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I don't know if I want to say that the idea of ​​a daughter-in-law is too persistent, and the young soldier really waited for the medical officer from Jiuling Lake.

When Huanniang and the others came in, the entire medical tent was silent for a moment, as if the air and time were all frozen, even the breathing was locked.

It's true... it's true... the little lady from Jiuling Lake is here!

Although they usually talk about it, but when they really saw people, all the wounded soldiers didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that they would insult other girls by being rude and insignificant.

A total of three young ladies came, all wearing uniform white cotton gowns, and the white cotton covers covered their faces, making it impossible for people to see their facial features.

But I heard that this thing is not for the defense of men and women, but to prevent the disease from being passed.

When Gadfly Village suffered from dysentery, all the doctors in Jiuling City, male or female, had the disease on their faces, but none of them contracted it.

"They're still little girls."

The old wounded soldier whispered to the young soldier.

"It's no wonder it's not easy. I came all the way to Donglai City, and there are still some young girl dolls."

They are military households, so they went to Dongnae to fight the war.There is nothing to talk about when you go to the battlefield. Behind you is your own homeland. Who can support people who are paid by the army if they don’t fight? !

But these girl dolls are different.

Although there are many maids in the border towns who go out to work, they are all in the safe rear, sitting safely in the workshop, protected from wind and rain, and more mellow than at home.

These girls risked their lives and suffered a lot, so they left the border town and went to Donglai to treat the wounded soldiers.When they set off, the battle had not yet been fought, so I don't know if the Hu people will counterattack in the past few days. Such courage is not admirable, how can they still have blasphemous thoughts? !

Of course, it wasn't just the young ladies who were brave, but also a group of young men in the same costumes who came in with a lot of tools.But there are kids everywhere in the army, and it's not unusual for them to change their clothes, so they were blocked as a matter of course.

The leader of the team is Twelve Lang, the younger brother of Prince Feng.

Twelve Lang was also entrusted with the important task this time, responsible for the escort of food, grass and military supplies for this expedition.

The reason why he was asked to personally go to the front line was because the Feng family wanted to hone Twelve Lang's temperament.Twelve Lang is not yet old enough to lead the army alone, but the young man who was born in a general's family can't do without going to the battlefield, and raising him in the back house will only wipe out the blood in his chest.

The three young ladies all applied by themselves, and then followed the chariots and horses behind to deliver the shells.If there is no accident, they and a few companions will stay in Donglai City for two days, and after intensive treatment and treatment of the wounded soldiers, they will return to Jiuling City with the convoy escorting the wounded soldiers.

Because he was studying in Jiuling City together, Twelve Lang quickly became acquainted with this group of "alumni".

Naturally, the male members were the first to huddle together. He heard his father talk about the eradication of the epidemic in Gadfly Village, and he admired these three brave young ladies very much, but he didn't dare to get too close.

"Aren't they afraid? It is said that the needle will bleed."

Twelve Lang asked a male student in a low voice.

"I heard Brother Xiaofei say that there may be a class on cutting meat with a knife in the future. Can a few of them do it?"

Feng Kang’s words are actually quite tactful. According to Ning Zaozi’s original words, the future Jiuling City Medical Workshop will definitely have anatomy classes. Animal anatomy is the basis, and there may be human anatomy.

In this era, the source of corpses is not a problem.In troubled times, in the ready-made battlefield outside the Yongxi Pass, it would be easier to find some intact corpses dropped by Hu Qi as materials, so as to clarify the structure of the human body.

For Feng Kang, dissecting a dead body is not a rare thing. There are gangsters at all levels of government in the frontier army, and it is normal to open a coffin for an autopsy.It's just that no one has ever asked some young girls to do this business. Not to mention the bad luck, the dead body is in all kinds of strange ways, and ordinary girls would not dare to do it.

The student recognized Feng Kang, knew that he had a good relationship with Mr. Ning, and could often see him in Jiuling City, so he didn't hide his thoughts.

"The Twelve Young Masters don't underestimate these little ladies, they are so courageous!"

With his chin, he pointed to Xiong Yinhuan who was walking in the front.

"Did you see that? That's our squad leader. She is the only one in this group with good technique. She doesn't feel anything when the needle enters the blood vessel. She can pierce no matter how thin a sinus is!"

