Chapter 002: Seeking Life in Death

Doctor

Looking at the white garments they wore, especially the hairstyles of a few individuals, Zhu Mingzhong was even more taken aback. That was...! ... That was Han-style attire. How could this be possible!

When this thought emerged in his mind, what Zhu Mingzhong envisioned was not the so-called "predecessors" from online novels who wielded swords and turned the tide to achieve extraordinary feats, but rather the so-called "most tragic time travel in history" discussed on forums

Call ... ...

General, I am Han Chinese, I am Han Chinese!

It must be that the wound has not stopped bleeding

I ... ...

As for killing him... it is akin to killing a chick. With just a slight push forward, one can easily pierce his carotid artery, and then the blood will spurt out like a fountain

Aren't they just refugees? Under the oppression of the Eastern invaders, they have suffered countless hardships! With such compassion in his heart, Xu Yuanda forced himself to stand up.

What do you want to do

Amidst the urgent calls of the crowd, Heizi, holding the captain, shouted at Zhu Mingzhong, who was still lying on the ground

Yes, yes, the little person will go now...

Although they were speaking Hakka, thanks to having learned some Hakka from his roommate, Zhu Mingzhong could barely understand what they were saying

Having adapted to the dim light of the dilapidated temple, Zhu Mingzhong finally discerned that there were a dozen or so individuals standing inside the temple, each wielding weapons. Were these individuals soldiers

Han people

Listening to this person speak in somewhat stiff Hakka dialect

The knife resting against his neck felt extremely cold even in this summer heat; just having it pressed against his neck made him break out in a cold sweat all over his back

Seeing this person in such a state of inconsolable weeping, Xu Yuanda felt a sudden softness in his heart. This person appeared to be a loyal and righteous individual, which reminded him of the admonitions given by Shangguan before the expedition

This will bring him back to the industry he is familiar with, and Zhu Mingzhong is no longer afraid. After all, as a "family doctor" for migrant workers, he has dealt with too many injuries, and he is naturally well-versed in handling such injuries

As Zhu Mingzhong lamented the tragic nature of his fate, he could not help but glance at those who had captured him with his peripheral vision

Although ancient China had the technique of suturing wounds, it was rarely employed by doctors due to various factors such as tradition. These soldiers were even less likely to understand it. Therefore, Zhu Mingzhong hurriedly opened the medical box. Just as he opened the surgical kit and was about to reach for the scissors inside, another burly man with a dark complexion raised his knife, the tip of which pointed directly at Zhu Mingzhong

Doctor, that's right, I am a doctor

Zhu Mingzhong felt somewhat fortunate that he had thought of developing in Fujian and had learned Hakka for a period of time with his roommate. Although he had mostly forgotten it by now, when it came to matters of life and death, the Hakka he had nearly returned to his roommate suddenly came rushing back to him

Raising his head, he looked at the person standing in front of him, noticing a patch of blood red on the white garment around his abdomen. With tears streaming down his face, Zhu Mingzhong hurriedly said in a distressed voice

However, their attire looks quite peculiar in every way

The blade is sharp, and with the slightest movement, a sting is felt on the skin, which is also cold; that cold edge seems capable of freezing the blood throughout his body, leaving him feeling chilled to the bone. Even more terrifying is the faint scent of blood emanating from the blade.

This is Liaodong

Captain, I see that this person is dressed strangely; he must be a spy from the Eastern invaders

Then, who is that old man driving the ox cart

My life is at an end

Indeed, that is merely the jest of online acquaintances, yet the smell of blood on this knife unmistakably conveys to him—this knife has seen blood and has taken lives

Elder brother

However, to the eyes of others, this appearance seems to be the result of deep, heart-wrenching pain, which is why such a heart-rending cry can be heard

This general has an unstitched wound, so naturally, I must stitch his wound

When the blade pointed towards him, Zhu Mingzhong once again smelled the strong scent of blood. Compared to the previous knife, the bloodiness of this knife was even more intense, yet he found himself unafraid.

God knows, that tears are caused by the dust flying into the eyes when shouting loudly with one's face towards the ground

Although it seemed like harsh words, Zhu Mingzhong could sense the urgency in the other person's speech, which was merely masked by the harsh tone. Having practiced medicine for many years, Zhu Mingzhong certainly understood the feelings of the "patient's family".

Forcing himself to calm down, Zhu Mingzhong took a deep breath, then pushed the tip of the knife in front of him aside with his finger, and said coldly

Is it possible that the Ming Dynasty has not yet fallen?

Although he felt puzzled, Zhu Mingzhong, who was aware of the imminent danger to his life, hurriedly shouted out loud

Although curious about how he could speak Hakka, Cheng Zhi shored up his body and walked closer to observe the man's head. The hair was barely a few inches long, and looking at the back of his head, it was completely shaved, with only a few inches of hair remaining. He thought of those refugees with their money-tail hairstyles; this hair was clearly newly grown after having been cut off. Among the people under the rule of the Eastern Tartars, those who dared to cut their braids were indeed the righteous people who harbored loyalty to the Ming Dynasty

When a question reached his ears, Zhu Mingzhong heard an angry rebuke coming from behind him

I am a doctor, I am a doctor

Doctor

Before Xu Yuanda could utter a word, he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and collapsed to the ground. As he fell, the scolding voice immediately transformed into urgent calls for help. The people in the dilapidated temple hurriedly rushed to support the fallen Xu Yuanda, lifting him onto the dusty tribute table to lie down.

Knife

Why am I so unlucky?

He discovered the wonderful use of dust, and he even deliberately blew a breath to make his crying more "heartfelt" and more heart-wrenching...

As a doctor, even if he is an unlicensed "folk doctor," he would not find the taste of blood unfamiliar. That faint metallic smell, although somewhat "stale," stimulates Zhu Mingzhong's sense of smell, causing a rapid surge of adrenaline in his body, and his heart beats rapidly and violently!

You, come over and take a look at my captain. If anything happens to the captain, I will surely chop off your head

Captain

It is unclear whether it was due to the excitement of encountering someone from his own circle or the desperate desire to grasp this lifeline to preserve his fragile life, but Zhu Mingzhong, in his cries, even became genuinely emotional—tears streamed down his face!

If you want him to live, then do not disturb me

Is it during the late Ming Dynasty

You traitor, do you take us for fools? These Eastern invaders have donned the attire of our Han people for many years, and you... elder brother!

Zhu Mingzhong quickly got up, carrying his medical kit as he walked over. He first checked the injured person's head and found no fever, which indicated that the wound was not infected, meaning it was not caused by inflammation due to an external injury. He then glanced at the injury on the person's waist, where the bandage was soaked through with blood, which seemed to be continuously seeping.

General, I am Han!

Who are you

The Eastern Lurkers should refer to the Manchus, are they Han people?

The shaver is a refugee

Previously, I clearly saw the money rat tail; how could they still possibly have hair!

Eastern Lurkers

Looking at the short-sleeved white shirt on him, this person appeared quite peculiar. Although he was said to be a refugee, the clothing he wore was indeed very strange.