When facing the wounded again, Jingwan no longer had the indescribable emotions she had yesterday. She appeared more calm and composed. Even if she could not do anything personally, she could still comfort people at the appropriate time.
It could be said that she had reached a high level of agreement with her husband on some matters. Jingwan felt that she could still do something. It was better to have psychological counseling for people who had experienced war and even been on the verge of death. However, it was obvious that Jingwan was not good at it. Perhaps she could cultivate some such people first. Although there was no systematic way to learn it, the earliest psychologists probably figured it out by themselves. She could let them complete this career in the future.
Psychological counseling could not be done, but it was still possible to let these people relax in a proper way.
Of course, it was not only that. She could also instill some ideas of "loyalty to the country" in them, and at the same time, give them some chicken soup for the soul or something. Then, she would carry out an unusual "sympathy performance" first.
At present, there were only a few things that could be put on the stage for people to see. There were even fewer things that were suitable to appear here. Therefore, she had to find some new tricks. Jingwan felt that she could write some positive and brainwashing picture books, and then let people change it into operas and put it on the stage. In short, she wanted to give them hope and courage, let them live well now, and let them risk their lives to protect their family and country in the future.
After walking around for a while, Jingwan decided to go back and write. She should be able to write a lot of this kind of thing.
Jingwan was thinking as she walked. She inadvertently looked up and glanced at the entrance of the alley in front of her. Someone was looking at them, but after seeing Jingwan look over, he stepped back. He did not panic, nor was he sneaky. The distance was a little far, so Jing Dan did not see the other person's face clearly. Therefore, she did not take it to heart. After all, there were many people coming and going here, and there was no lack of people who secretly looked at them.
Jingwan continued to walk forward. At a fork in the road, she paused and turned in another direction.
The person beside her did not ask. He just followed quietly and kept to his duty.
There were not many people who knew how to suture now. Even if Gong Jiu was willing to teach them, not every doctor could accept it. Compared to other people, Gong Jiu's skills were still the most pure. Therefore, after the war, he was also the busiest. It seemed that he had not rested since yesterday.
Even if it was just the simplest suture of a wound, there were many things that needed attention.
However, Jingwan did not enter Gong Jiu's "operating room". If she did, she would know that Gong Jiu did not just suture. His courage and some of his ideas were very bold.
Although she was a little worried about Gong Jiu's health, Jingwan just stood outside and did not go in to disturb him.
Seeing that Gong Jiu hadn't come out for a long time, he didn't want to go anywhere else for a while. He only left someone to wait for Gong Jiu to come out and let him go back to rest. Not having a good rest would have a great impact on a person. Even if she knew that Gong Jiu used to be a secret guard and had undergone special training, even if he stayed up for a few days and nights, he would probably not make any mistakes. However, it did not mean that there would be no problems.
Gong Jiu was only here to help because of her orders. Gong Jiu was extremely important to the prince's residence and her husband. Therefore, nothing could happen to him.
When she went back, she did not see Li Hongyuan. Regarding this, Jingwan was not surprised.
She went directly to the study because she already had an idea. She borrowed some stories from her previous life and adapted them. Then, she added things that matched the background and history of this world. She picked up the brush and started writing. Her speed was not slow.
The more she wrote, the more inspiration she seemed to have. It was as if she could not stop at all.
Therefore, when Li Hongyuan came back, he saw a similar scene again. This time, he did not look at her quietly. Instead, he alerted Jingwan at once.
Jingwan looked up at him. "You're back?" Then, she lowered her head and wrote more than ten words. She stopped writing, picked up the paper and blew on it. "Ah Yuan, take a look. What do you think?" She handed a stack of paper to Li Hongyuan as if she was presenting a treasure.
Li Hongyuan flipped open the paper while listening to Jingwan's idea. Looking at the story written on the paper, in the eyes of people like Li Hongyuan, it was simply a bluff. However, if the ordinary soldiers were to read it, it would be a completely different matter.
Li Hongyuan had to admit that if these things were read by the soldiers, their blood-boiling awareness would soar at least several times. After all, those people were ordinary people. They were illiterate and did not know any great principles. They were easily led by others. "Wan Wan, in the past, those in power should be very good at buying people's hearts, right?"
Jingwan spat softly at him. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Li Hongyuan smiled but did not say anything. The topic ended there. "Hurry up and write a letter to the capital. Ask the prince's opera troupe to come over."
"There are opera troupes in the capital as well. Why do you want to go to the farthest place?"
"Because I want to watch a play and listen to music. The opera troupe here can't meet my requirements. What's wrong with that?" Li Hongyuan smiled ambiguously.
In an instant, Jingwan understood. Tsk. That was why this man was able to make use of everything reasonably.
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