The straw mat hadn't been cleaned for an unknown amount of time, and there was an unbearable musty smell. There were also bugs crawling around, and I didn't sleep well. I felt like I was awakened by bursts of howling as soon as I closed my eyes.
The cry was made even more miserable by the cold night.
Li Yue cursed, perhaps because he had experienced too many facts in the past two days. After being woken up, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep anymore, so he got up to check.
In a row of huts next to them, the wounded soldiers were crowded together, unattended and unattended. From time to time, one or two wails could be heard, which sounded particularly scary.
Those who can be carried back usually have traumatic injuries.
However, because they were exposed to the rain, they could not get effective treatment and care. The living environment was too poor, and their wounds were often infected.
Antibiotics, alcohol, gauze, scalpel, tourniquet, rubber gloves... nothing...
Li Yue slapped his forehead, "Soju, cloth strips, knife, boiling water, basin, needle and thread..."
Black Cloud Mountain lacks everything, not even a helper.
Everything had to start from scratch, and Li Yue could only ask the thirteen teenagers rescued yesterday to help.
Fortunately, they were quick with their hands and found some cloth, knives, needles and thread, etc. Then they went to Meng Kai personally and asked for some soju.
The minions had nothing, but the leaders had plenty of stuff.
Everything is boiled in water and sterilized.
Li Yue washed his hands again and again with soap locust.
Simply treating the wound is not a big problem.
The problem is that there is no anesthesia, so we can only rely on the will of the injured to hold on.
There was a burst of howling ghosts and wolves in the hut, but most people could bear it and fell unconscious directly, which made it easier for Li Yue to take the knife.
If they don't save themselves, these people will die sooner or later.
Treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, Li Yue's knife became faster and more stable.
I had experience in dissection in my previous life, and the original owner of the body in this life had extremely sharp knife skills. He cut with a steady, accurate, ruthless, and clean cut...
I don’t know how long I have been busy. The sky outside turned dark and white, then white and dark again, before the wounded in the hut were treated one by one.
In fact, by being able to be picked up, the seriously injured ones have been eliminated, and the rest is just cleaning the wounds, removing the necrotic flesh, suturing, bandaging and other trivial matters. Not to mention that he is a doctor of surgery, and a nurse with more agile hands and feet can also handle it.
After a careful inspection, I found that the hut was so dirty that I couldn't bear to look at it.
People in this era didn't have much awareness of hygiene, and all of them were foot-picking men, so you can imagine how dirty it could be inside.
Taking advantage of the fact that it didn't rain today, Li Yue and his thirteen children cleaned the hut inside and out, and opened two windows to maintain ventilation.
"Thank you, Chief Li!" The wounded soldiers clearly regarded him as their savior and were extremely respectful.
"Don't thank me yet. Whether he can recover or not depends on you." Li Yue saved people partly out of his instinct as a doctor and partly to win over people's hearts.
In the next two days, Li Yue asked Meng Kai for some horse meat, boiled it into a soup, and distributed it to the wounded and young people.
Those who have survived until now are in good physical condition. With meat food, their wounds are recovering quickly, but there are still seventeen people who died of wound infection.
Li Yue was a little helpless. This kind of minor illness was nothing in future generations, but it was fatal in this era.
After the wounded recovered, word of mouth spread, and Li Yue's reputation as a "miraculous doctor" spread throughout the Black Cloud Mountains.
"I never thought that my third brother would have such medical skills." Cui Jin stared at Li Yue with a lot of doubts in his eyes.
Li Yue's heart tightened, fearing that Cui Jin would see some clues. He was thinking about how to explain it, but Cui Jin had already justified it, "It must be the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic. Third brother has been studying it for nearly ten years, so he should be familiar with it by now."
Li Yue vaguely remembered that the Huangdi Neijing was not his. He only remembered that when he was young, he read and practiced calligraphy with the help of a taciturn old servant. The old servant was very interested in the art of Qihuang, and the Huangdi Neijing was left behind by him.
