C79

Tang Yue came back from the moon. When he came back, he checked the medicinal materials and medical equipment they had brought, and then asked people to carry the hunting tiger to Prince Zhao.

Wang zizhao is still enjoying a single room. When Tang Yue goes in, he is talking to Hu Jinpeng. He has a bamboo tube in his hand. The style looks familiar.

"Eh This is not... " The syringe he wanted to make?

Tang Yue took the bamboo tube in his hand and looked over and over for several times. His expression was surprised and surprised. However, Hu Jinpeng was present, he asked, "Your Highness, is this what you made?"

Only the two of them have seen the drawings he drew. I believe Prince Zhao will not leak it out.

And if it's Hu Jinpeng, he won't worry. He can trust his character.

Wang zizhao nodded, pointed to the end of the syringe and said, "the king of the piston you said doesn't quite understand, and I don't know if it's right."

Tang Yue to do syringes is a simple version, a syringe, a needle, a piston, in addition to needles are made of bamboo, very simple.

The needle was made by the craftsman in advance. There is no way to throw the needle once it is used up. It has to be recycled. As long as it is disinfected well, it should not be a problem.

He didn't expect that Wang zizhao should have made the syringe in such a short time, and there was something like it.

He ran to pour a bowl of water, then in front of Prince Zhao and Hu Jinpeng's face, he sucked a bamboo tube of water with a syringe, and then slowly ejected the water.

Tang Yue tried it again and again three times and said, "the piston is too loose. The air pressure inside is not enough."

Naturally, the onlookers did not know what pressure was, but the first half of the sentence could be understood. Prince zhaonen's face turned slightly red and said as if nothing had happened: "my first time to do it, it is inevitable that I will make mistakes."

Tang Yue laughed and said: "it's true. Your highness is very smart. Once you see the drawing, you can make a syringe already very powerful."

This is definitely not a praise against one's heart. Modern people have seen syringes and know its principle, so it's not difficult to make them. But it's really hard for people who haven't seen syringes to do so only by looking at the drawings once.

Tang Yue never doubted Wang zizhao's IQ. If he wore modern clothes, he would be a typical representative of Xueba.

Hu Jinpeng looked at the bamboo tube curiously, "what's the use of this bamboo tube?"

Tang Yue deliberately put the needle close to him and said: "as long as you insert this needle into your body, you can draw out the blood in your body, and then Hey, hey... "

Hu Jinpeng stepped back and looked at the thin needle with a stiff expression. He even fainted with a click!

“……” Tang Yue looked at Wang zizhao innocently, "I Nothing. "

Wang zizhao frowned and got up to see Hu Jinpeng. He found that he was really dizzy, so he focused his eyes on the syringe in Tang Yue's hand.

Tang Yue patted his forehead and exclaimed, "he is dizzy!"

Hu Jinpeng, Hu's deputy general even fainted! How could Tang Yue have never thought that such a big man, who was brave and brave, would have fainted!

Tang Yue put down the syringe and explained, "some people will faint when they see this kind of needle, just as some people will faint at the sight of blood."

"Why?"

"This..." Tang Yue is also difficult to explain, there are many reasons for needle syncope, some are psychological, some are physical, "maybe he is just nervous?" Tang Yue is not sure.

Among the people who seized Hu Jinpeng, he soon woke up and looked at Tang Yue blankly.

Tang Yue had to explain to him once again that some people are really sensitive to needles, but it is more difficult to understand needle syncope for people like him who are healthy and not timid.

This matter has been exposed for the time being. Hu Jinpeng was embarrassed because of this and ran away for a reason.

Tang Yue dark rubbed to think, this matter he can probably remember for a lifetime, this is not a small handle, finally avenged the previous revenge!

Wang zizhao took the syringe and tried it once. When his finger pressed the piston to shoot the water out of the bamboo tube, he thought it was very interesting.

But the thought that this thing is used on people, he is also a little creepy.

"Is it really possible to extract human blood?" Wang zizhao aimed the needle at his arm and felt the urge to try it.

Tang more busy press his hand, want to say: brother, you don't have to spell like this? You can't even find a blood vessel, even vein artery can't distinguish the person, also dare to stick to the body.

I really admire him.

Tang Yue pointed to the dead tiger on the ground and said, "if you want to do it yourself, try it on the big cat, but don't move on yourself."

