Yang He walked down the hall, Wu Zhong was busy making a fire and making food, Sun Zhaodi, Zhang Yuncao and other women were also busy bandaging and treating the injured young man, their various techniques, which Yang He demonstrated for them that day, although it was very clumsy, but the overall steps were not wrong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When cleaning wounds, the cleaned cloth is specially boiled in a pot for a while, and it is slightly disinfected with fine salt and shochu.

There was pity in the eyes of the women, but what Yang Xianggong told them to do, they did it.

The injured young men are very grateful, especially those newcomers, in the past, if they were injured, who cared if they lived or died?

Now it is so meticulous and meticulous care.

However, the women bandaged and healed them, especially some young people, whose faces were red all the time.

But they didn't dare to move, or any words and actions of disrespect, into the army, Yang He emphasized to them that after entering the team, everyone is brothers and sisters, members of the special medical team, bandaging and rescuing them, it can be said that there is a life-saving grace, any disrespect, will be severely punished.

There is a well in the house, which facilitates the bandaging and treatment of the medical team.

It can also be seen from the temper of each person, Sun Zhaodi is very spicy, Qingzhuang moves slightly, or opens his mouth to exhale pain, she will scold her head and face, scolding that the person does not dare to move, and even grinning must be careful.

Zhang Yuncao was very careful, and asked softly from time to time if it hurts, so that the young man who was bandaged by her was embarrassed to scream, and gritted his teeth emotionally to endure it.

Han Daxia had already gone down to the hall to help, and Zhang Zhugong and others also came out curiously to see, and the more they watched, the more excited they became.

From their point of view, it can naturally be seen that under such bandaging and treatment, if everyone is injured, their survival rate will be greatly improved.

Then they heard that this was Yang Xianggong's masterpiece, and their eyes were full of shock and admiration, and then they turned numb, what else would Yang Xianggong not have?

Yang He looked around, this time his team suffered more than a dozen casualties, in addition to some people who were slightly injured by swords and arrows, there were also some people who were seriously injured.

For example, the soldier whose left arm was cut off by the bandit's sword and shield hand, his face turned pale and he didn't say a word, and Zhang Yunxu's careful comfort had no effect.

His Hun family and two children knelt beside him and sobbed softly, the man was crippled, what will happen to the life of the family in the future?

They are more worried that men will become a burden and that the team may abandon them.

and the young man who was shot by an arrow in the face, who has been unconscious, and his family members are also crying in pain, they are also worried about whether their own people will be abandoned.

There are also seven soldiers who have died, and next to Cai Daqin, the first deputy, his family members are whimpering in pain, their cries are extremely depressed, causing people to feel sad for a while, and many women and children are crying with them.

Yang He also felt a pain in his heart, all the way over, it was all life and death, and the team was constantly damaged, when was it the end?

Zhang Zhugong and a few people watched from the sidelines, looking the same sad, Hu Chengcheng, Zeng Youyu, and Chen Qiuao were indifferent, obviously they have seen too many such scenes.

Yang He was walking around, and suddenly he was stunned, there was a person next to Han Daxia who was helping, it was actually one of the dozen refugees who were rescued not long ago, when did it come out?

Seeing that this person was a young man, very thin, Yang He remembered his name: Li Jiale.

Yang He saw that he was busy, and he was bandaging an injured young man, and his techniques were quite professional, and he knew how to correctly compress and stop bleeding, protect wounds, and reduce pain.

Yang He couldn't help but walk over to see that the young man was treating another person with a bone injury, and the small splint external fixing method used was quite in place.

Is this man a healer? Yang River walked closer.

Seeing his movements, Sun Zhaodi and the others next to him couldn't help but be surprised, and even a few women talked softly.

Li Jiale also looked at them from time to time, and there were novelty and admiration in his eyes for their treatment and cleaning actions, as well as thoughts.

Yang He looked at this young man, no more than twenty-one years old, wearing a turban, wearing a short brown, wearing a scarf, although his body was thin and his clothes were very ordinary, but his eyes were full of agility, and his expression was quite serious and down-to-earth.

Yang He asked him, "Do you know medical skills?" ”

The young man raised his head and saw that it was Yang He, so he quickly got up and said, "The villain Li Jiale has seen Xianggong." ”

He replied respectfully: "I know a little about fur, the villain has been an apprentice in the medical hall for several years. ”

Yang He was quite interested: "What will you do?" ”

The young man Li Jiale said: "The villain was an apprentice in the Bozhou Medical Center at the age of seven, and now, he also knows a little about pharmacological treatment and herbal medicine. ”

Next to him, Qi Youxin said: "Bozhou? ”

His voice was quite loud, and even Yan Dezheng, who was keeping accounts in the hall, looked at him.

Li Jiale said: "Yes, the villain is indeed from Bozhou, Fengyang Prefecture. ”

He said his experience, it turned out that he was a tenant of Li Yuanwai, a wealthy family in the village, who was bitter and mean, and did not reduce the rent even in the famine year, and the family's life was unsustainable, so his parents sent him to the hospital as an apprentice.

Over the years, I have also learned some shallow medical skills and learned some herbal medicines.

At the beginning of this year, the shopkeeper of the medical center was killed by bandits when he returned to his hometown to visit relatives, and the apprentices of the medical center were sent home, and their lives were even more unsustainable.

His parents starved to death, leaving him alone among the homeless, and then he was caught up with some of the refugees by the Bronze Mountain bandits.

OK......

He looked at Yang He with incomparable gratitude in his eyes.

Yang He was happy in his heart, there were no doctors, and the medical hall apprentice was not bad, at least it was a genuine medical industry.

Han Daxia is just a hunter, he knows some herbs and bandaging, Zhao Zhongju, Sun Zhaodi and others didn't know anything about it before, and now they finally have a professional.

……

Yang He incorporated the young man Li Jiale into the medical team, and his task in the future was to search for herbs along the way and rescue the wounded after the war.

At noon, everyone had a full meal, and also ate barbecue, and there was laughter and laughter, the living rejoiced, the dead mourned, and everything in the world was like this.

In the afternoon, he had some large pits dug behind the mountain and bury the dead soldiers.

The new tomb was first erected, with some wooden planks inserted on it as a tombstone, and then everyone bowed to the grave together.

Yang He made a gesture, he looked at the eight graves, and a sadness suddenly welled up in his heart, and tears rolled down.

He chanted: "You were born in your hometown, and you are buried in Si, a hundred miles away from your hometown, can you know that this is the place to return to your bones?" ”

"Woohoo! The paper ashes are flying, the wind is wild, and the soul is gone! ”

"I can't think of it before I was alive, and I can't know it after my death, and I don't hear you and other words, but I still look back at you again and again, and I mourn! Alas! ”

Everyone was sad and cried together.

Yang He burst into tears, he looked at the eight graves, and then at the weeping family members, and saw them crying and falling to their knees.

He helped them up and said solemnly: "Yang Mou swears here, with my Yang He for one day, I will ensure that you have food and clothing for one day, and we will move forward together." ”

Looking at these grateful families of the deceased, the pain in Yang He's heart has not diminished by half a point, he can comfort others, who will comfort him?

In troubled times, he was just a bigger ant.

Two days later, they set off and the group disappeared into the snowstorm.