The military doctors in the Minzhou army are just ordinary doctors, maybe not even doctors, they can only deal with some simple wounds, or minor diseases such as wind and cold, not only the military doctors in the Minzhou army, but also the military doctors in all the armies of the Tang Dynasty, compared to the serious doctors, they are just half-hearted.

Qin Bingyue took out the needle and thread from the things she was carrying and came to the wounded barracks.

How many soldiers lost their lives innocently because the wounds were too big to stop the bleeding? And this method of stitching was only popularized in the army of Liaodong, because when he was in Liaodong, Sun Simiao had been in Liaodong for a lot of time and popularized this method.

Sun Simiao is an old immortal in the eyes of the people, and he personally popularized it, so he naturally has more weight than Xuan Shijing's words.

After entering the wounded barracks, the smell of blood became even stronger, and Qin Bingyue's ears could hear the moans of the soldiers in the camp all the time.

Walking up to a dying wounded soldier and seeing the knife wound on his thigh, the military doctor just hastily bandaged it with herbs.

Qin Bingyue squatted down with the box in her hand, and carefully looked at the wounded soldier's wounds, still oozing blood.

Reaching out and patting his face, he asked softly, "How do you feel now?" ”

The wounded soldier barely opened his eyes, saw Qin Bingyue's world-shattering face, and muttered to himself, "Am I already dead?" I saw the fairies. ”

Qin Bingyue was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You are not dead yet, but you are seriously injured, looking at your appearance, you have shed a lot of blood, and now the blood from your wound has not completely stopped, if you continue like this, you will die." ”

Hearing Qin Bingyue's words, the wounded soldier's eyes dimmed, and he didn't know that this kind of knife wound was the most difficult to treat, and he could only watch the wound bleed......

"But now I have a way to stop the bleeding for you, maybe I can save your life, but you must endure the pain, support it, and don't fail to get up in one breath halfway, in that case, I will really be weak." Qin Bingyue's cold voice echoed in the ears of the wounded soldier.

"It's already hurt, and where can it hurt again, it's just that my body is bloody, but it stains the girl's hands."

Qin Bingyue shook her head: "Don't worry, as she spoke, ignoring the blood stains on the wounded soldier's legs, she reached out and uncovered the cloth belt that had been bandaged, revealing the herbs inside, but this herb had long been soaked in blood."

The residue of herbs on the wound was cleaned, and the wound was still oozing blood visibly. Qin Bingyue hurriedly threaded the needle and began to stitch up the wounded soldier's wound.

If it was a painful cut on the body before, now it feels a bit like a blunt knife cutting flesh.

"Only by stitching up your wound can you stop the bleeding and endure it." Qin Bingyue's subordinates stitched up the wound while comforting the soldier.

Qin Bingyue's face also oozed sweat, although it was feasible to stitch up the wound, but after all, it was the first time she had done this kind of work, although she was familiar with medical skills, but this kind of direct sewing of people as fabric, for a while, it was unacceptable, but she also knew that she was not allowed to retreat now, there was a living life in front of her, a soldier who was injured in order to defend his family and country and protect the people.

Soon, the wound was stitched up, and even if there was blood going out, it was only one drop or two, not seeping out like before.

In addition to the wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks, there were also those who were responsible for taking care of their comrades, Qin Bingyue wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve, and beckoned a soldier over.

"Why is the girl here?" After the soldier asked this question, he saw the blood stains on Qin Bingyue's hands and the soldiers lying on the ground, and he knew in his heart, could it be that this girl was a doctor?

"Go to those gold sore medicines, if you have wine, get some wine, you don't need too much, just half a bowl." Qin Bingyue said: "I just stopped the bleeding for this person, and he needs to wipe it with wine, otherwise the wound will suppurate." ”

"Yes, Miss Qin." The soldier turned around and went to look for the things Qin Bingyue used.

The military doctor not far away saw Qin Bingyue dealing with the wounded soldiers, and also walked over.

"Girl, is this?" The military doctor looked at Qin Bingyue puzzled, he had obviously dealt with this wounded soldier, and whether he could survive such a long and deep knife wound could only be left to fate.

The wounded soldier's wound had only been stitched up and had not yet been bandaged, Qin Bingyue simply explained to the military doctor how to deal with this wound, and if he encountered such an injury in the future, he could better save the wounded's life.

After Qin Bingyue's explanation, the military doctor suddenly realized, and when he saw the living example in front of him, he had to admire.

"It turned out to be a method discovered by Sun Simiao's old immortal, and it is really very easy to use." The medic said.

Qin Bingyue didn't bother to break it, his own Hou Ye said that it would be much more useful to popularize this matter by Sun Simiao's name than him, and it was just a little false name, it didn't matter.

"There is not much alcohol in the army, please order me not to let the soldiers drink more for the time being." Qin Bingyue said.

She is a female streamer, and it is more useful to say this in the barracks, or the identity of a military doctor.

"What the girl said is extreme, I'll tell you about it." The medic arched his hand in response.

The military doctor left, and Qin Bingyue continued to check if there were any soldiers around him who had stab wounds in the eye, carrying his own sewing box to stitch up the wounds for them.

There is not much alcohol in the army, most of which were delivered to the barracks yesterday, and this wine and meat was originally used to reward soldiers with outstanding training achievements, but now it has become a priority for the wounded to be fed.

After all, they are wounded, and they have to be treated preferentially, and they are all people who shed blood for Datang.

After noon, Gao Yuan quietly left the barracks with three fast horses, and at this time, Gao Jun and the others and the soldiers who came back from the battle last night were still resting, and they could hear the earth-shaking snoring inside through the military tent.

In the next two days, as Xuan Shijing expected, there was no movement at all on Tuyuhun's side, perhaps they thought that the vanguard was already a little happy in Minzhou.

"Master Hou, the corpses at the foot of the mountain have begun to stink, if the wind turns around, I'm afraid our military camp will not be spared." On this day, Gao Jun mentioned this matter in Xuan Shijing's tent.

"Well, it's time too." Xuan Shijing smiled and took out a handwritten letter from the bookcase: "Your brother has entered the palace, then, this handwritten letter will be sent by you to the Tuyuhun official closest to the border." ”

"Yes." Gao Jun responded.

Attacking the city is the bottom, attacking the heart is the top, what Xuan Shijing is doing now is attacking the heart.