Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

Everyone knows that Gu Yong has always been reticent, and no one expected that he would take the initiative to chat with the lord, and made a rare suggestion of his own.

He even said 22 words!

The eyes looking at him from around were amazed for a moment, but those who were a little more experienced had already heard the truth: Haichang was the first and only Tuntian county in Wu, and its grain production was far more abundant than other counties in Wuzhong. This unique advantage is not only due to its unique geographical conditions, but also due to the supervision and education of Haichang's county government for several years.

And it was none other than the current governor, Lu Boyan, who provoked the big beam alone in the past!

When the Lu clan moved to a small remote county, Haichang, who has endured several years of hard work to become rich today, is now using his own achievements to fill in the loopholes in the front line, how can people open his mouth to refute?

Gu Gong's words sounded simple, but they were actually hidden secrets.

At the juncture of the war between the two countries, the issue of food transportation is a hidden crisis, which is no less than fighting on the front line, but the lure that can be obtained in the middle is also indispensable.

Therefore, although Gu Yong did not say clearly who was responsible for this heavy responsibility, he knew that it must be a child of a family who had a good relationship with Gu and Lu's family, so that he could be entrusted with the heavy responsibility with confidence.

After thinking about the ramifications, the ministers from aristocratic families simply shut their mouths, and although the rest of the poor family disdain the attitude of the two families, they really don't want to offend the angry Sun Quan.

Everyone present had their own thoughts, and their thoughts turned like a flash, and the whole hall became extremely silent.

The sound of the wind was blowing the snow, covering Sun Quan's indifferent eyes that had been frozen into ice for a moment.His almost deadly voice sounded coldly: "Soldiers on the front line are fighting bloody battles, and the food and grass they ask for cannot be deducted for a baht! If Yiling is defeated, Jiangling will be in danger; if Jiangling is defeated, the entire Wu land will have no natural danger to rely on. Who dares to shake the morale of the army at this time , Isolation will never be pardoned!"

The wind and snow continued.

The long/sword lying on the ground had its green edge halfway out, and the snow-white thin blade flashed a cold light in the new wind.

The sword light reflected Sun Quan's determined eyes, but it clearly reflected the determination and chill in the depths.

This battle is about the survival of a country and the lives of thousands.

No selfishness, let alone defeat!

Although he didn't say it clearly, Sun Quan's will to live and die with Yiling was evident. The ministers who had doubted Dou just now lowered their heads, not daring to question the lord's arrangements and arrangements.

Sun Quan only looked at Gu Yong: "Prime Minister."

Gu Yong bowed his hands and said immediately: "I will do it now."

Now that the matter has come to an end, no one dares to ask which subordinate Gu Yong is going to entrust this matter to. Everyone buried their heads and exchanged eyes quietly, but they couldn't figure out what kind of trick Lu Boyan had to make the lord take it. The entire Yangtze River defense line is a bet on him.

After everyone dispersed, Sun Quan sat down in the hall with his sleeves up and gently rubbed his forehead.

"His Majesty."

The thin silhouette dressed in black stepped into the hall stepping on the thick falling snow. Seeing the green blade land on the ground and the snow edge protruding out horizontally, he didn't have the slightest sense of fear. He jumped over the terrifying long sword in two steps and walked briskly In front of Sun Quan.

"I am willing to join the army."

Sun Quan raised his eyelids and took a look. His gloomy expression did not improve, but he frowned even more with a headache: "No."

The front line is full of dangers, how can the younger generation be allowed to play around recklessly?

The visitor blinked his eyes and refused to give up easily: "I didn't go to the front line to play around. Since it is a protracted war, we must go through the cold winter and scorching heat. After the wind, frost, rain and dew, it is inevitable that the five evils will enter the body, and all kinds of diseases will arise. Perhaps, the governor It requires meager strength."

The five evils enter the body, and all kinds of diseases arise.

This coincides with the tactics proposed by Lu Xun.

Knowing that the other party was not acting on a whim, Sun Quan glanced straight at him, slowly loosened his frown in his firm eyes, and said: "The front line of Yiling is dangerous, you should always follow Boyan's camp, don't do anything reckless."

After getting his promise, the man restrained his smile and said solemnly: "I understand."

……

In the early spring of February, the east wind is smooth.

