Songzhou, located on the eastern edge of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, with Gansong Ridge as the state boundary, is famous for its rich production of Gansong.
In the first year of Wude (618), Emperor Gaozu of the Tang Dynasty, Songzhou was established.
In the second year of Zhenguan, the Dudu Mansion was established, with Du'ao, Yi, Cuo, Kuo, Lin, Ya, Cong, Ke, Yuan, Feng, Yan, Nuo, E, Peng, Gui, Gai, Zhi, Si, Wei, Yu, Zhang , Youtai, Qiao, Xu, etc. 25 Jizhou.
Each Jisi Prefecture was managed by the leaders of each tribe. Therefore, the city of Songzhou City during the Tang Dynasty was not actually very large.
Even though the Songzhou Governor's Palace is located in the east of the city and the wounded barracks is in the west of the city, Han Wei and his party quickly arrived at the gate of the wounded barracks.
Looking inside, Han Wei couldn't help but stopped in surprise.
He also came to inspect the injury camp, but the appearance now was completely different from yesterday morning.
Han Wei is also a general who has experienced hundreds of battles and has seen many wounded soldiers' camps, but he has never seen such a clean wounded soldiers' camp as now.
If he hadn't clearly known that this was a wounded barracks, Han Wei would have thought he was in the wrong place!
The wounded barracks, which was originally full of filth, has been tidied up and neatly.
Looking around, there are no longer wounded soldiers lying haphazardly on the ground everywhere, but instead rows of independent cots.
Although the small bed looks very simple and the barracks is a bit crowded, it appears to be orderly.
At this time, the floor of the barracks had been paved with pure white lime, and there was no rotten smell at all, let alone the painful groans. Instead, bursts of chuckles could be heard in the ears.
Everyone was dumbfounded!
Wang Xu, who was following behind, looked shocked and murmured to himself: "Is this still the wounded barracks?"
Over the years, wars in the Tang Dynasty continued. Wang Xu also went on many expeditions with the army, and he saw dozens of wounded soldiers' camps.
But this was the first time he had seen such a clean and refreshing wounded barracks.
What's more important is that the wounded soldiers who should have been wailing all over the ground are now lying on the small wooden bed talking and laughing.
Although the wounded soldier's voice was a little weak, it didn't have the same dying dejection at all.
What about playing?
The old charlatan was also stunned, but he became more expectant...
Only Zeng Pu raised his head proudly and looked at Wang Xu and the others like "country bumpkins" with disdain.
Are you shocked?
Do you still dare to doubt our words?
When he was satisfied and hesitant, Zeng Pu didn't even think about how stupid he looked at that time.
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In the wounded barracks, Yang Fan washed his hands with the water brought by Wang Xiaojie, and then had time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Looking at the soldier who was pale but breathing slowly, Yang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This soldier was a guy who had been shot all the way through his lower abdomen. He didn't say a word when he was conscious. He was indeed a ruthless person.
Yang Fan casually picked up a bloody linen bandage and said: "These linen bandages must be boiled in boiling water for a quarter of an hour and dried before they can be used again."
With that said, he handed the bandage to the doctor on the side and continued to remind loudly:
"The barracks must be specially guarded by personnel from now on. Bedding and clothing in the barracks must be kept clean at all times. All utensils and objects that come into contact with wounds must be boiled in boiling water before use. Anyone who violates this will be severely punished. Other wounded soldiers' camps will also follow the rules."
"I will obey the general's order!" The doctors and officials in the barracks all responded loudly.
At this time, both the officials and the wounded looked at Yang Fan with eyes full of admiration.
There is no way, this prince's methods are so awesome that they are beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition.
For example: The team leader and doctor who almost had his arm cut off just now had already issued death notices, but were rescued by this magical Lord Marquis.
Although the Marquis said that it would take a few days of observation to know whether he could be out of danger, but looking at the team's increasingly rosy faces, it seemed that there was no serious problem.
What surprised them even more was that the soldier who had a cut on his chest that was more than a foot long was stitched up with a few clicks by the Marquis, and the bleeding stopped quickly. Who dares to disrespect this magical method?
