Zhou Jin led the girl into the pergola, and without Jin Feng's reminder, everyone stood behind a wooden platform.
"Have you ever sewn clothes at home?" Jin Feng asked.
"Sewn!"
The girls answered one after another.
These days, everyone's clothes have to be worn for many years, and sewing and repairing is a must-have skill for almost all women.
"Well, our first lesson is to suture the wound."
Jin Feng took out a bent suture needle and several balls of processed thread: "Zhou Jin, share it with everyone."
Zhou Jin stepped forward and gave each person a suture needle and a ball of thin thread.
This was the first time for the girls to see a curved needle, and they were all curious to watch it again and again.
"The most common injuries on the battlefield are sword wounds. If these wounds are not treated in time, they will not only continue to bleed, but may also become inflamed and pus, causing the death of soldiers."
Jin Feng said: "The bandits in front of you have all been hacked to death with swords. What you have to do now is to stitch up the wounds on their bodies."
Zhang Liang, who was outside the pergola, nodded slightly when he heard the words.
Qing Mulan also looked thoughtful.
After last night's test, the girls' nerves were much stronger than before. Although a few people frowned slightly, no one made a sound. It was obvious that they had accepted the content of this assessment from their hearts.
As for Zhou Jin, he is already rubbing his hands and eager to try.
"Sewing a wound is different from sewing clothes. It doesn't have to be beautiful, but it must not be wrinkled, as this is not conducive to wound healing."
As he spoke, Jin Feng picked up a curved needle and began to demonstrate: "The reason why this needle is curved is to facilitate our suturing of wounds..."
Suturing wounds is both difficult and simple. With enough corpses of bandits to practice on, the girls quickly mastered the basics of suturing wounds.
Of course, an afternoon of training cannot be compared with those surgical students who have studied for many years, but for Jin Feng, he is already very satisfied.
The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step.
Jin Feng didn't expect the girls to become qualified military doctors in a day or two. As long as they no longer resist corpses and bloody wounds, that would be the biggest gain today.
When the female soldiers returned from training in the evening, the wounds on all the bandit corpses were stitched up by the girls.
"Brother Tiezi, we've used up the corpses. You can work harder and take them out and bury them."
Jin Feng said with some regret.
In fact, he really wanted to preserve these corpses for the girls to study later.
Unfortunately, the corpse already had a peculiar smell at this time, and it couldn't be removed at all.
With Jin Feng's medical knowledge and current conditions, he had no idea how to preserve it and could only bury it.
"Sir, what will we assess tomorrow?"
Zhou Jin asked with some unfinished thoughts.
These two days of assessment are torture for other girls, but for her, it is a kind of enjoyment.
She had wanted to learn how to make corpses since she was a child, but unfortunately her father said that the craft was passed down from generation to generation in the family and was passed down from male to female. The best he could do was to let her squat next to her brother to watch and listen, and would never allow her to touch the corpse.
Now she finally had the opportunity to do it herself, and she was eager to take assessments every day.
"My assessment is based on these two items." Jin Feng said with a smile: "Congratulations to everyone, you all passed. From tomorrow on, you can just come here to take classes every afternoon."
Hearing Jin Feng say this, the other girls except Zhou Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sir, let's come over for class in the afternoon. What are we doing in the morning?"
a girl asked.
"Of course I will train with everyone in the morning."
"Sir, didn't you say that since we became military doctors, we no longer need to fight bandits? Why do we still need to train?" Zhou Jin asked.
"That's the theory, but if you want to move with the army, you won't be able to keep up with the physical strength."
Jin Feng said: "For example, if you are marching in a hurry and you can't run, what should you do? Do you want others to carry you? Also, you have to carry the wounded often, even if you don't have the strength.
Even if the battle reaches the end and your comrades lose, and the enemy attacks the rear and wants to kill you, will you just surrender?
Therefore, military doctors are also members of the military, and training is necessary."
"That's right!"
The girls nodded in unison.
On the way back, Jin Feng met Liu Tie again who was returning from burying the body.
"Brother Tiezi, if you go to the county government again in the next few days, help me buy a few jars of wine back."
In modern medical treatment, alcohol is an indispensable thing. Unfortunately, Jin Feng does not know how to use industrial production methods to produce alcohol in batches. He can only use the simplest and stupid method of extracting alcohol from liquor by distillation.
This method requires a large amount of liquor.
Making wine requires a large amount of grain. There is not enough grain for everyone to eat these days. Almost no one in the farm family is willing to use grain to make wine. Only the county government has places to sell wine.
"Brother Feng, I remember you don't drink. Why, are you greedy?"
Liu Tie asked with a smile.
"That's right."
Jin Feng couldn't explain the alcohol issue to him, so he could only accept it.
"Then which one do you want to drink from? I heard that Bai's Qilixiang and Liu's Zuidongfeng are both good." Liu Tie asked.
"You don't have to buy such a good product, but it must be strong. The stronger the better, and the cheaper the better."
Qilixiang and Zuidongfeng are not cheap when you hear them. Isn’t it a waste to use them to make alcohol?
"Haha, yes, strong alcohol is what us men should drink."
Liu Tie smiled and asked: "Brother Feng, how much do you want?"
"It's a ten-pound jar. Buy me ten jars first."
Jin Feng replied casually.
"How...how much?"
Liu Tie suspected that he heard wrongly.
"Ten altars!" Jin Feng repeated again.
"No, Brother Feng, you don't need to buy so much if you want to drink. This thing is not cheap."
"You don't have to worry about this, just buy it for me and I'll reimburse you how much it costs."
"Fine."
Jin Feng had already talked about this, Liu Tie could only nod.
When Jin Feng went back that night, he told Runniang to steam some more steamed buns, then put all the uneaten steamed buns in the cabinet, and told Xiao'e not to eat them secretly.
From that day on, Jin Feng would come to the back mountain every afternoon to give lessons to the girls.
In fact, Jin Feng's medical knowledge is not even half a bottle of water. At most, he can teach the girls some simple surgical and medical knowledge.
Although this knowledge is simple, it is what the wounded on the battlefield need most.
At least Jin Feng made the girls understand why wounds become inflamed, why they develop fever after inflammation, and how to sterilize medical equipment.
With this knowledge, the survival rate of injured warriors can be greatly improved.
In order to cooperate with the girls in practicing, Jin Feng also asked the veterans to hunt a lot of hares and wild boars in the old forest, and let the girls practice disinfecting, suturing, and dressing wounds.
They are all people who have endured hardships. The girls quickly adapted to this kind of life. They studied very seriously and made great progress.
Especially Zhou Jin's wound suturing skills completely surpassed that of the teacher Jin Feng.