"Okay, I'll go with you. But I need to prepare some medicinal herbs and medical equipment." Su Huaiyue said calmly, with a firm and calm tone in his voice.
The soldier nodded quickly: "Miss Su, please go ahead. We will wait outside."
Su Huaiyue returned to the house and quickly and methodically packed her medicine basket, carefully putting the commonly used herbs and medical tools into it one by one.
At the same time, she also brought some new medicines that she had spent a lot of effort to develop.
She knew very well that the plague situation in the army might be more difficult and complicated, and she needed to be fully prepared to ensure everything went smoothly.
When Wei Che learned that Su Huaiyue was going to the southwest garrison, he was filled with worry.
He was well aware of the dangers of the garrison camp and also understood that Su Huaiyue might encounter many unknown risks on this trip.
However, he knew better that Su Huaiyue had an important mission, not only to save the sick soldiers, but also to provide key clues to uncover Cheng Lao's conspiracy.
How could he let her take the risk alone?
So, Wei Che said to the soldier delivering the letter at the front desk, "She has a lot of things to carry. It would be inconvenient for her to do it alone. She needs a helper. Can I come with her?"
The soldier looked him up and down, and immediately his eyes showed caution. "No, the military camp is a place, how can anyone enter casually?"
Su Huaiyue also tried to smooth things over, "He has some knowledge of pharmacology, and he helped me make medicine to treat the people before. He's much better than those rough guys in your army. If you're worried, you can search him. Besides, he's a disabled man, what can he do in the barracks?"
The soldier then noticed that Wei Che's foot was indeed slightly lame, but because he was so handsome, it was easy for people to ignore the imperfections in his feet.
Finally, he nodded and said, "Okay, then hurry up."
In this way, Wei Che and Su Huaiyue followed the soldiers to the southwest garrison camp.
When we arrived at the military camp, the setting sun had quietly set in the west, and the afterglow sprinkled on the endless tents like blood, but it was unable to dispel the oppressive and dull atmosphere here, which was like thick ink.
The two were deeply shocked by the scene before them.
The camp was filled with a depressing and gloomy atmosphere, like a thick dark cloud that made it hard to breathe.
The soldiers looked solemn and hurried, and each of their faces was filled with anxiety and fatigue.
The strong and pungent smell of medicine mixed with the disgusting smell of blood and sweat came to one's face like a surging tide, almost suffocating one.
Looking around, the entire military camp seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray gauze. The soldiers looked haggard like frost-bitten eggplants, their steps were as light as if they were stepping on cotton, and they were in a hurry but revealed endless confusion.
Their eyes were filled with fatigue, fear and confusion, as if they were shrouded in an invisible haze, with no glimmer of hope in sight.
"Miss Su, please come this way." The soldier brought Su Huaiyue to a larger tent, the door curtain of which swayed slightly in the wind.
The sick soldiers lay in all directions in the tents, groaning in pain. The sounds came one after another, like sharp arrows, piercing the softest part of everyone's heart.
Those groans, filled with the desire and call for life, were like angry accusations against the ruthless ravages of the epidemic, echoing in this depressing military camp for a long time.
As soon as Su Huaiyue and Wei Che pulled the reins, they didn't have time to catch their breath or even drink a sip of water to moisten their dry throats, and they immediately threw themselves into the rescue without hesitation.
This place is like hell on earth, where the soldiers with the most serious illnesses gather.
Their faces were as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if the pigment of life had been drained away. Their breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, like a candle in the wind, the candle of life swaying in the gale and could be completely extinguished at any time.
Su Huaiyue took a deep breath, trying to calm the nervousness in her heart, and then took gentle but firm steps to take their pulses and diagnose them one by one.
Her eyes were focused and determined, as if she was waging a silent battle with death. Every time she took the pulse, it was like groping forward in the dark. She concentrated on feeling the subtle changes in the pulse, trying to find a glimmer of hope for a cure.
Wei Che assisted closely from the side, like a well-trained assistant.
He skillfully helped prepare the medicinal materials, carefully classifying and arranging the herbs of various shapes and smells according to Su Huaiyue's requirements. His movements were quick and neat, and every movement was full of strength and concentration.
Even though military doctor Li Lianshou had been with the army for many years, he had never seen such a complicated disease.
He looked at the young Su Huaiyue and felt a little insecure, but he had no better way at the moment.
"What's going on, Miss Su?"
"The plague that these soldiers and the people in the city are infected with is not the same, but it has the same effect." Su Huaiyue didn't know how to explain the mutation of the virus to them, so she just picked out the important point. "It's not that it can't be cured, but it requires a lot of medicinal herbs. I wonder if you have any?"
"I wonder what kinds of medicinal herbs Miss Su needs?" Li Lianshou was curious.
In the dim tent, Su Huaiyue spoke slowly, her voice soft but remarkably clear in the silence: "He needs a large amount of honeysuckle, forsythia, and isatis root. Honeysuckle and forsythia clear away heat and detoxify, dissipate wind-heat, and can dispel the evil heat in the body; isatis root cools the blood and relieves sore throat, which will help relieve his sore throat and blood heat."
As Su Huaiyue spoke, she wrote down the names of these herbs on paper.
"There are also Coptis chinensis, Scutellaria baicalensis, and Phellodendron chinense. These three herbs are collectively known as the 'Three Yellows'. They clear away heat and dampness, purge fire and detoxify. They can help the general eliminate dampness and toxins in his body and adjust the balance of yin and yang." Su Huaiyue raised his head and glanced at everyone with a hint of anticipation in his eyes. "How are the army's reserves of these herbs?"
Li Lianshou looked troubled and spoke hesitantly, "Miss Su, we do have some honeysuckle, forsythia, and isatis root in stock, but the quantity may not be enough. We also have coptis root, scutellaria baicalensis, and phellodendron chinense, but the quality varies, and most of them cannot be used as medicine..."
"You guys go find it first. I brought some medicine here. Let's try the effect first."
Based on the different symptoms of the soldiers, Su Huaiyue took out the new prescription she had researched day and night and handed it to Wei Che.
"These herbs must be decocted first. The heat must be controlled just right. First, use high heat to quickly boil the water, let the herbs swirl for about half a minute, then reduce the heat to simmer. The timing cannot be wrong at all. Even a moment longer or shorter will greatly reduce the efficacy of the medicine."
Wei Che nodded seriously, his eyes full of trust and support for Su Huaiyue, and his gaze was as firm as a rock.
"Don't worry, I will do it strictly."
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