If Chen Bingchang was still alive and the strength of the Xuanshui Altar had not been damaged, with a few courages from Zhao Fengsheng, he would not dare to provoke the Xuanshui Altar so blatantly. But now, he is not afraid of chaos when he sees the excitement, and he can't wait to make a little trouble, so he can have an excuse to find trouble in Xuanshuitan.

Qiao Yuntang said in an unkind tone: "This kid is not from your Ruifeng Altar, I am advising Lord Zhao Xiang below, don't meddle in your affairs." ”

Zhao Fengsheng deliberately dug his nose and said angrily: "Brother Wu is the great benefactor of our Ruifeng Altar, if someone wants to trouble him, Zhao and the brothers of Ruifeng Altar naturally don't." ”

Qiao Yuntang said with a bit of threat: "So, for the sake of this kid, Lord Zhao Xiang will not hesitate to do right with our Xuanshui Altar?" ”

The people present at Xuanshuitan heard that Wu Qiang didn't want to help, and many people's faces showed anger, and Chen Qiliang, who was mixed in the crowd, also showed anger, but a smile flashed on his face that the conspiracy had succeeded.

Gu Jixuan stepped forward to give Wu Qiang a deep salute, and said in a kind tone: "Those injured brothers are all heroes who oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and they are bleeding for our Han people. ”

Zhao Fengsheng saw that Wu Qiang was a little hesitant, so he approached him and whispered: "Brother Wu, don't be afraid, with Zhao here, they don't dare to do anything to you." ”

Wu Qiang said to Gu Jixuan: "Okay, Mr. Gu, it's not safe here, and when you get to a safe place, I'll help you take a look at the injury." ”

Gu Jixuan was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Brother Wu." The rest of the Xuanshui Altar also thanked Wu Qiang one after another, as for how much sincerity there was, I don't know.

What made Wu Qiang change his mind was not Gu Jixuan's words with national righteousness, he didn't care about the so-called national righteousness, what ideals and goals did he talk about when people were gone? Only by staying alive is the basis for achieving everything.

However, when Wu Qiang saw Chen Qiliang's gloating expression in the crowd, he immediately became calm, the spread of his special wound medicine was not large, but now it is known to everyone, Chen Qiliang is definitely indispensable.

Of course, Wu Qiang would not let this conspiracy succeed, and looking at the painful expressions of those wounded, his heart softened a little. Isn't medicine just for people? Selling Xuanshui Altar is a good thing, but it is not necessarily a bad thing.

Chen Qiliang's prestige is not enough, he is definitely not qualified to be in charge of the Xuanshui Altar, so no matter who becomes the incense master in the future, he will inherit Wuqiang's favor, and maybe he can help him a big favor when it is critical.

Because of such a big incident in Kunshan County today, the Qing soldiers searched everywhere like headless flies, and everyone was cautious, hiding their whereabouts, and finally suffered until dark, and sneaked to a small village at night.

Listening to Gu Jixuan's introduction, this place is called Changyang Village, which is a very secret hidden pile in Xuanshui Altar. Of course, Wu Qiang knew that when Gu Jixuan said this, he did not treat him as an outsider and showed a kind of trust in him.

When Wu Qiang wanted to go to see the injuries for everyone, Yu Qingyan and Jiang Fang both asked to accompany them, and the second daughter supported Wu Qiang all the way here, she was extremely tired, and Wu Qiang refused the second daughter's request without hesitation.

Seeing the second daughter's sullen appearance, Wu Qiang had an idea, so he asked the second daughter to find some clean cotton cloth to boil and boil. Because the two daughters have seen Wu Qiang treat Ling Xiuzhu's wounds, they have a little bit of a vague concept of anti-inflammatory and sterilization.

Although he didn't have time to treat the wounds of the injured, before coming to Changyang Village, Wu Qiang took out the anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics in the first aid kit and used them for the injured. When they arrived in Changyang Village, except for two people who were seriously injured and died of excessive blood loss, there were only three cases of inflammation.

As a result, there are few anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics left, and whether the injured can survive is left to fate.

When he came to the room where the wounded were treated, as soon as Wu Qiang was in the room, he felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and immediately said very annoyedly: "Who told you to cover the windows so tightly? This is very bad for the wounded, and the windows are opened for ventilation. ”

Gu Jixuan said with some puzzlement: "Brother Wu, if you have a cold, as the name suggests, you have opened all the windows, so it is easy to cause a cold." ”

"The cold is not caused by the wind, but by germs...... Oh, it's caused by a virus, and if the house is well ventilated, it can blow away some of the virus and reduce the possibility of causing a cold. In the absence of a microscope, Wu Qiang knew that talking about bacteria with the ancients was tantamount to a fantasy.

Gu Jixuan didn't say much more, and immediately ordered Wei Xiaoshan, who was accompanying him, to do the same. Gu Jixuan was so convinced of Wu Qiang, and he also had to thank Chen Qiliang, because he spared no effort to boast about how good Wu Qiang's medical skills and medicines were, and successfully saved Ling Xiuzhu, who was in danger.

"The house is so dirty, and I don't know how to clean it, so I put the wounded here?" Wu Qiang found that the hygiene inside was very bad, and even when he started a temper.

Gu Jixuan instructed Wei Xiaoshan, who was accompanying him, "You immediately take someone to clean the house." ”

"Wait a minute, you go get some things ready." Wu Qiang called Wei Xiaoshan.

Wei Xiaoshan hurriedly said: "Brother Wu, please command." ”

"You go find some soju, lime, and salt, and then have someone boil some more boiling water."

The medicine in the first aid kit is limited, a large number of wounded people are waiting to be fed, this medicine is really a drop in the bucket, Wu Qiang can only use some local methods, although the effect is much worse, but it is better than not doing it.

Gu Jixuan and the others wanted to ask, but they could see that Wu Qiang looked unfathomable, so they swallowed the words back into their stomachs.

Soon Wei Xiaoshan found all the things, and Wu Qiang ordered someone to add water to the lime according to the proportion, and then sprayed the lime water on all corners of the house.

In fact, in the ancient army, there was a history of using salt water and soju to clean wounds, but there were no antibiotic drugs, and there was a lack of anti-inflammatory and sterilization concepts, and the effect was not very significant. In the absence of painkillers, this process was a painful thing for the wounded, so this method of treating external injuries was gradually abandoned.

After careful consideration, he decided that all lightly wounded should be cleaned with salt water, moderately wounded should be cleaned with soju, and only seriously injured should use alcohol cotton from the first aid kit to clean their wounds, and Yunnan Baiyao and medical bandages should be given priority.

In the past, they fought with officers and soldiers, and every time they treated the wounded, the scene was not like an Shura field, and the wounded died in pain, wailing and screaming, and some even died on the spot. However, Wu Qiang treated the wounded today, although some people complained of pain, but the voice was not so miserable. (To be continued.) )