hands and feet, he could even cooperate with him to make a simple wound suture, the other side said in surprise: "How long have you been here?"

Ji Jinrong said vaguely: "Soon." He looked at the stitched mercenary with admiration, "You are so terrific, you can bear such pain!"

The doctor nodded.

The mercenary had grinned in pain. Hearing Ji Jinrong and the doctor, he hummed. He said with pain, "What's the pain! I tell you, my arm," he raised his hand and shone brightly at Ji Jinrong. "My arm was almost given by the wolf. Bite it down-it's not easy to do it now! My mother said, I am a lucky man! "

Ji Jinrong said, "Of course."

The doctor had no problem seeing the mercenaries and called Ji Jinrong to deal with another patient. It took three hours before they could deal with all the wounded. The doctor looked up to see Ji Jinrong's nose sweating, and he pulled out a handkerchief and handed it over: "Look at the sweat on your forehead, wipe it."

Ji Jinrong did not refuse, and as a result the handkerchief wiped off the sweat on his face. Seeing that it was too late, Ji Jinrong said to the doctor, "I will go back first."

The doctor looked at Ji Jinrong in surprise.

Ji Jinrong smiled, "I'm not an apprentice here, I just want to buy some medicine. I'm not malicious, I just see you guys can't get busy ..."

Ji Jinrong tried his best to help one afternoon, and the doctor certainly didn't think he was malicious. "I'm surprised, you're not even an apprentice, but you're so skilled."

Ji Jinrong said: "Probably because I often handle ingredients." If he treats the wound as a usual piece of meat, he can easily figure out how to get the needle.

Doctors:"……"

The doctor said, "Anyway, thank you for your help today. My name is Ryan, how about you?"

Ji Jinrong said, "Just call me Jin."

Dr. Ryan said, "Your name sounds a little weird. It sounds like a name used by Eastern talents."

Ji Jinrong laughed: "My parents love the East, so they gave me such a name." He asked Dr. Laian for medicine to relieve leg pain, and said to Dr. Laian, "I can come here from now on. Help? "

Dr. Laian stared at Ji Jinrong's pretty face, feeling that the boy was really kind and beautiful. He welcomed with pleasure: "Of course! This is the luck of the wounded, and I thank you for them."

Ji Jinrong took the medicine that Dr. Laian had packed for himself and returned to Arthurs' house.

Caroline had been waiting for him at the back door, and when he saw him back, a heart returned.

She was a little angry: "Brother, why are you going so long?"

auzw.com Ji Jinrong knows that Caroline directly questioned her because she already considered herself a brother.

Ji Jinrong hugged Caroline with a smile, and said, "I'm sorry to worry you." He said what he saw in the drugstore. Although Caroline likes to run around, she hasn't seen too many tragic things, and she felt uncomfortable after hearing what Jin Jinrong said.

Caroline said, "Will you go with me and my brother later?"

Ji Jinrong shaved her nose and smiled ridiculously, "You can't do it."

Caroline was not convinced: "Why!"

Ji Jinrong said: "Handling a wound is not as simple as chopping vegetables. The whole process is very cumbersome and very meticulous. It really will be difficult for you to learn this."

Caroline had to admit that Ji Jinrong was right.

I do n’t know why, it was only two days before Ji Jinrong woke up. Before that, they had not had many opportunities to contact her. However, she had an inexplicable close relationship with Ji Jinrong—of course, only for these two days. She hated nobles before!

Ji Jinrong said: "The port we passed today is very good, you can go and see more. Sailors and adventurers there have been to many places by boat, and you can definitely hear a lot of interesting things from their mouths." He hoped, "You go to deal with others, and you can come back and talk to me and grandpa about any interesting things."

Caroline was very impressed by Ji Jinrong, but felt that this would not work. She pinched her lips: "Will I not be able to help?"

Ji Jinrong has always been patient with people who have been included in the ranks of "yourself."

He asked, "Do you think your eyes matter to you?"

