Jiang Jae-woo looked at the little official beside him, this little official is an extremely sensible, obedient, and eye-looking corner.

walked in front of the two and knelt down directly, as if he was going to be dispatched.

Zhu Hongyu is very satisfied, she is also comfortable with a smart person by her side. As an intern who had beaten up a patient during her internship, she needed to be surrounded by someone sensible.

"This little official is a scholar next to me, and his name is Serving Tea. Don't look at his age, but he reads a lot, and he will look at his eyes very much. If you want, I really don't want to give it to you. ”

Zhu Hongyu looked at the tea servant again, and her heart's favorability for this child was almost overwhelming.

"Really? Since you have such a high evaluation, then I can't win people's love. ”

Kang Jae-woo saw that he had overdone what he said, and hurriedly remedied.

"I don't mean that, of course this kid is allocated to you, I hope you can use it, but ...... Following you, I'm afraid that this child will get sick. ”

Zhu Hongyu felt that this sentence was ironic, who can be sure that they will not get sick in the epidemic area?

"The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, and there were no eggs under the nest. Sect Leader Jiang, now sacrifice one or two people to protect everyone. ”

"Okay, let it go."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Jae-woo motioned to the waiter to follow Zhu Hongyu in the future and do what he could.

"Serve tea, you find a pallet, put paper on it, and bring pen and ink with you. From today onwards, follow me and record what I say. ”

After speaking, Zhu Hongyu found three recipes for cholera from her clothes.

One of the symptoms of cold is the aconite soup used in the night. One is to treat heat syndrome, and the other is Huiyang soup.

Nowadays, most of the patients in the military tent are cholera, and these three recipes are commonly used, so it is good to add or subtract some more.

"By the way, Jiang Jiaotou, I look at the row of medicine pots outside, is there someone who specializes in boiling medicine?"

"Yes."

"So do you know pharmacology?"

Kang Jae-woo nodded affirmatively.

"This person outside has some fate with Du Yuexiao, he is the guy who grabbed medicine in their store, called Fugui. The remaining two are from Huimin Pharmacy. ”

Zhu Hongyu thought to herself: God help me, what I lack most now is someone who understands medicine, and now she can meet acquaintances, and it is the wealth she has seen. All of a sudden, she felt a lot more relieved.

"Okay, then I'll rest assured, and let these three people take the medicine according to my prescription in a while."

At this moment, the general manager ran over.

"Sect Leader Jiang, girl, now that everyone has settled down according to your arrangement, please come with me."

Zhu Hongyu took a deep breath, what should come will always come.

"Serve tea, you come with me. Bring what I just said. ”

With the general to the first military tent, Zhu Hongyu felt a lot better. When I first entered the school grounds, the stinking and harsh environment was no longer visible.

The conditions of the first military tent are very good, and as Zhu Hongyu expected, Wang Shiru is also among them.

Zhu Hongyu stepped forward and was even more satisfied when she saw that the number had been written on paper on the bed.

These big guys are really rough and fine, and it's great.

First of all, she walked to the patient's bedside to check Wang Shiru's pulse. If nothing else, it's because he's a county magistrate, no matter what, he has to hurry up to restore order in Yunmeng Town.

Sitting in front of the bed, Zhu Hongyu put the old man's wrinkled hand on the wrist pillow, and saw that the old man's face was sweaty, and the fever had subsided. The spirit is very good, and I am a little embarrassed to look at Zhu Hongyu.

"Are you cold?"

"Cold, feeling very uncomfortable in all my limbs, thirsty."

Zhu Hongyu helped Wang Shiru cover the thin quilt, and said to the tea waiter who followed her: "One military tent and one bed." Half an hour a glass of lightly salted water. Mix the soup with aconite. Liquid food with rice oil. Some of the above two copies. ”

With a stroke of the pen, the speed of the book is extremely fast. After writing, Zhu Hongyu grabbed a small soldier and handed a copy of the recipe to the soldier, and the other was pasted on the head of the bed.

The soldier ran outside the temple to get the medicine.

"This old man will take care of him according to the method on this list, and this military tent will take care of him first."

In fact, Zhu Hongyu doesn't say it, these soldiers also take care of the county first, and Wang Shiru has a good reputation as an official. Besides, who doesn't want to show his face next to an official, maybe he will rise step by step in the future.

Zhu Hongyu did not hesitate, she quickly walked to the second bed for diagnosis. Just like it was before.

A military tent can hold twenty people, and when Zhu Hongyu finished diagnosing the last patient and prescribing medicine, the four military tents had already been packed.

The tea servant wrote that her back hurt, and Zhu Hongyu thought that her head hurt when she thought about it.

"Serve tea, you go down and rest. I'll write the rest myself, and you go to the door of the tent and wait for me. ”

After finishing speaking, the tea waiter hurriedly retreated and walked out of the military tent. Zhu Hongyu turned into a war horse that would not rest, and walked quickly in the military tent.

The two alternated like this, and at night, Zhu Hongyu never drank a sip of water again, but there were two or three hundred people behind her, all of whom were seriously ill.

"Put your head on it."

After arriving in the fourth district, the condition of the tent became unfavorable, and in the process of Zhu Hongyu's treatment, the fourth district kept carrying out the dead.

The head is the person in charge of the fourth district, this kind of human purgatory in the human purgatory, and it has to be a person like him who has been on the battlefield to be deterred.

"Girl, you say."

