Jian Xiu was stunned. She obviously didn't expect to hear such words from Chi Jinzhong.
In her opinion, aren't those noble families generous on the surface, but behind closed doors, they are only concerned with their own interests?
Thinking of this, Jian Xiu turned her head again and subconsciously glanced at Chi Jinzhong.
With just one glance, Jian Xiu discovered that Chi Jinzhong had a wound on his shoulder, and it was bleeding.
Looking at the wound, it was obviously a new one. It must have been caused by me when I didn't use enough force during the competition just now.
"My Lord, why didn't you tell me you were injured?"
Following Jian Xiu's line of sight, Chi Jinzhong discovered that his shoulder was injured.
"What kind of injury is this? On the battlefield, wounds like this can't even be called injuries." Chi Jinzhong said in an indifferent tone.
After hearing this, Jian Xiu frowned subconsciously.
Originally, he didn't intend to speak, but when he thought of Zhang Zixuan, he said, "Don't you even need hemostatic drugs?"
"Hemostatic drugs? Do you know how precious hemostatic drugs are on the battlefield?"
Jian Xiu shook her head. She really didn't know.
She had always known that the Dashun Dynasty was short of food and fodder, but she had never known that they would even be short of medicinal materials.
"On the battlefield, the preciousness of medicinal herbs cannot be expressed in words. Compared with food and grass, the preciousness of medicinal herbs is simply incomparable to food and grass. You can imagine how precious they are."
"Has it come to this? But as far as I know, there is no shortage of hemostatic herbs in the Dashun Dynasty?" Jian Xiu asked again.
Just from the two nights that elder sister Zhang Chunhua stayed at Renhe Hall, she knew clearly that the hemostatic medicine was not expensive.
"No shortage? How do you know that there is no shortage? In addition to hemostatic herbs and trauma herbs, even the cold has caused countless casualties among soldiers. How can you still tell me that there is no shortage?"
Chi Jinzhong asked in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
At this moment, 놛 just looked at Jian Xiu as if he was looking at an ignorant woman.
I know that countless soldiers get infected with colds on the battlefield every year.
There are tens of thousands of soldiers in the military camp. How can the medicinal materials be supplied at this time?
In Chi Jinzhong's eyes, what was more lacking than food and fodder was medicinal materials.
Chi Jinzhong's gaze made Jian Xiu doubt whether she was really so ignorant.
Chi Jinzhong seemed to know what Jian Xiu was thinking, and he slowed down his tone and continued:
"The battlefield is filled with smoke and flames. It is a cruel place. Do you know how many people died from injuries? Many of us can actually escape death."
"But because of the lack of medicinal materials, it was like a sharp blade that swept away the lives of our Dashun Dynasty's elite soldiers. The wounds caused phlegm due to the lack of medicinal materials, and the bleeding did not stop because there was no hemostatic medicine..."
"Because of the shortage of military doctors, they were left to die in pain. Many of them were not seriously injured, but because of the poor treatment of their wounds, they had high fevers and became unconscious..."
As Chi Jinzhong continued to speak, Jian Xiu felt as if her heart was being grabbed by someone and it hurt so much.
"Do you think the only herbs available on the battlefield are those in the herb shop? Those herbs can't even quench my thirst."
"Do you know that we have tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the Dashun Dynasty? After a fight, how many people will be injured? No, tens of thousands of people, even tens of thousands of people, can be imagined how many medicinal materials are needed..."
Hearing this, Jian Xiu clenched her hands subconsciously.
She really hadn't thought about all this.
She taught them some martial arts and strategies, and also thought about the harshness of the battlefield for them.
But I never thought that they would be so short of medicinal materials.
She even thought about the fact that they might be short of food and grass, and she prepared a lot of points to exchange for food and grass for them in the supermarket.
But now it seems that my thinking was too superficial.
Thinking of this, Jian Xiu turned his head to look at Chi Jinzhong and asked very seriously:
"My Lord, can you tell me more about what happened on the battlefield?"
"You want to know?"
"Well, it's about you and my Dashun Dynasty. I want to know everything!" Jian Xiu said firmly.
She traveled through time and was a secret agent in her previous life.
But she could only get a general idea of the battlefield here, but when she thought about it more deeply, she really couldn't figure it out.
"Well, I have nothing to do today, so I'll talk to you!" Chi Jinzhong said, gazing into the distance.
As the Marquis of Pingyuan, he was a military general.
If I were not older, I would still be galloping on the battlefield...
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That night, after Jian Xiu returned to her bedroom, the words that Chi Jinzhong said were still echoing in her mind.
That bloody...
Such cruelty...
But it's so dangerous...
"Keke, do you know medical skills now?" After promising, Jian Xiu said to Coco.
"Yes, what? Why didn't you tell me that you wanted to go to the battlefield?" Coco couldn't help but ask.
"What? I can't go?"
"You can go, but do you think you can save the battlefield where tens of thousands of people can't resist by yourself?"
"I don't want to fight on the battlefield, I just want to deliver medicinal materials to you." Jian Xiu said truthfully.
In fact, in the dark, after hearing what Chi Jinzhong said, this idea had already come to my mind.
As a special agent, she has seen a lot of hemostatic herbs and trauma herbs.
The prices in herbal medicine shops are also extremely cheap. Many times, because there are too many, the herbal medicine shops simply don’t accept them.
Thinking of this, couldn't she consider sending medicinal herbs to the military camp?
Regardless of whether there is enough military funds in the barracks, she must go on this trip just because she is a member of the Dashun Dynasty.
Coco probably knew what her master was thinking, so she didn't say anything.
It knows very well that once its master has made a decision, no one can change it.
Besides, it's really worth it.
She was right. As a member of the Dashun Dynasty, perhaps God allowed her to travel through time and space just to let her make her own contribution to the Dashun Dynasty.
Thinking of this, Coco reminded helplessly:
"If you really want to send medicinal herbs to the battlefield, then you should train your spirit beasts. Otherwise, it may be too late."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jian Xiu stood up with a swish and exclaimed:
"If you hadn't mentioned this, I would have almost forgotten about it. Why didn't you remind me?"
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