After rebirth, the abandoned concubine became involved in the medical world

"Cough cough cough," the little soldier choked on the unexpected medicine and coughed.

Qi Yan saw Shui Miao's rude action: "..."

Others were a little silent when they saw this scene, especially the wounded soldiers, thinking to themselves that the military doctors were quite gentle to them in the past.

Feeling the quietness of the surrounding environment, Shui Miao raised his head and looked around, asking Qi Yan: "What's wrong?"

Qi Yan: "...it's okay."

Shui Miao: "Oh."

The little soldier had already fallen asleep. There was nothing he could do about it. He was already tired after all this hard work.

Shui Miao looked at Qi Yan and said, "Find someone to watch him. If he has a fever, come to me."

She stopped looking at the remaining wounded soldiers for the time being. None of them were as serious as this man. Other military doctors could cure them, plus the golden sore medicine, it was enough.

Qi Yan: "Okay, you go and take a rest first."

Shui Miao left, and a military doctor came forward to ask Qi Yan who Shui Miao was and whether he was reliable.

Qi Yan: "I forgot to mention that she was the one who came up with the extremely effective golden sore medicine."

Everyone: "..."

A military doctor asked: "General, was that golden sore medicine developed by her master?"

Qi Yan glanced at him coldly, and the military doctor instantly felt a cold feeling on his back.

"She developed it herself."

After ordering people to look at the little soldier, he said something else when he left, "There is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. There are always one or two geniuses in this world that you can't compare to."

The implication is that there is no shame in admitting that you are weaker than others, and don't make excuses for your shortcomings.

Military doctors: "..."

They were indeed a little dissatisfied just now, and some looked down upon a young boy like Shui Miao for stealing the limelight, but the effect of the golden sore medicine was obvious to all, and there was no need for Qi Yan to lie to them.

They are indeed inferior in skills.

The wounded soldiers were quite happy, and they would not be willing to die if a doctor with skillful medical skills could cure them.

Shui Miao returned to the resting tent, sorted out the knowledge about trauma treatment, and also wrote down the methods of making wound medicine and gold sore medicine.

In the evening, the little soldier Shui Miao treated had a fever. Qi Yan's entourage came over to inform Shui Miao, who immediately turned over and got out of bed.

Shui Miao touched the injured man's forehead, opened his eyelids and took a look, then felt his pulse and said, "It's okay, it's not a big problem. I'll make another bowl of medicine."

With that said, he took out a packet of medicine from the small medicine box and handed it to the attendant.

Shui Miao was standing by, waiting for the medicine to be cooked and delivered.

When a military doctor saw Shui Miao sitting there reading a book, he couldn't help but come up and talk to him: "Doctor Du, did you use wine to clean his wounds before?"

Shui Miao raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. He had a Chinese-character face, regular features, and a calm expression.

She put down the medical book in her hand and said, "What's your surname?"

Shui Miao still respects people who have been practicing medicine for many years, are more experienced than her, and are not arrogant.

The military doctor said: "My surname is Tang and my first name is Jing."

Shui Miao nodded and said hello: "Mr. Tang, you are right. It is wine, but it is not ordinary wine."

Tang Jing asked curiously: "What do you mean?"

Shui Miao: "It's something called alcohol, which can disinfect...it can clean the invisible bugs in the wound very well, and reduce the probability of the patient's wound becoming inflamed."

Tang Jing: "Invisible little bug?"

Shui Miao: "Well, people can see little ants crawling on the ground, but how do you know there are no smaller bugs in the soil? Also, some people will have a bad stomach after eating, but they will pull out bugs after going to the latrine, But it’s impossible for people to really eat bugs, so where do the bugs come from?”

"So, don't question what you don't know, because our denial does not make it non-existent, it will only reveal our ignorance."

Tang Jing: "Then how did you know that your alcohol can kill them?"

Shui Miao: "Because they live in the same environment as us. If people drink too much, they will get into trouble and die. But my alcohol is more powerful than the alcohol that people drink. Alcohol has changed their living environment. Naturally, they cannot Survive.”

Hearing this, Tang Jing looked educated. What Shui Miao said did make sense, and her explanation was easy to understand and easy to understand.

When Shui Miao took out the alcohol today, they also smelled the pungent smell. It was indeed not comparable to ordinary wine.

Thinking of this, Tang Jing said: "Doctor Du, can you give me some alcohol? I want to try it."

Shui Miao said generously: "Okay."

She took out a small jar from the medicine box and gave it to Tang Jing, saying: "Ordinary wine will evaporate and reduce if left open. This alcohol is even worse than wine. Remember to seal the mouth in time when not in use. Remember, people cannot drink!"

Tang Jing took it and said clearly: "I understand."

Shui Miao took out another booklet and gave it to him, "You can also take a look at this. If you have any questions, you can come and ask me at any time."

Shui Miao didn't mean any disrespect by saying this, she simply felt that the other party should be able to use it.

Tang Jing was stunned for a moment, then took the booklet and started reading it casually.

But the initial disdain has disappeared. The more I read the content recorded above, the brighter my eyes become.

"Doctor Du, are all the contents recorded here true?!"

Shui Miao nodded: "Yes, I have practiced it."

Simulation practice is also practice!

Tang Jing solemnly put away the booklet and alcohol, and asked again: "Doctor Du, how did you suture the wound so well?"

They also sewed up the wounds, but the results were incomparable to Shuimiao's.

Shui Miao: "It's simple. You go to the cook and ask for some pig skins. Use them to practice if you have nothing to do. Practice makes perfect, and you can do it too."

Tang Jing: "...Is it that simple?"

Shui Miao nodded and affirmed: "It's that simple."

Tang Jing: I don’t feel like that’s the case. He has sutured many soldiers before. Why didn’t he do it like her? !

Shui Miao: "The booklet I gave you also has information about wound suturing. You can read it."

When Tang Jing heard this, he didn't want to talk anymore. He wanted to go back and study it carefully.

After saying hello to Shui Miao, he left.

The other military doctors had been paying attention to the conversation between Tang Jing and Shui Miao, and naturally heard the content of their conversation. Thinking of what Shui Miao gave Tang Jing, they were embarrassed to find Shui Miao, and followed Tang Jing out one after another, eager to know. Shuimiao gave him something.

Shui Miao didn't care what these people thought. After the medicine was boiled, Shui Miao took it over and mercilessly slapped the sleeping wounded soldier awake, pouring a bowl of medicine down his throat while he was half asleep.

"Cough cough cough," the poor little soldier was choked and coughed again. This time he had a little strength, raised his hand and struggled for a moment before Shuimiao tapped his acupuncture point.

Little soldier: "..."

other people:"......"

They had never seen such a powerful doctor before. She really dared to take action if he didn't go along with her wishes!

After giving him the medicine, Shui Miao unblocked his acupuncture points and gave him sleeping acupoints to let him have a good rest.