After an extremely cold winter, the frozen Yangtze River gradually unfreezes, and the traffic between the upper and lower reaches becomes more and more prosperous day by day.Even though Yiling was the army of Shu before, it couldn't stop the revived spring breeze from greening the willows on both sides of the river. The merchant ships accustomed to war cautiously avoided the main military routes, took dangerous routes and continued to yell from south to north.

The long pole rolls around the whirlpool and sends the boat into the river while the boatman pushes hard.An endless stream of boats follow the wind and waves, push away the thin ice, pass through the mountain shadows like splashed ink, and draw several sparkling ripples on the mirror-like river surface.

The mountains on both sides of the river criss-crossed and flashed past, and the thick mist spread over the deck. The fisherman who punted the boat lowered his bamboo hat and said coolly: "Spring is cold, summer is hot, it seems that this year is going to be tough again."

"Yes." The passenger at the bow leaned lazily on the railing, stretched his waist facing the vast and majestic river, and his pale green shirt fluttered with the wind.

He stared into the distance casually: "I hope I can get through it."

After passing Jiangling, we arrived at Yiling at night.

The gate of Yiling City was closed.

The merchant ship was stopped by the sentry just after boarding the pier.

The leader of the army, with big arms and round waist, red ears, stared at him unkindly: "Martial law has been imposed in Yiling City, and all the people have been evacuated back to their hometowns, don't you know?"

Two merchants dressed in coir raincoats stepped out of the boat, the one on the left was tall and thin, wearing a pair of straw sandals under the gray shirt, showing a bit of elegance and easygoing; The chin and the thin mustache on the lips look elegant.

No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a serious businessman.

The visitor in the gray shirt clasped his hands and said with a smile: "My money is only for Governor Lu."

There was a flash of light in the commander's eyes, and he gave a look to the little soldier beside him.

He walked forward unhurriedly, lifted the lowered brim of his hat with a wave of his hand, and his voice suddenly changed: "...Gu Gong?"

The one who came was none other than Gu Xiaoze, the young master of the Gu family who should have been buried underground long ago!

Gu Shao dressed up as a businessman all the way, and was suffocated by his suit. Now that he finally arrived in Yiling safely, he couldn't help clapping his hands and smiled: "I have resigned from the prefect for ten years, and now I am just a master. You don't need to be called a gentleman."

Few people know about his fake death. After ten years of "death", they can still recognize him, and only the old members of Gu Lu's family are left.

Guarding the pass are Lu Xun's personal soldiers for many years.

At this moment, the surprise overwhelmed the doubts, since the young master of the Gu family transported it himself, it must be the master who agreed to the governor's request and sent the military rations across the sea on a merchant ship.

The captain didn't dare to neglect, took the big boat, cleared the way himself, and led them to the big tent in the city.

Lu Xun also just received the news from the soldiers, so he put down the pen in his hand, and then he heard a hearty laugh, the curtain was lifted by the NPC, and the old friend came striding forward, with straight shoulders. He slammed into him as a greeting: "Three days away from Shibai, the governor of Chengdu!"

Gu Shao is still the same Gu Shao.

A face with stretched eyebrows can vaguely see the outline of a teenager. Years of wind and frost have honed a firm and steady demeanor, but the eyes under the slightly sharp eyebrows are as clear as ever, unstained by dust.

The heavy and oppressive atmosphere in Yiling City was also driven away by this unexpected visitor from afar.

The little soldiers who passed on were even more dumbfounded. Du Dao Lu, the governor, is humble and gentle, but his inner methods are merciless. Otherwise, how can he take over the post of governor and convince the soldiers who were originally loyal to General Lu Meng?

How dare this man treat the governor so presumptuously!

But this one was not the only one who was presumptuous, the thin gentleman who followed behind also took off his bamboo hat, pressed his white and slender fingers to his lips, and easily pulled off his thin beard.

The little soldier glanced at him, and was almost scared to death, trembling for a long time: "Sun, Sun, Sun...Mr., why are you here?"

Sun Shangxiang was holding the bamboo hat, her petite stature was very incompatible with the surrounding swords and halberds, but she just smiled, walked to the side of the two, raised her head and said: "As ordered by Your Majesty, assist the governor and guard Yiling."

Her voice was not loud, but her tone was extremely solemn.

