Yikes!

The crowd almost didn't burst out laughing.

Chen Song looked at Wu Shuang with a black line.

"It can't really be, right?"

Wu Shuang saw Chen Song looking at him silently, and hurriedly persuaded: "Then you quickly wash off the oil on your hands and get it again, lest the storage time of this batch of pills become shorter!"

Chen Song felt a little crazy, and said to Wu Shuang: "Brother Wu, my hands are very clean, and the oil is really not on my hands!"

"It's not yours, why is the pill so oily?"

Wu Shuang looked at Chen Song suspiciously.

He just couldn't figure it out!

After biting the pill open just now, I felt a greasy feeling in the pill!

Since it wasn't in Chen Song's hands, where did the oil on this pill come from?

The rest of the people were reminded by Wu Shuang, and they also looked at Chen Song in puzzlement.

Chen Song had no choice but to explain: "The plant itself contains oil, but the size of the oiliness, some plants are oily enough to directly extract edible oil, the cauldron is rich in oily precious medicinal materials, this process of boiling medicinal materials is similar to refining vegetable oil, if I hadn't absorbed some medicinal properties just now, it is estimated that the pills made of these medicinal liquids are not brownish, but oily, bright and dark black!"

Everyone suddenly realized.

Plants are indeed rich in liquid oiliness, like common peanut oil, soybean oil, corn oil, etc., which are extracted directly from plants.

The oil on this pill is undoubtedly the oiliness of the original medicinal materials after the torment of the medicinal materials, so the medicinal liquid also contains a lot of oil, and the pill made of this naturally contains a lot of medicinal oil.

Chen Song's words solved one more of their questions.

It's that the color of these pills looks different from the pills on the market, and I originally thought that it was because there were too many precious medicinal materials to make it this brownish-yellow.

Unexpectedly, it was because the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials were absorbed by Chen Song, and the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials were reduced, so that they would become this color.

After Chen Song finished speaking, he ignored everyone, picked up the remaining ball of medicinal liquid in the big spoon with his hand, and rubbed it back and forth on the wall of the big iron pot......

It wasn't until he felt that the moisture on this ball of liquid medicine was almost baked and would not continue to deform that Chen Song stopped rubbing.

Picked up the finger-sized, round, soft and elastic pill from the iron pot, pinched it with his index finger and thumb, glanced at the firelight, and then handed the pill with a brownish yellow body to Wu Shuang.

Wu Shuang took it and saw that this pill was exactly the same as the one he had eaten just now.

The surface of the pill is dense and smooth, and the overall color is also the same, and there is also a layer of oily reflection, so you can obviously feel the oiliness rich in the pill!

Wu Shuang was relieved and happily gestured to Hong Ying.

Hong Ying immediately understood, turned around and found a clean tray, and held it in both hands.

Wu Shuang gently put the pill into the tray, turned his head and continued to look at Chen Song rubbing the pill.

Chen Song continued to use a big spoon to gently scrape up another layer of liquid medicine on the surface of the plate of liquid, next to the place where it had been scraped, and then kneaded the liquid medicine into a ball with his hands in the big spoon.

Then he picked up the medicine ball from the big spoon and divided it into two again, throwing one ball back into the big spoon, and holding the other ball with his hand and rubbing it back and forth on the wall of the large iron pot......

After the surface of the liquid medicine was scraped once, Chen Song scraped the surface of the other liquid medicine and let the surface of the original liquid medicine continue to solidify......

Alternating back and forth like this, soon the tray held by Hong Ying was filled with pills at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone was surprised to find that these pills that Chen Song rubbed out, whether it was color, roundness, size, or even elasticity, each one looked exactly the same, almost identical!

I couldn't help but admire the control in Chen Song's hands!

If you don't have any real effort in this hand, it is estimated that it is enough to rub each pill to almost the same size, not to mention when it comes to kneading, the density and moisture of the pill are grasped to cause the pill to have the same elastic strength and precise control!

Seeing that there were more and more pills being made, Wu Shuang was smiling so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

Chen Song took a sip of beer every time he made one, and soon the ground at his feet was full of bottles.

Yang Hao looked at these brownish-yellow, shiny pills, and suddenly the picture of Chen Song in the steamer suddenly appeared in his heart, and he almost couldn't help laughing.

He seriously doubted that these pills and powders contained the old mud on Chen Song's body, after all, Chen Song really hadn't taken a bath for a long time!

Water vapor will make the human body sweat a lot, and sweat will definitely flow into the iron pot.

So this pot can really be said to be made of Chen Song's bath water.

But seeing that Hong Ying was holding on to it like a lifeline, as if he was afraid that someone would come and snatch it away, Yang Hao couldn't laugh anymore, and even had the urge to cry!

After all, once a war breaks out, a lack of medical care and medicine is a common thing, and it is also the most fatal.

People on the front lines of the war often have no way to retreat, and the casualties can be imagined!

Every minute they hold up, it means that they have one more hope of victory, as long as they can survive, even if they are old mud, why not eat to heal their injuries?

If you haven't experienced the threat of war, you can't imagine the despair!

Wars can be won and lost, but there really are no winners!

In order to win, both sides need to pay a painful price, and how much bloodshed and sacrifice they have to go through is really a terrible thing, and the situation is so tragic and bloody that ordinary people can hardly bear.

