"Who is this old man?" Wu Zheng said blankly at the old man with white hair and beard.
Before the old man opened his mouth, he heard a middle-aged man with a three-beard beard jumped out. He looked like a doctor in a Tsing Yi lapel and fur with a medicine box on his back.
"Little General Pei Lao is a well-known imperial doctor, not only Pei always, I heard that the younger grandfather said that Pei’s family has been imperial palace for generations, and his old man’s medical skills..." The man put up a big thumb, a pair of The appearance of constipation actually did not know what language to use to describe the superb medical skills of this old Pei.
But in Wu Zheng's view, no matter how good this old man's medical skills are, he can still be higher than his master father? His old man is now the head of Yao Wang's family!
"It turned out to be old Pei, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Wu Zheng hurriedly said politely, after all, he is an old man! First of all, it shouldn't be whether this old man is a person who cheats the world and steals his fame. As a junior, he still has to have the etiquette, so that others can say that he has no education.
Pei’s old name, Pei Jingziyuan’s trombone, Yuntai, saw Wu Zheng giving a salute to himself, and the old man touched his beard and smiled: “It’s just a fake name, and it’s just a doctor who says it’s broken.”
The old man talked a little pleasingly, not as annoying as the guys who relied on the old and sold the old.
"Elder Pei, you just said that there is any misunderstanding in the life of the junior Cao Jian?"
Pei Jing pointed to the wounded man and said: "Little General, how can this man be sewn like clothes with a flesh and blood body? This is very wrong!"
"Then how to deal with the old man's meaning?"
Pei Jing took out a packet of powdered medicine from the medicine box he carried and said, "This is the Jinchuang medicine passed down by my Pei family. It has a very good effect on the treatment of Jinchuang."
Wu Zheng glanced at Pei Jing’s medicine bag. If he read it correctly, it would be better to say that it was medicine than a bag of lime. Of course, his family’s own use was definitely not in this way, but no matter what era, people have a common problem. That is, they all believe in a trick to eat fresh all over the sky, so the secret recipe created by oneself is more important than your own life.
What's more, in this era where there is no patent law, if someone steals the secret recipe, you can only watch others make money with your own wisdom, which is unreasonable.
So this old man mixing a pack of good medicine in lime is also very promising. After all, this is something that people have made for several generations. Who wants to give it away like this, and Wu Zheng can’t do it himself. !
"May this medicine cure my brother's injury, Mr. Pei?" Wu Zheng pointed to the wounded man.
Elder Pei didn't pack the tickets immediately, but carefully leaned forward and took a closer look at the wound of the wounded, only to shook his head and sighed: "The wound is too big and it can only be resigned."
"It's up to fate? Old Pei, are you kidding me!"
Old Pei said: "Little general, I know that your family guards your soldiers, but medicine doctors will not die, and when the manpower is poor! The old man can only do his best."
Wu Zheng said: "Don't hide from Elder Pei, the younger generation is 80% sure that he can live."
Pei Jing was taken aback: "80%! What method?"
Wu Zheng picked up the needle and thread in his hand and said, "Sew up the wound! This will promote wound healing and reduce the possibility of wound infection."
"Infected? What is an infection?" Pei Jing said with a puzzled expression.
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Why is this infection... How to say it! You have always seen the wound of Pei Lao who have become suppurated! In other words, the seam of this wound can not only make the wound heal faster, but also effectively reduce the wound. Chance of suppuration. Old Pei, you are always a famous doctor, and you know that once such a big wound becomes suppurative, it is no joke."
Pei Scenic Spot nodded. As a famous doctor, why doesn't he know the harm of this wound? In this era without antibiotics, a sore on the back can kill people, not to mention this large-scale infection. Therefore, on the battlefield of this era, the place where there are really many dead people is not the battlefield, but the wounded camp. Because the infection cannot be effectively contained, the wounded can only be watched to die.
It is also because how often two adults in a wounded battalion can survive, the military doctors in the army can be called famous doctors. If the survival rate reaches 30%, it is God's eye open.
As Ju Wu Zheng knew, this situation also gave birth to another phenomenon, that is, there are a lot of missing arms and short legs in the wounded barracks, just to prevent suppuration... (End of this chapter)