After being forced to travel through time by accident, I became famous in the entertainment industry

Now that Shen Yu was fine, Xu Zhao could finally calm down.

Just now, when she stood at the gate of the military camp and saw so many soldiers being carried back, her heart was in turmoil and she didn't even dare to blink, for fear that if she blinked, she would see the bloody Shen Yu being carried into the military camp when she opened her eyes again.

Although Uncle Zhou had said that Shen Yu was the God of War of Yue Kingdom when they had visited the museum before, the God of War was also a human being and would get injured on the battlefield. Moreover, his title of God of War must have been accumulated through repeated battles, and it was conceivable that it must have been very difficult.

Xu Zhao asked a young errand doctor to go to the kitchen to get some liquor.

"Miss, where did the strong liquor come from in the barracks?" If there was liquor, then there might be some. "In the past, there were instances of people in the barracks being delayed due to drinking strong liquor. Since the prince came, strong liquor has been forbidden in the barracks."

Xu Zhao frowned, she was too concerned and confused.

"Don't worry, Miss Xu. Although the prince was slightly injured, his life is not in danger. He will return with the army and should be able to return to the camp by nightfall."

The injured soldier looked up at Xu Zhao, who was sprinkling medicine and bandaging him, with gratitude in his eyes. Thinking that she was so worried about the prince, he told her about what happened in the past.

Although this girl was wearing cook's clothes and it was said that she often went to the kitchen to help cook for the soldiers, no one in the barracks regarded her as a cook.

Everyone in the military camp knew that the prince had a close relationship with this girl, and no one dared to neglect her. Besides, Miss Xu was kind and her cooking was delicious.

The prince will have to return to Beijing sooner or later, and everyone is wondering whether Miss Xu will go back with him and become the princess.

Of course, this is just a private discussion among everyone, and naturally cannot be known by the two parties involved.

"Then get the strongest, most potent liquor you can find in the barracks. Also, boil some water and boil all these hand towels. Let them boil for at least an incense stick before serving them."

With so many wounded people, if they are not disinfected properly, there is a high possibility of cross-contamination. However, in this era, there is neither alcohol nor iodine. I thought of using high-concentration liquor, but I couldn't find it here either, so I had to settle for the next best thing.

Fortunately, there is no HIV in this era, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

In addition, these towels used to wipe wounds must also be sterilized at high temperature. Unfortunately, the temperature here cannot reach the 121°C required for high-temperature sterilization, so the boiling time can only be extended.

Xu Zhao comes from a family of doctors. Her mother is a doctor, and she learned simple wound treatment from her mother.

In the study at home, half of it is filled with her father's various history books, and the other half is filled with her mother's medical skills. She has been influenced by them since she was a child, and she would flip through the books in the study whenever she has free time. She has more or less some theoretical knowledge in her mind.

After Xu Zhao gave instructions to the errand doctor, he helped the military doctor treat the wound.

Her skillful and calm bandaging was recognized by all the doctors.

"I didn't expect Miss Xu to be such a brave and careful girl," an old doctor said, touching the mustache at the corner of his mouth.

Several soldiers were seriously injured, some even to the point of exposing bones. If it were an ordinary woman, she would have fainted from fright. Those with a stronger will would probably have been shaking uncontrollably. In contrast, Miss Xu cleaned the wounds in an orderly manner without any sign of panic.

"Doctors, after cleaning a wounded person, you must wash the blood off your hands and then rinse your entire hands with this wine."

The young doctor who received Xu Zhao's instructions acted quickly and quickly gathered all the cooks in the kitchen to do as Xu Zhao said.

Even though they didn't know what the purpose of her arrangement was, given the special relationship between Miss Xu and the prince, they would definitely ask him to do so even if the prince were here.

"Miss Xu, what's the point? You have to clean the blood off your hands and then wash them with this wine. This time is completely wasted."

With this much time, I guess we can have several people here.

"I naturally have my reasons for doing this. I will explain it to you as we go along."

As soon as Xu Zhao finished bandaging a wounded soldier, she asked someone to bring her a basin of warm water. She washed her hands quickly, trying to wash them as cleanly as possible.

"In fact, the dirtiest part of the human body is blood. If someone has a blood-borne disease, or if the disease is transmitted through blood, then as doctors, you could very well infect a healthy patient with the disease."

"So, when we come into contact with different patients, we need to clean and disinfect our hands to reduce the risk of making the next patient sick."

After washing his hands, Xu Zhao rubbed them with wine. It was a pity that there were no medical gloves in this era. Fortunately, the wine was not well-educated, otherwise the skin on his hands would probably peel off.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhao suggested to the others, "When treating patients, doctors should wear gloves. Hmm... you can try using sheep intestines. This way you can protect yourself and it will be easier to clean."

Xu Zhao simply disinfected himself and then applied medicine and bandaged the next person.

Everyone has a clear division of labor and efficiency has improved.

After hearing what Xu Zhao said, some people were still confused. They wanted to do everything according to their own ideas. If everyone did so, the time wasted would be enough for him to injure another soldier, which made him feel guilty.

Among them are many experienced old doctors who think this move is not feasible.

One of them shouted angrily, "This is nonsense! Don't think that just because you can help with bandaging, you can interrupt us while we treat patients!"

"I believe in the abilities of all the doctors, but think carefully about the past. Many wounded patients developed persistent high fevers after receiving treatment."

The infection rate of exposed wounds is very high, and fever is likely caused by bacteria invading the exposed wounds.

If the doctor is dirty, it increases the risk of infection.

"Has it ever happened that some people had a high fever that wouldn't go away, and eventually their condition took a turn for the worse and they died?"

Once the wound infection becomes serious, it is likely to cause bacteremia and later develop into sepsis. In this era when traditional Chinese medicine is popular but antibiotics are not available, this is a terminal illness.

The sensible doctor listened to Xu Zhao's words and immediately washed his hands according to her instructions. "Miss Xu, if we do this, will the high fever of these wounded people continue to persist?"

You know, after every war, the casualties are very serious. Every soldier lying here is a citizen of the Moon Kingdom. They fought for the Moon Kingdom, so doctors like them naturally have to protect them.

As doctors, they take it as their responsibility to save lives. If they can really reduce the number of deaths, it can be considered a meritorious deed.