When he saw Zhilugu again, Zhao Yan was a little afraid to recognize him, speaking of Zhilugu, he has always been healthy, although Zhilugu is already over seventy years old, but he is a crane with a childish face, a strong body, and there is no trace of old age when he walks, if he dyes his hair black, I am afraid that he is only forty years old, and some people believe it.

When Zhao Yan found Zhilugu in the back camp of the wounded barracks, he was in a tent to correct the bones of a soldier with a broken arm, only to see him hold the fractured part with both hands and pull hard, only to hear the soldier's scream, his whole body kept twitching, but at this time the bones had been joined together, and then Zhilugu applied the prepared ointment to the fractured part, and then fixed it with two wooden boards, and then let out a long breath.

It has only been a few months since Zhao Yan last saw Zhilugu, but now when he sees Zhilugu again, Zhao Yan has a feeling that he dare not recognize each other, because he found that Zhilugu has become much older in just a few months, although his hair and beard were white, but they are very shiny, and he knows that he is very healthy at a glance, but now Zhilugu's beard is dry like grass, the wrinkles on his face have increased a lot, his cheeks are even more emaciated, and his two old eyes are not as bright and energetic as before. Instead, it became very cloudy, and the whole person looked like he was about to die.

"Straight Doctor, you...... What's wrong with you? While Zhilugu was resting, Zhao Yan hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern, Zhilugu came here only after listening to his advice, if something really happened, Zhao Yan would be very upset in his heart.

Zhilugu saw Zhao Yan just now, but he was busy, so he naturally didn't have time to greet him, and when he heard Zhao Yan's words, he also glanced at him weakly and said: "It's nothing, it's just that this time is too tiring, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid my old life will have to be confessed here, and once again, I don't have a straight surname!" ”

"Ahem, don't work too hard when you're old, you're not the only one in the barracks, just leave it to other young doctors if you have any hard work." Zhao Yan couldn't help but persuade again when he heard this.

"I would like to, but not only are there few military doctors in your Great Song army, but also their medical skills are not very good, and they can't even treat a more complicated external injury, if I don't make a move, I'm afraid I can only watch the injured people die of pain!" Zhilugu also glanced at Zhao Yan a little angrily when he said this, after all, the Great Song Dynasty belonged to Zhao Yan and their family, and the military doctors in the Song army were not good, and Zhao Yan also had to bear some joint responsibilities for this.

Although Zhao Yan felt a little wronged when he saw this, he didn't know how to refute it, and he was a little speechless for a while, but fortunately, at this time, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said: "Straight Divine Doctor, your medical skills are naturally not comparable to those ordinary military doctors, but I came here this time to change the medical conditions of the Great Song Army!" ”

"Oh?" Zhilugu knew that Zhao Yan would never say big things, so he also glanced at him in surprise when he heard him say this, "How is the county king planning to change the medical conditions of the army, could it be that you brought a large number of military doctors this time, or brought a large number of medicines?" ”

"Nothing!" Zhao Yan immediately shook his head when he heard this, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"So what do you do to change it?" When Zhilugu heard Zhao Yan's denial, he immediately said angrily, he didn't think that Zhao Yan alone could change the medical conditions of the entire army, although Zhao Yan knew some strange medical skills, but even if Zhao Yan's medical skills were powerful, there was only one person, just like him now, it was impossible to be busy.

"Hehe, what's this......" Zhao Yangang wanted to explain his thoughts, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a team of people running in a hurry, shouting to this side as he ran: "Doctor, help, someone is injured!" ”

When these people ran in, Zhao Yan found that he saw that these people were carrying or carrying eight or nine wounded, most of them were dripping with blood, and some of them were even unconscious, which made Zhilugu immediately stand up and ask: "What's the matter, isn't the fighting temporarily stopped, why are so many people injured?" ”

"Doctor, we were ordered to go out on patrol, but we met the cavalry squad of the Tanguts, and as a result, we injured these brothers, please save them!" A middle-aged man at the head of this group of people said with tears in his eyes, looking at his outfit, he should be a head, and this group of people should be his subordinates.

"Carry them all to bed, and I'll help them stop the bleeding and heal their wounds!" Although Zhilugu was very tired, he still stood up and said, in fact, compared to the time when the war was raging some time ago, the wounded during this period of time have been much less, and most of the wounded soldiers in the camp are treating some old wounded left over from before, or some accidentally injured wounded, these people should be the largest group of wounded in the past few days.

Seeing the arrival of these wounded, Zhao Yan in the back also had his eyes lit up, and at that moment he saw him say a few words to Niu Lie beside him, and the other party immediately nodded and left, but after a while, he saw him running back with a medicine box, this medicine box was Zhao Yan had been with him, and it was some things he had prepared in the capital, and he was afraid that it could be used in case of injury.

