The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1042 - 1042 502 Sister Control (Second Update)

Chapter 1042: 502 Sister Control (Second Update) Chapter 1042: 502 Sister Control (Second Update) However, Hu Dongqiang still lowered his voice and whispered, “Is Commander your brother for real, Doctor Gu?”

Gu Changqing suddenly perked up his ears!

Gu Jiao nodded, “Hmm, yes.”

Seeing as he had saved her little bonus, she decided to let him be her brother for a day.

The corners of Gu Changqing’s lips unconsciously curled up, and he stood even straighter.

Gu Jiao chatted with Hu Dongqiang for a while, mainly inquiring about the situation in the wounded soldiers’ camp. From Hu Dongqiang, Gu Jiao learned that Gu Changqing had actually brought a medical team of over a hundred people from the Capital City, including court medical officers and doctors conscripted from the general populace.

Doctor Song and Doctor Lu from the Miaoshou Hall had also come.

The doctors from the populace were managed and allocated by Doctor Song.

“Doctor Song is as good at this as you are!” Hu Dongqiang said with undisguised pride. This praise seemed to be for Doctor Song, but it was actually an indirect compliment to Gu Jiao. He was now a subordinate of Doctor Gu, and he was proud of her excellence!

It was just that he had not read much and could not find any words other than praise.

Doctor Song, to be precise, all the doctors from Miaoshou Hall, had inherited Gu Jiao’s style of doing things: orderly and methodical.

Although the number of wounded soldiers was great and the medical team was somewhat insufficient, there was no panic or chaos. The patients’ emotions were very well managed. This was due not only to military discipline but also to the efforts of Doctor Song and the entire medical team.

After Hu Dongqiang left, Gu Jiao looked at Gu Changqing appreciatively, “How did you think of putting together such a big medical team?”

“It wasn’t my idea,” said Gu Changqing.

The battlefield was a dangerous place. Court medical officers were duty-bound, but the doctors from the populace were civilians, and Gu Changqing would not easily conscript them.

However, the second owner of a medical hall approached Gu Changqing, offering to send several doctors north with him, with the medical hall itself taking care of the medical supplies and provisions.

Somehow, this news spread. In the face of national crisis, the people showed their brave and righteous spirit, and many medical halls reached out to the court.

Both the emperor and the Empress Dowager found the proposal feasible. From the populace, they selected a group of doctors who were strong, able to endure long journeys and the harsh cold of the borders.

“There’s something else,” Gu Changqing said.

“What is it?” asked Gu Jiao.

“The Lin Family from Youzhou has donated a hundred thousand taels of gold for the defense of the frontier,” Gu Changqing informed her.

It was Lin Chengye’s family.

Originally, Mr. Lin only planned to donate fifty thousand taels of gold, but Lin Chengye rushed back and wept and wheedled at his father’s feet, claiming that if the court had no silver to fight the war, his little master would starve to death at the border.

Whether Mr. Lin was persuaded by his son or was impressed by the potential future of Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang was unknown.

After donating a pagoda building to the Guozijian, he once again generously opened his wallet for the frontier.

As they talked, Gu Jiao’s stomach grumbled.

Gu Changqing quickly said, “Wait a moment, I’ll go get you something to eat.”

Gu Changqing left the barracks, and in the moment that the cold wind blew, he had a vague sense that he had forgotten something, but he couldn’t remember what it was at that moment.

A hundred steps away in a certain wounded soldiers’ barracks, Gu Chengfeng lay listlessly on a makeshift bed made of planks.

This barrack housed soldiers transferred from the critical care unit, their conditions mostly stabilized but still needing further observation and treatment.

In the moderately sized barrack, about a dozen such beds were placed, with Gu Chengfeng lying on the innermost side, next to Tang Yueshan.

Tang Yueshan never imagined he would end up in the same barrack as Gu Chengfeng, bizarrely becoming roommates in illness.

One with an arm in a sling and the other with a leg propped up, their situation was quite pitiful indeed.

It was soon time to eat, and the soldiers brought in white porridge and steamed bread. Tang Yueshan’s taste had become so bland that he could almost summon birds with his mouth, and he frowned, “Is there no pickled vegetables?”

He knew that Gu Changqing had brought provisions up north; he didn’t dare to expect meat, but he was sure there would be pickled vegetables.

Doctor Song came over and told Tang Yueshan, “You’ve had stitches in your wound, so your diet needs to be bland.”

It was the tone of a doctor addressing a patient, very serious, with no room for negotiation.

Tang Yueshan’s face darkened, and his powerful aura of a marshal erupted, “Who gave you the guts to talk to me like that!”

Doctor Song was not intimidated by authority and replied firmly, “Doctor Gu. She said if the patients don’t cooperate, to call her to give them two injections.”

Tang Yueshan’s bluster deflated instantly!

On the other hand, his little ward mate Gu Chengfeng didn’t have much of an appetite either. He wasn’t put off by the bland food; he was contemplating how he should face his elder brother.

The fact that he knew martial arts seemed never to have been mentioned by his grandfather to his brother.

Even if it had been mentioned, his grandfather did not know the true extent of his skills, thinking he only knew some mediocre moves that weren’t presentable.

Going north under these circumstances definitely made his brother worry to death, not to mention angry.

But, on the other hand, his performance during his time at the border shouldn’t have been too bad, right?

How ferociously he fought on the battlefield was witnessed by the defenders, and his brother saw it too.

Would his brother begin to see him in a new light?

“Little brother, I underestimated you in the past. It turns out you are so capable, and I am proud of you.”

Thinking that his brother would soon praise him like that, Gu Chengfeng couldn’t help but smirk foolishly.

Tang Yueshan, eating his steamed bread and sipping his thin porridge, turned his head and saw Gu Chengfeng shaking with silent laughter and blushing, which startled him so much that the bread in his hand almost dropped!

Gu Chengfeng started looking forward to his elder brother’s arrival.

Yet he waited from noon to afternoon, from afternoon to evening, and his elder brother still did not appear!

His brother must be too busy!

Yuegu City had just experienced a battle; there must be a lot of things to deal with!

His brother surely was too busy to come and see him!

Gu Changqing, who was supposedly too busy to touch the ground, had already delegated tasks orderly.

At that moment, he sat quietly in his barracks, listening to a subordinate report on the movements of Chen country’s army while he repaired the little flowers on Gu Jiao’s Red-Tasseled Spear.