After eating and drinking, San Lang put away the bowl, Mu Fushu said that he wanted to take a bath, San Lang blushed and said: "I wiped it for you yesterday, and I changed my clothes......"

Mu Fushu doesn't care, the two of them have slept in the same bed for so long, even if they haven't reached the last step, they have seen everything they should see, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about. Just looked at Saburo's ears and even felt a little funny: "Even the underwear has changed?" ”

Saburo knew that the eldest lady called the profane clothes underwear, so she nodded and said, "Changed, take it from your suitcase." ”

Mu Fushu nodded: "Do you want to go in and take a bath too?" ”

San Lang shook his head: "Uncle will come over at any time." ”

Mu Fushu squinted at him: "Time flies inside quickly, it won't take a moment for us to take a shower and come out." After speaking, he took the dirty clothes that he and Saburo changed out of yesterday, and pulled Saburo into the space.

The two took a shower before and after, Mu Fushu threw the clothes into the washing machine, and made a simple meal.

In yesterday's battle, the Shu army suffered more than 50,000 casualties, and the casualties of the Qi army were only a lot more. Yang Weng didn't say much about Cui Chongyu's broken leg, only said that the Qi army would not fight recently, and the two sides returned to a stalemate.

Yang Weng also brought a "reluctant invitation" from the King of Shu, hoping that she could return to the Shu army camp to help treat the wounded......

None of the wounded handled by Mu Fushu died yesterday, and the situation improved and asked the accompanying doctors of the Shu army to hide their faces, and the worship of the divine doctor had made them crazy, and they couldn't wait to fall under her pomegranate skirt immediately......

Of course, except for the King of Shu, no one knew that this miracle doctor was actually a little lady.

Mu Fushu thought about it for a while and agreed.

Now San Lang and Yang Weng can't go back, and if she wants to stay, she needs to find something to do.

Mu Fushu endured the scorching heat, changed into men's clothes, wore a homemade mask and wrapped his hair to the Shu army camp.

Fortunately, the Shu army has a serious camp for wounded soldiers, but the sanitary condition makes people can't help but tear a handful of sad tears: the tent of ten people is crowded and squeezed on the ground There are no less than 20 people, and the lightly injured have to help the seriously injured to bandage and take medicine......

Mu Fushu held his breath and ran out, and said with an angry face: "Then how is this arranged?" With so many people lying on such a dirty ground, aren't you afraid of the plague? ”

Hearing the word "plague", Saburo pounced on her and covered her mouth, and the others were also frightened. Yang Weng's face changed greatly when he brought them over: "Auntie, don't talk nonsense!" ”

Mu Fushu struggled: "How can I talk nonsense? The weather is so hot, the wounds of the wounded are not well disinfected and bandaged, and the sewage on the ground flows sideways, not to mention that the wounded soldiers are easy to be infected, and those who are in good health will also be infected in such an environment. ”

After speaking, Mu Fushu ran to the tent and shouted: "Come out, go to a clean place." ”

The king of Shu had handed over the wounded barracks to the "divine doctor", and everyone obediently retreated. Mu Fushu told them not to drink raw water, but to boil it before drinking. ran to the place where the medicine was decocted, checked the medicine jar and water, instructed the people in the pharmacy to go out, asked San Lang to look around, ran to the space to copy a few prescriptions for epidemic prevention, found the camp doctor and asked them to decoct the medicine, and secretly mixed some space water into it, and told everyone to drink a bowl every day regardless of whether they were good or sick.

The wounded soldiers in the tents were moved to slightly cleaner tents, and different tents were arranged according to the severity of their wounds, and liquor and vinegar were sprinkled inside and outside the tents. These were all valuables during the war, and if it weren't for Mu Fushu's insistence, he wouldn't have come to these.

Mu Fushu had no way to take out alcohol disinfectant in front of everyone, so he could only try to use things from this era to help them. The military doctors and the doctors recruited at zero hour all looked at her with fierce eyes, hoping to see the demeanor of the "miracle doctor" during treatment, Mu Fushu could no longer blatantly use anesthetic needles and other operations, and his mood was suddenly very bad. Turned his face and said: "I don't want others to watch me, I don't want others to watch, go out!" ”

In this era, doctors must have a certificate issued by the imperial court, most of the doctors are family heirlooms, which family has a secret recipe can eat for a few lifetimes, and everyone understands Mu Fushu's caution. Only one young doctor said loudly: "The divine doctor is better to teach us, we are willing to respect the teacher, and if we learn it, we can also save more people, and hope that the divine doctor will be perfect!" ”

Mu Fushu turned to look at the person who spoke, about the age of his early twenties, medium height, fair face, ordinary facial features, and he should have a good family background when he looked at his clothes.

His words seemed to reach everyone's hearts, and Mu Fushu sneered. This man is very good at talking, and he is also good at provoking people's hearts, putting himself on the moral high ground, and he learns the medical skills of a miracle doctor not for himself, but to save people. If the miracle doctor is an ordinary person, he can only teach if he can't say it.

Mu Fushu is not a stingy person, he must be very generous and willing to teach people, but not in such a "forced" situation. Thinking of this, she asked kindly, "Who are you?" ”

"In Xiahuizhou, Le Yongwan." The young man bowed very respectfully.

Mu Fushu frowned: "I haven't heard of it." ”

An old man with a white beard and white hair coughed and said, "Divine doctor, Lejia is a master of Huizhou medicine, and the doctors in Huizhou all respect Lejia." ”

Mu Fushu looked at him this time, and said curiously: "Since you are a master of Huizhou medicine, how did you get here?" ”

Shouldn't this person be following the Qi army? Why did you run to the Shu King military camp? Mu Fushu was very curious.

