Hard to be a good wife

"Come up!" Wang Zizhao pushed open the car door and stretched out his hand towards Tang Yue.

Seeing that he was still a little uncomfortable, Tang Yue climbed into the carriage slowly, and was immediately pulled to his side by Wang Zizhao.

"Are you familiar with the Lord of Qinyang City?"

"How come? This is the first time we met." Tang Yue answered honestly, not lying at all, but concealing the fact that they are fellow villagers.

Wang Zizhao also couldn't think of any intersection between them, but he asked several times where Tang Yue was, and the answer he got was that Tang Yue and the little city lord were together, crying and having a good time talking. , made him quite unhappy.

"So hit it off?"

Tang Yue shook his head, "That's not the case, there is something wrong with the little city lord..." Tang Yue pointed to his head and said, "If you observe him more, you will find that this person is too emotional and always startled. At first, there are also self-abuse tendencies, a typical mental illness patient."

Zhang Chun sneezed and thought to himself: Is there anyone still thinking about me?Maybe it's a little fan who has a crush on him.

Zhang Chun, who didn't know that Tang Yue had dubbed him the word "sick", began to get close to the guards on the side again.

"Mental illness? What kind of illness is that?" It was the first time Wang Zizhao had heard that people could be mentally ill.

Tang Yue organized his language and explained it to him in a simple way, "Psychological illness is caused by a person's improper thinking. His heart will be full of darkness, prone to extremes, and in serious cases, he is mentally ill...mental illness Has anyone seen it?"

Wang Zizhao frowned, "At the border, some soldiers would go crazy for no reason, some would harm themselves, some would talk nonsense, and some would do some inexplicable things. Is this considered a mental illness?"

"Correct answer!" Tang Yue snapped his fingers, this situation was definitely caused by something wrong in his heart.

Soldiers on the frontier are faced with the pressure of death every day. If they are not counseled for a long time, it is normal to cause mental illness.

In such an environment, if it was replaced by a child born in the [-]s and [-]s of the modern age, he would have collapsed long ago.

"Is there a way to treat it?"

"Your Highness, have you ever heard the saying that a heart disease requires heart medicine?" Tang Yue is not a psychiatrist, and even if he knew the crux of the matter, he couldn't give a good opinion.

"That means there is no cure." This is Wang Zizhao's understanding of this sentence. What is heart medicine?If you can use heart medicine to treat mental illnesses?

"If there is someone around Your Highness who is particularly good at communicating with people, knows each other well, and can establish a good friendship with everyone, then such a person may try to guide those mentally ill patients, as long as they open their hearts and make them think less. Something that suppresses the fear, and the illness may go away without medicine."

"You."

"what?"

"Isn't the person you're talking about yourself? You're especially good at communicating with people, you know yourself well, and you can establish a good friendship with anyone? I've only seen you like this."

"..." Tang Yue was speechless, it turned out that he was such an image in Wang Zizhao's mind.

He hehe twice, he is a doctor, and it is a compulsory course to be good at communicating with people, otherwise, how can he explain the illness to the patient, and how can he appease the patient's family?

He doesn't admit to the other two, he is easier to get along with, but he can't establish friendship with anyone, let alone acquaintance.

The topic was successfully diverted by Tang Yue, and the two gradually talked about the construction of the medical system for military doctors from mental illness.

Tang Yue has already had preliminary ideas about this area, but it will take time for these ideas to become a reality.

"The number of military doctors is too small, and the wounded who can be rescued are limited. Many soldiers will die slowly without timely medical treatment, right?"

Wang Zizhao nodded, "In the entire border, there are only 15 doctors and 35 medicine boys. Even if one person has four hands, they are too busy. They can only take care of the slightly injured patients first."

On the battlefield, not all soldiers know how to deal with wounds and how to bandage them, only some experienced veterans do.

And Tang Yue's principle is to deal with the seriously injured patients first, those who can save themselves if they are slightly injured, and wait in line for those who cannot.

That's why he wanted to organize a team of nurses to treat patients with minor injuries and provide care for patients after treatment.

In the medical team, nurses are indispensable talents.

And this part of talents is also relatively easy to cultivate. They only need some basic knowledge and skilled bandaging skills. Later, if the centrifuge can be made, they can carry out blood matching and transfusion, and they need to be able to give needles.

But it is much easier than training a doctor.