In their opinion, Yang Fan is simply a miracle doctor in the world, no less than Bian Que in ancient times, or even better.
Once this miraculous suturing technique spreads among the military, it will surely greatly reduce the death of soldiers.
Yang Fan passed on such medical skills to all the doctors without any secret, and all the doctors respected Yang Fan like a benevolent father.
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Liu Rengui, who originally had some complaints against Yang Fan, admired him even more and deeply felt the responsibility of his parents.
The injured soldiers respected Yang Fan like a god, after all, Yang Fan gave them a chance to be reborn.
Of course, what surprised everyone more was not only the suturing technique, but also Yang Fan's method of rupturing the intestines and a substance called alcohol.
Yang Fan was actually able to heal the wound from the penetrating arrow. The soldier who was hit by the arrow not only had his intestines ruptured, but also had his injured intestines sewn up.
Marquis Zhongyi also used something called alcohol to clean the wound, saying it was disinfecting...
Not only did the soldier not die, but his spirits became better and better, and he was able to snatch his life back from the hands of the King of Hell.
At this moment, Yang Fan's prestige gradually spread in the wounded barracks.
However, Yang Fan didn't think so much. He turned to the soldier with the arrow in his abdomen and asked, "How do you feel?"
"It still hurts a little, but now I feel that I can exert my strength, and I can still go into battle to kill the enemy with a knife!" Although the soldier looks tall and thick, his clear eyes are quite smart.
This guy's physique is so good that he just had a disembowelment operation, but he didn't seem to be a normal person at all. He's so tough.
Yang Fan liked the fierceness of never admitting defeat, so Yang Fan smiled and warned: "You can't move around now, and quickly take good care of your body. There will be plenty of opportunities to kill the enemy in battle... By the way, what's your name?"
"Reporting to the general, the young man's name is Xi Junmai." The soldier said loudly and excitedly.
Well……
Xi Jun buys it?
Damn it.
Yang Fan was very surprised and took a closer look: "Well, I will remember you. You are very good. I am very optimistic about you. Take a good rest."
This kid is as strong as a calf, no wonder he became a well-known warrior.
"Thank you, General, for your concern!" Xi Junmai touched his head sheepishly, grinning with joy.
Xi Junmai was born with keen sense of the five senses, and he escaped death many times with this ability. Obviously, the Marquis admired him very much.
The Marquis is a fairy-like figure!
I don’t know if I can have the opportunity to stay with him and take up a position. If I can, that will be great!
Immediately, Xi Junmai felt a little hesitant. If he delivered it to his door, what if the general refused?
Xi Junmai's thoughts wandered far away, and he was a little worried about gains and losses.
I don't know at all, no matter whether he takes the initiative or not, Yang Fan will never let him go.
Unknowingly, it seemed that Yang Fan also had a habit of hosting famous generals.
At this moment, Zeng Pu led Han Wei and others in.
Zeng Pu saluted and said, "I have met the Marquis."
Yang Fan smiled and waved his hand: "No need to be so polite? Who are these?"
Yang Fan was so casual, which made Zeng Pu feel very comfortable.
Ever since Yang Fan taught him the art of meeting, Zeng Pu regarded himself as his disciple, so he quickly introduced: "This is the Governor of Songzhou..."
oh?
Yang Fan didn't know why Zeng Pu brought Han Wei here, so he raised his hand and asked: "Frontguard General Yang Fan has met Governor Han..."
Han Wei glanced at Yang Fan. As the governor of Songzhou, of course he had received the notification of the replacement of the vanguard general, but he didn't expect him to be so young.
However, his expression remained unchanged and he complimented: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age. Han admires him."
Yang Fan smiled slightly: "The Governor has been praised too much. He has worked hard to guard the border and has made great achievements. He is an example for us to learn from. You guys have to work harder. I wonder what the Governor has to do?"
Han Wei was a little surprised, this is the stick that everyone praises? It doesn’t look like it!
Why is this guy so easy to deal with?
But Han Wei knew that business was important: "I would like to ask the doctor here to help treat the injury..."
With that said, he waved his hand and asked the soldiers to carry Niu Jinda in.