Master Yiming was very poor, and the original color of the cassock he was wearing could not be seen clearly. Even the lowest-ranking young monk who carried water and collected firewood in Baoen Temple looked down upon him. However, Master Yiming did not take these things to heart. His mother I was led to the main hall to offer incense and listen to the abbot preaching Buddhism. I was playing outside and happened to see Master Yiming playing chess with a pilgrim on the ground in the bamboo forest outside the mountain gate. Since I had no other place to go, I just played with them. The two of us watched them playing chess with half-understanding, until at noon my mother came out to meet me after listening to Buddhist teachings and went to the temple's dining hall to have a vegetarian meal. After finishing the vegetarian meal and preparing to go down the mountain, many people sent by Luocheng Prefecture suddenly came to the temple. The police officers who came out found out that when the abbot of the temple was preaching Buddhism in the morning, a cassock given by the emperor was missing from his bedroom!
After receiving the report from the temple, the prefect of Luocheng Prefecture did not dare to neglect, and immediately sent more than a hundred policemen to surround Baoen Temple, and gathered all the monks and pilgrims in the temple into the Main Hall so that they could conduct a search. At this moment, the first great monk in the temple suddenly came forward and pointed out that Master Yiming had appeared in front of Fang Zhan's residence in a panic in the morning.
Several policemen came over immediately and took Master Yiming into custody. Seeing that no one in the temple came forward to speak for Master Yiming, I stood up and told the story about what happened in the morning when I saw Master Yiming and the pilgrims playing chess all morning. After telling them, he led them to the bamboo forest outside the mountain gate to see the chessboard drawn by Master Yiming and the pilgrims on the ground and a pile of stones used as chess pieces. Only then did the suspicion on Master Yiming clear.
From then on, whenever I went to the temple with my mother to offer incense, Master Yiming would wait for me outside the mountain gate early, and then take me to his residence and teach me all kinds of novel knowledge. He is also proficient in all kinds of medical poetry and poetry. Sometimes when he goes to the city, he will secretly come to me to review the skills he has taught me.
"Your skills of taking over and taking over were also passed down to you by Master Yiming, right?" Su Xingran, who was sitting next to Chen Xiaomu, suddenly laughed.
Chen Xiaomu nodded, "Yes, it is exactly what Master Yiming taught."
"Take over, take over." Zhong Xin's whole body was shocked. Death and injury in war were inevitable, so Zhong Xin felt lucky to have saved his life. In his heart, he had already accepted his fate. He didn't expect that His Highness the Sixth Prince could use his severed foot again. When he picked it up again, he didn't know what to say for a moment!
After a long time, he sighed, "Your Highness has a pure nature, so it is natural for him to get such an adventure. Now I have benefited from your Highness. From now on, I will be at your disposal without any hesitation!"
While talking, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Yun Shang led an old man over fifty years old into the tent. The old man was carrying a small wooden medicine box. After entering the door, the old man put down the medicine box and walked to Su Xingran first. A compilation was made, "Mr. Yan Xiu came to General Zhong's tent on the order of the princess." "
Su Xingran smiled, pointed at Chen Xiaomu beside him and said, "His Royal Highness wants to reattach General Zhong's broken leg and wants you to help him a little."
"Replace General Zhong's broken leg?" Yan Xiu was startled, thinking that he heard wrongly, and repeated Su Xingran's words involuntarily.
Su Xingran nodded, "Exactly."
"Your Highness, are you going to reattach General Zhong's severed leg?" Yan Xiu asked Chen Xiaomu doubtfully, so shocked that he even forgot to salute.
Chen Xiaomu hugged Yan Xiu and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yan. I have been studying with the master for a long time. This is the first time I have performed a technique on a real person. I would like to ask Mr. Yan for advice."
Yan Xiu quickly waved his hands and said, "Your Highness, I'm here to deal with some stab wounds. I feel like I can't handle the gunshot wounds. I don't dare to interfere in such a big matter as taking over General Zhong's leg!"
Seeing Yan Xiu's avoidance, Chen Xiaomu did not make things difficult for him. He just asked him to open the medicine box and find the disinfectant. He first helped Zhong Xin treat the wound.
When Yan Xiu poured the dark medicinal liquid from a porcelain bottle with a hint of cooking seasoning into a medicine bowl, Chen Xiaomu was completely confused. He brought the medicine bowl to his nose and smelled it, and there was a pungent smell. The spicy taste hits your nostrils.
"What is this?" Chen Xiaomu asked Yan Xiu with a frown.
Yan Xiu was also confused by the question. His Highness kept saying that he wanted to serve General Zhong. He didn't even recognize this disinfectant pepper water, right?
When Yan Xiu said it was pepper water, Chen Xiaomu was shocked. In this evil old society, pepper water was actually used as disinfectant. People in ancient times had short lifespans. These were probably the main reasons.
"How could you save so much effort and not even give alcohol to the soldiers?" Chen Xiaomu asked Yan Xiu.
Yan Xiu blinked his eyes and said aggrievedly: "Your Highness, I have been disinfecting with pepper water since I was a doctor. I have never heard of any other alcohol that can disinfect. I really don't know what this alcohol is. We use water and wine." I saved a little, but that’s only used when celebrating!”
Yan Xiu's words left Chen Xiaomu speechless, and he had forgotten the fact that he was in ancient times. In this era, it was normal to have no alcohol. However, he did not give up and asked tentatively, "Then you always have suture needles and suture threads?" There is, right? Otherwise, if the soldiers were slashed or stabbed on the battlefield, how would they treat their wounds?"