Caroline said: "Of course it matters!"

Ji Jinrong asked, "Is your ear important to you?"

Caroline said: "That's worth saying, it's also important!"

Ji Jinrong smiled: "That's not right. I can't divide it into many. There is only one thing I can see and hear. There is no way to judge well what to do in the future. If you can When my ears, my eyes, there is so much I can know-so how can you say you can't help? "

Caroline was convinced by Ji Jinrong.

She felt that her responsibility was very important: "Brother, don't worry, I will help you listen to the news!"

Ji Jinrong patted Caroline's shoulder: "You go to the kitchen and cut the vegetables, and I put the herbs back into the room and then pass."

Caroline was waiting for Ji Jinrong to come back, nodded her head and ran to the kitchen.

Ji Jinrong stood in place with the medicine in hand. When Caroline walked away, he looked up to the side: "Master Arthur, do you have a tendency to eavesdrop on others?"

Arthurs didn't get mad.

He looked at Ji Jinrong, who was not humble.

After being sent to the kitchen by Moore, the guy kept hiding. His words and deeds revealed the calmness and calmness of the poor and the slaves.

Arthur's teacher taught him this way: "The true nobility is not relying on your identity and power to pose high and airy, but to maintain your own no matter what the environment is. Sincerity. A truly noble person can be friends with the emperor and slaves, and he will not do anything to make his friends feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. "

Arthurs has seen many nobles and many heroes who came out of the mud, but he has never met anyone who fits his teacher's statement.

Strangely enough, the downcast aristocrat who has been reduced to fugitives clearly has a similar feeling to him.

Even more strangely, this feeling made his heart almost stop several times.

Every time he saw the boy, a complex feeling of uneasiness and confusion mixed in his heart--

This complicated feeling even made him do his most shameless thing, standing in the dark and listening to the conversation between Ji Jinrong and Caroline.

I have to say that Ji Jinrong is very confusing. Just now Ji Jinrong's words almost convinced him. But looking back, this guy is obviously letting his sister play-what can a half-big girl dressed as a boy ask about!

Arthur said with a grimace, "I didn't mean to overhear."

Ji Jinrong smiled: "I know, I know, Lord Arthurs just passing by."

Arthur stared at Ji Jinrong.

Ji Jinrong said, "I'll put my grandpa's medicine back and it's time to prepare dinner for you. I don't know what Master Arthurs would like to eat tonight? Would you like something lighter or stronger?"

A gust of wind blew gently, blowing the smell of Ji Jinrong's body to Arthur's nose.

Arthur did not answer the question: "You have a smell of medicine, stay in the drugstore all afternoon?"

Ji Jinrong froze. He answered honestly, "Yes."

Arthur said, "How's it going?"

Ji Jinrong didn't know what was happening to Arthurs. He said: "The situation is not good. There are a lot of wounds, all of them on weapons. Some wounds are deep and obviously infected, but there is not enough medicine, and Dr. Laian is worried."

"What medicine is needed?" Arthurs said.

Ji Jinrong said some of the missing herbs. When he reacted, he realized that he had followed Arthurs and walked to the other side.

Ji Jinrong said, "Master Arthurs, I'm going to prepare dinner for you ..."

Arthurs said: "This piece is under the control of Moore, but he is too young to be good at these things. Wait for me to call him over and you will tell him what you found and let him deal with it . "

Ji Jinrong: "..."

Ji Jinrong looked at Arthur's serious face, and felt that this Arthur was a little ... a little lacking in mind.

This is to spare no effort to pull him hatred!

Judging from the attitude of the young Master Moore, he didn't think the other party would listen to him well. Even if these things are resolved in the clear, they will be secretly remembered in the heart-maybe they will hate him for this!

Nobody who likes to make himself humiliated in front of his sweetheart, doesn't he?

Not to mention that the young master Moore was only eighteen to nine years old.

All in all, at this moment Ji Jinrong has only two words in his head: to finish.