In July, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.
When the arch moved to the head of the city, the guards guarding the city listlessly held up the flag and followed the leader Qi ā Ng, huddled in the shadow of the battlements, hiding from the sun.
Su Lu narrowed on the recliner in the city tower for a while. As the sun rose into the middle of the sky, the dryness and heat in the air became heavier and heavier, and people were sticky.
When the first mock exam was done, the wind and sand came from the wind.
He got up impatiently. Su Lu ordered the mud next to him to fetch a basin of cold water for himself, and then asked CHEN Si, who guarded the city at the crenel.
"Si'er, how many times have tu Le Bing come these days?"
CHEN Si pinched his fingers and calculated for a while. His voice was a little hoarse and said:
"Twelve times, the most one, hundreds of riders peeped, but they didn't dare to approach. When they got there, the old Gua head stopped."
CHEN Si pointed to a hillside outside the city and said.
What the hell is this Thule doing?
Su Lu thought irritably. Since he broke the arch and moved the pass, the right army was equally powerful. After breaking the beacon tower of Wangxiang, he burst into the grassland, the next Tianlan City, and the lone army hung in the grassland.
A few days ago, Li Xiaoqin also sent a letter about the dilemma he faced after being transferred to the right army. Now the right army is in danger. He asked Su Lu for advice on how to P ò Ji ě。
The mud brought water. Su Lu picked up a ladle and drank it. Then he ordered and said:
"Go and let the brothers on duty have a drink. Today, I ordered the kitchen team to boil a few barrels of mung bean soup and make a bowl for everyone."
Chen Sihan, Daniel, happily scooped cold water to drink.
Su Ping came up from the city and said excitedly, "brother, Xiao Yun is coming, and her royal highness is coming."
Changning should be back.
Su Lu thought of distilled wine, followed Su Lu down the city wall, and saw several cars lined up in the yard of the handsome mansion, with big urns on them.
Song Xiaocao, the medical officer, was also there, and there was a milk doll standing next to him, which made Su Lu feel a little familiar.
Changning couldn't wait to ask Su Lu, "how can this thing be used to stop the wound from festering?"
The purple robed Li Qing's eyebrows picked up, his face cooled down and looked at Changning.
He Wu stood up and pointed to Changning and scolded: "Changning, how can you talk to the son-in-law? What's the identity of the Marquis? You don't want to live!"
Changning was stunned for a moment and suddenly woke up. His tone just now was really zanyue. His attitude towards the princess seems to be a little aggressive these days.
But the princess didn't say anything? Why are you unhappy today.
It seems that the princess really likes Hou Ye.
Thinking of this, Changning slightly bent down and saluted Su Lu in a respectful tone: "Lord Hou, my subordinates know their mistakes and ask Lord hou to make atonement."
Su Lu waved his hand: "just pay attention to it in the future, doctor song. This is a high concentration wine, which can be used as a disinfectant to avoid the suppuration in the later stage of the wound."
Song Xiaocao has heard from Changning for a long time, but he doesn't believe it. Using this kind of thing can stop suppuration. Lord Hou is a good hand in war. I'm afraid it can't cure wounds.
Su Lu opened a wine jar and leaned down to smell it.
Yes, it tastes like high concentration alcohol, but it tastes mellow, which is many times stronger than the expensive wine I have drunk before. It is worthy of pure grain brewing.
"The rear camp is not a suppurative guard. Go and bring some seriously injured to clean up the wound and disinfect it with this wine."
Several guards answered.
Su Yun stood on the side of the car, his cheeks full of depression, and said to Su Lu, "brother, our wine doesn't sell well. No one buys it at all."
"Not a jar has been sold since it was brewed."
Su Lu looked at Su Yun in amazement: "have you started selling wine?"
Li Qing sighed and said, "our wine seems to be short of something. The drunkard often refuses to drink it."
The concentration of Su Lu's heart is too high. Of course, no one wants to drink. If you really want to sell, just reduce the concentration a little. Now it's normal for sales to be bad. After all, there are really few drunks who like to drink fire into their stomach.
At this time, several guards with suppurative wounds were carried over.