Lu Xun's eyes flashed in surprise. Although he expected that His Majesty would not give up easily, he never thought that it was these two people who were ordered to come to his aid. Finally, the corners of his lips that he tried to suppress were no longer restrained, and he raised a warm smile.

Suddenly there was an urgent report outside the door.

"Captain! The Shu army is attacking the city again!"

At this moment, everything was silent, and only the horns from the sky could be heard. Although the tone of the soldier who delivered the order was urgent, he also showed his usual calmness: "Are we still on guard?"

The faint smile in the corner of Lu Xun's eyes quickly disappeared, and he calmly arranged countermeasures: "Close the city gate and hit it with falling rocks, and the rest of the soldiers are not allowed to fight."

The military order was passed down repeatedly.

Gu Shao frowned: "Just avoiding the battle is not an option. No matter how strong Yiling City is, it will be broken one day. Boyan, how long are you going to defend?"

When the corner of his sleeve fell, he looked down, but saw Sun Shangxiang holding him back, and shook his head calmly.

Lu Xun closed his eyes and looked down at the military map on the case, his eyes were calm and deep, and he said: "Wait a little longer."

……

"I only know that I can shrink my head, but Lu Boyan is a tortoise!"

Liu Bei looked coldly at the military report of the failure of the third siege. His hands clasped on the case suddenly tightened.

The three sieges all ended in failure.

Wu Jun, who was defeated in one blow before, seemed to have changed his mind, and he refused to abandon the city to escape. On the contrary, it made them difficult to advance and retreat in this Wu territory, but they could not move forward.

After several months, there was no progress at all!

Under the thunder, everyone was silent.

Mi Zhao raised his eyebrows, and said cautiously: "I heard that Wu's rear has quietly sent supplies. I think it is to consume our side for a long time. Yiling City is as solid as gold, and I am afraid it will be difficult to conquer it for a while. But don't worry, your majesty. A strong city also has weaknesses, and we can always find ways to overcome the enemy."

They attack the city, if they fail once, they can do it again, while the enemy defends the city, as long as they are careless once, there is no way back!

The young man's words finally relieved Liu Bei's heart a little. He walked away anxiously, glanced around, but saw that one of the generals was missing, and couldn't help frowning: "Where's Huang Quan?"

Calling him by his first name shows that His Majesty is not in a good mood.

Mi Zhao didn't dare to hide it, but lowered his head and said: "We have been fighting each other for a long time in Yiling. General Huang was afraid that Wei would attack from the north bank, so he led two thousand soldiers to cross the river and go north to guard against the enemy in Wuling."

Don't take the initiative, this old man Huang is really promising.

Liu Bei's eyes flashed, but he didn't order to stop Huang Quan's actions.

There are three pillars, and it is impossible for any one side to just watch from the sidelines. Although Huang Quan's move is a bit over the top, it is still a good strategy.

With such a meticulous mind, I want to know who inspired it.

Liu Bei flicked his robe in annoyance, Chen Za's eyes turned coldly to the thousands of steep mountains outside the tent, fifty thousand Shu troops stretched from Wu Gorge to Yiling, and dozens of camps were lit with headlights, in this dark In the night, he snorted like a fire dragon.

The mountains and rivers are magnificent, soldiers and horses are like dragons, and the scenery of the pinnacle of the world is nothing like this.

His mood finally improved, and Xiao Sha's smile curled up on the corner of his lips: "Okay, they're all out, then let Gu see who will win!"

There was an echoing applause from the audience.

Mi Zhao twisted the spear, but he was thinking of another person, and felt that the battle might not be so easy.

The two armies faced each other, one did not dare to attack with all its troops, and the other refused to come out. During the trial between you coming and me not going, a season passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, June.

This summer is even hotter than previous years. In the dog days, the world is more like a huge steamer, which makes people sweat profusely. The scorching heat waves roll from the surface, stepping on the river bank under direct sunlight, and the ground is covered with gravel. Like a flint, it will burn holes out of the soles of your feet.

Even Li Yinzhou, who was "preferentially treated" and stayed in the tent, was sweating through his shirt in this opaque and dreary weather, so hot that he couldn't breathe.

It was even more difficult for the soldiers who were exposed to the scorching sun all the time. Not only could they not hide in the tents for a short rest, but they had to be pulled out for drills from time to time, harassing Wu Jun who was living in peace in the city every now and then.

