The number of soldiers who died from festering and suppurating wounds remains a problem to this day.
Qiu Yan didn't waste any more words on this issue.
Next, she discussed Gu Qian's injuries with the old military doctor.
During this time, the old military doctor was amazed by Qiu Yan's insights into medical skills, and at the same time, felt ashamed of his own inferiority.
Qiu Yan could think of using spring water to wash her eyes, but he could only think of applying herbal compresses to his eyes.
"Is this method truly effective?"
Qiu Yan: "Of course it works. In this way, not only can it relieve eye fatigue, but it can also make the general's eyes feel comfortable and relaxed..."
At the end, Qiu Yan didn't forget to ask, "I wonder what improvements have been made to the military doctors?"
After all, being older, Qiu Yan had more experience and wanted to hear the veteran military doctor's insights.
The old military doctor thought for a moment.
"You can boil some light ginger water to use as eye drops. Peel fresh ginger, wash it, add clean water, simmer over low heat for about half an hour, and then filter out the sediment."
Qiu Yan nodded slightly.
"This method is feasible. I wonder if the military doctor has any other suggestions?"
She wanted to hear more opinions.
"Let me think." The old army doctor stroked his beard and listed everything he could think of, including pearls, musk, abalone shell, borneol, and borax.
As Qiu Yan listened to the old military doctor's words, she also began to think.
Suddenly, the old military doctor added another item.
Calamine.
"Calamine?" Qiu Yan thought about it carefully and nodded silently.
With the old military doctor's suggestion, she remembered a prescription she had seen in a medical book.
Calamine, alum, and sodium sulfate, in equal parts. Grind into powder. Dissolve in boiling water, wash the affected area with the warm solution three times a day.
Actually, she was thinking about more than just cleaning.
She wanted to develop a special type of eye drops for Gu Qian.
Turning her head, Qiu Yan saw Gu Qian sitting quietly on a tree stump not far away, while in another spot, Gu Xiaoran was pulling Vera around, asking questions of heaven and earth.
Gu Xiaoran was genuinely curious about Vera's appearance, and also about his country.
Qiu Yan bid farewell to the old military doctor and walked towards Gu Qian.
"I thought you were asleep."
"No." Gu Qian shook his head slightly and stood up.
He had overheard Qiu Yan's conversation with the old military doctor, and his expression softened.
The two held hands, and Qiu Yan pulled Gu Qian towards his military tent, helped him lie down, and then took out homemade ice to apply a cold compress to his eyes.
The next morning, before dawn, the army began its journey...
...Lingnan Village is peaceful and serene.
The villagers talked most about this year's fighting.
As usual, Qiu Ling'er studied poetry and books with Master Mu every day.
When Old Mu had nothing to do, he would often seek out Old Zhao for a chat.
Although Old Zhao's speech was incoherent.
In the past few days, Elder Mu took Qiu Ling'er back to Baiyang, and Madam Cao went with them.
Inside the bedroom, Qiu Dafu and his wife Jiang Liu sat facing each other, exchanging a few words here and there.
At this moment, Jiang Liu was breastfeeding her child, one hand lifting her shirt.
These past few days, her mood has noticeably improved since Qiu Dafu returned safely.
I'm a little worried about Qiu Yan's current situation.
Qiu Dafu sat beside him, watching the child's little mouth open and close, and couldn't help but smile.
It's been almost a month since he came back, and he still hasn't recovered from the shock of becoming a father.
I feel a bit dazed.
This adorable son was something he had never imagined in his thirty years of life.
"Liu'er, thank you."
"Huh? Why are you thanking me all of a sudden?" Jiang Liu's thoughts were completely different from Qiu Dafu's. She was thinking...
"My husband, the child doesn't have a name yet."
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