Jiang Yuzhu spoke about the anatomy in a calm manner, which gave Mo Yan and Shen Zhilan goosebumps.
Although they were afraid, they couldn't help but look envious.
They can only deal with superficial injuries and cannot cure serious illnesses.
"Cousin, actually Yan'er and I both want to follow you to broaden our horizons."
Too many soldiers were stabbed and fell down because their injuries were not treated in time, and they died forever.
Having seen a lot of life and death, Shen Zhilan was unwilling to give up hope of living.
Jiang Yuzhu readily agreed: "Okay, there's an opportunity right now, as long as you consider it carefully."
About half a quarter of an hour later, two more carriages arrived.
Xie Zhao handed Scarface's body to his men, took the cloak they handed him, and draped it over Jiang Yuzhu naturally, asking for her opinion: "Yuzhu, why don't you go with your husband?"
The fighting ahead was intense, and obstacles along the way had been cleared.
Riding a fast horse to the camp can at least shorten the time by half, but the north wind is biting, and it is not as comfortable as sitting in a carriage.
Being with Xie Zhao, I feel very safe.
Jiang Yuzhu stretched out her hand almost without thinking.
Xie Zhao drove his horse faster, and the horse's gallop brought up a gust of cold wind.
Jiang Yuzhu huddled in Xie Zhao's arms, covering herself tightly from head to toe.
The north wind is bleak and snow is falling.
Soon, snow began to fall on Xie Zhao's shoulders. The snowflakes shook and fell, and were blown by the cold wind onto Jiang Yuzhu's cheeks, feeling cool.
She moved uneasily, and tried to turn her head to brush off the fallen snow on Xie Zhao, but she saw a layer of frost on Xie Zhao's eyelashes.
His hands were also cold.
Jiang Yuzhu then realized that Xie Zhao not only held her in his arms, but also gave her his cloak.
“Stop!”
Jiang Yuzhu shouted.
Although Xie Zhao hesitated, he did not ask, but obediently slowed down the speed of his horse.
After slowing down, Jiang Yuzhu untied her cloak and turned around to put it on Xie Zhao.
Xie Zhao looked thin but had a tall stature. Jiang Yuzhu stood up and lost her balance, falling into Xie Zhao's arms, throwing herself into his embrace.
"Yuanhe, it's cold, you need a cloak even more for riding a horse."
Jiang Yuzhu was already wearing a goose down jacket and was carefully held in Xie Zhao's arms, so she was not cold at all.
Xie Zhao had already put on a cloak, which still carried Jiang Yuzhu's body temperature and elegant fragrance.
"Yuzhu, you still care about your husband."
It was freezing cold, snow was falling all around, and the distance was covered in white, with no end in sight.
Xie Zhao was leading the horse, a smile in his eyes. He felt warm in his heart, as if he had endless energy.
Jiang Yuzhu did not deny it and nodded after hesitation.
She found that Xie Zhao's expectations of her were very low. It was obviously he who put the cloak on her. Jiang Yuzhu just felt a little guilty when she returned it, but Xie Zhao over-interpreted it.
It seems that if I am nice to him, he will see it and remember it.
In the book, the hero lived a lonely life and was indifferent to love between men and women. Why is it different now?
After Jiang Yuzhu replaced the original owner, Xie Zhao changed unconsciously and revealed some of his true nature.
The horses started running quickly again, and when they arrived at the camp north of the city, the surroundings were in chaos.
"The princess went to war and was injured by a barbarian's hidden weapon. She is currently receiving treatment in the military doctor's tent!"
A soldier saw Xie Zhao and hurried forward to report.
Xie Zhao came to the camp north of the city not only as an imperial envoy to transport food and fodder, but also brought with him an imperial edict, and came as a military advisor.
The situation outside the city is complicated now. The soldiers of Da Qi were ambushed by the barbarians, and even Princess Yu Tan, the god of death, was stabbed and injured.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Princess Yutan did not choose to fight head-on, but ordered the troops to retreat.
Bonfires were lit all over the camp, and inside every tent there were soldiers waiting to be bandaged, stop bleeding, and apply medicine.
Jiang Yuzhu went to the main tent first. Princess Yutan's wound had not been bandaged yet. She didn't care about the injury at all and was discussing matters with several main generals.
Hearing that Jiang Yuzhu had arrived, Princess Yutan stood up excitedly and said, "Yuzhu..."
Unexpectedly, the two sisters met again in the military tent in the north camp of the city.
"Huaiqing, he..."
Princess Yutan wanted to say something but stopped herself. She really didn't know how to explain to Jiang Yuzhu.
Princess Yutan was very worried because of Jiang Huaiqing's disappearance.
Precisely because she understood the cruelty of the battlefield and the brutality of the barbarians, it was impossible for her not to be distracted.
Jiang Yuzhu opened the medicine box, which was covered by a small tent in the middle.
Taking out the strong liquor used to disinfect the wound, Jiang Yuzhu quickly replied, "I know everything. Trust my second brother. He travels to Jiangnan all year round to peddle goods and has made friends with all kinds of people. He knows not to take risks."
If Jiang Huaiqing was captured, the barbarians would have heard the news long ago.
Princess Yu Tan's wound was in the shape of an open cross, indicating that she was not injured by the sword of a barbarian.
"Second sister-in-law, please bear with it for a moment. It needs stitching right now."
If the small wound is not sutured, it will tear repeatedly and there is a risk of infection even in winter.
In the medicine box, there are sutures made of mulberry bark.
Suturing is Jiang Yuzhu's strong point. While Princess Yutan was stunned, the wound had already been applied with medicine and bandaged.
Jiang Yuzhu didn't say much, she still had to go and rescue the soldiers coming down from the battlefield.
If she had acted faster, she might have been able to save one more person.
The tents were full, and most of the wounded soldiers bandaged themselves, leaving the chance for treatment to the seriously injured brothers in front.
"I'm fine, brother, you go first!"
The surroundings were filled with voices of humility, and Jiang Yuzhu couldn't help feeling sad.
Some soldiers knew they were seriously injured and were looking for someone they trusted to write their wills, speaking their last words calmly.
With a desire for life in their eyes, they used up their last bit of strength to say before they died: "I don't regret it, it's a pity that I couldn't kill a few more barbarians. Brothers, I'm relying on you from now on..."
"If one day the Great Qi captures Sishui City and drives the barbarians back to their lair, you should sprinkle wine on this land and inform us, otherwise I, your brothers, will remember this even in my later years..."
Then, the person who was left with regret slowly closed his eyes.
The people next to him didn't cry, but silently covered him with a sheet as a final farewell.
"Hurry, there are seriously injured people, send them to my tent!"
Jiang Yuzhu sent people to increase the brightness of the oil lamps and began to treat the wounded.
The first person seriously injured was a new recruit with a hole in his stomach. He thought he was going to die and left a last message.
Jiang Yuzhu poured him some Ma Fei Powder and soothed him, "Close your eyes and get some sleep. You won't die."
Jiang Yuzhu had no distractions and focused on the operation.
After completing an operation in more than half an hour, Jiang Yuzhu wiped the sweat off her face and shouted, "Quick, next one!"
No matter how powerful a person is, the number of people he can save is still limited.
Jiang Yuzhu realized the problem. The battlefield was much more cruel and bloody than she had imagined. She needed a capable assistant to help her pass the tools, which would greatly shorten the time of surgery and treatment.
Secondly, we need to recruit more doctors who are good at treating external injuries to join us.
It was impossible for her and the small team of Shaoyao and others to save thousands of soldiers.
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