The wounds on Zhou Ziyu's body were shocking.

There are two knife wounds on the back, but fortunately, there is armor to protect it, the knife edge is still shallow, and the wound powder brought by Zhang Jinwen has healed and scabbed.

There was a sword wound on the outside of the upper arm of the left arm, the tip of the sword was pierced through the arm against the humerus, and the muslin cloth bandaged on the wound was not sterilized at a glance, causing the wound to be infected, red, swollen and suppurated.

The most serious injury, in the thigh, only needs to deviate an inch more than an inch to cut the thigh artery.

Zhang Jinwen was worried when she saw it, and her eyes were red.

If it weren't for the help of Zhuqing Zhufeng to clean the wounds, she would not have been able to do anything.

Zhou Ziyu was still smiling and comforting her: "Jin'er, don't be sad, my wound doesn't hurt at all." ”

Zhang Jinwen sniffed and pressed back her tears: "Brother Yu, I look at your wound and it hurts, how can you not hurt." If I had gone with you and given you medicine in time, these injuries would have healed a long time ago. Now you're going to have to suffer again. ”

She really regretted it.

Under the guidance of Zhang Jinwen, Zhu Qing's level of dealing with skin trauma can already be taken care of, and if she learns some medical and pharmacology, she can also become a disease doctor.

At this time, Zhu Qing saw that Zhang Jinwen was emotionally unstable, and knew that she would definitely not be able to hold the knife steadily, so she said: "Jin'er, these wounds didn't hurt the bones, I'll clean them up, you just have to take medicine." ”

Zhang Jinwen smiled at Zhu Qing gratefully, laughing more ugly than crying.

Zhu Qing picked up the knife soaked in the soju, the sharp blade flashing in the bright candlelight.

Zhou Ziyu tried his best to endure the pain and remained silent. Jin'er's voice was choked, how could he make her cry again?

Zhang Jinwen cried: "Brother Yu, why don't I go with hemp!" Otherwise you wouldn't be in such pain. ”

No, she's going to find a recipe for hemp boiling.

Since there is a legend about hemp boiling powder, there must be medicinal herbs in the world that can be made into hemp boiling powder.

Zhou Ziyu's face was deformed in pain, and he was still smiling: "Jin'er, it really doesn't hurt as much as you think, you go and serve me drinks and food, and I will also scrape my bones to heal my wounds." ”

Zhang Jinwen snorted and burst into laughter: "It's all this time, you still have the heart to laugh." ”

She read the story of Hua Tuo scraping Guan Yu's bones to cure poison in medical books.

When she watched it, she was still admiring Guan Yu's strength, thinking that if she could meet such a patient, she would definitely come forward and worship this person as a god.

Unexpectedly, this scene was staged on Zhou Ziyu.

Zhang Jinwen regretted it, secretly blamed herself, why did she worship heroes if she had nothing to do! How can a hero be so good, he always has to bear the pain that ordinary people can't bear, and the price he pays is even greater!

On Zhou Ziyu's forehead, beads of sweat kept rolling down and dripping on the placket.

"Jin'er, you are so soft-hearted, then when you sit in the hall, those little babies are sick, don't you have to cry a few times a day?"

Zhu Feng said on the side: "General Zhou will see it!" Jin'er is the most sick child, often undercharge other people's consultation and medicine fees, and sometimes have to buy some food for sick babies to take away, some babies are seriously ill, Jin'er is even more undressed day and night to take care of. ”

Zhou Ziyu looked up at Zhang Jinwen and teased her: "Jin'er, in this way, I want to be a sick baby!" ”

Zhang Jinwen laughed again, wiped her tears, and pouted: "Brother Yu, if you don't have a sick baby, I will take care of you." ”

Seeing that Zhu Qing cleaned the pus from the wound and dug up the rotten flesh, Zhang Jinwen quickly poured a layer of medicinal powder on the wound, and the bleeding quickly stopped.

She couldn't wait for Zhou Ziyu's wound to heal immediately, and the medicine powder in her hand sprinkled the wound vigorously.

Zhou Ziyu raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Jinyu's wrist and stopped her: "Jin'er, that's enough, you don't need money for this medicine, right?" ”

On the battlefield, those soldiers knew that they were either dead on their hands, and if they were lucky, they would still buy some powdered pills and carry them with them. The military salary is very small, and the good wound medicine is extremely expensive, so they can buy a little as they can. When it comes to the real injury, I am reluctant to use it, so I sprinkle a little bit and quickly put it away. Therefore, when they sprinkle the powder, they will joke with each other: the wound is so deep, the powder is so little, do you want money or death?

Sprinkled medicinal powder like Zhang Jin's snow, and when the soldiers saw it, they must have died of envy.

"This wound medicine is prepared with planted herbs, I don't know if the effect is good or not, sprinkle more, I can rest assured."

The herbs planted refer to the seven-leaf and one-branch flower planted by Dr. Sun of the Tai Medical Department.

Just a few seedlings were actually raised by Dr. Sun to produce so much in one acre of land.

For Zhang Jinwen's demand for medicinal herbs, Dr. Sun is naturally not stingy, he can take as much as he wants, as long as he leaves him a few seedlings, he can plant another ten acres of land next year.

When Zhang Jinwen was preparing the wound medicine, she could tell the difference between the planted herbs and the wild herbs, and the medicinal properties of the wild herbs were three to five times stronger than the medicinal properties of the planted herbs.

In other words, the wound medicine made from the herbs collected in the mountains can be healed in one day if sprinkled on the wound. And the wound medicine made from the planted herbs will take at least four days to heal.

Moreover, the effect of relieving pain and stopping bleeding is also poor.

In order to enhance the pain-relieving effect, Zhang Jinwen deliberately added some peppermint to the injury medicine.

"Jin'er, my wound was still hot just now, but now it is cold, as if there is a small wind walking." Zhou Ziyu's facial expression became soothing: "What did you add in it?" I don't think the wound hurts that much? ”

"It's still the original recipe, I added some mint from Taiping Peak to it."

Zhang Jinwen cares too much about Zhou Ziyu's feelings, so her mind will be disturbed by Zhou Ziyu's injury.

If she had been in a calm state of concentration, she would have been able to use Zhu Youshu, and it would not have been so painful.

As soon as her mind was confused, she couldn't perceive the condition of Zhou Ziyu's wounds, so she could only deal with them according to the records in the medical books.

Now, when her heart calmed down, she remembered what her ancestor told her, no matter how high her medical skills are, she also needs mental skills to cooperate, and to be a miracle doctor, both techniques are indispensable.

The wounds were bandaged, and Zhu Qing went to find a clean set of clothes to replace Zhou Ziyu.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Jinwen went to the kitchen to cook food for Zhou Ziyu.

She couldn't treat Zhou Ziyu's wound just now, she was already a little guilty, and if she ate, she couldn't say anything and couldn't borrow human hands.

As soon as you are in a good mood, you can do things with ease.

Zhang Jinwen stewed a pot of fish head tofu soup and took it to the study.

Zhou Ziyu had already washed up and sat on the Luohan couch to read a book.

Zhang Jinwen put down the tray and filled Zhou Ziyu with a bowl of soup: "Brother Yu, drink the soup first, it will be good for the skin on your face." ”

Zhou Ziyu smiled: "Jin'er, you are looking at your face, right?" ”