I turned the cold palace into a paradise

When Doctor Yan heard Xiao Yang say yes, he blew his beard in anger but said nothing. The patient was willing, so what else could he say?

Yun Yue thought for a moment and then asked, "Is there anyone who cannot be cured, or who wants me to treat him?"

The wounded looked at each other and a few raised their hands. If they could be cured, that would be the best. If they couldn't be cured, they could get money. It's worth it!

"Boy, don't go too far! If you can't cure them, I will report you to the prince!"

Yun Yue smiled confidently: "Of course."

Then he asked Cheng San: "Are there any empty tents?"

"Mr. Yue, he's gone."

"Then move them to my tent."

Before he left, he said to several military doctors, "The air in the tent is not circulating and the environment is not good. This is very bad for the wounded."

"What do you know, little brat? It's like this in the military camp."

Yunyue didn't say anything else. When others didn't trust her, no one would listen to what she said.

After a busy period and arranging several injured people, Yunyue began to check Xiao Yang's leg.

When Yunyue opened the gauze wrapped around the wound that was already oozing blood, she took a breath.

I saw a knife wound on the right calf so deep that the bone was visible. Due to inflammation, the entire calf was swollen and much thicker than the other leg. The wound had begun to rot, and pus was oozing out of it, emitting a foul smell.

Lingyao and Bajiao turned their heads away uncomfortably upon seeing this.

"Does it hurt?" After asking Yun Yue, she realized that she had asked a nonsense question. How could it not hurt like this...

"It hurts, it hurts so much..." Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and endured the pain, his voice filled with tears: "So, Master, please give me a quick death. Wuuuuuuuuuuuu."

Yunyue calmed down her bitter mood, looked into Xiaoyang's eyes, and comforted him softly, "I will cure you, just trust me."

Xiao Yang looked at Yunyue's sincere and confident eyes and nodded unconsciously.

"Lingyao, the medicine box."

Lingyao opened the medicine box and placed it in front of Yunyue.

Yunyue took out a tube of anesthetic that had been prepared long ago and injected local anesthesia into Xiao Yang.

After a while, he gently touched his wound and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore! It really doesn't hurt anymore!" Xiao Yang shouted in surprise. Not only did it not hurt, but his entire right leg lost all feeling. He even tried to reach out and poke it, but Yun Yue pushed him down.

Yun Yue said seriously: "Lie down and don't move."

Then start cleaning the dead flesh and the wounds.

Xiao Yang could clearly see Yunyue cutting off the dead flesh on his legs, but he didn't feel any pain.

Maybe...she can really heal her leg?

Xiao Yang's leg was actually very easy to treat. After treating Xiao Yang's leg, they took a short rest and then began to treat several other injured people.

Like Xiao Yang, they were all stabbed. However, in this era, there were no good treatments for serious wounds. They just sprinkled or applied powders or herbs directly on the wounds. Coupled with improper treatment, the wounds could easily become inflamed and eventually become life-threatening.

But for Yunyue, these are actually easy to treat.

It's such a pity for the soldiers who died because of this...

By the time Yunyue had treated the wounded, it was already dark. Xiao Yinmo had been waiting by the side, and when he saw Yunyue was busy trying to help, he was driven away by Yunyue.

Clumsy! Dislike!

"You should just lie still for the next two days. Do not use any other medicine except the one I gave you. And do not touch or scratch the wound with your hands."

"Okay, Young Master Yue! We'll remember it." With hope, their voices were full of vitality, and no one did not want to live.

After the anesthetic wore off, the wound started to hurt, but it was bearable compared to before.

"Chengsan, arrange for someone to watch here. Call me if anyone has a fever."

"Yes."

Then Yunyue followed Xiao Yinmo to the main tent.

There were a few bowls of porridge and some vegetable cakes on the simple table.

When Yu Yao saw Yun Yue and others coming in, he quickly served them the tea he had prepared.

Yunyue was already thirsty, so she said thank you and drank it all in one gulp.

"Yue'er, military funds are tight, and now everyone in the barracks is eating this, you..."

