Yingbao glanced at the senior brother behind the master again, "Okay, I have a thin knife here, let the senior brother cut carefully, don't hurt the major meridians."
Zhou Hao walked over expressionlessly and asked, "When will it be cut?"
"Go wash your hands first." Ying Bao then said to everyone in the room, "Please all leave."
With so many eyes watching me in the room, it was difficult to take things.
Because her medicines and knives were all kept in the cave, there were some things in the small medicine box, but they were not complete.
Zhou Wuchang led everyone out of the house and asked the old man surnamed Wu to bring an extra oil lamp into the house for lighting.
Afterwards, Zhou Hao washed his hands and went into the house, where he saw his junior sister holding two thin knives and a pair of scissors and roasting them over a candle.
After baking the knives and scissors, Yingbao placed all the items on a clean cotton cloth for later use.
He took a pot of strong liquor and gave the patient a few gulps, then poured the liquor on the injured shoulder.
The injured person twitched and didn't move again.
Yingbao then asked the eldest senior brother to scrape and remove the rotten flesh.
This person was also determined. He just roared a few times and didn't struggle much.
After Zhou Hao cleaned his wound, he saw Junior Sister pour another porcelain bottle of liquor on his shoulder.
"Ah~" the man screamed, and some more liquid was poured into his mouth.
But this time the ** was not wine, but fruit juice with a sweet taste.
Afterwards, Yingbao handed a packet of medicine powder to the eldest brother and asked him to apply the medicine on the man, and then wrapped the patient's entire shoulder with cotton cloth.
After the wound was treated, the patient fell asleep peacefully.
Zhou Hao was already sweating profusely, and his hands were shaking from exhaustion.
It was the first time he had dealt with such a wound, and there seemed to be a string stretched in his mind.
After finally recovering, he almost collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
No wonder the junior sister asked him to scrape the rotten flesh, this is really not a job for a human being.
Yingbao cleaned the knives and scissors, threw a large ball of cotton cloth into the basin, and asked the second senior brother to take it out and throw it away.
This piece of cloth is covered with pus and blood, and it stinks extremely. I really don't want to wash it.
Zhang Min carried the basin out and asked Cuihua where she wanted to pour it.
Cuihua glanced at the cotton cloth in the basin and took it: "Let me do it."
Seeing Cuihua taking over the matter, Zhang Min was happy to have some free time and ran back to the house happily.
The next day, the patient woke up and felt much better.
This made the bearded man very happy, and he thanked Yingbao repeatedly. "Thank you for saving my life, little doctor."
Then he thanked Zhou Wuchang and talked about their military settlement.
It turned out that they were both from a military settlement ten miles away.
After learning that Zhou Wuchang had returned with a young miracle doctor, he immediately sent the captain for treatment in a carriage.
"General, we can't survive in the military settlement anymore. We are exploited by the higher-ups, and the military pay keeps decreasing. We don't even have medicine for our injuries." The bearded man sobbed, "If I weren't a military household, I wouldn't want to do this anymore."
Zhou Wuchang was silent.
Since the previous emperor, the emphasis has been placed on civil officials over military officials. Military generals have been excluded from the entire court and have no real power at all, even those guarding the borders.
Even if foreign enemies attack, if the defending general wants to gather troops to meet the enemy, he must report to the emperor through the military supervisor, and only after the emperor personally issues an order can the border commander dispatch a little bit of troops.
This resulted in the border being frequently invaded by foreign invaders, causing great suffering to the surrounding civilians and soldiers.
Not to mention that the imperial court often defaulted on military pay and food supplies, causing demoralization among the entire military camp.
As a result, the officers, who were not supervised or restrained by anyone, oppressed their subordinates and tried every possible way to make money.
And the only ones who will bear the final consequences are the lower-level soldiers.
Many soldiers don’t get a penny a year, and the food in the army is worse than pig food.
Under such circumstances, many soldiers went out to rob the people of their money, food and property, and murders and robberies occurred frequently.
Once things got out of control, the imperial court would send troops to suppress them and kill a group of generals and soldiers. This made many people resent the imperial court and even collude with foreign countries to massacre villages and border markets.