At this time, the wounded had been carried to the wooden bed in the tent, Zhilugu first had a general understanding of their injuries, and then picked one of the most seriously injured to be treated, the wounded man's thigh was cut out of a wound several inches deep, blood kept gushing out of it, no matter what, the wounded's face was already miserable, the whole person also passed out, and if there was more than blood, I am afraid that he would die of excessive blood loss.

At that moment, Zhilugu took the silver needle he was best at, and was ready to stop the bleeding of this wounded, but at this time, Zhao Yan came over with a medical box and said with a smile: "Doctor Zhishen, leave this wounded person to me, you go and deal with those few wounded people with broken bones, I am not very good at this aspect!" ”

Seeing that Zhao Yan took the initiative to ask for the treatment of the wounded, Zhilugu glanced at him with some suspicion, because he knew that although Zhao Yan knew medical skills, he rarely really treated patients, which was like talking on paper, Zhao Yan's theoretical knowledge of medicine made him admire it very much, but Zhao Yan didn't even know the most basic pulse, and he basically didn't know Chinese medicine, so he naturally had reason to doubt whether Zhao Yan had the ability to save this wounded?

Regarding Zhilugu's suspicions, Zhao Yan walked to the wounded very professionally, and then opened his medical box, only to see that it was divided into three layers, the first layer was lined with metal tools such as scissors and knives, and the second and third layers were placed with some things that Zhilugu couldn't understand, some of which were medicines and gauze, but why were there some needles and threads?

I saw Zhao Yan take out a small bottle from the medical box and pour the liquid into a clean plate, but the tent immediately smelled of wine, and the bottle was obviously filled with a kind of wine, which made Zhilugu even more confused, and even the people around who carried the wounded soldiers also showed anxious looks, they didn't know Zhao Yan's identity, but now they saw him blocking Zhilugu, a famous miracle doctor, from saving people, but he took out some strange things, which made them feel very unreliable.

Zhao Yan didn't have the energy to care about other people's eyes at this time, only to see that after he put the tools he needed in alcohol to disinfect, he picked up scissors to cut the clothes on the wounded's thighs, and then cleaned the wound with a cotton swab, and then carefully checked the situation inside the wound, and found that a thick blood vessel inside was cut, fortunately it was a vein instead of an artery, otherwise the blood in his body would spurt out, and it was estimated that he would die of excessive blood loss if he could not be sent to the wounded barracks at all.

But even if it is a vein, if it is not sutured in time, it will be life-threatening, at the moment Zhao Yan first did some treatment of the veins and blood vessels to stop the bleeding, and then picked up the needle and thread soaked in alcohol and began to stitch up, Zhilugu next to him saw that Zhao Yan really stopped the bleeding, his face was also very surprised, and when he saw Zhao Yan suturing the wound with needle and thread, his face also showed a thoughtful expression, he remembered that he had heard Zhao Yan mention this method of dealing with wounds before, but he had never had the opportunity to practice, and now it seems to be very useful, The other people next to him saw that Zhao Yan was sewing up the wound as if he was sewing clothes, and they all showed uncomfortable expressions, as if the stitches and threads were sewn on their bodies.

After Zhao Yan finished stitching up the wounds of the wounded, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his head and said loudly to a stunned military doctor in the tent: "There should be alcohol in the wounded barracks, I remember that the imperial court has sent a lot of it to the barracks since last year?" ”

When the military doctor who was already frightened heard Zhao Yan's words, he finally came to his senses, and stammered, "Yes...... There is alcohol, the front ...... We also used it a lot some time ago, and it can indeed prevent the wound from becoming inflamed and swollen. ”

"Very good, you go and get the alcohol and the wound medicine, first disinfect the wound with alcohol, and then apply the wound medicine and bandage it, just like treating an ordinary wound, remember?" Zhao Yan immediately commanded, as the king of the county, he naturally had the bearing of a superior person, and the military doctor nodded immediately when he heard it, turned around and took out the alcohol and wound medicine in the tent, and began to help Zhao Yan treat his wounds.

Zhao Yan saw that the military doctor was very skilled in dealing with wounds, and nodded with satisfaction at the moment, and then began to deal with the next wounded, although Zhilugu next to him was very curious about Zhao Yan's treatment methods, but now is not the time to ask about these, and he also began to treat the wounded with Zhao Yan at the moment, and other military doctors also came to help, but they were busy for two hours, and then they were all sent to the front camp to recuperate.

It was only at this time that Zhilugu came over with a smile and said, "King Jun, what you said about changing the medical conditions of the military camp can't be related to the healing technique you used just now, right?" ”R1152