During this time, Jiao Yang was also very entangled, from the time he knew that Wen Jun had saved that person and that person had not died, Jiao Yang unconsciously thought of his comrades on the battlefield.

If the military doctors also have medical skills like Xiaojun, how many fewer deaths can they have?

During this time, he ran to the hospital every day, firstly, to protect Xiaojun's safety, and secondly, to see if Xiaojun's suturing was difficult.

He has been struggling with how to talk to Xiao Jun, after all, although he is his nephew, in the end this medical skill is his own, but after observing this time, he found that Xiao Jun taught those doctors without reservation.

That's why he strengthened his mind, and today he directly found someone to replace his class, and came to Jishitang early.

Wen Jun probably guessed his thoughts, so he asked, "Is it related to the second uncle's original time as a soldier?" ”

Jiao Yang did not deny: "Yes." ”

After speaking, he looked at Wen Jun, suddenly got up and knelt down towards Wen Jun, and made a military salute.

Wen Jun was startled, and quickly stopped the person before he knelt down, and exclaimed, "Second uncle, what are you doing here." ”

Jiao Yang gritted his teeth and let him help him, but instead of standing up, he said: "Xiaojun, the second uncle has a reluctant request, I want you to teach the military doctor this suturing technique and the medical skills of cleaning wounds." ”

Wen Jun was stunned, and the doctors who were eavesdropping on the situation over there also stopped their movements and looked at them, even ignoring the struggling rabbits on the table.

"Second uncle, you get up first."

At Wen Jun's insistence, Jiao Yang stood up, sat back on the stool, and watched Wen Jun slowly speak: "Actually, the second uncle has wanted to tell you for a long time, but he has been hesitant these days, just because he is worried that this suture and debridement is your own medical skill, and he rashly let you teach it to others, for fear that you will be unhappy."

But I found that you taught them all seriously, almost without reservation, so the second uncle wanted to seek a way out for those comrades-in-arms on the battlefield for the second uncle. ”

Wen Jun has never been on the real battlefield, he has only watched it in TV series, but the TV series that can be broadcast are all reviewed, even if it is the most real documentary, a large part of it is hidden.

He knew very well that the real battlefield was much more terrible than what they saw, and he was only glad that he was born in an era of peace and had a strong motherland.

And this strength is all paved by the blood of the ancestors.

"Second uncle, can you tell me about the battlefield?" Wen Jun sat down slowly, not only him, but also the doctors behind him slowly leaned over.

Jiao Yang looked at them and slowly talked about his time as a soldier at the border.

No matter what the dynasty, the borders are insecure, and in later generations there will be provocations from neighbors from time to time, not to mention the current era of strength and war to fight for territory.

The civil strife in Annam a few decades ago not only disrupted the entire Annam, but also gave the enemy the opportunity to invade.

Among them, the Beiling Kingdom outside the northern border of Annan is the most rampant, and it is also the country with the most wars with Annan.

Beiling Kingdom is outside the northern border mountains of Annan, where summers are very short, winters are long, and they are in ice and snow all year round, so they have always coveted the warm climate of Annan, trying to invade Annan and fight for territory.

When the army was first recruited, Jiao Yang was sent to the north, where it was freezing cold, and the soldiers had to resist the cold weather in addition to the invasion of Beiling.

In such a harsh environment, they held the border defense line in the north for life.

Every year there will be conscriptions, but every year someone dies.

The battlefield is terrible, after every fierce battle, there are stumps and broken arms almost everywhere, Jiao Yang is lucky, he was cut off by someone, and he was brought back to the barracks by others in time to save his life, but the leg was also useless, even so, he was only allowed to return home after he had new recruits in the second year.

He told Wen Jun and several doctors about the cruelty of the battlefield in the north, talking about those comrades-in-arms who should have had a chance to survive but finally died in the worsening of their wounds, and as he spoke, Jiao Yang's eyes turned red.

Wen Jun and the doctors behind him also had red eyes.

"If the military doctors had medical skills like yours and knew how to suture and debride wounds, would there not be so many people who had saved their lives on the battlefield, but finally died in the deterioration of wounds."

As Jiao Yang's last sentence fell, several people present were silent, and some of the older and more emotional doctors actually wiped away their tears.

The doctor who said to help them pour water took the initiative to speak: "What Jiao Zhutou said is not wrong at all, many people actually seem to be just a small wound, but in the end it slowly deteriorates, we have been doctors for so many years, such situations have been encountered too much, it is useless to use medicine or anything, and in the end we can only watch the patient deteriorate and die, even if we have been looking for a way all these years, we have not thought that the problem is in the first place."

If it weren't for the debridement methods and cleaning, disinfection, etc., you taught us during this time, we would still be treating in the original way, after all, for thousands of years, all doctors, even our masters, have taught us this way. ”

The others nodded.

This is also why when they heard that there was a miracle doctor in Cloud Town, who could disembowel people, they couldn't wait to come and ask for advice, they were all ready to be driven away, but they didn't expect Wen Jun to teach them without reservation.

Although they are all older than Wen Jun, none of them dare to say that they can do what Wen Jun does.

So sometimes they are not doglegs, but they admire Wen Jun, and they are willing to do the chores of Jishitang, even if it is a trivial matter such as serving tea and pouring water.

"Second uncle, how can I help you."

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Wen Jun went home that night, and everyone in the Wen family finally saw Wen Jun who had not seen him for a few days, which was called an excitement, especially Luo, who pulled Wen Jun to look left and right, his eyes were red, full of worry.

"It's back."

Wen Jun looked at Luo, who was worried about him, and the hand in his sleeve tightened slightly, but he didn't show it on his face, but asked with a smile: "Milk, what about my father and Yaoyao?" ”

Luo didn't see anything unusual, and replied: "Your father is in the field, the rice has been tasseled during this time, he can't wait to live in the field all day, and he can only see people at night, Yaoyao, and Li Yi are in the workshop, saying that what they want to do is about to succeed, you are not at home for the past two days, and the day before yesterday suddenly another group of people came, pulling more than a dozen carriages of black stones to the workshop, and they lived in the workshop every day." ”

Wen Jun knew in his heart, it seemed that Yaoyao and their steelmaking business had achieved results, and it just so happened that some things should have a legitimate source.