When he was about eight years old, the old servant was shot and seriously injured by the pursuers when he was fleeing with him. Later, he did not survive and passed away. Li Yue was alone without even remembering his name and almost starved to death. Later he met Cui Jin was carried back to Black Cloud Mountain by him and saved his life.
So Li Yue and Cui Jin are closer.
"It's just a superficial understanding." Li Yue said modestly.
"Healing the dying and healing the wounded is also the way to go. What's missing on the mountain is a doctor. Third brother has a lot to do." Cui Jin didn't see anything, and it was even less likely for others to see anything.
Li Yue was relieved. If he wanted to survive, he must first perfectly integrate into his role, first adapt to the current environment, and then adapt to this era.
Meng Kai has also come here twice, but not to see a doctor, but to have a discussion. "Cure is just a trivial matter, martial arts is the foundation of a career. Third brother must not let it go to waste!"
As he spoke, he slashed with the knife.
Cui Jin's swordsmanship is as quiet as a virgin, and moves as fast as a rabbit. It is extremely free and unrestrained, but Meng Kai's swordsmanship has no fancy, straight and forward. Every time he strikes with a sword, there is an aura of dying with the enemy. Coupled with his strength that is far beyond ordinary people, Often one or two swords can kill someone.
It can be seen that this set of sword skills is very suitable for the battlefield, and Meng Kai also has the potential to be a fierce general.
Even though he was wearing iron armor and a helmet, when the blade whizzed past his head, it still made people break into a cold sweat.
Li Yue did not dare to resist forcefully, and mainly dodged. Occasionally he stabbed with a knife, always trying to be precise and hit his vital points, forcing him to return to defense.
After more than a dozen rounds, Li Yue was panting, but the fighting spirit in Meng Kai's eyes became more and more solemn, like a wild beast that had been provoked.
With a "clang" sound, the knife in Li Yue's hand was knocked away by Meng Kai.
In the end, it was Meng Kai's huge strength that had the upper hand.
"Why is the third brother not as good as before?" Meng Kai looked unhappy.
In the past, we could fight for fifty or sixty rounds, but now it's over in a dozen rounds.
"My little brother was tortured in Jijiabao and his body has never recovered." Li Yue found an excuse that was not a reason.
In fact, the owner of this body has died from torture...
When he mentioned Jijiabao, blue veins popped up on Meng Kai's face, and the scar on the left side of his face was like a strange gaping mouth, unspeakably ferocious and ferocious. Revenge!”
"Thank you, brother." It looked like he was definitely not letting it go. Half of Li Yue's heart was touched, and the other half couldn't tell what it felt like.
Every injustice has its own owner, and every debt has its own owner. There are thousands of people in Jijiabao. The price of not leaving chickens and dogs behind is too high.
However, this may be the rule of this era. It is meaningless to discuss these now. I don't know when the Jijia Fort will be attacked.
Jijiabao is not made of mud, and the leaders on the mountain also have different opinions.
Meng Kai said solemnly: "It's a good time for you to rest during this period. Don't work too hard. Recuperate your body and bones so that we three brothers can do great things!"
With him, Li Yue wouldn't dare to be lazy. The excuse of being injured can only be used once, but not every time.
You still need to be tough to make iron. If you don't know how to kill people these days, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive.
With nothing to do, Li Yue practiced sword skills from memory and found wounded soldiers to practice sparring with.
The so-called martial arts is nothing more than accumulating experience and building strength to adapt to fighting.
Li Yue used the same ferocity he had during the college entrance examination and trained with all his might. If he wanted to survive in this world, risking his life was inevitable.
Subconsciously, there is always a huge sense of insecurity. There are pitfalls everywhere on Black Cloud Mountain, and Meng Kai's strength obviously cannot support his ambitions. Crisis will come at any time.
The original owner of the body had a certain foundation and trained carefully, and he recovered very quickly.
Meng Kai also took great care of him. He sent horse meat and food every other day. He ate well and recovered quickly, and he was much stronger than before.
