After dinner, Chen Lin went to the wounded barracks. A soldier in the imperial city was named Xu Rengang. Cheng Gongshou and Xu Yongzhang were close friends of the whole family. Unfortunately, his leg was broken while charging into the enemy formation. Cheng Gongshou
The two of them, Shou, were extremely anxious.
Chen Lin also planned to go and have a look, and Ye An also wanted to go and see what battlefield medical treatment was like in this era.
But when the two of them arrived, their expressions became extremely ugly. Not to mention the poor conditions in the wounded barracks, there were very few doctors. They held a soldering iron in one hand and a small saw in the other hand. How could they be doctors?
, just like a butcher.
The screams and wails were the weakest, and the middle-aged doctor did not shy away from them. He spread his hands and said: "It's not convenient for me to hold my hands, so I won't cross my arms to be polite. Ye Hou can do it himself."
The doctor's status in the army is very high. After all, the generals in the army rely on him to treat their illnesses. Besides, the conditions in the army are difficult. Who is willing to follow the army and travel across mountains and rivers, risking their lives?
Even if you are an official, you haven't opened a medical clinic in your hometown to make money, right? If you really don't know how to mix it, why not go to a drug store to be a sitting doctor, prescribe medicines, and grab medicines? Isn't it much better than here?
There have been military camps in the army since ancient times. Lu Wang recorded in "Six Tao" that "three alchemists prepared hundreds of medicines to treat gold sores and cure all diseases." Although the gold wound medicine is used as snake oil, it is still more or less a treatment.
One of the methods, there is no need to be harsh on the people of that era.
But in the hands of this doctor named Zhou Wuyao, the best way to treat diseases and save people is to use two methods: burning and sawing. Large-area wounds that do not damage the bones can be directly burned with a soldering iron. In his words, the effect is quick.
, it’s easy to scab and you can get through it as long as it doesn’t fester. If it hurts a bone, I’m sorry, I’ll cut it off!
No wonder the soldiers of the Anhua Army called him "Butcher Zhou", he was really doing the business of a butcher!
Ye An frowned and said, "Why not use gold-creating medicine?"
"Gold-creating medicine? Hey, Mr. Marquis, you are going to give me gold-creating medicine! How valuable is that thing? Male rhinoceros, bile nanxing, blood drain, myrrh, nux vomica, dragon bone three coins, south red flower...
…Forget it, you don’t even know this, it’s so expensive!”
Although his attitude was bad, Butcher Zhou was really capable. Ye An frowned and said, "What you mentioned is indeed valuable, but why don't you use simpler medicinal materials, which are more or less effective? I heard before that a gold-creating medicine is used.
The medicinal material is quite simple, the name is: Chitosan external powder..."
"What shell candy?"
Cao Yi looked at Ye An incomprehensibly, and Butcher Zhou sneered: "Those so-called folk remedies Jinchuang cannot be used at all. If you are lucky, you may not be able to save your life, but if you are not lucky, you will lose your life! Besides, what kind of Jinchuang medicine should I use in this weather?
It may not work, and once the suppurating Daluo Jinxian comes, there is nothing you can do."
Ye An let out a long sigh: "In this environment, it would be strange if it didn't fester. It's dirty and messy, and diseases can breed!"
Butcher Zhou glanced at Ye An strangely: "I never thought that Ye Hou knew some medical knowledge, but no one cares about it. What's the use? Coming to this wounded barracks depends on luck! If the King of Hell wants to recruit someone, don't fight with him.
How can we save people in a fight? It’s a pity that some people don’t know and call me a waste!”
Hearing the strong resentment, Ye An knew that he was being ostracized in the army. Ye An smiled and said: "If you want to do something practical, then just say it. I have no objection. But you need to listen to my method first.
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Butcher Zhou put down the soldering iron in his hand and casually crossed his hands to Ye An and said, "I would like to hear from you, Lord Ye!"
"Come here, send all the wounded soldiers here to General Cao's tent! Send some more people to burn all the dirty things here for me. From now on, no one can enter the wounded soldiers camp!
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"What? Send it to my tent?!"
Cao Yi, who was watching the excitement, looked at Ye An in surprise. He always felt that this boy was taking revenge on him. Didn't he just take more gold items? As for such a dirty trick!
Chen Lin wanted to see if Ye An had any other ideas. This guy could always come up with good ideas.
Cheng Gongshou and Xu Yongzhang looked at Xu Rengang lying on a bed like a doghouse, and saw Butcher Zhou coming over with a small saw. With red eyes, they sent people to carry the wounded soldiers, and even personally carried Xu Rengang away.
They say that the Imperial City Division cannot afford to lose a guy who still has one leg but is still a bad guy!
Although a sterile environment cannot be achieved, it can still be kept clean. All the large tents in the wounded barracks were dismantled, and some lime was found in Pingyuan Village. They were used for the most primitive disinfection.
It would be better if you bring it.
Then boil all the contact objects in boiling water, dry them and then spread them on a clean bed.
At the same time, Ye An ordered that all soldiers in the army should defecate in designated places, and these feces should be disposed of in a unified manner to be used as manure, so as to leave something for the people who will return to Pingyuan Village in the future.
Ye An felt a little regretful. If he could come to train earlier, perhaps the management in the military camp would be much better. Military doctors still need to be trained!
Butcher Zhou definitely had real skills, but he was good at treating ordinary people. When there were many bruises and injuries in the army, his medical skills seemed inadequate.
Even in later generations, battlefield medical treatment was completely different from conventional treatment. The main point was that it was faster and more effective.
The wounded barracks with a worrisome sanitary environment could not meet the needs of field medical treatment at all. Ye An made some modifications within his power, but these were a bit surprising in the eyes of Cao Yi and Chen Lin, and in the eyes of Butcher Zhou.
From ancient times to the present, whether in Chinese or Western medicine, doctors have always liked the word "clean". It is a doctor's instinct to attach importance to the medical environment.
Of course, the Western world discovered this a long time later. Before the industrial revolution, all this was just a stranger to them. Headache and brain fever? Bloodletting! Vomiting and diarrhea? Bloodletting! Loss of appetite? Bloodletting!
The wounded soldiers camp had a new look. Ye An nodded with satisfaction. At this time, he moved the wounded soldiers back. Fortunately, it was not far away and there was a simple stretcher designed by Ye An, so it was not a problem.
Butcher Zhou was very interested in Ye An's simple stretcher. He even tried it out and nodded: "I never thought that Ye Hou's simple ingenuity could be so convenient. It can save a lot of space just by folding it and placing it."
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Where did this go? Ye An rolled his eyes, looking at the horrific wound on Xu Rengang's calf in front of him, Ye An frowned and said to Tieniu: "Bring my backpack over."
Chen Lin's eyes lit up: "Are you going to use the spell again?!"
"Spell?!"
Cao Yi had a look of shock on his face, while Butcher Zhou was immediately full of reluctance. Medicine and theology have always been opposites and contradictory existences. Doctors believe in experience, skills, and knowledge, and are most disgusted with such mysterious and mysterious things as techniques.
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It can be said that what doctors hate most is that patients "believe in God but not medicine."
Ye An was also angry. He frowned and said, "What kind of magic? This is the art of studying things! It's the medical skill! Medicine!"