Inside Yanmen Pass.
Chang Baicao put down the medicine box.
It's full of fresh herbs.
The most common ones are great thistles that can be used to stop bleeding.
As soon as the war starts, this thing will be in short supply.
He did not like war, but he had been to the battlefield.
I know how pitiful those wounded soldiers are.
Senior military officers can enjoy medicine for wounds.
Ordinary soldiers can only give simple bandages.
Apply some wood ash to the wound.
Whether you can survive depends entirely on God's will.
So it’s definitely a good idea to prepare more.
Chang Baicao instructed the herbalist to dry the herbs while he sat in front of the thatched cottage, writing with a brush. He was not only recording the prescription, but also drawing the herbs in full.
This was actually what Ning Que mentioned to him.
Chinese doctors were considered the ninth class, and they left behind numerous medical texts, such as Tianhui Yijian, Pulse Book, and Qianjin Fang. However, these texts had a problem: they were too difficult to learn and lacked illustrations. One could only rely on descriptions or the guidance of a teacher in gathering herbs.
Ning Que hoped that Chang Baicao could write a systematic medical book, classifying common herbs into categories, and sorting out their medicinal properties and commonly used prescriptions, so that he could quickly train some barefoot doctors.
There is no way, it’s so hard!
It is very difficult for ordinary people to find a doctor.
You don't need to see a doctor for minor illnesses, but you can't afford to see a doctor for major illnesses.
If you get sick, you have to rely on yourself to fight it all.
Witch doctors are still popular in some villages.
They made some magic water and claimed that it could cure diseases.
But it's just some rice soup...
What Ning Que said also inspired Chang Baicao.
So he would write medical books whenever he had free time.
We have achieved some success in the past two years.
"Divine Doctor Chang!"
"Divine Doctor Chang!"
"Come and save Xiao Ning!"
Shen Qinghe's hurried voice suddenly rang out.
Chang Baicao was stunned when he heard this.
The brush in his hand fell to the ground.
He stood up abruptly and walked out quickly. The small courtyard was packed with people, all of them armored generals. Some had just returned from the battlefield, their bodies still covered in blood, and all of them had bloodshot eyes.
When they saw Chang Baicao, they all fell to their knees.
"Divine Doctor Chang, please save the prince!"
"Get up quickly and don't make trouble."
Chang Baicao frowned.
He looked at Ning Que on the stretcher and raised his hand to feel his pulse. His pulse was weak, and his forehead was frighteningly hot. He removed his armor and saw a severe swelling on his left upper arm. He untied the red-stained gauze, revealing a hideous wound already festering.
“He…he…”
"Quick, carry him in!"
"Little Bones, quickly prepare for surgery for me."
"Follow the prescription and quickly boil the medicine."
Chang Baicao was shocked at this moment.
Ning Que's physique is comparable to that of a superman.
A normal person with such injuries would have died long ago.
There were more than ten wounds on his body.
The most serious injury is to the left arm.
The extent of the ulceration is simply terrifying!
"Strong liquor, hot water, silver needles, mulberry bark thread..."
"Hurry up and get everything ready."
"How could the prince be so badly injured?"
"How did he get back?"
Chang Baicao asked a lot of questions in a row.
The iron-willed man's eyes were red at this moment. Normally, he wouldn't even frown when facing swords and spears. Looking at the unconscious Ning Que, he choked up and said, "The prince actually had a chance to escape, but he put himself in danger to save us. He led us on a major detour through the Beijia area these past few days, experiencing more than ten battles, both large and small, and always leading the charge."
"It's all my fault!"
"It's my fault. I failed to protect the prince!"
Tie Niu was extremely ashamed.
As Ning Que's personal guard, he was derelict in his duty.
In fact, they should have thought of it a long time ago.
Ning Que just had to hold on for the next two days.
I just drank some water and couldn't even eat dried meat.
At least they can rest for a while.
Ning Que still has to study the topographic map.
Think about the subsequent battle plan.
He later took the risk of recruiting Chunlun and others, disguising them as prisoners and brazenly passing through the Xubu defense zone. This was not only to reduce casualties, but also because his injuries had worsened and he could no longer hold on.
"The prince is not dead yet."
"Don't cry in front of me, get out."
Chang Baicao raised his eyebrows.
He then looked at generals such as Feng Wuzhe.
"Don't get in the way here."
"Those who can help should stay, and those who can't should get out, so as not to cause trouble here."
"yes……"
Don’t blame Chang Baicao for speaking harshly.
Ning Que was in critical condition, and these people were causing chaos in the yard. They were all talking at once, and it was hard to hear what they were saying. The problem was, there were too many of them, and they were blocking the way.
"Doctor Chang, are you sure?"
"I'm a doctor, not a god." Chang Baicao was busy changing clothes. He looked at Shen Qinghe and said, "I can only do my best. You should be thankful that the prince mentioned the surgery to me at the beginning, otherwise I really wouldn't be so confident."
"General Feng, please call all the Chinese medicine doctors. As for Lin Xianhong, please forget about it. The other doctors can come. I will show them how to perform the surgery this time."
"good."
Feng Wuzhe also smiled bitterly.
As the head coach, he still has to listen to Chang Baicao.
There's nothing I can do. Who can blame him for being so capable?
In terms of medical skills alone, who dares to say that he is better than Chang Baicao?
The so-called surgery was also proposed by Ning Que.
In fact, it is just simple debridement, suturing and care.
These three concepts can significantly improve survival rates.
After many experiments by Chang Baicao, I was deeply impressed.
While Chang Baicao was preparing, the others were also busy. He saw these high-ranking military officers busy at work. Some were responsible for boiling medicine, some were dusty and helping to blow the fire. Still others were responsible for fetching water, each doing their own job.
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