Amid this chaos, border soldiers had no intention of guarding the border, and foreign nations viewed the Central Plains as something they could easily take over.
Zhou Wuchang saw all of this, but he could do nothing about it.
He encountered the same situation that year. The imperial court withheld the army's food and wages, and the soldiers complained. Several generals under his command were ready to take action, but he later appeased them.
But soon, his parents died one after another, both in accidents, which made him heartbroken and he had to take off his armor and return home to find out the truth.
The investigation actually led to Grand Tutor Xiao, but he could not find any evidence.
Without evidence, the Dali Temple would not file a case.
Feeling disheartened, Zhou Wuchang converted to Taoism and became a wandering Taoist priest.
For some unknown reason, the emperor gave the purple gold dagger hanging from his waist to Zhou Wuchang, and said that he could use this dagger to kill corrupt officials and powerful bullies.
Zhou Wuchang stroked the scabbard dagger. The golden scabbard was inlaid with five-colored gems and there was a golden dragon hovering above.
This long dagger can actually be considered a short knife. When it was unscabbarded, the blade had been sharpened by him and was extremely sharp.
Last month, he used this sharp dagger to cut off Pei Shixian's right hand.
"Master, it's time to eat!" Zhang Min shouted from outside the door.
This morning Cuihua steamed buns, boiled three eggs and made a large pot of rice porridge, which smelled delicious.
Cuihua took the eggs out of the porridge pot, washed them in cold water, cut each into four pieces, and placed them on a plate.
Then take out a large handful of sauerkraut, wash it slightly, cut it into shreds, and put it into a ceramic bowl.
Then she brought the food and rice porridge to the main room and placed them on the big table.
He looked up and saw his sister Cuilan staring at the eggs. He quickly pulled her into the kitchen and scolded her in a low voice: "Those are for the guests! Don't embarrass Dad."
Cuilan pursed her lips in grievance, sat down at the shabby little table, picked up a rough black bun on the table and started to gnaw on it.
Yingbao saw this scene when she walked into the kitchen. The two little sisters were sitting at a small table in the kitchen eating mixed flour steamed buns.
This kind of mixed noodles are made of bran, bean flour and a small amount of flour. Even after fermentation, it is not very soft.
"Why don't you come and eat with us at the big table?" Yingbao asked.
Cuihua smiled and said, "We can just eat something casually. Doctor, go eat quickly, or the porridge will get cold."
Yingbao placed the two big white steamed buns on the table and said, "Eat with us from now on. If you can't bear to part with the grains, mix them with the white flour and steam them together."
Upon hearing this, Cuilan immediately grabbed a steamed bun and took a bite. It was soft, sweet, and had a hint of wheat flour.
"White flour buns are still delicious." Cuilan sighed with satisfaction.
It would be nice if I could eat white flour buns every day.
Cuihua glared at her sister, picked up the other steamed bun and put it into the bamboo cupboard.
Seeing that Cuihua refused to eat, Yingbao had no choice but to turn around and go back to her master.
Sitting at the big table in the main room were Master Zhou Wuchang, the eldest senior brother, the second senior brother, Old Man Wu and his son Wu Yi, as well as Wu Yi's son Wu Xiaodou, and the bearded officer was also among them.
While eating, Mr. Wu chatted with Zhou Wuchang about family matters:
"All the good farmland around here has been taken by the nearby military settlements, but we still have to pay taxes. Alas, our village originally had 30 or 40 households, but now there are only 20 or so left, and the remaining 10 or so have all fled to the south."
"Some even went to foreign countries. They said they would rather raise horses for foreigners than stay here and be exploited by the government and the surrounding military camps, living a hopeless life."
Zaoshu Village is located in a hilly area and originally had few good farmlands. Now only some rocky land remains.
In those fields, not even a single weed can grow, let alone grow crops.
Zhou Wuchang drank the porridge slowly and listened quietly to the old man's complaints.
The imperial court is corrupt and ignores the people living in the border areas. Sooner or later, there will be a big chaos.