Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

Tears were still rolling in the corners of the boy's eyes, and his dilated pupils trembled in the sharp pain.

The blazing sun shines through the dense bushes, and rolls on the neat rows of golden needles, breaking out a little dazzling light.Li Yinzhou drew back the awakening needle that was twisted in the middle of the person, stretched out his hand to the side, and said softly: "The three-edged needle."

The soldiers beside him didn't dare to speak out, holding the needle cloth like a statue, afraid that their movements would disturb Li Yinzhou's needle application.It wasn't until the calm sound sounded that he buried his head in a panic, and picked out a delicate three-edged needle from the nine golden needles arranged with trembling fingers.

Li Yinzhou took the golden needle without squinting, turned over the boy's palm, aimed at the tip of his left middle finger, pressed his wrist, and pushed the sharp needle point in neatly.

Fingers connected to heart, what a pain!

As the golden needle pierced the skin, the lying soldier twitched his entire wrist, and let out a muffled groan.

At the same time, viscous blood dripped down the needle, splashing several shocking red marks on the worn-out armor.

"First, sir..." The soldier holding the needle didn't expect that the so-called saving lives would be such a torture, and he stood there almost in a daze, his voice trembling slightly, "Are you ready?"

Li Yinzhou wiped his blood-stained fingers with a cloth, raised his eyelids, stretched out his hand again, and said in a calm voice, "Come again."

This time it is the middle finger of the right hand.

A few drops of bright red blood rolled down his fingertips, and the soldier named Shiwu was so painful that he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Li Yinzhou held him tightly with one hand.

The palms that were subconsciously curled up were stretched out forcefully.

From the thumb to the little finger, every finger could not escape the acupuncture. They were given golden needles one by one until all ten fingers were bleeding. Li Yinzhou's hand that was pressing on the needle slowly withdrew his strength.

A circle of soldiers stared dumbfounded.

Fighting on the battlefield and half their lives in the army, what kind of suffering and pain have these soldiers never experienced?But seeing the needle piercing into his ten fingers, the man who was licking blood from the knife bit his cheeks empathetically at this moment, and subconsciously took a step back.

Just looking at it hurts enough.

Who knew that Mr. Li seemed weak, and he didn't show any soft-heartedness in his actions!

It is rumored that the torture of the ancient method is like this!

Li Yinzhou's palms were blood-stained, but his eyes were focused. He took a clean cloth to press the wound, lifted the boy's eyelids with blood-stained hands, and called out the soldier's name in a low voice: "Fifteen."

Fifteen's pupils trembled in a daze, and his consciousness finally broke through the dark cage at this moment, and the ray of light instantly brightened.

He opened his eyes in a state of exhaustion, his eyes flickering as if in a dream, and he could only raise his voice instinctively: "In..."

His dry throat was on fire, and the little soldier coughed weakly after choking on a single word.

A circle of onlookers just woke up like a dream, gathered around again, and called out in surprise and joy.

"Fifteen, fifteen!"

"Open your eyes, don't sleep!"

"Hey, don't touch him yet, let Mr. Li take a look."

……

Wu Yangyang quarreled into a ball.

Mozhao took out a clean brocade handkerchief and threw it on Li Yinzhou's cheek, "Thank you very much."

Li Yinzhou raised his hand to take it, lowered his eyes to wipe off the warm blood stains between his fingers one by one, and then took out a pill that had been pressed for a long time from his sleeve.

Mi Zhao pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled with a rare sincerity: "What is this?"

Li Yinzhou brushed aside the crying soldiers, pushed the pill into Shiwu's lips, and said, "It's Angong Niuhuang Pill, it's for reducing summer heat."

Although the bloodletting at Shixuan acupoints just now is a unique technique in Chinese medicine, it still needs to cool down for a long time after first aid. The Angong Niuhuang Pill, which has been hidden for a long time, is known as the three treasures of febrile diseases, and it is especially effective against summer heat.

Bezoar is a precious medicinal material.

Before leaving, the little bit he walked along from the Shuhan Palace was used on this unknown soldier.

Li Yinzhou lowered his eyes to stare at Fifteen's red and dry face, he didn't intend to make a fuss about the preciousness of this medicine, he just asked, "Are you awake now?"

While speaking, he half knelt down and fed him a few sips of clean cold water.

