The cold winter is still there, and the snow is falling. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Gong Du wore thick iron armor to guard outside the tent, and the machete in his hand had been polished. Next to him was Zhou Cang, with a hundred and ten barbarians of Tiefutu, motionless in the heavy snow, and it seemed that he had also joined Gong Du's guard work.

Zhang Zhongjing can now be said to be the busiest person in the barracks. With a dozen apprentices selected from the medical camp, he went in and out of dozens of camp tents.

These people all walked around each camp with sharp knives in their hands, and dragged out the hands and feet of the soldiers who had returned from the great victory one by one to check them, although these soldiers were forced to take a bath, but after the battle, the blood stains were mixed with the smell of corpses, and the smell was also numb.

If the soldiers who were not injured were confirmed, they would be thrown into hot water by Zhou Cang with Tiefutu to bathe and disinfect. After Zhang Zhongjing finished the inspection, he pulled up the white mask and took the apprentices into the wounded barracks.

Wei Yu is also here, Wei Yu has a habit of cleanliness, that's for sure, but he is very calm now, he pulled out a dirty big foot from the blanket, pulled down the mask and said to Zhang Zhongjing on the side.

"This half of the sole of the foot is gone, there is no hope of healing, the entire five fingers have been blackened, if you don't cut it off in this cold weather, it will be infected immediately!"

The amputation of the soles of the feet is a big deal, and if a soldier is missing an arm or leg, it means that he has lost the opportunity to go to war. If you can't join the army, you won't have an income, and if you don't have an income, how can you support your family?

In ancient times, the life and death of soldiers were generally decided by the commander, and Yuan Shuhuang Fu Song and Zhu Jun have now gathered together these three Zhonglang generals. After Wei Yu explained the situation to them, the three of them also reluctantly agreed, and after filling in the word permission on the book, they also promised to give these soldiers a generous consolation money, at least so that they could live their lives in peace.

This is respect, and it is also to reduce trouble, if the soldier is unreasonable, he will use the knife.

Immediately after the promise and the document came down, Zhang Zhongjing's apprentice washed the soldier's feet with warm water, and then sprayed a handful of alcohol made by Wei Yu as a disinfection, and the huge scissors soaked in alcohol had been handed to Zhang Zhongjing's hand.

Zhang Zhongjing put on disinfectant gloves, operated the scissors with a serious face, and along the edge of the blackened skin, the blades of the scissors snapped, and with a lot of force, the soles of half of his feet were separated from the soldier's body.

There was no hemp boiling, in fact, there was no need at all, and it didn't feel anything to cut off the frozen necrotic flesh, and the soldier only snorted slightly twice when he was conscious, and he passed out, and only relief could be seen on their faces, and no pain could be seen.

The amputated half of the soles of his feet had been disinfected by Zhang Zhongjing's apprentice and wrapped up and placed next to the soldier's pillow. In this era, parents who advocate the hair and skin of the body, even if any part of the body is lost, they must be kept well, and the most representative is Xiahou Yuanrang, who is still in his hometown.

After a few hours, Wei Yu stayed by Zhang Zhongjing's side to help, and Zhang Zhongjing didn't know how many fingers, soles, and even high-level amputations had been cut off. The tools also changed from scissors to saws, and knowing that their limbs were falling off, the poor big-headed soldiers were in tears.

After all, Wei Yu is a modern person, and when Zhang Zhongjing is short of manpower, he also started himself. A soldier's thumb will be amputated, and then the skin on both sides will be stitched together with sterilized needles and threads, and then wrapped. When he looked up, he found that the soldier was looking at him, but his eyes were not focused, Wei Yu patted the soldier on the shoulder, and said a few words of comfort in his mouth, and only after receiving the assurance did the soldier's face fill with a satisfied smile.

Removing the frostbitten limb, not only did there be no feeling, not even blood, the nerves had all been killed, and only the yellow-black body fluids oozed out, which was daunting. After a few more hours, Wei Yu only felt that he had become numb, and met Zhang Zhongjing when he left the camp in the evening, and from the latter's words, he knew that it was basically done.

"There are a lot of excisions today, but these soldiers seem to be numb, and they will only be relieved if they personally tell them the guarantee of the lord." Soaking his hands in diluted wine** to disinfect, Wei Yu said slowly to Zhang Zhongjing.

An attendant had already put on robes for the two of them from behind, Zhang Zhongjing pinched his nose and said, "It's really like Wen Ji's song, the sky is not benevolent and the world will be in trouble, and the earth is unkind to make me at this time." As long as it is the war that suffers, it is these big-headed soldiers, they put life and death aside for a mouthful of food, in order to support their families, and they don't know what is the end of such a day? ”

"But aren't we victorious? The First Battle of Jizhou has laid the general trend of the destruction of the Yellow Turban, and at least in recent years, the territory of our Han Dynasty will be much better. ”

"Yes, it's just a pity, I think that Zhang Jiao and others started with the idea of working for the welfare of all the people, but it has deteriorated over time, and when the power is really in hand, people will change." Zhang Zhongjing was a little emotional, but in fact, he was also worried about whether his lord Yuan Shu would change.

"Don't worry, Zhongjing. The lord will not, at least one day when I am here, I will not let the lord become like this. Now that you are suddenly facing so many life and death partings, you should have this kind of thought, after all, people have fragile times. Wei Yu didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Zhongjing's words, and continued: "Go and rest for a while, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is a big victory, and it is estimated that there will be a banquet in the evening, when Zhongjing, you, the great hero, should not be absent." ”

Coming out of the tent, Yun Ye took out the soft plug stuffed in his nostrils, the clean person couldn't stand the smell, and he was able to work there for a few hours just now, all thanks to these two soft plugs.

With a few big breaths, the icy air filled his chest, and his spirits were already starting to lift a little.

He went back to his tent and slept under the quilt for a few hours, and when he woke up, he found a small head in front of his window.

"Well, when is it now?"

Huang Wudie looked at Wei Yu's appearance, sneered, and said, "It's already time, the lord and the general Huangfu have already set up a banquet in the camp, and they have called Xu Junshi to come over and urge them several times." I see that you slept soundly, brother, and you didn't bother. ”

Wei Yu smiled apologetically, and got up, the facilities in the army were simple, but Huang Wudie's daughter's family still carried a comb with her.

After combing Wei Yu's hair, and patting Wei Yu's white robe, the little girl smiled with satisfaction, as if she was very satisfied with her man's dress.

When the tent was opened, there was already a joyous atmosphere in the barracks, the rewarded soldiers were laughing one by one, the prohibition of alcohol was lifted, and several soldiers gathered around to drink and eat meat, constantly boasting about how heroic they were in battle.

Yang Liu's chubby figure was busy again, he had a steamed bun in his mouth, and began to buy the reward money of those soldiers, his face was flushed, and he looked too fierce to be cut by bargaining...

Such a scene can't help but make Wei Yu smile, in the honorific title of the soldiers' military division and military division, Wei Yu has already taken Huang Wudie's hand and said: "You can't let the lord and them wait in a hurry, go, Die'er, my brother will take you to the New Year's Eve..."