"Is there anyone who is idle in His Highness's hands? Age is not a problem, nor is gender, as long as you have a quick hand and foot."

"How much?"

"At the beginning, a basic class of [-] people will be held. These people can continue their work during the day, and take an hour at night to learn some basic knowledge with me. I will teach them how to first aid, how to treat trauma, and post-care."

"You want to take these hundred people as disciples?" Wang Zizhao felt that Tang Yue's idea was too generous.

The master-student relationship in this era is very sacred, similar to the relationship between father and son, so there is a saying that "one day is a teacher and a lifetime is a father".

"It's not about the teacher-student relationship, it's just simple teaching. If you think I'm at a disadvantage, just ask them to pay some tuition fees, but the premise is that these people must be used by me!"

Wang Zizhao was more than he thought. It was easy to pick 80 people, but these people must be loyal, obedient, and able to act independently.

"Will the retired wounded soldiers be accepted?"

"As long as the limbs can move normally, it is fine. Those who are missing arms and legs, as long as they can read, or can distinguish medicine."

"Like the guard next to you who can't even walk?" Wang Zizhao saw Tang Yue with a disabled person for the first time and thought he was too pitiful, thinking that he couldn't choose someone and had to accept such a guard .

It was later learned that this person knew a lot of herbs and could relieve Tang Yue's worries, so he was relieved.

"The sparrow understands medicinal materials, and it can indeed help a lot. If his legs continue to apply the medicine for another half a year, it may be relieved."

"There are not many people like this. When you return to Yecheng, you and I can go pick them together." Wang Zizhao solved Tang Yue's troubled problem with one sentence.

100 people may not seem like many, but it is not so easy to select them carefully. If Tang Yue were to find them by himself, he would probably have to choose from the Marquis of Liyang.

"In addition to people, we also need to have enough medicinal materials to meet the needs of each battlefield. If there is a shortage of medicine and medicine, no matter how good the doctor is, he will not be able to save people."

"This king has a private treasury. If you agree to marry into Prince Zhao's mansion, the private treasury will be under your control from now on." Wang Zizhao suddenly said this.

Tang Yue was talking vigorously, but he stopped the topic with the word "marry", "Can we not mention this matter?"

"You disagree?" Wang Zizhao frowned, unable to accept his gesture of refusal.

"No... you have to give me enough time and space to think, can't we not mention this for now?"

Wang Zizhao nodded in embarrassment, "Continue, what else do you need besides people and medicinal materials?"

"I haven't thought of it yet, I'll tell you when I think of it."

"Alright, but remember to use words that everyone can understand when you make a list next time."

Tang Yue smiled mischievously. As he was writing this list, common words from the past tended to pop up, some because he couldn't find a replacement word, and some because he didn't know how this era was called, so it was a bit confusing.

At noon, the team stopped to rest for lunch. Tang Yue ate with Wang Zizhao, and then took two pieces of cake to find Zhang Chun.

Although the prisoners also ate and drank as usual, the quality and quantity were definitely incomparable.

Just like what Zhang Chun said, a child of his age is growing up and eats a lot, so it's no wonder that he can feel full after eating such a little food.

"Here, eat." Tang Yue handed the pancake to Zhang Chun.

"Why is it pancake again? Isn't there any normal food?" Zhang Chun took the pancake and gnawed it, complaining while eating.

"Are you going on a trip? Are there big fish and meat waiting for you?"

"That's true, but I think the biggest official should be there. I was almost surprised at first glance that day. He is really handsome. If he enters the entertainment industry, he will be popular! I don't know how many young men and women will be fascinated. What a prince, how awesome!"

"Ahem...he eats the same thing." Tang Yue stared at the biscuits in his mouth, wanting to tell him that one of the two biscuits came from that arrogant prince.

"How do you know?" Zhang Chun gulped down the food, took two sips of water, and burped contentedly.

Tang Yue secretly replied: Naturally, it is because they ate together. "There is a rule in the military that treats everyone equally, regardless of their official position. The food is the same. If you want to eat well, you can only cook a small stove yourself, but you will not enjoy it along the way." It's been treated like this."

"Okay, when I get out of the predicament and regain my freedom, I will first open a restaurant and bring all the delicious food I have eaten here, so that these ancient people will never forget the last meal and think about the next meal!"

"Hehe..." Tang Yue gave him a sneer, "You have to be able to do it before you talk about it!"