Yanmen Pass received the news of Xu Da and Li Wenzhong's victory, and everyone was happy.
There is natural joy over the victory over Meng Yuan, which more means that these mobilized civilians will be able to return home soon.
From top to bottom, everyone from the defenders to the civilians were in high spirits, and the good guys even brought firecrackers and set them off.
Zheng Xiong was the only one here who was gloomy and gloomy, because he was accompanied by more than 14,000 wounded soldiers who were about to arrive.
The thousands of soldiers and horses in front were all exhausted, let alone now.
After getting the news, Zheng Xiong summoned his doctors and held an emergency meeting.
"The news of the great general's victory has been transmitted. You must have heard the news. Now 14,000 wounded soldiers are about to arrive. Let me know what you think."
"Withdrawal, there is no other way. There are only so many of us, so we can only do our best."
"Yes, we have no other way. If possible, we have to ask you. Your idea is beyond the reach of a group of us. Please give me your advice."
I've got this flattery, and kind words always make me feel happy, and it's not offensive at this time.
"Okay, since you don't have a good idea, I will tell you my next idea."
"I would like to recruit a group of women here to help treat the wounded soldiers. Let's see what happens."
Zheng Xiong's idea was very good. The little nurses in uniforms in later generations always made people feel happy. Multiple injuries were immediately cured by the care of the beautiful nurses, and women are more attentive.
"What Ti Ling said, although we don't know the role of women, it certainly makes sense. But it's useless for us to agree. They may not be willing to come, and the men in the family may not allow them to show their faces."
"What about forced recruitment?"
"No, I'm afraid it will trigger a civil uprising."
"Is there any other way?"
"No, even if there is a reason to do it, there probably won't be many people willing to come."
For the sake of the wounded soldiers, I just took it easy, but I didn't want to worry about it. I had to remember this and try it out when I returned to my hometown.
"Forget it, gather more civilians and prepare for blood transfusions. You are responsible for this Li Si."
"Vice-Tip Leader Yang also summoned some civilians to tidy up the camp. All the items were boiled and dried for me."
"You guys have prepared everything for me, and don't let me down at the critical moment."
"You make a list of all the necessary materials for me, and I will ask Zhang Titiao to get them."
"At the same time, a group of civilian husbands are summoned here to stand by. I want to use these civilian husbands for simple trauma treatment. This technique is not difficult. You can find some people to teach them. Women are better candidates. If not, Let a civilian husband take his place."
"Also, it depends on the situation. If you are really too busy, each of you can bring a civilian husband to perform the operation. It must take such a long time, and you should have some experience. It should be feasible to have a civilian husband."
"yes."
"Meeting dismissed."
After nervous mobilization and allocating their respective affairs, Zheng Xiong approached Zhang Huaiyuan and asked for supplies.
All other supplies are easy to find, but live chickens are a bit difficult to get, and they need to be fresh.
The chickens nearby have been urgently recruited, and it would be troublesome to have to go further away to recruit them again.
"Zheng Tiling, do you insist on chicken intestines? Can other intestines be used?"
"Other kinds of intestines are not as useful as chicken intestines. Saving people is like putting out fires. Lord Ti Tiao, you have to think of a way."
"Okay, let me see if I can make a batch."
Taking this job, Zhang Huaiyuan ordered his men to mobilize supplies.
Zhang Huaiyuan has seen the results of the doctors under Zheng Xiong's leadership during this period, and naturally tries to satisfy Zheng Xiong's requirements at this moment.
Originally responsible for logistics work, Zhang Huaiyuan was in charge of this stall.
Raising an army for a thousand days and using it for a while also shows the conditions that a qualified soldier needs to develop.
Not to mention these, these men who are loyal to the country are also worthy of admiration. I didn't know how to save them before, but now I have the conditions to save them.
The key is that if you offend these men in the army, it will be very uncomfortable to report them, and you will definitely shed a layer of your skin.
After getting the answer from Zhang Huaiyuan, Zheng Xiong returned to the military camp to coordinate all parties and become a signing machine.
Being a leader is tiring, even just signing.
Supplies sent from all parties were piled up in the military camp, especially the nests of chickens that started crowing before dawn every day, making Zheng Xiong unable to sleep well.
On this day, Zheng Xiong finally no longer had to endure the annoying rooster crow, because the wounded soldiers who had returned from the front line arrived in front of Zheng Xiong.
There were revenges and complaints. Chickens were slaughtered one by one, their bellies and intestines removed, and the meat was also sent to the soup pot, leaving it to replenish the bodies of the weak peasants.
In the operating room arranged by the doctor himself, a doctor and a civilian husband were performing an intense operation.
"Doctor, what should I do?"
"It's okay, just hold him down for me."
It was so simple, which made Minfu feel relieved, but he soon stopped laughing.
It was okay to draw blood from another civilian husband. The area he saw was not bloody. He just looked at the civilian husband whose face was getting pale and had a look of joy.
But when the doctor fed the wounded soldier a mouthful of cannabis soup and performed the operation, he couldn't hold it anymore.
The doctor picked up the machete in his hand and slashed at the injured soldier's arm, causing blood to cover his face.
The bloody scene made the civilian husband completely lose his mind and vomited on the ground.
The wounded soldier who was originally pinned down was not anesthetized enough and struggled violently, especially without the control of the civilian husband. The struggle was very violent.
Fortunately, the civilian husband who gave the wounded soldier a blood transfusion had quick eyesight and quickly threw the wounded soldier down, thus stopping the chaos.
However, the goose quill on the arm for blood transfusion has also fallen off, leaving blood outside.
After vomiting for a while, the civilian husband, who had nothing to vomit, finally calmed down and took over his work again.
The doctor hurriedly dealt with the wounded soldier's severed arm, which was bleeding profusely, and then re-inserted the goose feather into the civilian husband's arm. After this delay, the difficulty of the operation increased a lot, which made the doctor anxious.
The same scene happened in various operating rooms that were in progress. Some of them had excellent mental qualities and did not cause any trouble.
Some are not good enough. In the military camp, there are constant accidents, big and small, and it is obvious that the psychological quality is not as good as that of doctors.
Doctors are not easy to perform, especially this kind of surgical operation. All they rely on is habit. Habits become natural, otherwise you won't be able to eat.
The civilian husband who simply gave me a blood transfusion must be more powerful. It was obvious that he had undergone a blood transfusion before, was registered, and reappeared here. When this happens, his psychological quality will be stronger.
Although accidents occurred frequently, it was still in an orderly manner. After several operations, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
On the other side, more civilian men were recruited to treat the wounds of the wounded soldiers who were less seriously injured.
After training, you can be considered qualified for this job.
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