Lao Tzu said: The ominous weapon of the soldier is not the weapon of the gentleman, and it is used as a last resort, and tranquility is the best.

Now this hard-won peace is entirely because there are too many people like Hong Ying who sacrifice their lives to defend their homeland, stand up at critical times, and always guard the most dangerous front!

Now the surrounding forces are always eyeing each other, and there is a possibility of war at any time.

How long can this hard-won peace last?

Perhaps because in recent years, I have lived peacefully in the mining area, and I feel that the war is far away, so I have forgotten the beauty of peace, and I will not cherish the hard-won peace, and sometimes even show all kinds of dissatisfaction.

It is the most dangerous thing to completely forget that you were born in sorrow and die in peace, and even the most basic sense of crisis and vigilance is gradually being worn out and forgotten!

When Chen Song kneaded the last liquid medicine in the tray into pills and accurately threw them into the tray held by Hong Ying, he stood up straight, shook his numb arm vigorously, looked at the tray held by Hong Ying, and the pills that were about to fall down, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Hao hurriedly handed over a roasted chicken wing.

This chicken wing, he roasted it very carefully, golden butter and shiny, which made people have an appetite to watch.

"Thank you!"

Chen Song happily took it and bit it down.

"It should be us who thank you!"

Ge Jun looked at the full amount of pills and powders, bowed to Chen Song, and thanked: "These pills and powders can save many of our brothers, Chen Song, thank you very much!"

"Thank you!"

Hong Ying and the surrounding big men in camouflage uniforms all followed Ge Jun to thank Chen Song.

They had many brothers who were injured before, but they didn't have good medicine, and they had to regret it in the end.

It's not that the general is reluctant to spend money, and the general has always tried to find a way, even throwing money to invite the best doctors in the world, but in the face of a dangerous situation at any time, how many dare to come? How many are willing to stay in such a place where their lives are in danger at any time for a long time?

Sometimes, if the treatment is not timely or the medical level is insufficient, and the medicine cannot keep up, various problems will occur.

Usually for the sake of war or to buy time, most of them do not wait for the arrival of medical teams and medicines, and use straightforward treatment, and there is no one who can really solve this problem or such drugs appear.

Now these pills and powders can undoubtedly reduce many casualties, and even give them a new life!

"You're welcome, it's just a gesture!"

Chen Song didn't think what he was doing was so remarkable.

In his opinion, it was a matter of course.

After the old man taught it again and again, everyone in the back was responsible for making pills and powders into pills and powders from the medicine bath for the first time, and it was just a matter of consuming some physical strength, which was much simpler than raising the medicine bottom!

Wu Shuang was a little drunk at this time, staggered past the pile of empty beer bottles under his feet, which could no longer tell how many there were, put his arm on Chen Song's shoulder, and said with a knotted tongue: "Chen Song, speaking of which...... Your second brother ....... hiccup...... And you are our nobleman!"

Not to mention that he has become a martial artist, he has also trained a team that can solve problems, and Chen Song's pills and powders belong to reducing casualties.

The problems that these two solve happen to be the problems that he attaches the most importance to, and they are also the problems of force and casualties that he relies on for survival.

But he knew the pain best.

Everything here except for people needs to rely on other countries, and it is not at all self-sufficient like Huaxia Kingdom.

The level of local doctors can only simply deal with trauma, drip and so on, so they can only rely on heavy money to hire an international medical team, the more good the medical skills, the more difficult to invite, they are not short of money, more focus on enjoyment, they never consider this need to stay in a boring and dangerous place for a long time!

And the better the medicine, the more harsh the storage conditions, the war together, there is no time and no conditions to deliver in place, and even sometimes these valuable drugs are not as good as a bottle of ordinary trauma medicine to carry, you can imagine how helpless the local medical level is!

Now with these pills and powders that Chen Song can carry, as long as he is not killed by a single blow, he can delay time and get better treatment, which is equivalent to one more life!

"Brother Wu is polite!"

Chen Song thought for a while and said, "I'll write you a prescription later, it's specifically for external injuries that have a miraculous effect, and the medicinal materials are also simple!"

"Okay!ha...... Great!"

Wu Shuang patted Chen Song's shoulder excitedly, and laughed: "....... hiccup....... Hong Ying, let people bring wine....... how can you be so happy without wine!"

"Chen Song, you write down first"

Liu saw at a glance that Wu Shuang had drunk a little too much, and he was afraid that he would delay the matter, so he hurriedly took out a pen and paper from his pocket and handed it to Chen Song.

"Master Liu is right!"

Chen Song took the pen and paper, pondered for a moment, wrote a prescription on it that has a miraculous effect on stopping bleeding, thought about it, tore it off and handed it to Ge Jun.

"On behalf of all of us, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you!"

Ge Jun was so excited that he took it with both hands and put it down solemnly, as if he was not at ease, he covered it with his hands through his clothes.

How many people can be saved on this paper!

When I looked up, I found that Wu Shuang, who was originally next to Chen Song, was already sitting on the ground, and the beer in his hand was still pouring into his mouth.

Ge Jun shouted to Wu Shuang a little helplessly: "General, General, are we going back?"

"....... hiccup...... ......Not yet? Drink enough!"

Wu Shuang struggled to stand up, and said vaguely: "...... Wait for me...... I'm going to pee first, and then I'm ....... burp when I come back...... Come back...... Come back and keep drinking!"