Several serious cases are arranged in the innermost, the face is blue and black, the lips are dark purple, and he is still in a coma, and there is no sign of waking up.

The soldier with a slightly mild illness lay outside, his body bent like an arched prawn, his hands covering his lower abdomen and moaning in pain, rolling on the bunk, crying out in pain.

There were a few wooden barrels under the bed, and Shi Yong's eyebrows frowned and looked down.

The medical officer said, "Xiaolang, this is vomit filth-"

Shi Yong's face did not change: "I know." ”

Several of the barrels were a filthy yellowish-green color, with streaks of blood and bile mucus spitting out.

The doctor said, "We add salt to the rice water to induce vomiting. The things in the stomach are vomited, but the toxins enter the body and hurt the roots, and I am afraid that it will not be easy to recover......"

"Doctor Zheng, the rice water is here!"

And another soldier came in with water.

Medical Officer Zheng waved his hand and motioned for him to take it down and continue to pour it.

Shi Yong turned his head and saw that a few mild patients who had just come in were pinching their noses and pouring rice water into their stomachs, and there was a bad smell wafting in the room.

The white horse Fuzhou took out a towel and pressed his nose, his face was slightly weird.

"Auntie, let's go outside and talk."

Shi Yong saw his expression and knew that he couldn't stand the filthy smell inside, and said lightly: "The factory supervisor will invite you first." ”

With that, she walked over to the soldiers who were vomiting.

The white horse didn't know what she was going to do, so he didn't go out, but raised his eyebrows and followed with his hands.

Shi Yong patted the soldier on the back and asked him, "What do you eat at noon?" ”

"Porridge! A nest head, and side dishes, no meat. ...... vomit"

Shi Yong was not satisfied with this answer, "Is everyone's food the same?" ”

The soldier shook his head, "No, I don't know. ”

Shi Yong raised his head, met the white horse Fuzhou's long and inquiring eyes, and said lightly: "The top priority is to find out what kind of poison it is." The factory supervisor sent someone to record their food at noon one by one, and make a comparison to facilitate the screening of the source of the poison. ”

Hearing this, the medical officer said, "I have tried it with a silver needle to eat, and it is non-toxic." ”

Shi Yong smiled and did not refute him.

The silver needle test is mainly for the poisons used by the ancients such as arsenic, and the poison that cannot be detected by the silver needle is unknown.

She walked by with her head bowed, and was about to leave.

Seeing this, the white horse Fuzhou said, "Where are you going?" ”

Shi Yong: "Go back and get the needle." ”

Baima Fuzhou raised his lips and smiled, "Don't bother my aunt." ”

Turning his head, he whispered and called for a tall guard.

"Mu Li, you go to the Song guard's house to get the silver needle. Just find that kid named Chunxiu. ”

Shi Yong frowned and looked at him with displeasure, "Is the factory governor afraid that I will run away?" ”

Baima Fuzhou smiled indifferently at the unkindness in her tone, and then made enemies for her as if nothing happened, and said coldly to several medical officers and doctors:

"You should learn something from the Song guards. The court raises you, not for you to eat white rice. ”

This person's mouth is damaged, and he doesn't save face for a few medical officers and doctors, but he spreads this deepest malice to Shi Yong, and several medical officers don't dare to say much, and they don't dare to do anything about the white horse and the boat, but they are wary and dislike Shi Yong.

"Lord Factory Governor, with all due respect, these people are quite poisoned, the toxins have entered the lungs, the qi and blood are decaying, and there is no way to return to heaven. Zheng's medical skills may not dare to be refined, but in this Fubei Army, I can't solve the poison, I'm afraid others can't solve it. ”

"Really?" Shi Yong asked lightly, frowning, thoughtful.

Doctor Zheng's eyelids were raised, and the scrutinizing look that fell on Shi Yong's face was not very friendly.

"The way of medicine is to study diligently and practice hard. Even if you have some talent, you have to immerse yourself for several years to succeed, Song Guards is still young, I'm afraid I haven't read a few medical cases and diagnosed a few cases, right? You must know that once the treatment is unfavorable, or if you use some tiger and wolf methods, I am afraid that people will die in advance......"

Shi Yong lowered his head and stroked his eyebrows, his expression was light.

The white horse helped the boat to dig a pit for her, and she had to jump if she didn't jump.

"Thank you Doctor Zheng for the point."

Several medical officers are still lobbying the white horse to support the boat, and the words are euphemistic, which roughly means one, and they can't be treated casually, especially a yellow-haired child like Shi Yong, what is this not a joke about human life? Their words became more and more sharp, and they almost said that the white horse supporting the boat was disregarding human life.

The white horse Fuzhou smiled but didn't answer, not caring much until Mu Li brought Chunxiu over.

Chunxiu held the silver needle clamp in her arms, tightened, and handed it to Shi Yong with her own hands.

Mu Li reported to the white horse Fuzhou, but Chunxiu refused to let him take the silver needle, so he could only bring her over.

Chunxiu stood next to Shi Yong, looking at the soldiers who were in pain, her slender brows frowned, and she didn't show anything unusual.

Shi Yong glanced at her and walked in with a silver needle.

"Chunxiu is here to help me."

Seeing her like this, the faces of Medical Officer Zheng and several doctors changed.

"Lord Factory Governor, this matter is too child's play, Song Guard is young, he is still a child, how much medical science do he know? How many cases have you asked? How can she be easily allowed to heal the seriously ill? ”

A group of people flashed panic and worry in their eyes, afraid that Shi Yong would really kill people.

When the time comes, who will bear this responsibility?

The Song guards were the people of the Metropolitan Governor, and the white horse and the boat were even more whimsical. If someone really died, aren't they the people who carried it?

Seeing that the admonition failed, Doctor Zheng lifted his robe, knelt down for the white horse and helped the boat, and clenched his hands into fists to plead.

"Lord Factory Governor, think twice. This matter is a matter of human life, and it must not be hasty. ”

"It doesn't matter. Let her try. "The white horse is still the same sentence.

At the end, there was a hint of a smile in his tone.

"A dead horse is a live horse doctor. Otherwise, what better way is there for Medical Officer Zheng? ”

Medical Officer Zheng was dumbfounded.

His ancestors have practiced medicine for generations, and he thinks that he has some attainments, and he is quite confident in his diagnosis, and he doesn't believe that Shi Yong, a young child, can cure those seriously ill people.

A group of people were shocked, angry, and helpless.

The white horse boat looked at it lightly, with an ordinary face.

Shi Yong was unaware of the discussion next to him, his eyes were staring at the silver needle in his hand, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead. Chunxiu is also a dull little girl, helping her to lift her sleeves and lay her hands, with a little face without expression.

The light in the room was not good, there was only a small window, and the dim daylight penetrated through the window paper, falling on Shi Yong's fair face, illuminating her and the silver needle in her hand like a swimming point of light, shaking in the eyes of everyone, and the heart trembled, as if the next second, someone would hear the sound of being down.

"Poof!"

The soldier who had just received Shi Yong's acupuncture suddenly vomited.

The filth flowed down the corners of his lips, Shi Yong frowned and walked away, and a doctor went over to deal with it.

And this person's eyes suddenly opened.

"Awake?"

"Doctor Zheng, he's awake!"