"Very good, let's eat." Yun Yue didn't care about this. The soldiers all ate the same food, so she wouldn't ask for anything special. Moreover, as the commander, Xiao Yinmo could eat with the soldiers without asking for anything special, which made her admire him.

The smile on Xiao Yinmo's face never faded. He knew that Yue'er would not mind. Because...she was the same as him.

"By the way, how is Yu Qianran?"

"She's doing fine being alone in the mansion."

The two looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

After dinner, Xiao Yinmo asked Yun Yue whether she was going to leave the camp and return to the Yun Mansion.

"No need. Not to mention the hassle of going back and forth, the most important thing is to take care of the injuries of these wounded. I'll just stay in the tent for a while." Anyway, Fubao is close to everyone, so it's just right to let his mother take care of him for a few days.

"That won't do. You can sleep in my tent." Xiao Yinmo frowned. There were wounded people in her tent, how could she let her rest there? It would be so tiring if she didn't sleep well.

"No, this is the main account, I can't make any special arrangements." Yun Yue refused.

"Your Highness, Miss Yun, you two can sleep in our tent. We will go and squeeze in with the other companions." Cheng San suddenly spoke up. After all, His Highness had been winking at him.

"This..." Yun Yue wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Xiao Yinmo.

"That's it. You take the people to clean up first."

"Then Cherry and I will go clean it up together."

Lingyao pulled Yingtao and Chengsan out together. Hehehe, qualified subordinates can always detect subtle changes.

Suddenly, Yu Yao was the only one left in the room besides Yun Yue and Xiao Yinmo. Yu Yao was a little confused, not knowing what to do. Should he go out as well?

"What's this person's name?" Yun Yue felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward and watched Yu Yao trying to find a topic to talk about.

Yu Yao gestured twice, asking Xiao Yinmo for help. Your Highness! The mistress asked me, answer for me quickly.

Xiao Yinmo raised his lips, revealing a row of white teeth. He was happy when he heard others call her Mistress Yunyue.

"This is Yu Yao, the eunuch who saved me. But he was ill before and his voice is hoarse."

"Hello, thank you for saving His Highness."

Yu Yao waved his hand shyly.

"Can I check your throat?" Seeing that Eunuch Yu Yao was younger than her and was Xiao Yinmo's savior, Yun Yue wanted to check him. There was no other way. Every doctor would feel itchy when they saw a patient. Especially since she had merits in saving people!! Although saving one person was only a merit, but a little would add up to a lot. She must not let him go!

Yu Yao first looked at Xiao Yinmo.

"Don't worry, Yue'er is a very good doctor. Let her take a look at you." Xiao Yinmo comforted him. If he could really help Yu Yao, he would be very happy.

Yu Yao nodded, and Yun Yue asked him to sit down, then took out a sterilized indirect laryngoscope from the medicine box, and asked Yu Yao to open his mouth and stick out his tongue. Then she wrapped the tip of the tongue with sterile gauze and gently pulled the tongue out.

Let Xiao Yinmo hold the oil lamp closer.

Then he held the laryngoscope with his right hand and inserted it through the left corner of Yu Yao's mouth so that the mirror surface was parallel to the back of his tongue. After a while, he asked Yu Yao to make a "Yi...Yi" sound.

A few minutes later, Yunyue took out the laryngoscope.

"Your voice loss is caused by vocal cord polyps." Yun Yue said softly.

Yu Yao looked confused.

Xiao Yinmo became his mouthpiece: "Yue'er, can this disease be cured?"

"Of course. Others can't do it, but I definitely can."

At this moment, Yu Yao's eyes burst into intense joy.

"Actually, vocal cord polyps are not serious. Logically, he should be able to speak. I think it's a psychological problem. I can treat vocal cord polyps, but psychological problems will take time to deal with."

"I will give you the medicine tomorrow. Take it on time every day and relax. Things will get better." Yun Yue's eyebrows were curved. Yu Yao and Xiao Yinmo felt that at this moment, she was like a fairy in the sky...

Well, she looks a bit like a male fairy after putting on makeup.