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The lieutenant generals and partial generals were all surprised when they heard Yisha's declaration that she decided to stay in northern Xinjiang and defend the country with them.

"Miss Yisha, it's good that you have such a heart." Lieutenant No. [-] tried his best to speak tactfully, "But you have a noble status, you grew up in Wangcheng, and you have never suffered anything. I'm afraid you won't be able to stand the bitter cold in northern Xinjiang. The climate here is not used to the rough food here."

Yisha smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm my father's daughter. If my father can get used to it, so can I."

Lieutenant No. [-] was afraid of hurting the glassy heart of the delicate and beautiful girl in front of him, so he said cautiously: "Miss Yisha, General Brian is famous, and staying here as his daughter will certainly boost morale. It can also deter the enemy army that is about to move. But this is too dangerous, I am afraid that after the enemy army knows the news, they will send people to harm you."

Bianjiang No. [-] spoke bluntly: "When the battle is critical, we can't spare people to protect you, Miss Yisha."

Don't make us mess up the latter sentence, I was halfway through, and then I was kicked back by No. [-] viciously.

Yisha smiled and said: "It's okay, I don't need you to protect me, I can protect myself."

Carlo's godmother also glared at Pianjiang No. [-] in displeasure: "Isa is my goddaughter, and I treat her as my own daughter. Don't worry, I will protect her and not let her drag down your important ones." Manual!"

Pianjiang No. [-] hurriedly took two steps back, lowered his head and closed his mouth.This black-robed woman is terrifying to look at, and she cannot be provoked.

Lieutenants No. [-] and No. [-] are the highest-ranked people in the group. They struggled to organize their words, and tried their best to say things that would not be offensive, hoping to dispel Isa's idea.

Yisha listened patiently and was not angry. She understood their concerns very well.

They, like Carlo's godmother, found her physically weak and delicate.Not only is there no force value at all, it is even inferior to ordinary people.And she doesn't have any other special features, such as Carlo's godmother's magic and so on.

What can't you do, what can't you do, what kind of battlefield does such a little girl go to?Isn't it adding to the chaos?

Although they looked at General Brian's face, they didn't directly say that she was a burden if she stayed here, and she would just mess around and wait to die to cause trouble for them, but that was what they actually meant.

Yisha smiled, and said softly but firmly: "Several generals, don't believe me, I will prove my ability, and you won't regret keeping me."

The lieutenants and side generals: "..." Oh, they didn't believe it.

Yisha smiled, stopped talking about empty words, and decided to directly prove her value with practical actions.

She frowned and raised doubts when she recalled the introduction about the military doctor when she asked the lieutenants and generals about the barracks.

"Several generals, you just said that there are [-] troops stationed in northern Xinjiang, but there are only [-] military doctors in the entire barracks. In other words, the ratio of military doctors to sergeants is one to one thousand, and they have no assistants. Is it enough for war? Can it work?" Yisha asked, based on her experience in the previous worlds, it was far from enough.

Pianjiang No. [-] replied suspiciously: "It's enough, it works, no problem. We have always been like this, and there has never been a situation where we are too busy."

Yisha was surprised: "How is this possible?"

Pianjiang No. [-] chuckled and said: "Miss Yisha, we are sergeants who fight and kill the enemy. We are different from noble ladies like you who grew up in the royal city. Why do you feel uncomfortable? Doctors come to see you two or three times a day. Sometimes a doctor comes to see you. It’s not enough, we need to hire several. And we, with rough skin and thick flesh, can get over minor ailments and pains, so why do we need to trouble military doctors? Fifty military doctors are enough.”

But Jiang No. [-] kicked him hard again to make him speak less.But that's what Pianjiang No. [-]'s expression clearly meant, he agreed with Pianjiang No. [-]'s opinion.

Now Isa couldn't understand it anymore.In a peaceful and tranquil city, it may be possible for each doctor to correspond to a thousand people.

But in the military camp, especially when fighting, it is definitely not enough, how can it be enough?

Among them, there must be a big problem!Very serious problem!

"Several generals, I am very interested in how military doctors treat patients, please take me there to have a look." Yisha said.

The lieutenant general and partial generals hesitated for a while, but finally agreed without refusing.

Forget it, for the sake of General Brian, let's spend a little more time with this poor girl who had no father or mother before she was eighteen.

Unexpectedly, Yisha was shocked when she stepped into the big tent where the military doctor was!

how could this be?The conditions here are really too bad.

Lieutenant No. [-] didn't notice her shock at all, and said with a very good feeling about himself: "The military doctors in our northern Xinjiang garrison are very good to the wounded and sick sergeants. They all inherited General Brian's behest, Never give up on any compatriots who can survive!"

But Yisha didn't bother to talk to him, but rushed directly to Dr. Bell, who was busy, and stopped him from slashing down on the patient's arm with a dagger.

