When Xia Chu received Bingwen's souvenir, it was at dusk on the twelfth day of Xu Shi, and he had just returned from the training ground.
Now, every morning and afternoon, when the soldiers' training is about to end, he goes around the training ground and sees anyone who needs treatment there.
For the first two days, no one paid any attention to him. They all thought he was a young boy and looked down upon him. I would rather wait with the other two old men in line than go to him for direct treatment.
Until yesterday evening, two people carrying a stretcher came to the tent to look for him. They said that a captain who was patrolling the mountain accidentally fell from the back mountain and fell unconscious. I took it to the two old doctors and they both said it was poisoned and they couldn't cure it, and asked them to express their condolences. They had no choice but to carry it to Xia Chu and treat the dead horse as a living horse.
Xia Chu asked the two of them to carry the person into the tent. These two people should have a good relationship with the poisoned person. Their eyes were bloodshot and their faces were filled with concern. They all bowed to him and begged Dr. Yi to save his life.
Xia Chu asked them to go out and wait, and then started to check. The injuries were not serious, they were just scratches, probably caused by the fall. The right arm was dislocated, which may have been caused by grabbing a branch when falling.
Xia Chu first connected his right arm with a "click", then found some scratches on his palm, which was faintly green and black. He took out the detoxifying wound ointment from the package and applied it to him, and applied the military's golden sore medicine to the remaining scratches on his body. Two quarters of an hour later, the color of the scratches on his hand gradually became closer to normal.
Xia Chu checked his pulse and found that the pulse was disordered, which was still a sign of poisoning. The high fever had not gone away, and his face was still high. Xia Chu let out a sigh, rolled his eyelids and turned gray, then opened his mouth, dipped a silver spoon in some saliva to do a toxicity test, and the saliva gradually turned into gray foam.
Xia Chu curled his lips and took a detoxification pill for him to take. This detoxification pill is really a waste to cure a small poison like him who accidentally ate the poisonous fruit.
It's just that Xia Chu didn't bother to go to the mountains to find out what kind of poisonous fruit he accidentally ate. He had to prepare a decoction when he came back.
This kid probably doesn't know that he has already spent twenty thousand taels of medicine simply by lying here. A detoxifying pill and a bottle of detoxifying ointment.
Xia Chu fed him another sip of water and said to himself: "You are also lucky to meet me like the guy inside."
The breath from behind the screen became heavier.
About a quarter of an hour later, the temperature on his body dropped. Xia Chu checked his lower pulse again, and the pulse condition had returned to normal.
Then he called two people outside to come in.
The two people looked at Xia Chu with ashen faces and did not dare to ask.
Xia Chu pointed to the person lying down and said, "Carry him away."
The two of them were stunned for a moment, although they were mentally prepared. But when Xia Chu said it, the pain welling up in his chest was still uncontrollable, and they hugged each other and cried.
"Hello? Hello! What are you yelling at? He's not dead." Xia Chu held his forehead.
"Isn't he about to die? You asked us to carry him away and die. There are no doctors in the army anymore."
After one of them finished speaking, the other cried even more miserably. The two glanced at their lying brother and started crying again.
"No, you're going to have to rely on me if you don't carry him away after he's cured?" Xia Chu said angrily.
"You're almost dead and you're still urging us to cure him... Huh? Huh??" One person was crying and complaining. Suddenly he realized what he was doing. He looked at Xia Chu with wide eyes and asked, "Has it been cured?"
Xia Chu nodded.
"That's great?" Another person confirmed again in disbelief.
Xia Chu nodded and scolded: "Can you lift me? There are still patients inside me. I haven't eaten yet. Can I take a quick break?"
The two looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
One of them touched his forehead and shouted happily: "It's true, the fever is gone."
The other man also smiled happily after hearing this, kicked the person who had just called out again, and asked Xia Chu in a low voice: "Doctor Yi, they all said it was not cured, how come you cured it in less than an hour?"
"He accidentally ate a poisonous fruit from the mountain and grabbed a poisonous tree when he fell. The two poisons were mixed together in his body, so the two doctors didn't know the cause or how to solve it."
"Wow, Doctor Yi is really amazing."
"Yeah, yeah, that's awesome."
"Okay, stop flattering him, carry him back quickly and feed him some porridge. He should wake up within two days."
"Yes, thank you, Doctor Yi. My name is Shan Xiangpeng."
"My name is Yan Jianghong." The other one quickly introduced himself.
"The one lying down is called Deng Qizhong. The three of us joined the same army. We have killed people together and been knifed together. We are all brothers. If you save Deng Qizhong, even if you save the three of us, you can talk to us if anything happens in the future. ." Shan Xiangpeng patted his chest and said.
Xia Chu looked helplessly at the excited two people and nodded.
"Hurry and take it away..."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, doctor."
Overnight, Doctor Yi's rejuvenating medical skills spread among the army. The two old doctors, who were respected in the army, became the stepping stones for Xia Chu's status in the hearts of the soldiers the next day.
When I went to the training ground at the beginning of the summer today, everyone who met him politely called him "Doctor Yi". No one called him "boy" anymore and asked him if he could do it.
When Xia Chu returned to the tent, Bian Ding, who had been hiding inside for a long time, came out and handed the letter to him.
After reading it, Xia Chu asked him: "Why did you come in?"
They had made an agreement before that if Bian Ding had any news from the army to Xia Chu, they would alert him with an eagle cry.
"I saw you were coming back soon, so I came in early and waited for you." Bian Ding replied.
Xia Chu looked at him suspiciously.
"I, I want to come in and see how the master is doing." Bian Ding's face turned red.
"Master?" Xia Chu poked his head back and glanced behind the screen. He was now wearing only a pair of obscene pants and had blisters all over his body, and raised his eyebrows.
The man looked at Xia Chu calmly. In the past four days, it didn't matter whether he was calm or not. Well, he is calm now...
"Master, that master seems to be unable to speak?" Bian Ding asked worriedly.
"His throat was burned by the smoke. It will get better after a while." Xia Chu curled his lips.
"Look at the blisters all over his body. Even if it's all over his body, will his face be disfigured in the future?"
"Are you attracted to him?" Xia Chu teased.
The person behind the screen coughed.
Bian Ding said anxiously: "Master, what are you talking about? I, I just admire him!"
"No, don't worry. Within a month, I guarantee that his skin will be smooth and his voice will be as good as ever."
"Really?" Bian Ding said happily.
Xia Chu nodded.
"And I'll still beat you up the same way!"
Bian Ding's originally smiling face was stabbed in the heart by Xia Chu's words, and his expression suddenly turned extremely ugly. He has always been the top among the secret guards in the capital, okay! !
Bian Ding didn't dare to refute with words. He couldn't refute it no matter what he said. What the young master said was the truth! ! He could only bow muffledly, and disappeared with a "whoosh"...
<(￣︶￣)↗Congratulations to Bian for choosing an idol~
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