Although the dosage of anesthetic was astonishing, its whereabouts could not be found immediately. Fortunately, the hallucinogenic tree branch could be used as an antidote, so the imperial physician Ren kept the matter of the anesthetic a secret to prevent it from causing panic.
However, the military patrols have become more rigorous and thorough without anyone noticing.
Since the enemy started fighting at the east and west gates and launched several surprise attacks, even the well-defended camp has become a target of their provocations.
Unfortunately, their calculations were wrong. As the main force, the main camp naturally had twice the military strength of the east and west gates.
As a result, the enemy suffered considerable losses at the city gates of the main camp.
At that moment, Lu Qiqi was wearing gloves and holding a sharp blade in her right hand. She forcefully slashed down on one of the arms.
Ah~
The soldier, who had been in a deep sleep, suddenly opened his eyes. The veins in his neck bulged, and pain swept through his entire body as blood gushed out.
In a short while, his vision gradually blurred until his eyes went black and he could no longer make sense of anything.
It took Lu Qiqi two and a half hours to finish the amputation surgery.
Before she got off the narrow bed, the soles of her feet were numb.
She looked down and glanced sideways at the arm that had just been severed during surgery, which lay quietly in a wooden tray, covered in blood and with charred, rotten flesh.
The soldier lying on the bed had pale lips and no color in his face. If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his chest, anyone would have suspected that he had already died.
Lu Qiqi took off her gloves, moved slowly, and said in a low voice, "Tell the doctors that saving the soldiers' lives must be the top priority. They must not choose conservative treatment out of momentary pity, as it will only cost them their lives in the end!"
Ren Yuan looked at the arm, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."
After saying that, he called to the soldiers to help carry the wounded away, as other wounded soldiers also needed to be treated here.
After washing her hands, Lu Qiqi picked up a cup of tea in the blood-soaked tent and drank it down in one gulp.
She hadn't had a drop of water for two and a half hours, and she felt like an empty shell. The tea brewed with spiritual spring water disappeared instantly, as if sweet rain had been poured onto a cracked, parched field.
After drinking a cup of tea, Lu Qiqi had no extra time to rest and immediately began treating the wounded soldier's injuries.
At noon, Lu Qiqi had lunch with Ren Yuan and the others, and then returned to the medical tent to get busy.
Just as the soldiers carried in a wounded soldier and placed him on a narrow bed, Imperial Physician Ren entered the tent carrying a wine bottle the size of a palm.
"It's done, it's done, the village chief is done."
The doctor's joyful voice reached the ears of everyone in the medical tent, and they all looked up or turned to look at him.
"What has happened, Physician Ren?"
Seeing that he was so impulsive, like a young man in his early twenties, rushing into the medical tent with a wine bottle in his hand, looking almost like a madman, Doctor Luo asked in bewilderment.
As soon as Lu Qiqi heard that it had been accomplished, she knew what it was about.
She quickly stepped forward, took the brown wine bottle from Physician Ren, opened the cork on the top, and sniffed the bottle.
Alcohol tastes different from water and wine; it has a faint aroma and may even have a pungent smell.
Upon smelling the aroma, her eyes lit up. Just as Physician Ren had said, the alcohol extraction had been successful.
Since the moment Physician Ren handed her the wine bottle, his eyes had never left her face, for fear that she would say something that would cause her to lose faith.
He asked cautiously, "The news from the distillery is that, according to my cousin, the village head, this is alcohol."
"Is this exactly what you said, village head?"
Lu Qiqi was naturally pleased with the successful extraction of alcohol. She smiled and said, "This is alcohol. In the future, we can extract large quantities of it, which will effectively inhibit inflammation of the wounds of the injured soldiers."
As soon as Lu Qiqi said this, even if the doctors present didn't know what alcohol was, they could guess from her words that it was a good thing.
Instantly, everyone's eyes were drawn to the wine bottle in her hand, as if it were some kind of holy water.
"That's great, now the wounded soldiers will be less in pain."
"Yes, the soldiers' wounds were found to be severely festering, and we spent most of our time removing rotten flesh and stitching them up."
With the weather getting hotter and hotter, and the dog days of summer almost here, this kind of wine has really been a huge help to us!
Lu Qiqi listened to everything they said.
She wanted to ask Physician Ren some questions about alcohol, but with so many doctors around, it wasn't a good place to discuss such matters.
So she suggested, "Physician Ren, may I speak with you privately?"
When Physician Ren heard her say the word "accomplished," he seemed even happier than when his grandson wished him a Happy New Year; his mouth was practically agape with a broad smile.
Despite his joy, he didn't forget his business. He nodded quickly and followed Lu Qiqi out of the tent.
In the wounded soldiers' camp, the best place to discuss matters was none other than the tent of Imperial Physician Ren.
The two then went one after the other.
Upon arriving at their destination, the two entered the tent, and Physician Ren lowered the tent flap.
Lu Qiqi then asked, "Imperial Physician Ren, when Yunbian Winery delivered the alcohol, did they clearly state how long it took to extract the alcohol and produce just one bottle?"
She needs to know the time and the amount extracted, since the amount of alcohol used is no less than that of anesthetic.
After thinking for a moment, Physician Ren said, "The manager of Yunbian Winery said that the alcohol needs to be distilled three times to produce such a small bottle, which takes a day and a night."
This quantity is far too small. There are countless soldiers in the army, and Yunbian Winery simply cannot supply them. Besides, all wines and spirits nowadays are made from grains.
In remote border regions, the amount of grain that can be grown is limited, and even if there were silver to buy grain to make wine, it would be unrealistic.
Lu Qiqi paced back and forth, her mind racing, trying to come up with a better way to improve the quality of distilled alcohol while reducing the loss of water or grain.
Seeing her pacing back and forth as if she had encountered some difficulty, Physician Ren couldn't help but ask, "Is Princess Kangle facing some kind of trouble?"
He was somewhat puzzled.
She had smiled with relief when he said it was made from alcohol, so why was she now pacing back and forth in the tent with her lips pursed?
Upon hearing this, Lu Qiqi explained to Physician Ren, "The distillery extracts alcohol too slowly, and it simply cannot supply the wounded soldiers' camp."
After he finished speaking, the corners of Physician Ren's upturned mouth gradually fell down, and his heart, which had been pounding with joy and excitement, also slowed down.
Yes, a small pot of wine would take a whole day and night to fill. With so many wounded soldiers in the wounded soldiers' camp, each of them could usually use half a pot of wine. This little bit of wine would be like a cup of water entering the sea, causing no ripples.
Is there any way to do this?
He really didn't want to give up something so good, and he knew it as soon as he smelled it.
After all, the better the wine, the stronger its aroma and flavor, and the faster it intoxicates people; the same principle applies to alcohol.
Lu Qiqi didn't reply. She felt like she had overlooked something important. But what was it?
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