"You take your men and sweep the ground. By the way, the excrement of the sick in these military tents needs to be disposed of uniformly, and these feces contain the poison infected with the plague, so don't be careful! Be sure to wash your hands after cleaning! ”

After taking the leader to clean up, Zhu Hongyu finally got a chance to rest.

She was hungry and thirsty, and just after a moment of resting outside the military tent, Jiang Zaiyu came over with water and rice, and Zhu Hongyu saw it and became vigilant all of a sudden.

"Kang Jae-woo, are you going to eat?"

"Yes, you're still busy at night after dinner, what's wrong with you? Don't want to eat? ”

Zhu Hongyu hurriedly stopped Jiang Jaeyu, and her worries came to her heart again.

"Don't put food on the table now, give a military order, everyone must wash their hands before eating, and the time to wash their hands must not be less than half a cup of tea!"

Jiang Jae-woo knew that Zhu Hongyu was not joking with him, so he hurriedly gathered all the soldiers and announced the order.

The soldiers were smiling on the surface, but in their hearts they had already scolded the eighteenth generation of Zhu Hongyu's ancestors.

Heavy and complex work is not enough, and now there is such a rule.

But the military order can indeed deter these soldiers. Although everyone had resentment in their hearts, they still obeyed according to Zhu Hongyu's arrangement.

Zhu Hongyu took the lead in washing her hands, and also taught all the soldiers the five-step method of washing her hands.

The moment of rest is always the happiest moment for everyone, Jiang Jaeyu leads the troops well, and he likes Guangtun grain on weekdays.

Since the outbreak of the plague, Kang Jae-woo's soldiers have not been underfed, but have eaten much better than the ordinary people outside.

Zhu Hongyu still agrees with Jiang Zaiyu's approach, after all, eating well can improve immunity and ensure the health of the soldiers to the greatest extent.

Squatting among a group of men to eat, Zhu Hongyu really hasn't done this before.

But hunger could cure all embarrassment, and she just wanted to finish her meal quickly and get on with the fight.

I felt so tired on the first day, how can I spend the rest of my life......

After eating, the sick meal came. The best sick meal to make is porridge, the last time Kang Jae-woo suffered from malaria, the big fish and big meat put himself in danger.

So Jiang Jae-woo, who learned a lesson, was very conscious this time, and did not take out his pigs and sheep for cooking because the patient was sick, a bowl of rice soup and a bowl of pickles. This is a good move made by Du Yuexiao's doctors, and similarly, Zhu Hongyu approves of such a practice.

The patients were given meals, and because the food was sufficient, Zhu Hongyu arranged a strategy of beating meals first and then lightly.

Lu Mingci cleaned up his bedroom in the afternoon, thinking that it was dirty and smelly outside, but he really didn't want to go over to see the excitement.

But he couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, locked the door and came to the school grounds.

The sun was setting, and it was not yet completely dark. Lights were lit in front of each tent. The diagnosis and treatment of Zhu Hongyu also began.

The fourth district is the worst military tent, the dirtiest environment, the sickest people.

There is no difference between a dying person and a dead person, Zhu Hongyu diagnoses a patient and shakes his head and sighs.

There is almost nothing that can be saved, do you still have to hold on?

"Hey......" Zhu Hongyu hesitated after reading the first military tent in the fourth district.

She felt that the most rational thing to do was to give up, and after tonight these people died, she went to take care of the people in front of her.

Can......

Zhu Hongyu couldn't survive the condemnation in her heart, although the medicine was no longer prescribed, because the reserve was limited, and she had to save people with milder symptoms.

But she instructed Jiang Jae-woo's general manager to be sure to serve the patients in time to drink water, and if she could change the clothes of these people.

Of course, this last wish is also difficult to fulfill, and most of the seriously ill patients still leave the world with regrets.

Lu Mingci made a lot of money and found that the inside of the military tent was much cleaner, and the drainage canal was also dug out in the afternoon. It's all the filth of some patients.

Looking inside, the patient's condition is very different.

Some of the military tents were as silent as death, and as we walked in the direction of the main gate of the school field, we could hear the louder and louder conversations.

In the middle of the tent was a large stove with boiling water, ready to be used if anyone wanted it.

There was a small stove boiling lightly salted water in the side, and a bowl was served every hour.

After looking around, Lu Mingci felt that Zhu Hongyu's disposal method was very appropriate, and it was definitely not a trick that a child of her grade could come up with.

At this moment, a sergeant ran out and shouted to the person who was boiling water: "Eleven beds of salt water, thirteen beds of white water!" Hurry up, we've got three accounts! ”

Lu Mingci understood, it turned out that these military tents were numbered by Zhu Hongyu, and the beds were also numbered. This management means that patients receive the best possible treatment, and sergeants can deliver messages more quickly.

Talented!

Lu Mingci didn't know what words to use to describe Zhu Hongyu besides this word.

The people between the tents came and went, arranged in an orderly manner, and it was not at all like they came in the morning.

And the corpse that was lifted out of the northwest corner also secretly proved that Zhu Hongyu had indeed given up the treatment of critically ill patients.

As he walked, Lu Mingci saw a white-haired old man on crutches waiting to get up and walk.

He knew very well that this was an official, after all, the round-necked robe on his body was dirty, but the old man didn't take it off. Obviously very stubborn about identity.

So Lu Mingci stepped forward and saluted the old man.

"The juniors have given a salute to the seniors."