This contrasted resentment slowly grew from the heat.

"When do we have to wait? It's been almost a year, and we must give us a letter."

"I don't know what's going on with the family. Who can stand such a hot day?"

"It's fine on the opposite side. They have a city to rely on and a house to live in. Unlike us, they can peel off their skin after a round of practice!"

……

Occasionally, the voices of these complaints spread out from the corner, and were heard by the generals a little higher, in exchange for a fierce scare: "Yiling is just around the corner, what is not ours by then? Dare to shake the morale of the army, don't be afraid The general killed you!"

That being said.

But there is always no sign of this big cake, and there is no hope of seeing it at all.

Although the soldiers of the Shu army complained, they only dared to communicate carefully in places where no one was around.

In this scorching hot day, people's hearts are impetuous, and nothing more so than above.If one word is not careful, the head will fall to the ground.

this day.

Li Yinzhou had just changed into a thin shirt, only to hear the chaos outside, and before he had time to lift the curtain to take a look, the young general had already shot himself in front of him, staring at him fiercely, his voice was biting from the root of his teeth: "Follow me .”

A rare gust of wind opened the curtain behind him, and the scorching heat hit his face.

The crying voice also became clear: "Fifteen, fifteen! Wake up!"

The level of naming people in this era is very simple. They often use A, B, C, D, or [-], [-], [-], [-], especially for soldiers without fame. A number may be a code name for a lifetime.

Li Yinzhou didn't talk too much with Mi Zhao, and quickly walked to the commotion place with the curtain lifted.

As soon as he lowered his eyes, he saw three or four soldiers surrounded by the red-faced young man at a loss. The young soldier fell unconscious on the ground, only his nostrils fluttered and he gasped for breath.

He immediately knelt down and grabbed the soldier's wrist.

The pulse is as loud as a bell.

The skin under the fingers is hot and hot, but there is no trace of sweat on the hands. The whole figure is like a burning copper vessel, showing an abnormal dryness.

This is not such a rare disease, even ordinary people who have not read the book can easily judge it.

It's heatstroke.

And the sweat glands of the body in front of him are paralyzed, the body temperature only increases but does not drop, and the whole person has a high fever that cannot be relieved. It is the most serious form of heat stroke——

Heat stroke.

If you can't give emergency rescue, you won't survive tonight.

The soldier in the same tent was already weeping, looking up at the silent gentleman pleadingly, summoned up great courage for a moment, and said cautiously: "Mr. has a wonderful hand, and there must be a way to save him. As long as Mr. can save him, I am willing to take it." My life will pay you back, Mister."

Mo Zhao's figure was enshrined deeply behind his back, and the tip of the gun rested against his back silently.

The boy's voice was low, but extremely determined: "If you ignore them, I will not hesitate to offend Your Majesty."

Li Yinzhou put down Xiao Bing's wrist, his eyes swept across the almost humble expression.

Years of wind and sand have made these rough soldiers look the same, making it difficult to distinguish whether they are Wei people, Shu people or Wu people. What forces them to go to the battlefield is not the ideal and revenge of Wei An, but a meal, a piece of food. I can't escape my life.

Rise and fall are bitter, and the pawns on the throne are innocent.

Li Yinzhou withdrew his gaze, and quickly said: "Transfer him to a hidden place, take the river water to wipe his body to cool down, little general Mo..."

Turning Shen Su's eyes, Mi Zhao subconsciously raised his ears, and listened to his order: "Bring me the needle stone."

Everyone responded immediately.

As the shade of the tree fell, the unconscious little soldier felt a pain in his chest, and returned to the cage in a daze of consciousness.He tried his best to open his eyelids, but he could only lift a crack.

In the faint ray of light, one could vaguely see a hand with well-articulated joints protruding from the sleeve, holding the silver needle between two fingers, and gently twisting it in front of his nose.

The sharp stimulation made the corners of his eyes wet.

This is probably a dream, he thought.

Even if Mr. Li is not from Wu, he should only serve His Majesty, why would he use a needle on himself?

"Don't sleep."

There was a voice above his head that seemed to be outside the world. In the extremely calm tone, there was a kind of deep power hidden, pulling his lax consciousness back to the surface.

"I will inject needles on your ten Xuan acupoints, it will be very painful, be patient."