It's true that the purpose is impure.

When Xu Yi saw the people sent by the Longyou march road, he knew that they were all playing in the Stories from a Chinese Studio... they were all old foxes.

There are so many familiar faces. The governor's mansion and the chief's mansion seem to have found many familiar faces, including the Captain Shen who had stuck his balls last time...~

You have Zhang Liang's plan, I have had a wall ladder... That's right? Maybe that's what it means.

Trauma First Aid, is that a subject, does it know?

What subject is simple?

Although Xu Yi was not a good student before, he only learned the basics, it should be easy to deal with this.

Xu Yi felt very down. Facing a thousand years ago, he, a poor student, was also a master.

Well, this is to pull a penny and benefit the world? Hehe!

It's just that writing is too tiring...

"What is this?"

"Transport, transport."

"What about this?"

"Creation, the trauma...how many do you mean?"

Xu Qing accompanied Xu Yi, and even though he was confused, he could only be confused.

Ling Fengzi was different. He turned around and saw that there were too many words he didn't recognize.

This is to teach those soldiers who are stupid and don’t know a few words at all. If you look at Xu Yi’s writing, you won’t even say it ugly, and you will also omit your strokes everywhere.

This... is a shame to Gongming Palace!

As for Xu Yi, he is so shameless that no one cares about losing it.

"It's so uncomfortable? Why don't you come?"

"I don't understand."

"Can you copy it? Ask me if you don't know anything!"

Xu Yi's expression, attitude, and awesomeness seemed to Ling Fengzi just illiterate.

Ling Fengzi was frustrated and had to bear it. He just looked at Xu Qing for a few more times: Did you see it? This is your head of the family.

Xu Qingte is proud. The head of the family is doing this: it is to ask you for help, and that is what you are asking for!

After copying the entire text, Xu Qing felt that Ling Fengzi was not at all at all.

Xu Yi racked his brains, held back his memories, and tried his best to systematically and hierarchically...~ Avoid debridement and suture techniques and bone correction techniques, and it is not so easy to explain to the governor's office.

Xu Yi wrote down the basic knowledge of trauma first aid, basic skills of pre-hospital first aid for accidental injuries, etc., and I don’t know how many words it was, but I wrote it for three days anyway.

Xu Qing, Xu Feng and Xu Yun accompanied him for three days and Ling Fengzi copied and wrote for three days.

And the one who really shocked and benefited was Ling Fengzi.

This is the inheritance of the sore family of Sun Zhenren?

"Brother Yi, should you discuss with the abbot?"

After all, this is Xu Yi's. Even if Ling Fengzi is reluctant to give up, he really doesn't know how to interfere.

This is the essence of the abortion family, and it is also a bargaining chip for Xu Yibo to gain fame.

Xu Yi cannot deny it.

Indeed, when I recalled, I didn’t step on the brakes and accidentally leaked too much knowledge.

The basic knowledge of trauma first aid is to stop bleeding, bandage, fix, and transport. However, Xu Yi recalled a little deeper... mainly because he was too lazy to make trouble like this anymore. It was not only to recall the knowledge he learned, but also to translate it into the current language, which was too brain-burning.

If you really master what Xu Yi wrote, it would be absolutely fine if you can become a master of the acer in this world, and you can eat and drink without worrying about food and drink.

Xu Yizhen didn't think that he was so talented, or even a talented person, especially Xuan Chengzi looked admiring. It felt a bit comfortable to bite ice cream on a hot day.

"Brother Yi, are you really going to teach like this?"

"The ancestor decided to do it. The main reason is that I am lazy and ugly, so I don't want to think about it again. However, the boy thought that I had to take out some useful information, otherwise I would not be able to explain to the governor's mansion."

"In addition, one thing cannot be ignored. The people sent by the governor's mansion this time include personal guards and newly recruited soldiers. These people may be divided into prefectures belonging to Dasheng..."

There are many students all over the world. Xu Yi thought, this should be pretty good, right?

People laugh at me for being too crazy, I laugh at me for not seeing far... Isn't the original work like this? Xu Yi really feels a bit masterful.

Are you thinking too much? I really think that two apprentices with trauma can keep seeds in the entire Dasheng Army?

It's really possible!

Living on the battlefield is more memorable than daily life.

Xuancheng still saw it.

"Ling Feng, you and others excerpted it into a book and sent it to the governor's office for review. It is sure to satisfy the governor's office. The original manuscript is top secret of Gongming Palace, and it is not allowed to be dealt with without authorization except Xu Yi's descendants."

"In addition, the original centralized teaching was abolished by you and others, and all the narratives were done by Yi Geer. Yi Geer, don't shirk this matter!"

As a teacher, Xu Yi has thought about it...but I am only twelve years old.

A little brat stood on the podium and gave lectures to a group of big men with a duck's voice that was in the voice change period... Think about it, think about it again, the scene was too charming, but it should be quite successful.

"Brother Yi, if you are taught by you and inherited by you, you will have the title of your successor. Even if you die, this will not be changed at all."

Xu Yi understood what Xuancheng said, he was not hesitating, but imagining the charm of the scene and fascinating.

"Uncle Qing, is there any black paint in the hall?"

Now Xu Qing is already the role of Xu Yichangsui, and he is also the housekeeper of Xu Yi's mansion in the future... He thinks quite far away, but he is not too ambitious and has a foundation.

"Yes. It is useful to repair the meditation room, and there are reserves in the hall."

Just have it. Xu Yi has seen it. There is no blackboard in Gongming Palace. He doesn’t know if there is a blackboard in this private school in Dasheng Dynasty.

However, if necessary, it must be done.

This is not a good art, and Xu Yi is reluctant to let it go.

A big blackboard, a whole wooden board... Xu Yi felt sorry for this thing, such a complete wooden board... If this is made into a coffin, it would not be the one that is known as a single board, but a real single board, which would cost a lot of money.

His father and his mother... ~ Well, he was buried by Ling Fengzi and the people from Gongming Palace.

The blackboard is about the same height as Xu Yi, and he uses gypsum blocks as chalk. The time is tight and the task is heavy, so there is no time to show off and make chalk.

In fact, Xu Yi didn't know how to do it. This was left to Gongming Palace.

The largest meditation room in Gongming Hall is the place where you usually preach. At this time, there were thirty or fifty people sitting on the ground, waiting for the teacher to teach...

When Xu Yi entered the door, he stood in front of the blackboard. When he looked at the moment when the blackboard was not high, the entire Zen room was bombarded, and it was in chaos.

"What did you tell us? Have you ever seen blood? The hair hasn't grown yet?"

"Bang...puff..."

Xu Yi was prepared for laughing in class, but he never thought that the captain named Shen actually made a move.

He kicked the one who was damaged by the mouth away with one kick. Just like him before, he flew out and let out a mouthful of blood...

Xu Yi was extremely suspicious that the man surnamed Shen was not for him to stand up, but felt that he had suffered, and others should have suffered.

"Who dares to be disrespectful to Mr. Xu? I will pass this level of Shentu first!"

"Me too!"

"Go past my level first!"

A dozen people stood up, well, they were all from the Chief Secretary’s Mansion and the Chief Secretary’s Mansion.

It was touching, and Xu Yi was almost moved, just like being bullied and having an older brother at home.

"That... is injured? Send it back, don't delay your medical treatment."

Xu Yi waved his hand, just like driving away flies.

Originally, I was just a shit boy. If I couldn’t be too careful to keep the scene in a hurry, let alone being missed in the future, this lesson would not be easy to continue.
Chapter completed!