The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

However, knocking him out is for his own good.

When his skin and flesh were being cut open alive, he felt much happier unconscious than awake.

When the arrow was finally removed, the blood had already soaked a large area of ​​the bedding beneath him.

After all, it was she who treated the wound, and Lu Qingqing was worried that this guy would die from excessive blood loss.

When flushing the wound with alcohol, two drops of diluted space water were added.

The space water dripped in, and the wound underneath healed visibly.

She took the powder and applied a thick layer, then bandaged it with clean cotton cloth.

While treating the wounds of his patients, Old Man Zhuang secretly glanced over here.

Seeing that the wound was finally treated, he swallowed hard and gave Lu Qingqing a thumbs up.

Qingqing girl is a ruthless person!

Lu Qingqing ignored Old Man Zhuang and waved to the people who were carrying the wounded over, asking them to carry the person away quickly.

There's no way, the tent is so small and there are only a few beds.

This person stayed in bed, and if someone else came, there would be no place for him to lie down.

The two men had just finished treating the wounded in the tent, and before they could rest, another group of soldiers came back carrying the wounded.

The two of them fell into a new round of busyness.

At this time, a soldier whose face was splashed with iron juice was carried back.

But the burn was so horrible that the skin and flesh had curled together.

The soldiers who carried him back entered the tents of several doctors.

Each doctor just took a look and shook his head, signaling them to carry the body away.

But those who can carry people down from the battlefield must have very good relationships.

These soldiers carried people and searched for them from tent to tent.

When they arrived at Lu Qingqing's tent, the soldiers were actually a little desperate.

They brought the person in and cried out:

"Please, save our boss."

When Lu Qingqing and Old Man Zhuang heard the shouting, they stopped what they were doing and looked back.

Then I saw the soldier whose face was burned.

Old Man Zhuang was frightened by this man and took a step back, saying in a trembling voice:

“This, this wound cannot be cured!

The face is so burned, how can I treat it? "

At this time, the soldier kneeling on the ground recognized Lu Qingqing and Old Man Zhuang, and stepped forward to grab Old Man Zhuang's clothes.

"Doctor Zhuang, please save our boss.

The only reason you were able to bring that unconscious boy into the Medical Battalion was because our boss intervened.

Our boss is a good man, please help us.

We have contacted many doctors, but no one answered the call.

Regardless of whether we can save him or not, we don’t blame you.”

When Lu Qingqing heard this, she quickly finished the work in her hands.

When he leaned over to take a closer look, he found that it was indeed the leading soldier who led them into the barracks.

At this time, among the soldiers kneeling beside.

One of them began to take out silver from his pocket, crying and begging:

“I know that the boss accepted your money before.

I will return the silver to you, please help me.

At least treat his wounds and bury him in a less undignified manner!"

As soon as these words were spoken, several soldiers nearby also started to take out silver.

Soon, two piles of silver appeared on the ground.

When Old Man Zhuang saw the silver, he was tempted.

Anyway, they said that I won’t blame them if I really can’t save them.

He immediately spoke:

"Okay, we'll leave this guy to us.

Just to be clear, this man is so badly injured that the hope of saving him is slim.

If someone is really dying, you can't rely on us!"

Several soldiers hurriedly shook their heads and repeatedly assured:

"No, absolutely not.

As long as you are willing to try to save people, even if it really fails, we will never cheat."

Old Man Zhuang looked at the appearance of those people and turned back to look at the empty bed.

Now, only the bed that Lu Qingqing had just finished making was empty, so she asked several soldiers to carry the person to that bed.

Lu Qingqing looked at the leading soldier's face, which was obviously severely burned.

Then look at Old Man Zhuang who was trembling and didn't dare to move forward after taking the money.

He sighed, stepped forward and said:

"Go take care of something else, I'll take care of this!"

As if he had been pardoned, Old Man Zhuang quickly responded:

“That’s great, Qingqing… Qing boy, I knew you were a good person.

You focus on saving this person, and leave the rest of the injured to me."

As he said this, he quickly went to take care of other injured people.

Lu Qingqing looked at the leading soldier who had fainted from pain on the camp bed, then turned back to look at Qin Lang behind the curtain in the corner.

She arranged for three soldiers to come over and had two of them carry it.

The leading soldier's body was moved so that his head was exposed outside the camp bed.

Then, I tested the temperature of the water in the wooden basin, which was slightly lower than body temperature.

She asked another soldier to scoop water with a ladle and gently rinse the wound on his face.

A wooden basin was connected below, and most of the water that flowed down went into the basin.

Seeing that things were being processed, she took out the saltpeter for making ice that King Huai had given her from her bag.

In a clean wooden basin, add saltpeter and dissolve it in water.

Then, he filled a smaller ceramic jar with clean water and placed it in the wooden basin.

At the same time, he called out to a soldier nearby.

He was told to add some saltpeter powder into the wooden basin every once in a while.

After stirring, cover the basin with a thick blanket while waiting for the water to freeze.

After making the arrangements, she washed her hands with clean water and disinfected them with alcohol.

Then he walked to the camp bed and began to treat the wound on the man's face with Old Man Zhuang's small tweezers.

When using alcohol for disinfection, the man was awakened by the pain, howled a few times, and then fainted again.

Repeat this several times.

During this period, Lu Qingqing was worried that he would not be able to hold on, so she used space water on him several times.

By the time everything was done, it was already half an hour later.

The injured half of the face has been bandaged with cotton cloth.

Lu Qingqing also specially took half a bottle of potion mixed with space water and asked them to change the medicine once a day after returning.

By this time, most of the wounded had been treated.

Those who are still waiting are those with relatively minor injuries.

After she had treated the remaining wounded, she went to the barracks under the pretext of fetching water.

At this time, the soldiers in the camp were either sitting or leaning, and their morale was low.

The soldiers guarding the periphery were on high alert.

In particular, the side close to Anfeng County is heavily guarded.

She took advantage of the chaotic situation to look around the camp.

In the entire camp, except for the two exits in the north and south, all other places are blocked by high wooden fences.

If you want to drive a carriage, you can only go out.

But now the exit is heavily guarded.

After looking around for a while and finding no solution, she had no choice but to carry the water back to the tent.

In the middle of the night, Lu Qingqing was awakened by the sound of footsteps in the tent.

She stood up and lay down at the entrance of the tent to look out, and found that a large number of soldiers were moving out and heading south towards Anfeng County.

Judging from the situation, they are preparing for a night attack.