Fifteen nodded and took a sip, and the sprayed water dripped down the mouth of the bowl onto the fingers that Li Yinzhou had just wiped clean, but he didn't feel dirty at all, turned his head and said: "He still needs to cultivate, you can adjust it a little bit lighter for him." Drink salt water, place your head under the shade, rest for a while, and you will return."

Mozhao looked at him with his chin resting on his shoulders, his eyes fixed on his calm expression, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Until the group of soldiers were grateful and carried them back to the camp.

The two walked back to the riverside camp one by one.

When he arrived at the tent, Mozhao grabbed his gun, but he didn't intend to leave immediately.

"They are Shu people, and they are your enemies." The warm sunlight streamed down on the young man's face, and some puzzled emotions flashed in the sharp eyes, he hesitated to speak.

If it was said that Zhuge Qiao's previous treatment was deliberately provoking, then these insignificant soldiers had nothing to do with him, a Wu native.

There's no benefit in thinking about it.

Li Yinzhou stood at the entrance of the tent.

Liu Bei took precautions against him and deliberately placed him in the center of the left camp, besieging him heavily.Wave after wave of scorching heat came, and the hot and dry air distorted and trembled the continuous military tents.

He had scrubbed his sleeves by his side, and he just turned his eyes casually: "So?"

Mi Zhao was at a loss for words for a while.

I don't know if he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

"What is the reason for the general to kill the enemy? Is it for fame and fortune, for the desire to slaughter, or to defend the country? Killing is not necessarily cruel, and similarly, saving people does not mean benevolence."

The hunting wind swept over the sand and gravel on the ground, and a corner of Li Yinzhou's robe was also rolled up by the heat, and a dark bloodstain that could not be washed off appeared on his knee.He pulled out his sleeve, raised his hand and let go of his five fingers, and threw back the brocade handkerchief that Mi Zhao had given just now.

Mi Zhao subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it.

A slightly bloody breath hit the tip of his nose.

Just now the scene of Li Yinzhou giving needles to save people flashed in his mind, the young general was silent, but he was very certain in his heart for no reason: this man is definitely not a good-hearted person on the surface, there must be some tricks in his heart.

……

In the second volt, the heat is getting worse day by day. The exposed riverside is like a drying field in the sun, and the entire barracks is roasted and smoked.

One fifteen was rescued, but more soldiers fell down in the scorching heat.

Li Yinzhou was so busy that his feet barely touched the ground, but what he did was still just a drop in the bucket.

Bloodletting therapy at ten Xuan points requires precise techniques and profound experience. The Shu doctors who accompanied the army could at most learn from him, but it was difficult to master this strange technique in a short time, so they could only follow Li Yinzhou's buttocks.

As for Angong Niuhuang Pills, it is a precious medicinal material that can only be used in the palace, it is really difficult to supply the entire camp.

The summer heat quickly spread across the entire army like a plague without disease, but the morale of the Shu army almost dropped to freezing point in the scorching weather.

"Bastard!"

All the pens, inks and drawings on Liu Bei's case were swept to the ground. The empty case trembled slightly as if it could not bear the emperor's anger. inquire.

Liu Bei lowered his face impatiently, looked impatiently at a group of silent courtiers, and asked coldly for a moment: "Is it possible that the sun only shines on our side this day? They don't have heatstroke or sickness?"

Under the fury, someone finally answered tremblingly in a low voice:

"This... Yiling City is in the shade of the mountain, and there are houses in the middle, so it is quite cool. I heard that their soldiers drink a kind of blood-cooling soup, so few people suffer from heatstroke. Only, this prescription is not the same. It’s a bit tricky for rumors.”

Cooling blood soup.

To supply tens of thousands of soldiers, I think it has been prepared long ago.

Could it be that Lu Boyan seemed unable to flinch, but he was actually prepared for the stalemate until Xia Tian?

The hot blood vessels on Liu Bei's forehead twitched faintly. He suppressed the rising and falling anger in his heart, and looked straight down indifferently: "Do you know who made Fang Zi?"

Hua Tuo is no longer, Zhang Zhongjing is dead, and only Li Yinzhou, who inherits his mantle, is in his hands. He would like to know who has such extraordinary abilities!

The courtier never thought that this most inconspicuous piece of military information would become the most important one, and he was sweating profusely for a while, but he dared not keep his mouth shut.

I could only bite the bullet and said: "I heard that it is a gentleman named Sun, named... Sun Ren."