The originally turbid and inferior wine was purified through multiple distillations, and what was finally collected was a clear, transparent liquid that was cool to the touch and emitted a unique pungent smell.
Mmm, that taste!
Smelling the mellow aroma of the wine, Zhao Muyun resisted the urge to take a sip and asked the guard Li Si to carefully pack this "first generation alcohol" in a specially made narrow-mouthed ceramic bottle and put a label on it.
Then, he brought this bottle of liquid of extraordinary significance to the clinic run by Ma Bao, an old soldier from Beacon Tower.
After retiring from the army, Ma Bao became a doctor. He brought together doctors from Shuozhou Prefecture, including Doctor Liu and Doctor Zhou, and established the Zhenbei Army's military hospital under the guidance of Zhao Muyun, with several departments including internal medicine, surgery, and gynecology.
While treating soldiers, he also provided medical treatment to civilians.
The clinic is located in a large area in the city.
The weather is cold, and many people come to see a doctor.
Ma Bao, the director of the military hospital and a captain, was applying medicine to a soldier who was accidentally hit in the ribs by a wooden sword during training in the Modao Battalion.
"Ma Bao, look at this." Zhao Muyun asked Li Si to hand over the alcohol.
Ma Bao took it and unplugged it. A strong smell rushed into his nose. He frowned, "Boss Zhao, what... is this? The smell is so pungent."
"It's called alcohol!" Zhao Muyun explained, using the simplest language possible. "It has a very strong... bactericidal and disinfecting effect."
"You can understand it as killing those 'tiny poisonous insects' that are invisible to the naked eye but can cause redness, swelling, ulceration and suppuration in wounds."
After hearing this, Ma Bao quickly understood.
Zhao Muyun asked Ma Bao to use a clean cotton cloth that had been boiled and dried, dipped in alcohol, and wipe the skin around the soldier's wounds.
The cold touch was followed by a sudden sharp pain, which made the soldier gasp and tense his muscles.
"Bear with it. The pain means it's working and killing those 'poisonous insects'," Zhao Muyun soothed.
After Ma Bao finished wiping, Zhao Muyun took out an oil-paper bag, which contained several sewing needles that had been boiled in boiling water and soaked in alcohol for a long time, as well as some processed catgut.
"For deeper, larger wounds, after cleaning with alcohol, if the skin and flesh are torn, this method can be used to suture them."
Zhao Muyun demonstrated basic suturing techniques. "This will align the wound, allowing it to heal faster and more neatly, greatly reducing the chances of ulceration and death."
Ma Bao widened his eyes and looked at Zhao Muyun's delicate and steady movements, his worldview was greatly impacted.
Sewing up the skin with needle and thread?
This is simply unheard of!
He eagerly noted down every step and how to handle each piece of equipment.
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