Physician Ren never expected that just adding a little water would result in such severe polarization if the ingredients were slightly misaligned.
His joyful expression vanished, his gaze sharpened as he looked at the jar of alcohol mixed with distilled water, and he said solemnly, "I will certainly supervise the medicine accounts carefully, and make sure they remember not to let their guard down."
Knowing that Physician Ren would take it to heart, Lu Qiqi continued adding the spiritual spring water, giving instructions as she added water to the wine jar.
"This diluted alcohol needs to be sealed, otherwise it will lose its medicinal effect."
Alcohol is different from wine, and doctors should be instructed to use it in smaller quantities, rather than applying it directly to the wound like wine.
You can soak a cotton ball in alcohol and wipe the wound... oh, you mean roll the cotton ball into a ball and use it."
Lu Qiqi talked a lot and gave a lot of instructions, all about how to use alcohol and some tips.
Although he held the official position of imperial physician, Ren Taiyi was a humble and studious person. He greatly admired anyone with excellent medical skills, regardless of whether they were like Lu Qiqi, who was more than two cycles younger than him.
Therefore, when Lu Qiqi explained the uses of alcohol, he did not interrupt her, but instead wrote down everything she said.
Lu Qiqi rambled on and on, then thought for a moment and realized there was nothing more to say, so she said, "That's about it."
Adding water doesn't require any special skills; as long as you get the proportions right, it's easy to do.
With the combined efforts of Lu Qiqi and Imperial Physician Ren, it only took a little over an hour to prepare the alcohol for the three donkey carts.
With half a bucket of water remaining in the water vat, Lu Qiqi had someone find an empty wine jar and fill it with the spiritual spring water.
The plan is to give wounded soldiers a couple of sips of water after stitching them up to boost their immunity and minimize the need for medication after a high fever.
After a busy day, Lu Qiqi finished dinner and went straight to the wounded soldiers' camp.
We just finished a battle last night, and there will be plenty of wounded soldiers needing stitches and medication. We'll have to work hard these next two days to prevent minor injuries from going untreated and turning into serious ones.
Two days later, the doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp were surprised to find that the modified "wine," which was the alcohol that Kang Lexiang had mentioned, not only reduced the festering of the wounds but also controlled the high fever of the wounded soldiers.
This saved a lot of medicinal materials.
After lunch, Lu Qiqi was about to return to her tent for a short rest when Doctor Luo stopped her.
"Girl, who taught you this method of extracting alcohol from water?"
If it were anyone else, Lu Qiqi could have easily made up a story, like she had apprenticed under a master or read a strange book.
However, this wouldn't work with Doctor Luo. He had worked as a barefoot doctor next door to the original owner's family and knew very well what their situation was like.
It's impossible to learn so much in just one year.
It's not surprising that Doctor Luo was suspicious, after all, the original owner was saved by him, and there probably wasn't a doctor with better medical skills in the village or even the entire Yushan Town.
A reclusive master would not seek out a peasant girl living in a village to inherit his mantle.
Lu Qiqi took a barely perceptible breath and asked, "Doctor Luo, have you ever heard of the Us tribe?"
Legend has it that there is a mysterious tribe in Us. Some of them, after suffering a serious illness, would dream every night about unusual things, as if they were being told stories or ballads, and as if they were actually there.
There are people who are illiterate yet can compose poems and couplets, and there are fools and simpletons who receive sudden enlightenment.
If you ask me why, I can't answer.
Her arrival was inexplicable; even she herself didn't know how she came to this world, this place.
Dr. Luo stared intently at her, as if trying to discern a clue from her expression or her eyes.
Unfortunately, Lu Qiqi did not show any unusual expression; in fact, one could tell that she was troubled by her desire to uncover the truth.
After a moment of silence, Dr. Luo thought carefully about what Lu Qiqi had said. When they left Maoshan Village, the Lu sisters hadn't noticed anything different; at most, they just knew a few characters.
Perhaps, as she said, a serious illness made her different from before.
However, Dr. Luo soon discovered something amiss; it was no ordinary thing for a rural girl to be literate.
He asked tentatively, "Girl, are you a descendant of the mysterious Us race?"
Lu Qiqi thought he would ask some difficult questions, but she didn't expect him to suspect whether she was a descendant of the Us Mystic Clan.
She said, both amused and exasperated, "No, Dr. Luo, you have met my parents and should know that I look very much like my mother."
Upon hearing this, Doctor Luo instantly remembered Chen's appearance. She was an extremely beautiful woman, and even a scar on her face could not hide her good looks.
Lu Qiqi inherited her mother's strengths, and even surpassed her mother in some ways.
Lu Qiqi offered an explanation; whether or not she believed it was no longer her concern.
After recalling Chen, Doctor Luo was already more than half convinced, since he had heard that the people of Uss had dark skin, many small spots on their faces, and two red dots on the sides of their cheeks.
Compared to Chen's fair skin, such an appearance completely dispels this idea.
Doctor Luo said, "I see."
Hearing this, Lu Qiqi's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, was finally put at ease. Although she was talking about a legend, it also contained metaphysics and the idea of using divine power to create chaos.
Fortunately, Dr. Luo did not suspect anything.
After talking for so long, Lu Qiqi had mostly woken up from her drowsiness.
She didn't plan to return to her own tent, but instead intended to go to the medicine tent.
He previously suggested using alcohol, which required cotton balls. I estimate that by now, he should have rubbed quite a few cotton balls.
While the doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp are unaware, hurry up and collect some.
Otherwise, if too many people wanted to collect the cotton balls, Imperial Physician Ren might have had the doctors make the cotton balls themselves.
Thinking this, Lu Qiqi, as the one who had the first information, turned around and went straight to the medicine tent after Doctor Luo abandoned him to check on the wounded soldiers.
As they approached the camp, Lu Qiqi saw a long line of carts parked in front of the medicine tent.
Are these military supplies?
Based on this, she quickly stepped forward, walked up to Ren Yuan, and asked, "What are you unloading?"
Ren Yuan is in high spirits now, and his smile is exactly like his father's, as if they were made from the same mold.
He said cheerfully, "Reporting to the village head, this is medicine for injuries sent by the imperial court."
"Thanks to General Qin, otherwise the supply of medicine for these wounds would never have been enough."
These words were overheard by Imperial Physician Ren, who came out carrying the account books.
With a stern face, he cursed, "You wretched creature, listen to the nonsense you're spouting! If you dare to talk back again, I'll break your legs!"
Although Ren Yuan was a free-spirited and unrestrained person, his father's words still made him shrink back slightly.
If someone were to speak recklessly about matters of the court and be impeached by someone in the army with ulterior motives, even General Qin, who was far away on the border, would not escape undeserved disaster.
Throughout history, emperors have been most wary of those with military power. If someone is accused of having soldiers who only recognize their general and not their emperor, they are in deep trouble!
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