Su Lu interrupted them and said, "let's talk about selling wine later. What we want now is help. As long as we can help, even if they are sold to the army, I don't think the princess of prison will have an opinion."
Li Qing took a surprised look at the liquor in the big urn. If it could really save people, it would make him happy.
Several wounded sergeants were placed in the corridor. Song Xiaocao looked at the wound and frowned more tightly.
"I've done debridement four times. If they do it again, I'm afraid they won't make it."
Su Lu nodded and cleaned up in this way. Sooner or later, he would be infected with bad bacteria and it would be impossible not to die.
"Detoxify the knife and cotton with wine, and then clear the wound."
Su Lu ordered.
Song Xiaocao sighed. The weather became hot these days, and more and more wounded soldiers with purulent wounds. After more than a dozen deaths, song Xiaocao formed experience under the guidance of Su Lu, cleaned it up in advance, and dealt with it as soon as possible, so as not to spread the death.
Cleaning the knife and cotton with wine makes song Xiaocao feel a little unreliable. Lord Hou's methods are really many, but he is not stable. How can he wet the knife? This will make the wound feel tingling.
"I haven't cleaned it like this, Lord."
Song Xiaocao wants to put it down.
The baby came over and said, "let Xiaomi have a try, Hou ye?"
Su Lu took a surprised look at Xiaomi. Such a big little doll helped him work. It's incredible.
In troubled times, human life is like grass.
"OK, Xiaomi, you try."
Su Lu said indifferently, cured, that is, the soldier's life is big. If he can't be cured, it's his life.
And song Xiaocao, you can be proud of your talents, but you still think of your pride. Really, I can't deal with you. After being treated well for a few days, I began to put on airs in front of the left Route Army governor.
Song Xiaocao blushed and muttered, "don't come to me again to cure the dead."
Su Lu called Li Kun: "why, there are dead people in our camp. Do you still need to find her song Xiaocao?"
Li Kun also doesn't like song Xiaocao. He has some ideas about Xiaomi's mother. He wants to get Xiaomi's mother to song Xiaocao as a medical officer. It's really not good to be an assistant.
I didn't think song Xiaocao didn't give face at all. Whoever sent it didn't need it. Whether it was appropriate or not, if he dared to send someone, it was a stinking training in front of his face.
"This is saving lives and helping the wounded. Can anyone do it?"
"Don't beg me if you're hurt next time. I won't serve you."
"What do you dare to show off here? Only half of the wounded camp died, and the other half were saved by me. The wounded camp must listen to me."
Thinking about his training, Li Kun glanced at Song Xiaocao unhappily.
"What she asked for was that if she didn't give her this right, she wouldn't give the wounded soldiers medical treatment. Governor Zhang Lu had no choice but to give her this right. The dead must have her approval before they can leave the camp, otherwise they can only rot in the camp. Her skill is disgusting and kills many brothers."
Xiaomi had already started to clean up the wound. The silver knife skillfully scratched through the wound. The blood clots and rotten meat with changed taste were picked out. A moment later, the wound was cleaned up.
"Wash the wound with alcohol."
Su Lu ordered and instructed Xiaomi to wash the wound with alcohol.
The guard of the debridement showed his teeth in pain, but looked at several beauties around. He was stunned to bite his teeth and pretend to be a hero. He didn't shout any pain.
Xiaomi moved quickly. After cleaning up all the wounds, Su Lu ordered.
"In the future, the wounded camp will be dominated by Changning. Xiaomi, you follow the QingChuang next to Changning. As for song Xiaocao, where to send it, my left army can't use her."
Song Xiaocao had a stem around his neck: "Lord Hou, you will regret it. If you leave me, the wounded and sick will still die half."
Zheng Kai smiled: "it's like you don't die when you're here. Mother, really think you're a talent. Drag it away and drive it out of Gongqian pass. I didn't hear the Lord's order."
Several guards rushed over and dragged song Xiaocao out.
Li Qing glanced at Song Xiaocao who had been dragged away, frowned slightly and said:
"At the Chinese army camp, you have to transport food and grass. Well, the rewards you reported have been approved, all according to your requirements."