Xia Yunchu didn't know what the medical officer was going to do. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But looking at the wounded soldiers lying in the tent in front of her, either groaning or pressing their foreheads against the ground, she no longer had the heart to worry about doubting what she could do.

"Why didn't you ask me to come over early last night to deal with it. Xia Yunchu frowned and muttered.

The medical soldier standing behind her suddenly had an awkward look on his face.

However, she is now a medical officer with military merits, and with Song Tianyue's seal, no one can question what she wants to do at this time. Most of those medical soldiers didn't speak, just quietly followed behind Xia Yunchu.

Xia Yunchu was wearing a plain brocade man's shirt, which Sui Ben found in his bag, and both the material and the style were the appearance of the son's brother. Although she has now shown her identity in front of everyone, she can walk in the army, but there is no need to deliberately wear women's clothes.

"You just want to wear it, and you don't have to. Sui Ben spread his hands towards Xia Yunchu and said with a smile, "This army is full of stinky men, but I can't find the pink clothes that the little girl is wearing." If you want, I can repair a book for you and go to the beautiful princess in Beijing. She heard that you were working by General Song's side, and she would definitely be willing to give you clothes. ”

Xia Yunchu felt that it was a loss that Song Tianyue had not heard this, otherwise he would definitely have to use military law against Sui Ben.

She didn't want Sui Ben's clothes, but after thinking about it, she felt that she was also a medical officer now, and she was not very old, and if she was still dressed too plainly, she would be looked down upon.

The soldiers lying in these tents all had heavier wounds on their bodies.

At this time, Daqin didn't seem to have any sutures and cuts, and the wounds on the wounds of those wounded soldiers were all just wrapped in strips of cloth, and then covered in the beds made of fur or hay.

Xia Yunchu checked the wounds of the wounded soldiers in the camp tent, and there was not much change in his expression.

But most of the wounded soldiers she looked at showed embarrassment and apologies on their faces.

They themselves know best how disgusting wounds and bedsores can be. A lot of people had a foul smell on them. It was not the stench of not washing the body for many days, but the smell of rotten meat. Even they dislike themselves, let alone others.

Although Xia Yunchu used to help in the camp of wounded soldiers, and many soldiers had seen her, she was dressed completely differently now.

The wounds and bruises on her face were a little appalling, but Sui Ben specially boiled a basin of hot water for her to wipe her body, and found suitable clothes for her. This dress lined her own quiet temperament, and it really looked like a little boy, which made the wounded soldiers even more nervous.

"These hurtful ......" Xia Yunchu frowned and shook his head, sighing, "You shouldn't cover it." Don't bury yourself under the futon like this in the future. ”

Her voice was very steady, and there was not much accusation, but listening to the ears of the doctors around her, it made them red-faced.

"This, according to the teachings in the medical book, the disease of serious injury and blood deficiency should not be seen by the wind and cold, how can it be exposed and not treated. "There was a medical soldier who knew a little about medicine, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to defend himself.

Xia Yunchu thought about it, organized the language, and then spoke, "But you can't see the wind, but you can't always hold it up." It is enough to wrap it in a clean cloth and not blow a cool breeze outside. This is stuffed between the bedding every day, and even ordinary people can't resist it, let alone the sick. There is sick gas and pus in this wound, which does not radiate outward, but it is all covered in the wound, where can it be healed? ”

As soon as she said this, the group of doctors next to her had a look of understanding on their faces, and they all stopped talking.

Xia Yunchu didn't want to teach them a lesson, he just didn't want this wrong method to be circulating in the army.

Seeing that those medical soldiers seemed to accept her statement, Xia Yunchu began to concentrate on the wound in front of him.

The wounded soldier in front of her was wounded in the lower back, probably stabbed by a spear or spear or other weapon, and pierced deep into her body. The wound had been covered between the futons for a long time, and it had been smothered with a circle of blackened rotten flesh.

"Does it hurt?" Xia Yunchu asked with a sigh.

The wounded soldier was not very old, and he looked at Xia Yunchu looking at his wounds so carefully, his face was slightly red, he nodded, and shook his head vigorously as if he had suddenly saved.

Xia Yunchu didn't laugh at him, nor did he dislike the wound full of pus and blood.

She turned her head and asked the doctors for some hot water and boiled cloth, and then spoke to Li Shun behind her, and said, "Brother Shunzi, you go and burn the dagger, I will use it." ”

Li Shun pursed his lips, he was still very unaccustomed to this title. But he didn't say much, just turned around and went to burn the dagger to sterilize it, and then came back and handed it to Xia Yunchu.

Xia Yunchu opened the old cloth that was originally pressed on the waist of the little wounded soldier, and wanted to comfort him softly, but he felt that he didn't know whether to treat the wounded soldier as a child or a man, so he simply didn't do anything that might be superfluous. She spoke directly and said:

"The flesh on the side of your wound is rotten. I'll have to cut up that rotten flesh for you first, and then I'll have to re-bandage your wounds. You have to hold back the pain. ”

"I'm not afraid of pain. The little wounded soldier insisted.

Xia Yunchu smiled, but still shook his head, and said to a few doctors around him, "Hold down his shoulders and waist and legs." ”

Several medical soldiers roughly understood what Xia Yunchu was going to do, and hurriedly stepped forward to suppress the limbs of the little soldier.

The rotten flesh around the wound was all dead. She used a knife to cut, and the little soldier didn't feel anything. However, she couldn't keep the carrion on the flesh, and she didn't dare to use things like maggots to heal the wounded soldiers, so she could only use a knife to cut off the raw meat.

The more movements of her hands, the more painful the wounded became.

Therefore, she has already prepared in her heart.

But when the knife touched the wound and the little soldier couldn't help but scream, Xia Yunchu still twitched in his heart. The little soldier struggled with great strength, and almost didn't overturn a few medical soldiers on his body, so that the dagger in Xia Yunchu's hand was also crooked, and he almost didn't get another wound on the little soldier's body.

"Uh......h Wow......!ahh It hurts!" the soldier cried out.

The doctors and soldiers all had unbearable expressions on their faces.

Xia Yunchu bit his lip, and was about to stabilize his mind and continue to move, but the dagger in his hand was suddenly picked up by a person next to him.

"I'll come. Li Shun said calmly.

He leaned over to look at the wound and asked in Xia Yunchu's ear, "All the blackened circles have been cut?"

Xia Yunchu nodded, and saw Li Shun probe the dagger into the wound, and with a slight turn of his hand, he cut off all the black carrion in the wound, picked it out with the tip of the dagger, and threw it into the pile of old cloth on the side.

"Uhh

The creep let out a scream, and his body arched upwards violently, and his whole body began to convulse.

But Li Shun's dagger had long since been withdrawn, and the wound that originally smelled of rancid was no longer pus, blood and carrion, and bright red blood gushed out.

Xia Yunchu hurriedly bandaged the wound with medicinal powder and a clean cloth towel, and reached out to help the little soldier wipe the cold sweat on his neck, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

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