Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

In the face of those injured, Jing Wan no longer had the mood of yesterday that was unclear, appeared to be more calm, even if he could not do it himself, but it was possible to calm people's hearts and minds in due course.

It can be said that there is a high degree of agreement with his husband on certain things. Jing Wan feels that he can do something more. Those who have experienced war and are even on the verge of dying are better able to conduct a psychological evacuation. However, it is clear that Jing Wan is not good at this, and may be able to train some of these people first - although there is no systematic learning path, the earliest psychologists may have explored them themselves - to complete this cause at a later stage.

Psychological guidance cannot be, it is possible to allow these people to relax mentally appropriately.

Of course, not only that, but they can also be infused with the idea of "loyalty to the country”, along with some soup of soul and chicken. Well, let's start with the unusual “condolence show."

At the moment, what can be moved to the stage for people to see, that's all, it's suitable to show up here, that's even less, so to say, you have to flip out some new ideas from it, Jing Wan feels that you can write some positive upward and brainwashing picture books, and then let people change into plays to move to the stage, in short, give them hope, give them courage, let them live well now, let them strive to protect their family and defend their country in the future.

After a lap, Jing Wan decided to go back and write it. This kind of thing should be easy to write about.

Jing Wan was brewing as she walked, inadvertently raised her head and swept to the entrance of the alley in front of her. One person was watching them. After just seeing Jing Wan look past, she backed away. She didn't see any panic, let alone sneak, and the distance was a little far away. Jingdan didn't see the other person's face, so she didn't worry about it. After all, there were often not a few people here, and there was no shortage of people hiding to see them.

Yang Wan continued forward, paused at one fork, and turned in another direction.

Those who followed her did not ask, but followed quietly and upheld their duties.

Even if Gong Jiu is willing to teach each other, it is not acceptable to every doctor. However, Gong Jiu's skills are still the purest after the Great War. Therefore, he has been the busiest since yesterday and still seems to have not rested.

You know, even the simplest wound stitching, there are a few things to be aware of.

However, Jing Wan had never entered Gong Jiu's “operating room”. If he did, he would know that what Gong Jiu did was not just stitched up. His guts and certain ideas were very bold.

Although I'm a little worried about Gong Jiu's body, Jing Wan just stood outside and never went in to interrupt.

After seeing him for a long time, I didn't think of going anywhere else. I just left someone behind and let Gong Jiu go back to rest. Rest is bad, and the impact on people is very great. Even if you know that Gong Jiu used to be a guard, after special training, even if you survive a few days and nights, you probably won't make any mistakes, but that doesn't mean there's no problem.

Gong Jiu stayed here to help on her orders, and Gong Jiu was unusually important to his own husband. Therefore, there must be no flash.

When I went back, I didn't see Li Hongyuan. For this, Jing Wan was not surprised.

I went straight to the study because I already had a vision, drawing on some of the stories of my previous life, adapting them, and adding something that matches the background and history on this side, writing the pen, not slowly.

The more I write, the more I seem to be inspired, like, I can't stop at all.

So when Li Hongyuan came back, he saw some similar scenes again. There was no silent look this time, but the first time it shook Jing Wan.

Yang Wan looked up at him and said, "Are you back?” Then he lowered his head, brushed over a dozen words, stopped writing, picked up the paper and blew it, "Ah Yuan, see what happens?” Some donated a pile of paper to Li Hongyuan.

Li Hongyuan flipped open and listened to Jing Wan's vision. Looking at the stories written on paper, in the eyes of people like Li Hongyuan, they are simply ignorant people, but to show them to ordinary soldiers is something else entirely.

Li Hongyuan had to admit, if these things were seen by the soldiers, the awareness to throw their heads in the bloodbath had risen at least a few times, because those people were all ordinary people after all, they couldn't read, they didn't know much, they didn't understand much sense, they could easily be led, “Wanwan once, those in charge, should have a set of heart for the buyer? ”

Yang Wan slapped him softly, “What are you talking about? ”

Li Hongyuan smiled without saying a word, the topic was stopped. “Hurry up and whip a letter, send it back to the capital, and let all their Imperial Theatre crew come. ”

“There are theater crews in this city, too. Why are you so close? ”

“Because the king wants to see the opera and listen to the songs, the theater team here can't meet the king's demands, why is it wrong?” Li Hongyuan laughed unclearly.

In a flash, Jing Wan understood, "So, this man, he can take advantage of everything."