The Prime Ministerap

Being a military doctor in the 21st century, he was attacked by enemy shelling while treating wounded soldiers. According to reason, it would be impossible for him to survive.,A thin man lay on the dilapidated bed. Though slender, he possessed an indescribable nobility. His black hair was as dark as ink, like cold jade, and his eyebrows and eyes carried a chillingly handsome air.,Xie Erzhu let out a sigh of relief and quickly walked to the bedside: "Third brother, take your medicine. I'll change the poultice for you later."。