Hao Yuntong quickly prepared the things that His Highness wanted and sent them over. He thought that the moldy dough cake that the prince wanted was not easy to find, but when he arrived in the kitchen, he realized that because of the warm and humid climate near the water in Guangzhou, the leftover dough cake would grow moldy spots as long as it was left overnight, and it would be full of mold silk in two days, and there was no way to eat it. And how dare the cooks leave this kind of thing for His Highness to eat, in the end, Hao Yuntong still found two pieces in the trash can outside the house, he just didn't understand how His Highness used this inedible thing to treat people's injuries.

At this moment, the sky was already bright, and Zhao Yu asked people to remove all the curtains blocking the doors and windows, and asked people to dissolve the fine white salt with warm water and divide it into two pots. He carefully washed his hands in a basin of water. After drying, he took the shochu and smelled it, licked it, and scratched it over the bowl with a candle, shook it with his hand, and put it aside with a frown.

"This lady is ......" At this moment, the idle people in the house have been cleared out, and only two waiting maids and a little lady with a sad face remain. Then there were Chen Zeweng, Hao Yuntong and the Wei brothers who came later, Zhao Yu pointed to the sad little lady and asked.

"Your Highness, this is my brother's clumsy jing!" Chen Zeweng hurriedly stepped forward and replied.

"Oh, then please ask my sister-in-law to wipe his whole body, especially his forehead, armpits, neck, and palms with a sackcloth dipped in soju, until his body temperature drops." Zhao Yu nodded at him to signal that he should not be polite, and instructed him to do it according to his own method, and then let the two maids put the other fine linen cloth in boiling water and wash it repeatedly before drying.

Shochu is distilled liquor, and the specific age of this thing cannot be determined, but it has been clearly recorded in the late Song and early Yuan dynasties. Zhao Yu originally wanted to use it as a disinfectant, but after trying it, he found that the soju manufacturing technology at the moment was not up to par, and the content of the steamed wine was too low to play a role in disinfection. At this moment, Chen Renweng's body temperature is too high, if he doesn't try to cool down quickly, he will have to become dementia even if he doesn't die. But at the moment, there is no ice available, so you can use soju to cool the patient. It's better to have a low degree than water!

"Master Hao, you do as I tell you." Zhao Yu pointed at Hao Yuntong again and said.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Hao Yuntong looked left and right in surprise, which showed that His Highness wanted to teach himself the method of healing the wounded. And he also knew that every doctor regarded his own prescriptions and unique skills as his life, except that his children would not easily pass them on to others, and then peeked at the Wei brothers' faces were already not very good-looking, and he was obviously unhappy that His Highness did not choose them.

Zhao Yu knew that the infection was caused by the growth of bacteria, and in ancient times, there was no knowledge of this area, let alone corresponding disinfection measures and equipment, so he could only try his best to make do. He asked Hao Yuntong to stretch out his hand first. After checking that his nails were still neat and freshly trimmed, he let his sleeves roll and bend his elbows and tie them with strips of cloth. Then he was asked to wash his hands in salt water and soak them in soju, still not allowed to dry them with a cloth, but to raise his hands to dry.

At this time, Zhao Yu was not idle, and personally put the knives and scissors and other tools in the medicine box into the soju to soak, and cut the dried fine linen cloth into several strips with soaked scissors. Zhao Hao just didn't want their hands to be polluted again, but he scared the two of them enough. Trembling and hiding aside. Then he covered his and Hao Yuntong's mouths and noses with two wide linen cloths, and asked them to move the brazier, water basin and other things to the bed, leaving only the two maids to do chores, and the rest of the people retreated to the other side of the room.

Zhao Hao's every move was done very carefully. In the eyes of onlookers, every action of the prince is very pious, but it is like a witch doctor doing it, gradually changing from disbelief to amazement, and then to awe. The Wei brothers, in particular, looked more closely. Trying to remember every movement of His Highness, pondering his intentions.

The expressions of the Wei brothers Zhao Yu had already seen it in his eyes, and he also knew that the two brothers' treatment techniques for trauma must be much stronger than Hao Yuntong. But he also has his own plans for abandoning it. On the one hand, they have been practicing medicine for many years and have formed their own set of theories and procedures, and they do not necessarily strictly follow their own instructions, but unconsciously join private goods; Moreover, they were very famous in the past, and even if they were the prince, they were a child in their eyes, and it was probably difficult to accept their yelling.

Hao Yuntong is different, he was picked up by Zhao Hao, and he has seen the prince's 'magic skills' with his own eyes, and he treats himself as a god, and he is also psychologically weak, so he will carry out whatever he does. And he was just an intern doctor when he was on the plague ship, and he knew that he would not be ashamed of being commanded by His Highness, but would feel flattered. Of course, if Zhao Hao is asked to cut the flesh of someone, he will not and will not dare, and it is really a last resort to fake others......

Under the command of the prince, Hao Yuntong burned the scissors on the fire to break the silk silk wrapped in the wound, and then rinsed the blood on the wound with salt water with the assistance of the maid. Zhao Yu took a closer look, the wound had already festered into a hole that could accommodate fingers, emitting a foul smell, and the periosteum could be faintly seen, but fortunately, no major blood vessels were found around. But he still carefully tied a strip of cloth to the base of his thigh to prevent bleeding during the knife, and blood transfusions were performed from time to time in this era, so he could only die of blood loss.

"Let's do it, cut off the carrion, and clean the wound thoroughly." Zhao Yu adhered to the principle of preferring to tighten rather than loosen, and even used the strength to eat milk, so he tied the cloth tightly, got up and took a step back and said.

"Yes, Your Highness, leave it to your subordinates!" Hao Yuntong agreed, asked the maid to bring the candle closer, picked up the knife and remembered something, turned around and burned the knife on the fire before moving. Zhao Yu was secretly happy when he saw this, although Hao Yuntong didn't know why he asked him to burn the knife and scissors with fire, but he realized that this was a very critical step in the treatment.

"Alas, thankfully you fainted!" Zhao Hao couldn't help but shiver when he saw Hao Yun cleaning the wound with a sharp knife. In this era, there was no anesthetic, and the knife looked small, but it was not much smaller than the fruit knife of later generations. And Chen Renweng didn't react to the knife and scissors at all, and was still in a coma, he couldn't help but feel glad for it. Reaching out again to try his snort, it was smooth and smooth. Touching his forehead again, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, or if the soju rubbed his body had an effect, his body didn't seem to be as hot as it was just now.

"Alas, the right of a dead horse should be a live horse doctor!" Zhao Hao thought that he had used that poor medical knowledge to treat diseases and save people, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. And knowing that there was little hope, but he forcibly acted against it, he was also frightened, and he was not afraid of the tension before the war...... (To be continued.) )