"The golden sores are not enough, and the grass is not enough."

Yan Ran came out of the pharmacy with a basin of blood and water, and said to Ling You, who was pounding medicine.

Ling You wailed when he landed: "Why is it not enough? ”

He's been pounding the medicine for a day, and he hasn't stopped, and his whole arm is numb, why isn't it enough?

Yan Ran looked at the smoke billowing in the sky in the distance, and her eyes were gloomy.

Although the Beining army had prepared for the battle in advance, the large and small Yue countries planned to fight quickly and quickly attack to surprise them, and the firepower of the attack was very ferocious.

This war is not destined to end easily, as evidenced by the steady stream of wounded sent back from the battlefield.

Yan Ran only sighed slightly, and immediately threw herself into the work of treating the wounded.

"Girl!"

Yan Ran was worried about the lack of manpower, and saw Jiang Siwan coming in a hurry.

Yan Ran was treating a soldier who had suffered an arrow wound in the leg, and when she saw Jiang Siwan, her eyes were overjoyed, and she hurriedly said, "You came just in time, help me hold him down!" ”

Yan Ran tried to pull out the arrow that went deep into the leg bone for the wounded soldier, but the severe pain caused him to lie on the bed and turn back and forth, and Yan Ran could not pull the arrow for him.

Xianluo was pressing half of the soldier's body, but he was a man, and he lost his mind because of the pain, and he couldn't hear the persuasion of others at all, how could Xianluo hold him down alone.

Jiang Siwan originally wanted to say something, but seeing that Yan Ran had already disregarded her image, she rolled up her sleeves and tied them with knots, revealing her jade-white arms that were also stained with blood.

She held back for a while, and quickly walked to the other side to help hold down the soldier.

Yan Ran first applied the grass to the soldier's wounds, then poured hemp boiling powder on him, turned around and picked up a large iron tong, put it on the fire and roasted it.

The medicinal properties of Caowusan were very strong, and the numbness soon came up, and the soldier was not so painful, so he recovered some of his senses slightly.

Xian Luo followed Yan Ran to practice medicine day by day, and was already familiar with her treatment steps.

Seeing that the time was almost up, she shoved a cloth towel into the soldier's mouth and told him to bite it, so that he would not bite his tongue as he cried out in pain as he drew his arrow.

After everything was ready, Yan Ran clamped the arrow with iron tongs and pulled it out hard.

Despite the effect of anesthetic, the process of pulling out the arrow was still painful, but fortunately the soldier bit the cloth in advance, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Qing Xuan returned at this time, holding two bowls of decoction in her hand, and poured them all into the soldier.

Yan Ran also applied gold sores to the soldiers' wounds, such as Yingjian San and Ci Husan, to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation.

No sooner had the soldier been carried away than another soldier with a knife wound was carried over.

Yan Ran was busy and had no time to clone, and Jiang Siwan was also infected by the situation of treating the wounded here, and followed everyone to get busy, completely forgetting the purpose of this trip.

After being busy for most of the day, the fighting outside gradually subsided.

Yan Ran was finally able to breathe, and then she had the time to ask Jiang Siwan, "Are you here to find Doctor Mo?" ”

Jiang Siwan also remembered the matter, and looked at Yan Ran worriedly: "Girl......"

Yan Ran looked at Jiang Siwan's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Siwan said hesitantly: "Girl, Wen, Gongzi has gone out of the city with a team of elite soldiers......

"What?!"

Yan Ran stood up suddenly, and her brain went blank for a moment.

She has been busy treating the wounded these days, and she didn't see Wen Rong'an at a glance, so he dared to lead the troops into battle?

The battlefield is so dangerous, doesn't he want to die?

reminds me of what Wen Rong'an said a few days ago that he would protect her, protect her uncle's family, protect Beining City, and protect Shengguo.

Could it be that this is what he meant by protection, risking his own life?

Yan Ran was anxious, turned around and walked out, wanting to go to her uncle to ask about the situation.

At this moment, two more soldiers ran in carrying a wounded man with a bloody body and shouted, "Doctor Yan! His arm is broken! There's a big hole in my stomach! ”

Yan Ran paused and hesitated for a moment.

Wen Rong'an has already left the city, and it is useless for her to go to her uncle now, but the wounded here are waiting for her to save their lives.

It is self-evident which is more important than the other.

She only hesitated for a moment, then turned back again, took out a set of silver needles, and calmly said to a few people: "Xianluo, go and fetch a large basin of hot water; Qingxuan, according to my prescription, I will grab the medicine and decoction; You two hold him down for me, his wound is too big, he's bleeding too much, it's too late for the anesthetic to take effect, I have to stitch up his wound right away! ”

Yan Ran's busy feet did not touch the ground in order to treat the wounded, but she had no time to be distracted and worry about Wen Rong'an.

She thought that when she was done, he should be back.

By evening, the sky was overcast and snowing heavily.

Seeing that the Yue Kingdom could not be attacked for a long time, the soldiers were already physically exhausted, and it happened to be in bad weather, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack, so they temporarily retreated, and the city of Bac Ninh also gained a moment of peace.

Yan Ran finally got free, but she couldn't take a break, and hurriedly came to General Zhang.

Yan Ran didn't wait for the report, and directly broke into the camp tent.