Wang zizhao then noticed the tiger's corpse, "what happened on the way?"

"No, my dear fellow, it's too insightful to see that 40 or 50 of us dare to rush up."

"Most of the big cats in this mountain haven't seen people before. In their eyes, you are just a group of food." Wang zizhao stabbed the tiger with a syringe, then pulled it out again, but there was not a drop of blood.Tang Yue pressed the tiger's body in the past. It was not stiff. The blood should not be coagulated. The needle probably didn't poke into the blood vessel.

"Come on, I'll teach you." Tang Yue shaved a part of the hair from the tiger's neck with a knife, stabbed the needle tube into it, and slowly pulled the piston, "the speed of blood drawing should be slow, so that there will not be too much pain."

He pulled out the needle and shook the syringe. There was not much blood in it. It seemed that the body had begun to harden.

Wang zizhao personally tried, and was not satisfied with the result. "Why is it so troublesome to take blood? It's not faster to take a bowl and go straight down with a knife."

“……” Tang Yue blinked his eyes. How rude!

"This If the object is a person or a living creature, wouldn't it be a serious injury if the knife went down? "

He wanted to take blood to save people, not kill people.

Wang zizhao nodded. He didn't know if he really accepted the answer, but he didn't use syringes as toys.

"Since you have hunted the tiger, why do you take it and bring it to the king's tent?"

"You are said to be filial to you." Tang Yue actually contributed it because he couldn't bear to deal with it.

HuGu Paojiu has a good effect on strengthening muscles and bones, strengthening the waist and kidney, and dispelling wind and cold in traditional Chinese medicine. Although there is no strong evidence to support it, it can be spread for thousands of years, and there must be some truth.

"Just leave me the tiger bones." Anyway, he would not eat meat. He couldn't pass the mental barrier.

Wang zizhao didn't give up. He decided to let people use the tiger skin to make a shoulder for Tang Yue. In the future, the weather became worse. Tang Yue was weak, and he was the only military doctor. He should take special care of him.

Tang Yue didn't know that he was going to enjoy special treatment again. He took the syringe and went back to bed happily. He had a good night's dream. When he got up the next morning, he found a wet mark on his trousers.

He grabs his hair and throws the remaining dream image out of his memory. He is probably opposite Prince Zhao recently. He is also a beautiful man, so he always walks into his spring dream inadvertently.

Anyway, it's not something he can control. When Tang Yue doesn't have a boyfriend, the object of spring dream may be a sports star or a little beautiful man he meets by chance, which doesn't mean anything.

After he washed and changed his clothes and went out, he saw Prince Zhao, who was dressed in single clothes, practicing sword under the sun. Some hidden images came out again, making him hot and dry.

Tang Yue busy to do a few deep breaths, let the cold air pressure down the heart of the fire, and wait for the body to completely return to normal before a face indifferent to walk past.

"Good morning." Tang Yue stood not far from Prince Zhao and said hello.

The sound of soldiers' morning exercises in the mountain forest dispelled Tang Yue's sleepiness and injected vitality into the new day.

In the whole team, only Tang Yue and Prince Zhao have the right to sleep in. The latter always gets up early, so Tang Yue tries not to stay in bed, even if the quilt in this weather is too attractive.

Prince Zhao nods to him without interrupting his moves. He holds the Epee in both hands and repeats the action of chopping and stabbing. Seeing that there is no fancy and high-end in martial arts movies, Tang Yue knows that such a simple move can also kill people.

The swords of this era are not the thin swords that he is familiar with. They are narrow and silvery, and the blade can also reflect human figures. The swords of this era are all Epee swords, which are cast in Xuan bottles. Their bodies are wide and thick, and they need to be held by both hands to make the movements smooth.

Tang Yue once tried to wave the sword once, but before two moves, he felt his arm ache. Let alone killing people, I'm afraid it would be difficult even to kill chickens.

It is no wonder that swordsmen with excellent swordsmanship are especially popular among nobles. They prefer to spend a lot of money to support them as guards and give them great freedom.

Looking at Prince Zhao's not strong body, Tang Yue can imagine how much time and energy he spent on practicing sword. As he said to Zhao Sanlang, any skill is not possessed out of thin air. There is not enough will and effort to practice it well.