This time, it was Yang Weng, who had been silent on the sidelines, who spoke: "The daughter of the Le family is the concubine of the King of Shu. ”

Mu Fushu nodded, so that's the case! I didn't expect this Lejia to really have the ability, and the concubine married the King of Shu without being retaliated against by the new king!

Yang Weng seemed to know what she was thinking, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Outsiders don't know about this." ”

Mu Fushu was even more surprised. This Lejia is really amazing! If you marry a concubine, you can still do it without knowing it.

Le Yongwan still looked at Mu Fushu so respectfully, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she said loudly: "If you want to learn, you can go and change into clean clothes first, I'll go in and prepare, and then I'll call you in." ”

Mu Fushu decided to respond to them.

The surgical tent was freshly erected and in a large open field. Mu Fushu went first to disinfect with disinfectant water, and then thoroughly disinfected the operating bed made of the door panel, and the table was also covered with disinfectant towels, on which sterilized surgical instruments were placed, and the anesthetic was replaced with oral medicine, just waiting for the wounded to come in.

A quarter of an hour later, the doctors changed their clothes and came in, and Mu Fushu separated them three meters away from the operating table. The casualty was slashed in the back, looked scary, and was unconscious due to blood loss.

Saburo poured him the anesthetic mixed with space water. After Mu Fushu thoroughly disinfected his wounds, he quickly threaded the needle and thread, and the timid doctor couldn't help but run out, and there were three or four left, and Le Yongwan was among them.

The surgery was carried out quickly, but it was completed in less than half an hour. The second was an arrow in the chest, which has not yet been pulled out. Mu Fushu felt a little dangerous. Yesterday was organic, because if you open the chest, your lungs will atrophy, and she will not dare to open it without a machine, and she will die if she opens it. But now that they're all here watching, she's a little embarrassed.

Look closely at the arrow, which passes through the right chest and out of the back. Mu Fushu didn't know if it had penetrated his lungs, but it didn't look like it, but Yang Weng's wounded breathing was not affected.

She decided to take a gamble, and after feeding the medicine, she cut off the arrow on her back and pulled out the broken arrow.

Blood splashed out, Mu Fushu and San Lang hurriedly stopped the bleeding, cleaned the wound, stitches and bandaged it......

The two surgeries were completed, and several doctors were dazzled. Le Yongwan opened his mouth and said: "Is this how the wound will be faster, and the bleeding can be stopped?" ”

Mu Fushu nodded: "Theoretically, that's right." ”

Le Yongwan seemed a little disappointed. I thought that the miracle doctor had some great ability, but it turned out to be to sew up the wound with needles and threads.

Mu Fushu sneered and admonished: "The stitches seem simple but they are actually very difficult, first of all, the threads must be sterilized, and then the stitches must be removed, and the stitches also need to be fed when the stitches are boiled......"

Le Yongwan's eyes lit up: "But the hemp left by Hua Tuo is boiling?" ”

Mu Fushu was noncommittal: "Almost." ”

"That recipe...... Can you take a look? ”

Mu Fushu's eyes were round: "The recipe is my family heirloom, could it be that the secret recipe of the Le family will also tell others that it can't be done?" ”

Le Yongwan smiled slightly: "This hemp boiling powder is different from other recipes, it is a ...... to save people"

"Which recipe doesn't save people?" Mu Fushu was already impatient to talk to him, this person was really annoying, and the cheekiness was beyond her imagination.

Le Yongwan looked at the person in front of him who was not tall and only had a pair of big eyes exposed, and shrank a little, but when he remembered the numbness, he still explained in a low voice: "It's not to find a prescription, I just want to try to do stitches, and the patient must be unbearable without anesthetic." ”

Mu Fushu didn't expect him to have such courage, so he looked him up and down and said, "You haven't done it before, just try it with a patient, isn't that appropriate?" ”

"The student also asked the gentleman to give me some pointers." Le Yongwan bowed to the end.

Mu Fushu laughed angrily at him. There are such people!

San Lang also sank his face: "You are so rude!" Big...... Dr. Mu didn't take you as an apprentice, so what did Mr. say? This suture surgery seems simple but it is actually difficult, and it is not right for you to practice with people casually, so let's test on animals first. ”

Le Yongwan looked at San Lang carefully and said disdainfully: "A certain has always had an excellent memory, and it will be good to watch it twice." It's an honor for those wounded soldiers to give me a try, so why not? Doctor Mu just needs to give me some hemp to boil. I learned it as soon as possible, and I can save more wounded soldiers, after all, these are all under my command of the King of Shu. ”

Mu Fu Shu Fu Forehead. Where did such a strange thing come from? If you have a good memory, you can copy the surgical process, and "I am under the command of the King of Shu", which is really imposing!

While she was pondering, another wounded man with a broken leg came in. The broken bones have been connected, but the trauma is still there, and the thighs are swollen and thicker than the waist, and some are black.

Mu Fushu's heart is suffocated, he is afraid of sepsis!

Ignoring Le Yongwan's chatter, she picked up disinfectant to rinse the wound, and cut the wound to release pus...... After a period of tossing, the wounded who were fed anesthetic and were in some pain couldn't help but hum.

Mu Fushu dealt with him and was about to go out, but Le Yongwan stepped forward to grab her, Mu Fushu slapped her palm, she was really angry! R1152