Dr. Bell yelled very unhappy: "Hey, what are you doing? Didn't you see that I was treating the wound?"

General No. [-] coughed hastily, and explained: "Doctor Bell, this is Miss Isa, the daughter of General Brian."

Hearing General Brian's name, Dr. Bell's tone softened a bit.

But I can still hear his unhappy mood: "So it's Miss Yisha, hello, nice to meet you. But can I chat with you later, please don't delay my treatment of patients, thank you." If it was someone else, he would have to throw the person out of the tent directly.

However, Yisha took the dagger from his hand, shook her head, and said, "Dr. Bell, you did not help him cure, but harmed him. His face was pale, he was short of breath, and the wound on his right arm was still there." Bleeding is clearly a symptom of excessive blood loss. If you don’t think of a way to help him stop the bleeding, how can he bleed him?”

Isn't this adding injury to injury and illness to illness?

Dr. Bell didn't expect his authority to be questioned. He was extremely upset, and his voice became much rougher, buzzing and echoing throughout the big tent: "He's in a coma, so what if he doesn't do bloodletting? Let the blood out to expel the toxins from his body." , he can wake up!"

Yisha retorted: "He was in a coma because of excessive blood loss. If you drain his blood again, he will only be in a coma longer and deeper!"

Dr. Bell sneered at Isa's words: "What do you, a noble lady who has been living in the royal city, know? We have always done this. We have rescued many people in this way, and we have a lot of experience. If you are afraid of seeing Blood, just stand aside and don't get in the way!"

This was said very bluntly.

That's right, if bloodletting therapy is used well, it can indeed play a certain role, allowing patients to speed up metabolism, clear mind, relieve vomiting and diarrhea, and so on.

But this kind of bloodletting no matter what happens, if it doesn't work, it's because the bloodletting is not enough, and the method of continuing to do it is simply a knife in the hands of the devil!

In the history of the Western Middle Ages, how many people were killed by such blind bloodletting therapy!

"Mr. Bell, stand aside." Isa said calmly, "I'll heal his injury!"

Dr. Bell wanted to say something, but the gloomy godmother Carlo lifted her collar and threw it aside.

It was only then that he noticed that there was such a scary woman in a big black robe like her in the tent, so he obediently stood still.

Looking at Yisha again, I saw that she skillfully took out a small delicate medicine bottle from her bosom, untied the blood-soaked cloth on the patient's right arm, wiped the skin with warm water that was boiled and cooled, and gently Lightly and evenly poured the powder on the wound, then took a clean cloth and carefully bandaged him.

One minute passed, and the people present were surprised to find that the blood on the patient's right arm had stopped, and no new blood oozes out.

Another 5 minutes later, the comatose patient woke up, his face looked better, and he thanked Yisha weakly: "Thank you, I feel much better now."

The lieutenants and partial generals all praised: "Miss Yisha, you are amazing!"

However, Dr. Bell expressed dissatisfaction: "Miss Yisha, don't forget, this is not the royal city of our Messian Kingdom, this is the northern border, which is the border. The medicinal powder in your hand can only be used by the nobles of the royal city." Precious things, how can we ordinary soldiers use them? I'm afraid our military salary for a whole year is not enough to buy such a small bottle of powder like you!"

"Although your medicinal powder is effective, it's not practical. We can't afford it! It requires a lot of precious materials, and it takes a long time to develop it carefully with sophisticated tools. How can we have such conditions in the northern Xinjiang military camp?" ?”

The lieutenant general and the partial generals felt that what Dr. Bell said was reasonable, but they still lowered their voices to persuade him: "Say less, Miss Yisha is also for the benefit of the patient."

Then he said to Isa: "You have done a good job. But Dr. Bell is right, we are a military camp here, and we really can't afford such expensive things. Miss Isa, we appreciate your kindness. But we probably Or we can only use bloodletting to rescue the sick and injured soldiers."

Yisha sighed deeply, and said helplessly: "There are herbs instead of powders. Although the effect may be less effective, they can save lives. These herbs are not rare things. For example, I was 300 meters northwest of the tent just now. near the bushes where I saw perilla."

"Godmother, please help me pick them. There are five injured patients here, just for them."

Godmother Carlo looked at her thoughtfully and agreed.She moved very quickly, but after a quarter of an hour, she brought back a large handful of perilla.

Yisha asked people to wash the perilla, smash it, and then apply it on the patient's wound, and it really stopped the bleeding very quickly.

The people present watched all this dumbfounded and were greatly shocked.

"It's really useful!" Dr. Bell exclaimed first, "Miss Yisha, I was wrong, you are a goddess, a goddess sent by the heavens to heal the sick and save all sentient beings!"

Uh, Goddess.

Isa twitched her lips.Haven't heard this name for a long time.