"Before, Mr. Ning personally experimented with garlic injections, and he chose her to do the operation. She has also been to Gadfly Village, and she is not afraid of the disease, let alone chopping up a corpse!"

Really!

Hearing what he said, Twelve Lang was immediately in awe of Huan Niang.

He had heard from his grandmother that a young lady had gone to Gadfly Village. At that time, the aunts were all admiring, saying that a woman would not give way to a man, and hated that she was not good at medicine and could not help herself.

Seeing himself with his own eyes today, Twelve Lang was surprised.

These little ladies... are not special people.The squad leader was a little thin and not very strong, but he didn't expect to have such courage.

However, what surprised Twelve Lang even more was that it was still behind.

I saw a few people coming in without stopping, and immediately entered the working state.

They first took out bottled alcohol and cotton balls from the wooden box they carried with them, and after disinfecting the special knives, they dug open the wounds of the wounded soldiers and took out the arrowheads with barbs stuck in them.

This process was slightly bloody, and the wounded soldier was in cold sweat due to the pain. It is possible that those who fought desperately on the battlefield were not idiots. The first wounded soldier to be healed did not make any sound at all, and stubbornly resisted the severe pain.

Huan Niang raised her head, glanced at the middle-aged man opposite, and said softly.

"It will hurt to wait, but it will be better to cry out."

Hearing what she said, the man grinned, shook his head and said nothing, and signaled her to continue with his eyes.

Huan Niang didn't say much, she directly took out the alcohol and poured it into the wound, and cleaned the part contaminated by the arrow with a cotton ball.

This sharp pain came suddenly, the man didn't even yell, he passed out from the pain, and all the wounded soldiers present felt sorry for him.

Oh my god, what the hell is this? It's too scary!

Huan Niang's technique was clean and neat. After confirming that the wounded soldier was safe, she took out the cotton gauze and began to bandage the opponent's wound.

It takes only half a stick of incense for her to deal with a wounded person.After tidying up, the girl stood up neatly, looked around the tent, and began to look for new patients.

Seeing her looking over, all the wounded soldiers immediately bowed their heads like quails, and no one wanted to be the next prey.

Lao Li has passed out, how painful is that? !

Originally, I thought that the little lady would be gentle and careful, and would take care of her better than the rough boy, but in the end, in the end...

Seeing that everyone had bad expressions, Huan Niang had no choice but to explain.

"Alcohol is used to clean the wound, which can kill the dirt in the wound and prevent the wound from festering and pus in the future."

The girl said softly.

Her voice is soft and soft, with a slight Zhuozhou accent, which is in stark contrast to the previous neat approach.

Wound treatment is a compulsory course for them in the Jiulingcheng Medical Workshop. Using alcohol to disinfect the wound can prevent wound infection. With the help of cotton bandages, the wound recovery will be much faster than before, and it is not easy to cause high fever and sepsis.

When she spoke, her eyes fell on the wounded soldier who had injured his arm.

The young soldier shrunk his neck, but suddenly felt the panic of being locked by the beast, and instinctively moved his butt.

"I... I... I'm not in a hurry."

"Why are you in no hurry?!"

The old wounded soldier on the side suddenly raised his voice.

"You are a young man who hasn't said goodbye yet! You should be treated well, otherwise something wrong will happen. How can your mother tell you about the blue and white next door?!"

Young Soldier: (horrified) ...! ?

Young soldier: No, no, no...it's not that urgent...

Twelve Lang, who witnessed the whole process, shivered, and suddenly felt that the little lady of the monitor was a bit fierce.

It's not the kind of fierceness on the surface, but the feeling of fierceness in the heart, as if as long as she decides, she will do it to the end, and no one can shake her mind.

Twelve Lang had seen such a little lady in Jiuling City, she was sister Pinghua who weaved and spun.It's just that Pinghua is still an old man in Jiuling City after all, and she joined Mo Zong when he was still in Niubei Mountain. She has seen many storms and waves, and her experience and experience are not comparable to the little lady in front of her.

Kind of like it, but not quite the same.

Twelve Lang scratched his head.