General Zhang was discussing with several generals, and when he saw Yan Ran, his face was slightly stunned, and then he said to a few people: "Several generals haven't closed their eyes for a day and a night, let's go back and rest first!" ”

After several people retired in unison, Yan Ran asked anxiously: "Uncle, what about cousin, is he back?" ”

General Zhang paused, and then patiently explained: "Ranran, Jin Yan's trip is for a night attack, and going out of the city during the day is just to confuse the enemy's sight, and the real time to act is at night." Thinking about it, they're just getting started, so they haven't come back yet. This time, the big and small Yue countries are menacing, intending to take advantage of our army's unpreparedness to attack it. But our army stubbornly resisted, so that they missed a single blow, and then weakened and exhausted. They must have been tired from days of intense fighting, so the chances of winning a night attack will be greatly improved......"

Yan Ran didn't have the intention to listen to General Zhang's analysis at all, and only his heart sank: "In other words, he hasn't come back yet?" ”

General Zhang's face was a little unnatural: "Ranran, don't be in a hurry first......"

How could Yan Ran not be in a hurry, even in the face of her most beloved uncle, she couldn't help but get angry: "Uncle, I brought my cousin to Bac Ninh to treat him, not to let him go to the battlefield to kill the enemy!" I admire the bravery and bloody fighting of the Bac Ninh army, but my cousin has never had the experience of marching and fighting before, so how can you send him to lead the troops to a night attack? Even if you don't care about his life or death, aren't you afraid that his action will fail, which will alert the big and small Yue countries? ”

General Zhang was also very guilty: "Ranran, this matter is all my uncle's fault, my uncle shouldn't have agreed to him taking the initiative to ask for help, if it weren't for your cousin Yunzong......"

General Zhang paused and sighed heavily.

Yan Ran asked, "What's wrong with Cousin Yunzong?" ”

General Zhang said helplessly: "That useless one, he suddenly had an emergency, a high fever that does not go away, a moment of chills and fear of cold, a moment of vomiting and diarrhea, and a moment of chest tightness and stagnation, I don't know what happened to him." ”

General Zhang said, and turned back to Wen Rong'an's matter: "This strategy was proposed by Jin Yan, and there is no more suitable general than him." Ranran, don't worry, I have sent Zhang Jian to accompany him, and there is a master Fan Mo by his side, who will definitely be able to protect him......"

Yan Ran didn't listen to a word of the latter words, only thinking about Zhang Yunzong's sudden emergency.

In their previous lives, General Zhang and Zhang Yunzong died of a sudden illness in the battle with Mobei, could it be this illness?

High fever does not go away, chills and colds, vomiting and diarrhea, chest tightness and stagnation......

Yan Ran thought about these symptoms repeatedly, her eyes widened suddenly, and her pupils trembled.

"Where is Cousin Yunzong now?"

General Zhang was still chattering to appease Yan Ran, but when he heard her question, he reacted for a while: "Oh, he, he should rest in his tent." ”

Yan Ran turned around and walked out, and General Zhang asked anxiously, "Ranran, where are you going?" ”

Yan Ran didn't care to answer, and rushed all the way to Zhang Yunzong's camp, but was told by other soldiers that Zhang Yunzong had been sent to a pharmacy for medical treatment due to his aggravated condition.

Yan Ran was anxious, and hurriedly rushed back to the pharmacy.

Standing at the door of the pharmacy, Yan Ran took a deep breath, took out a veil and put it on her face, and said to Qingxuan and Xianluo: "You two are waiting here, you are not allowed to enter." ”

Qingxuan and Xian Luo didn't understand what they meant, but seeing Yan Ran's serious expression, they didn't ask much and waited outside obediently.

Yan Ran walked into the pharmacy and saw Mo Sui diagnosing Zhang Yunzong's pulse.

She stepped forward and asked, "Sir, how is he?" ”

Mo Sui frowned slightly, and said doubtfully: "Looking at his symptoms, it should be wind and cold, but his pulse is disordered, which is a little strange, I will first prescribe him a prescription to dispel heat and dispel cold......"

Before Mo Sui finished speaking, Yan Ran suddenly interrupted him: "Plague." ”

Mo Sui's eyebrows frowned even tighter, and he turned his head to look at Yan Ran: "What did you say?" ”

Yan Ran forcibly held back the tears that had already welled up in the corners of his eyes, and said as calmly as possible: "Sir, it is very likely that Cousin Yunzong has been infected with the plague, and for the sake of insurance, he and all those who have been in close contact with him must be separated for treatment!" ”

Mo Sui looked at Yan Ran quietly for a long time and questioned: "Although his illness is strange, but now that he is the only one who has this disease, how can he determine that he is suffering from the plague?" ”

Yan Ran didn't know how to explain it, she deduced this matter through the memories of her previous life.

If it weren't for the plague, why would General Zhang and Zhang Yunzong be in the prime of life, why would they both die of sudden illness?

Why did the battle between Bac Ninh and Mobei be so difficult, even if some troops were transferred, more than half of the casualties would be killed, right?

And the reason why these things are kept secret must be because the new emperor wants to stabilize the people's hearts.

Now, Yan Ran has seen Zhang Yunzong's illness with her own eyes, and then in connection with the development of her previous life, she can explain everything with the word plague.

Plague is such a terrible disease that it is difficult to survive if you get it.

At that time, not only Wen Rong'an, who Yan Ran wants to protect, but all the soldiers and people in the entire Beining will encounter a difficult catastrophe.

Yan Ran looked at Mo Sui, her eyes gradually became firm, and she said earnestly: "Sir, please believe me!" ”