System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

[Ding, sensing the host's premature release of alcohol, this move will greatly benefit the world, triggering a lucky reward: improved method for producing medical alcohol.]

"..."

As Dong Yuzheng was speaking, he heard the system in his mind giving the standard answer.

But what made Dong Yu speechless was why didn't this bastard system give it to him earlier, and why did it have to make him draw it?

"Wait, I'm going to get something."

Dong Yu said this and stood up and walked towards the bookshelf where the bamboo slips were placed.

With his back to Zhen Jiang, he took out the improved recipe for medical alcohol.

After systematic improvements, this alcohol can be made perfectly in ancient times.

“Hey, this thing is a detailed production method.”

Dong Yu handed the brocade to Zhen Jiang.

"..."

"Husband, why did you draw it yourself just now?"

Zhen Jiang asked in confusion.

"I...I just forgot."

"Go and do it as soon as you can. Bring me a batch as soon as you produce it."

Dong Yu said with a slight twitch in the corner of his eye.

"Okay, I'll do it right now."

"I've finished applying the medicine. I'll come back and give you more in the evening."

"Besides, I've already asked them to come with the caravan. They should be arriving in the next few days."

Zhen Jiang put down the medicine jar, and as if she remembered something, she gave Dong Yu a resentful look.

Only Dong Yu would dare to think of wanting five sisters at once.

If she wasn't worried that this guy might actually kill someone and steal his wife, she really didn't want to push her sisters into the fire pit.

After all, although Dong Yu was not as evil as she had heard, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Who knows what evil intentions he has?

What to do in case of domestic violence?

Dong Yu watched Zhen Jiang leave, then he put on his outer robe and stood up to leave.

In the barracks

Wailing, screaming, and groaning sounds came one after another.

The soldiers were covered with scars.

Although there were a large number of medicinal materials provided by the Black Mountain Army, everyone knew about the medical level in ancient times.

No matter how capable Chinese medicine is, without a thousand years of refinement, it cannot be as effective as it was in later times.

You know, it's the end of the Han Dynasty now.

The medical level during this period was not high.

Although there were doctors with superb medical skills such as Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing, most of them were relatively mediocre.

The reason is that being a doctor is a lowly profession and almost no family is willing to send their children to study medicine.

"Ah... Just give me a knife!"

"Ah...uh...kill me."

As Dong Yu walked into the military camp, the wailing sounds never stopped.

In this battle, more than 50% of Dong's army was killed, and almost all the rest were injured.

The wounded almost filled the entire camp.

He walked slowly, each step feeling heavy.

Looking at a soldier who was barefoot, covered with wounds, and only breathing in but not out, Dong Yu couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

"Brother, wear better shoes and have a good time on the road."

Dong Yu took off his shoes and put them on the other person's feet, which were covered with blisters and blood.

As the soldier lay dying, a tear rolled down his cheek.

Then he slowly closed his eyes.

"Lord."

Qiao Rui limped over and saluted Dong Yu.

Dong Yu looked at him and saw that he was also wrapped in cloth strips and his head was also wrapped.

A faint crimson color could be seen beneath the cloth.

"Is he injured so badly?"

Dong Yu asked with concern.

"It's okay, no delay."

Qiao Rui's face was distorted with pain, and he spoke with all his might.

For him, these were not serious injuries.

It is a blessing to be able to survive the battlefield.

Not hurt?

How is that possible.

There is a health bar in the game. Even if you don’t die from a random hit, won’t your health still be deducted?

Scraping also causes blood loss.

If this is the case with games, what about real wars?

"Rest more. I've asked someone to get some alcohol. It can clean wounds and relieve inflammation and infection. When it arrives, have some soldiers who are not seriously injured apply it to the soldiers."

"It will be painful. Glue the soldier's mouth before applying it to prevent him from biting his tongue."

Dong Yu nodded and gave some instructions.

"Okay, I'll go tell the soldiers to prepare."

Qiao Rui nodded and responded.

"If some wounded soldiers really can't survive, try your best to satisfy them."

"It is better to suffer less than to suffer and die."

"I'll go check somewhere else."

Dong Yu's gaze lingered on the dead wounded soldier beside him, and he whispered instructions to Qiao Rui.

"promise."

Qiao Rui also nodded with a heavy expression.