He couldn't remember the scene when he first met Sister Pinghua.Now Mei Pinghua not only manages the new weaving workshop in Jiuling City, but also takes over the work of disseminating the skills of weaving pigs.Everyone in the border town knows that fanning pigs tastes good, they like to grow fat and are obedient, and it takes less effort to raise them than before.But pigs are not born eunuchs. If you want to raise pigs, you have to find a craftsman, which is a craft.

The first and only cunning craftsman in the Ye Dynasty was Mei Pinghua. Sister Pinghua was busy every day, so she didn't have so much time to receive people who came to ask for advice.Seeing this situation, Ning Fei simply set up a learning class for slaying pigs in Ding'an City, and taught the skills of slaying pigs openly and for free. There is only one session, and anyone who wants to learn can come.

Twelve Lang didn't know how Sister Pinghua practiced pigs back then, because he boasted that he had the ability to look at pigs, he also joined the study class that day to join in the fun.As a result, after listening to the lecture, the young boy floated out the door with vain steps like the other young and old who went to the lecture, with a dazed expression on his face, and almost bumped his head against the porch pillar at the door.

Peeling grapes... Peeling eggs... No, no, no, he will never be able to face these two things in the future!

Pinghua also took over this job in the midst of her busy schedule.After the opening of Bailukou, the shipping trade between Donghu Sanbu and Jiuling City became more frequent.Wool was continuously transported from Nanshi to the weaving workshop by large ship, providing a stable raw material for the expanded wool industry line.

Li Qiongzhi cooperated with the woodworking class to improve tools and successfully created a spinning wheel suitable for wool spinning.

In the winter of last year, the output of wool products in the new weaving workshop of Jiuling City increased steadily. Warm and various woven clothes became the favorite of fashionable people in the city. A blockbuster product.

With wool for added warmth, the cotton you save can do more.Canvas, cotton yarn, bandages, and the weaving workshop have also opened up specific production lines, which do not charge high profits, and are mainly responsible for ensuring the use of military supplies.During the army's expedition, the students of Jiuling City Medical Workshop brought the gauze produced by the weaving workshop, which played a huge role in treating the wounded.

However, Twelve Lang felt that the little lady Huanniang in front of him was very different from Miss Pinghua.

Miss Pinghua is cold visible to the naked eye, she has no expression on her daily face, and she only shows a gentle smile when she faces Aunt Mei and Brother Xiao Fei, and Hasler, who grew up with her, is not like this treatment.

It is said that Miss Pinghua had a miserable life experience. One of these two people raised her up, and the other helped her reborn.

And this Huan Niang in front of her doesn't have the cold air like Miss Pinghua's, she speaks softly and softly, she doesn't seem to be fierce at all.

But if you see her when she is working, this kind of softness will suddenly change into a decisive and sassy one, which is completely different from her weak appearance, which makes people very shocked.

Twelve Lang felt the shock and touched his nose.

Seems like... a very interesting person.

The speed of the medical team was very fast. Only on the second day, most of the wounded soldiers in the medical tent had been treated, and the first batch of critically ill patients had been transported to Jiuling City.

On the following day, there will be a steady stream of carriages escorting the wounded. After all the wounded soldiers have been dealt with, the medical team will return with the carriages to provide the best treatment for the warriors who guard the city and protect the country.

It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow people's wishes.

Early in the morning of the third day, the horn on Donglai City sounded.The lookout post discovered the whereabouts of the Hu people, and under the distant skyline, countless Hu riders rushed to the foot of Donglai City at dawn.

This time, it was no less than the scale of the last battle to seize the city, but it was an offensive and defensive shift, the attackers became the defenders, and they had to face the same crisis as Yu Zhenglei.

General Hu Jun directly showed his ace weapon and pushed the huge building several feet high to the foot of Donglai City.Three giant trucks attacked Donglai City Gate in three ways, and the city wall that had changed hands twice was already in decline, and it was much more dangerous than a few days ago.

No invitation to fight, no scolding.The barbarians were as quiet as a group of beasts waiting for their opportunity, as if they were sure that the trapped opponents would not be able to escape, and they watched the final struggle of their prey with leisure.

It's just that where they couldn't see, at the head of Donglai City, a series of black rifled guns had already shown their fangs.The black muzzle is cold and condensed, locking the ignorant fools early in the morning, just waiting for the harvest time to start.

War is imminent.