Damao was shot in the leg in the previous battle. They had just dug out the bullet, but the wound still couldn't stop bleeding.
The only one in the group who had some medical knowledge was Liang Xiaoer. He guessed that the blood vessels in his leg might be injured, but he tried everything, pressing, applying medicine, and several pieces of gauze were soaked with blood, but there was still no sign of stopping.
Yu Xuewei pushed him away, took out a packet of medicine powder from his arms, grabbed a handful and sprinkled it on the wound. The blood flowed in their sight, slowly subsided, and stopped on its own after a while.
Liang Xiaoer: "...Where did this medicine come from?"
Yu Xuewei didn't say anything. He waited for a while, making sure the bleeding had stopped. "Bandage it."
"Hey, hey, hey! Right away!" Liang Xiaoer quickly tightened the gauze around Damao's legs again, circled it, and tied it up.
After the others carried him aside to rest, Liang Xiaoer finally had time to clean the blood off his hands with a wet towel.
He touched the tip of his nose, walked around to Yu Xuewei, gently nudged him with his shoulder, and said shamelessly, "Captain, do you still have that medicine? Can you give me some?"
When Yu Xuewei turned around, he was met with several pairs of sparkling eyes. He bit back the words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue. "It's not much. If you're not seriously injured, just use the original medicine. Anyway - use it sparingly."
As he said that, he threw the remaining part in his arms to Liang Xiaoer.
"Yes, sir!" Liang Xiaoer couldn't help but cheer a little. He was so curious about the powder that he couldn't help but secretly take some and use it on other people. The effect was just as good as before, and the smaller the wound, the faster the effect.
"Continue to retreat."
"yes!"
The two uninjured men lifted Liang Xiaoer up and helped him walk. Yu Xuewei and a few good men retreated with their backs to them, staring at the woods opposite. As long as there was any movement, they would point their guns at them.
Along the way, they killed two lone enemy soldiers. The group of people who had just escaped death finally returned to the camp safely.
Liang Xiaoer was sent to the infirmary immediately, and Yu Xuewei also went to the battalion commander to report the mission.
Meng Zhaoren had already heard about their battle record. Seeing Yu Xuewei coming over in a mess, he patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Good boy, you really made me proud!"
Yu Xuewei couldn't help but laugh. This time, they had defeated the enemy with fewer troops and no casualties. This was truly something to be proud of. "Reporting to the Battalion Commander, the Second Squad has wiped out 32 enemy troops in this battle with no casualties!"
Battalion Commander Meng couldn't help but return the salute. "I understand the situation. You've been exhausted for several days. Go back and get some rest!"
"yes!"
Yu Xuewei went to the infirmary to check on the injured Da Mao again. Seeing that his wounds had been properly treated, he returned to the camp to take a shower and sleep. He could finally have a good rest.
What Yu Xuewei didn't know was that during the time he was asleep, the hemostatic powder in his hand was promoted wave after wave by several people under him.
The cause was still Damao's wound. In the opinion of the military doctor, even if the bullet was removed, Damao would be dead if the bleeding was not stopped in time. The wound was right next to the femoral artery, and the femoral artery was already damaged. No wonder the bleeding could not be stopped at that time.
But when they took Damao in, the bleeding from his leg wound had already stopped, and crucially, he was still conscious. This was truly incredible: such a large wound, without even being stitched, had actually stopped bleeding!
Since the military doctor found it strange, he must ask the person who performed the bandaging, so Liang Xiaoer was called over.
Yu Xuewei never asked for this matter to be kept confidential, so Liang Xiaoer explained the whole story in detail.
"You don't know, Damao's leg was bleeding non-stop. I put gauze on it, but no matter how many layers I put on it, the blood seeped through. I thought, 'It's over!'"
"Captain Yu pulled a paper bag from his bosom, sprinkled a handful of powder on it, and the blood—then it stopped flowing!" Liang Xiaoer couldn't help but slap his thigh in excitement. "Isn't it amazing?"
Afterwards, the medicinal powder Yu Xuewei gave him was also confiscated by several military doctors, under the pretext of "research."
Several people poured the powder carefully onto the paper, and everyone imitated the way the military doctors smelled, dipped their fingers in it, and put it in their mouths to identify the herbs. Not all of these military doctors were Western medicine doctors. There were dense forests everywhere here, and there were many herbs on the mountain that could be obtained locally, so the leaders allocated funds to recruit Chinese medicine doctors locally, so that they could save as much as possible on medicines.
This Chinese medicine doctor is Yang Qingwen, also known as Yang Junyi. His ancestors are from a local Chinese medicine family in Yunnan Province. They are good at treating external injuries. He came here with several of his sons. His grandson, Doctor Xiao Yang, usually helps out and can simply treat some minor illnesses.
Yang Qingwen smacked his lips. "There's Rehmannia root, Bletilla striata, Coptis chinensis, Rhubarb, and, uh, Honeysuckle. The rest, I'm a little hard to say."
Doctor Yang also smacked his lips like his grandfather did, but he could taste nothing but a bitter taste.
There were frictions on the border almost every day, and there were plenty of injured soldiers. He randomly picked another person over. This person had a cut on his arm. Yang Qingwen carefully sprinkled medicine powder on it, and the blood that had been flowing out stopped visibly.
The onlookers were stunned at first, and then ecstatic. What kind of magical powder is this? It actually has such an effect. It is simply their dream love potion!
Think about it, if we were both on a mission, and you were injured and had this hemostatic powder, you could just take it out and sprinkle it on the wound, bandage it, and continue fighting. The enemy, after being injured, would lose a lot of blood and their combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced. At that point, our army would have the upper hand, and if this continued for a long time—
"Oh my goodness!" Someone accidentally spoke in dialect.
"As long as the bullet doesn't hit a vital part like the head or heart, wouldn't it be easy to save his life?"
Doctor Wen couldn't help but nodded eagerly.
"If this thing had existed before, Captain Fang wouldn't have died." The black-faced soldier on the bed next to him had been paying attention to the situation here. He had also seen the effect of the powder. If this thing had existed before, such a good man as their captain would not have died.
The few people who were originally excited felt a little heavy-hearted after hearing this. Yes, if this thing had existed before, many brothers who fought together would not have been buried in a foreign land.
"Let's go! Let's ask Captain Yu where he got this stuff. Even if he doesn't give us a prescription, he can let us buy it!"
"I remember Captain Yu brought back several kinds of medicine this time!"
"I saw it too!"
"Me too!"
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