Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

There were more than a dozen corpses lying on the grass, covered with tent cloth. Xiao Yan had a gloomy expression and was wandering beside the corpses with his hand on his waist knife.

These people had fought with him in many battles over the years, but they never imagined that a small rash would cause their brothers to die in the wilderness.

Yang Zhounan stood aside, watching him turn around for a long time without saying anything, then went over to call him.

"General?"

"Call the military doctor!"

Xiao Yan suddenly spoke, and Yang Zhounan raised his chin to signal the soldier beside him.

Soon, two old medical officers strode over, glanced at the corpse on the ground, took off their masks and asked cautiously.

"I wonder...what is the matter with the General sending us here?"

Xiao Yan stared at the two of them and said, "It seems that the two military doctors are old and their eyesight is not very good. You need someone to help open your eyes."

The fat man was terrified and looked sideways to see the man named Yang walking out.

He quickly pulled down the thin man's sleeve and knelt on the ground first. His body was shaking violently and he could not speak clearly.

"No, no, no, we know. We know."

Xiao Yan said coldly, "It's just a rash. A few days ago, you reported it and said it was nothing serious and would slowly get better after a few days of medication. Now, more and more of my people are dying. Do you have anything to say?"

The two glanced at each other, and the fat man quickly raised his hand to explain.

"I dare not lie to you, General. This eczema should be cured with internal and external medications, but I don't know why. This, this..."

"Yes, yes, we would never dare to deceive the general." The thin man quickly said, "I hope the general will understand."

Xiao Yan looked down at the two of them and said, "The imperial court doesn't spend money to support a bunch of idlers. There's no point in keeping these mediocre people around. Drag them down and chop them off."

The fat man's face suddenly changed and he immediately knelt down and stepped forward.

"General, you are wronged. We treated the disease honestly. You can't blame us. Please show mercy and give us another chance."

"General, you can't kill us now." The thin man said in a panic, "There are still so many wounded and sick soldiers in the army. Killing us will not help. There is no one to treat them, and more people will die."

Xiao Yan squatted down with a knife in his hand and stared into his eyes. "Are you threatening me?"

The thin man sat down on the ground, his body limp. "I dare not, I just told the truth."

This statement hit the nail on the head. Military medical personnel are already in short supply, and now they're killing two people...

Xiao Yan squeezed the fat man's shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Tonight at the latest, if you can't come up with a solution, I'll use your blood to sacrifice to these dead souls."

He let go of the fat man's shoulders and stood up to leave. The fat man's heart was pounding and he blinked rapidly.

After a while, he finally collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball, with white sweat on his back.

These days, Su Chengfeng and Wu Ji have been running errands and doing odd jobs, with endless chores to do.

In addition to taking care of the patients, Lu Ziqing would spend his free time in his tent reading medical books.

Ancient doctors said that all diseases, whether internal or external, are caused by the invasion of evil spirits.

This disease is only on the surface and has not invaded the internal organs. It can also be treated with internal medicines that clear away heat and dampness, and with detoxifying and insecticides for application and scrubbing.

For internal use, infected people can choose to take Scutellaria baicalensis, Phellodendron chinense, Coptis chinensis, Atractylodes lancea...

In addition to sulfur, you can also use Sophora flavescens, Zanthoxylum bungeanum, Stemona tuber, Kochia scoparia fruit...

Lu Ziqing walked back and forth, pondering, and occasionally tapped the medical book in his hands. Suddenly, he felt that the little light in the tent was blocked by a black shadow.

He turned his head and saw two old medical officers walking in timidly, pushing each other and turning their faces away without saying a word.

Seeing that the two of them were busy, Lu Ziqing spoke first, "Is there something wrong, my lords?"

The two men looked at each other and knelt on the ground, begging repeatedly.

"Mr. Lu, the army doctor, please save us. I apologize for any offense we may have caused you."

This sudden kneeling shocked Lu Ziqing so much that he took three steps back.

What's going on? What are these two up to?

"What's wrong with you two? This... where do I even begin?" Lu Ziqing looked bewildered as he helped them up. "You two should get up first, then we can talk about what exactly happened."

The fat man shook his head and sighed, "It's our fault. Many people in the army have died from this rash in the past few days. If we can't find a cure, none of us will survive tonight and we will all be buried with them."

The thin man wiped the sweat from his cheek and said, "Army doctor, I apologize for any offense I caused you earlier. We are now in the same boat, so you must think of a solution."

When you need help, you are the kind-hearted army doctor, Mr. Lu, but when you have nothing to do, you become an ignorant young man from the wilderness?

Lu Ziqing was already accustomed to such flattering and two-faced people.

Human lives are at stake right now, so we don’t have the time to bother with them too much.

He sighed secretly and asked, "Did you two believe what I said before?"

The fat man sighed softly, "Now that it has come to this, we naturally believe it. I just don't know what prescription the army doctor has."

The thin man analyzed, "If it's scabies, it needs sulfur as medicine, but there's no sulfur in the army."

"Besides, even if there was any, it wouldn't be used privately for medicinal purposes. Sulfur is an important raw material for making firearms, and it's not allowed to be sold or circulated among the public. It can only be used within the palace, where it must be approved and registered by the Imperial Hospital. Besides sulfur, are there any other medicines that can be used?"

"I thought of that, too."

Lu Ziqing put down the medical book and said this. There was no table in the tent, so he squatted on the ground and wrote two prescriptions on the broken wooden bed he was sleeping on.

The fat man took it and weighed it, frowned and hissed.

"This recipe is feasible, but we don't have the medicine in it. Most of the military medicine was burned. Now there are only some heat-clearing and damp-clearing medicines left, and a small part for traumatic injuries."

"There are none in the army, but there are some in the mountains," said Lu Ziqing.

Fatty: "..."

Thin man: "..."

Lu Ziqing walked outside. The sky was covered with dark clouds and the air was filled with the smell of damp grass and trees. He raised his hand and pointed to the mountains in the distance.

"Look, the vegetation in that mountain is dense and there must be a lot of medicinal herbs. There is no better way right now, so we can only go into the mountain and try."

Not only will it be time-consuming and laborious to go to the mountains, but if they don't get the herbs back by then, will they go to see their ancestors early?

The fat man hesitated, "Isn't it too late to pick herbs now?"

Lu Ziqing said, "As long as we can find the herbs, the soldiers in the army can be saved. Then, perhaps the general will show us mercy because of our contribution to the treatment. If we don't go, we will really die. You make your choice."

The thin man put his hand on the fat man's shoulder and sighed, "We are like fish out of water right now. It's hard to survive. What's the point of talking about sooner or later?"

Lu Ziqing looked at the two of them and explained, "The previous prescription was only ineffective in killing insects, but it is still effective in removing dampness and heat. You can treat it according to this prescription and stabilize it first."

"If the general comes to hold you accountable, just tell the truth. If I don't come back, you will be fine."

Su Chengfeng and Wu Ji just came out of the isolation tent and saw Lu Ziqing riding his horse out of the camp. Without thinking, he dropped his medicine box and ran after him.

Wu Ji was confused. He looked at the man's anxious back and muttered, "What happened again?"

"Ziqing, Ziqing, Lu Ziqing." Su Chengfeng shouted as he ran, "Lu Ziqing, come back here."

Fortunately, he had a loud voice, and Lu Ziqing had not run far. After hearing the sound, he immediately reined in his horse and turned around to see Su Chengfeng running towards him in a panic.

He pulled him off the horse.