"Li Dapeng, you go, sew up his wound according to the rules!"

Under the orders of the military medical officer, as a medical nurse in the army, Li Dapeng hurriedly ran to an "operating table", and the soldier lying on it was cut with a knife on the thigh, although he had done a simple bandaging after the injury, but the effect was not good, and the wound was inflamed again, so he returned to the bandage station again to re-bandage, and the wound needed to be cleaned with spirits again.

Li Dapeng removed the bandage in a few clicks, and his wound could be seen to be red and swollen, and when he cut the stitched wound with scissors, some blood gushed out. Although he did not study medicine, and he was originally only a civilian man in the army, after a long period of training, he was instructed by the military when he was in Jiangyin, so Li Dapeng also learned a little of the most basic wound treatment methods. He learned the method that the military had taught them, first cleaned the wound with spirits, carefully cleaned the dirt in the wound, and finally cleaned the wound with concentrated salt water, and so on, only when the wounded were numb by the wound stimulated by salt water, he took the opportunity to suture it with horsetail thread, compared with twine, cotton thread and other threads, the horsetail soaked in alcohol is more suitable for suturing the wound, and the surface will not be contaminated with bacteria.

After stitching up the wound and bandaging the wound carefully, the wounded soldier immediately got up and thanked him repeatedly.

"Thank you Li Langzhong, thank you Li Langzhong!"

After living for more than 40 years, for Li Dapeng, he was just a man who was bullied by others in the past, and he had never gained such gratitude and respect, but now in this bandage, he can feel the sincere gratitude of those wounded soldiers, and even be called "Langzhong" by them, and the sense of achievement that he has never had has long taken root in his heart, and it is precisely because of this that he will work harder, seriously stitch up the wounds of the wounded soldiers, and treat their external injuries.

And when he was dealing with the external injuries of the wounded soldiers, in a ward in the bandage station, Wu Wenping, who was wearing a plain Confucian robe, faced the soldiers who had fainted, his brows were locked, he was the nephew of Wu Shilong, a famous doctor in Jiangyin, and he had been an apprentice in his medical hall for many years, and was called into the camp as a medical officer in Jiangyin. This kind of despicable technique is naturally not done by famous doctors, and even for Wu Wenping, the reason why he practiced it was just to learn a "craft of eating".

But he never thought that after the Zhongyi battalion became an army, the "recruitment list" posted specifically named Langzhong, who was proficient in foreign governance, still had a salary of forty taels a month, and in the face of such treatment, Wu Wenping, who was originally just to make a living, naturally immediately responded to the camp.

As a medical officer in the army, in addition to diagnosing and treating general diseases, the most relieved thing for Wu Wenping is probably the diagnosis and treatment of external injuries in the army, using the "last technique" in the mouth of the sixth uncle, and even here, he also learned a series of surgical skills such as disinfection and suturing.

And now, in the face of this unconscious wounded, his whole body became dazed,

"In my opinion, I'm afraid that the wound is inflamed, you see that the wound is red and swollen......

"But how can this be the case if the wound has been treated so properly?"

"I'm afraid that there is still a lack of qi and blood, in the opinion of old decay, it is better to use Ejiao to replenish blood first, and after replenishing qi and blood, the injury will heal naturally......"

Several medical officers of various ages surrounded the wounded, and you and I said word by word, and while they were saying this, someone interjected.

"If the pulse is so weak, it must be a lack of qi and blood, and this coma must be caused by qi deficiency causing the evil wind to enter the body......

It was Zhang Shiji, the only "Langzhong" in the army, who spoke, although he was just a Jianghu Langzhong, but he still seemed very proud of a "fake Langzhong" like Wu Wenping.

"The bone-setting master on the rivers and lakes also knows what it means to cure diseases!"

Zhang Shiji's sarcasm only made Wu Wenping's face red, but despite this, none of them refuted, after all, in the medical hall, they were also the outer Zhilangzhong who was slightly higher than the disciples in the hall, and they were actually not Langzhong at all.

"What to make up for Ejiao, don't say it if you don't understand it in the future, it will make people laugh. It's just an outsider who runs the rivers and lakes, but what is Langzhong! ”

When Zhang Shiji sarcastically said something sarcastic, he didn't notice that there was a person standing outside the tent. Zhu Mingzhong, who originally wanted to come to the tent to take a look, naturally witnessed this scene.

Zhu Mingzhong, who walked into the tent quietly and with an expressionless face, did not intervene in the dispute between them, but walked straight to the side of the wounded, and then asked in the surprise of everyone.

"What's the matter with this wounded?"

Looking at the stitched, red and swollen wound, a word came to his mind.

"Gunshot wounds!"

Only a gunshot wound would make such a hole.

"Military Gate!"

Seeing the person who suddenly walked in, Wu Wenping was stunned at first, but he didn't expect the military gate to come to such a place, so he hurriedly replied.

"Junmen, this, this person was wounded, I, although we have already sutured the wound according to the suture technique you taught in Jiangyin, but who knows, this wound is red, swollen and inflamed, and the person has also fainted today, and there are dozens of soldiers who have been injured by the wound are similar to his situation......

Lead poisoning!

After subconsciously thinking of this possibility in his mind, Zhu Mingzhong asked again.

"Since he was wounded, did he take out the lead in his body?"

The answer is obviously no, and even Wu Wenping and others were surprised.

"Take the lead, this, this lead goes deep into the body, how to get it?"

When he said this, Zhang Shiji even flattered him on the side.

"Junmen, why do you need to take out this lead, from the villain's point of view, this must be because the wound is fire, and the one in this must be surging with fire, resulting in a deficiency of qi and blood, just need to supplement the qi and blood with medicine, reduce its internal fire, and it will definitely be effective......"

When Zhang Shiji took out his set of "external injury and internal treatment" again, Zhu Mingzhong's brows frowned, it was not that he didn't know that he was studying medicine, there were also surgeons in ancient China, but these surgeons were not regarded as "doctors", and even they were rejected by mainstream doctors, as for their set of surgical techniques, they were even despised as "last skills", and there was even a saying that "ridiculed external treatment as sophistry", and a few well-known external treatment masters were rejected by the mainstream, even in the medical hall, The status of the external treatment hand is also extremely low, and there is no shame in the "external skill" that is supposed to treat diseases and save people, in this case, how can the level of surgical technology be improved?

"Hmph, if this is the case, I'm afraid it will really hurt these injured brothers!"

With an ironic sound, regardless of Zhang Shiji's extremely rare face, Zhu Mingzhong instructed Wang Dahu outside the tent.

"Big Tiger, you go to the mansion and get my medical box!"

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