To his disappointment, Yan Xiu still shook his head, "I have never heard of the sutures you mentioned, Your Highness, but I wonder if the suture needles you mentioned are the same as the acupuncture needles I use now?"
Chen Xiaomu almost vomited out the mouthful of blood stuck in his chest. This was all such a mess and completely out of line. Holding the last hope in his heart, he asked Yan Xiu, "What would you do if the soldier was injured by a knife and the bleeding continued?"
When Yan Xiu heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that you were asking so many questions just to test whether I, the doctor, was incompetent. This was not easy to do. He cleared his throat and said, "The first step is oppression." To stop bleeding, apply firm pressure to the wound with your hands. If the bleeding still cannot be stopped, use acupuncture and plant ash to stop the bleeding, and then wrap the wound with a clean cloth."
"Plant ash!" Chen Xiaomu was so shocked that his eyes almost dropped to the ground. You guys are really capable of killing people. In addition to absorbing moisture, this plant ash will also increase the chance of wound infection. Do you understand?
Chen Xiaomu asked Yan Xiu for a long time, but nothing was useful. The only consolation was the anesthetic drunken peach, which means that the smoke shells of later generations are still semi-finished products, but they can be used after boiling them in a pot, although the pain relief effect is better than those of later generations. Coffee and pethidine are very different. Fortunately, the ability of the ancients to tolerate pain was many times stronger than that of people living in later generations.
Start everything from scratch! Chen Xiaomu first asked Yan Xiu to bring a jar of ten kilograms of water and wine and tasted it. It was okay. It was about 30 degrees. If it was distilled in a pot, he would probably be able to make do with it. He also asked Su Xingran to find someone who would repair the swords and guns with the team. The craftsmen asked them to use wood to build something like a steamer for steaming steamed buns in later generations, insert a bamboo pipe in the middle, pour the wine into the marching pot, and a very simple distillation pot was born.
At the same time, he searched in his golden head for the method of making the traditional Chinese medicine Shihui powder. Fortunately, Yan Xiu had a lot of commonly used traditional Chinese medicine, such as thistle, thistle, madder, raw rehmannia and so on. Chen Xiaomu asked Yan Xiu to take out more than a dozen herbs needed to make Shihui Powder according to the recipe he wrote, grind them together and grind them into fine pieces for later use.
Since there was no suture needle, Su Xingran asked Su Xingran's personal maid Yun Shang to get some embroidery needles and some silk thread. The craftsmen burned the embroidery needles red and shaped them into a crescent shape to make the suture needles commonly used by later generations of surgeons.
Seeing Chen Xiaomu busy in an orderly manner, as if everything was done well, the little stars in Su Xingran's eyes became brighter and brighter. She had a hunch that she had really found a treasure this time!
With more people and greater strength, distilled wine was quickly made. Ten kilograms of watery wine were distilled, leaving only three kilograms of high-strength wine. Because the distillation equipment was too simple, a lot was wasted. Chen Xiaomu tasted it and made an estimate in his mind. It was roughly equivalent to the high-altitude wine of about 60 degrees in later generations. The distilled raw wine flowed down the bamboo tube into the wine jar below. The aroma of the wine suddenly filled the entire tent. The soldiers in charge of distilling the wine swallowed it greedily. Drooling.
Ximensong was also carried into Zhong Xin's tent by soldiers arranged by Chen Xiaomu. Hearing that Chen Xiaomu could take his hand, Ximensong's tears flowed down at that time. He was different from Zhong Xin. Zhong Xin was already over sixty years old. According to the lifespan of the ancients, even if you die now, you will be considered to have lived a long life. However, Ximen Song is different. He has only turned thirty this year. In the words of later generations, he is in his prime. Losing a hand is undoubtedly like It was like losing half his life. Now that Chen Xiaomu could take his hand back, Ximensong secretly swore in his heart that except for Chen Xiaomu and Zheng Huang Su Chengxuan, he would never be loyal to anyone in this life!
When everything was ready, Chen Xiaomu asked Zhong Xin to drink the thick juice made from drunken peaches. Zhong Xin soon fell into a semi-awake state. What made Chen Xiaomu dumbfounded was that he had just opened the porcelain bottle containing high-strength wine. Zhong Xin, who was so fragrant with the wine, immediately woke up again and yelled for him to take a sip first before disinfecting him.
Chen Xiaomu had no choice but to pour a small bowl of strong wine and handed it to him. Zhong Xin drank it all in one gulp and smacked his lips, "Your Highness, I have never drunk such good wine in my life. Emperor Zheng once gave me a jar of good wine. The taste of the wine is an understatement. At that time, I felt that this was probably the best wine I had ever drunk in my life. Now, compared with the wine you made, that wine is much worse. , It’s a pity that Your Highness wants to rub such a good wine on my legs, isn’t this a bit of a waste of natural resources!”
Chen Xiaomu smiled bitterly and said: "General Zhong, your feet are more important than wine, right? How can you say this is a waste of natural resources?"
Zhong Xin suddenly blinked, "Your Highness, I want to discuss something with you?"
"What's the matter? Hurry up and say it. If you exceed the time, you won't be able to catch it!" Chen Xiaomu said angrily.
"Hehe, you see I'm not afraid of the pain. Back then..."
''Stop being so mean and say what you have to say, I'm very pressed for time now! "Chen Xiaoben interrupted Zhong Xin without politeness!
"Okay," Zhong Xin was a little frustrated, "I just thought, Your Highness, could you still disinfect me with pepper water and save this wine for me to drink?"
