New White Snake Asking Immortals

The camp of wounded soldiers not far from the pier.

Many wounded soldiers who can walk on their own or are supported or even carried by others are sent to the wounded soldiers camp, and then there are doctors in robes and coats who treat them according to the priority. The camp is just a camp where many tents are set up, and the location near the gate is large. The tent is the main treatment area.

Thanks to Chunyang Palace's participation in the war, the young and strong soldiers who were used as cannon fodder in the past had doctors who were in charge of treating them, so many of them were able to survive.

Since she didn't dare to let Bai Yujun, who had no medical skills, treat the seriously wounded, she arranged to treat the slightly wounded.

Last night the rebels raided a military camp on an island, and many wounded were sent this morning. The few disciples of Lingxu and the local doctors were rushing back and forth, bloody and screaming everywhere.

Fortunately, there are enough cloth strips and plenty of herbs, thanks to the efforts and money from the rich and powerful families in the southeastern states.

The huge tent was busy, and several people came in with a wounded soldier.

"Doctor... Hurry up and save my brother..."

Four soldiers helped a wounded soldier standing in the big tent and shouted nervously. The wounded soldier who was supported was covered in blood and was still awake. The doctors and doctors were all busy and no one came to help.

"Doctor...doctor...please save my brother..."

The burly man begged with tears all over his face, but the doctors and doctors were too busy treating the seriously wounded.

Just then, a white figure with a ponytail appeared beside him.

"Come on, put him on that table."

Bai Yujun pointed to the table used to heal the wounded, and several strong men and soldiers hurriedly carried the wounded soldier over and put it down, looking at this pretty little girl, wondering if she should trust her medical skills.

"Doctor, I beg you to save our brother, he was hacked several times by those turtle sons..."

Before she could finish speaking, Bai Yujun raised her hand to stop her, and she continued to quarrel, affecting the treatment of the wound.

Then, several soldiers saw that the little girl was treating the wound with a method that she had never seen before, her little hands were busy quickly, and they were not in a hurry to bandage.

First, wrap the injured leg with a rope to prevent excessive blood loss, then wash the wound with water in a bottle to check the location and depth of the knife wound, and find the most seriously injured wound to see if there is any broken blood vessel.

"Fortunately, the blood vessel is not broken. You should be able to save your life. It's up to you how your legs are."

Pour strong wine to clean the wound to prevent infection, pull out a needle from the cuff, thread cotton thread, and stitch the wound stitch by stitch like sewing clothes under the terrified eyes of several soldiers. At the end of the suture, tie a knot and take out scissors from the clothes pocket to cut the cotton thread, sprinkle a layer of wound medicine powder and wrap it with cloth strips.

The two larger wounds were processed in the same way, and the small wounds were directly covered with a layer of powder.

"Okay, take it away, remember to come every afternoon to change the dressing."

"Thank you doctor... thank you doctor..."

With a wave of her hand, Bai Yujun continued to pick up the new wounded for treatment.

In fact, here or in this era, Bai Yujun's treatment methods are extremely high. It is not difficult to learn to do them. As long as you have the knowledge of trauma treatment, you can do it very well. Others just sprinkle a layer of medicine powder on it. It's over, after all, the era and the limitations of consciousness can't make too much.

The matter of Bai Yujun's stitches just now is enough to make many old stubborn old pedants scold, "The body, hair and skin should not be damaged by parents, and the beginning of filial piety is not just a casual saying."

Wash the blood on your hands in the basin next to it. In order to prevent infection, you will wash your hands after each treatment.

Doing this job is very torturous. Facing the smell of blood and meat all day is torture for an 18-meter-long white snake. There is always an uncontrollable urge to eat the wounded in one bite. The smell of blood keeps stimulating yourself With that incomparably keen sense of smell, several times Bai Yujun's eyes turned back to vertical pupils, almost frightening the wounded who didn't die on the battlefield to death.

With continuous training, Bai Yujun's medical skills are getting better and better.

The doctor in charge of managing the wounded barracks is a senior sister Lingxu, she looks to be in her thirties, her name is Xu Yue, she is very skilled in medicine, after seeing Bai Yujun's treatment method, she quickly learned it and made many professional improvements, saving her life More seriously injured.

Several soldiers brought in another wounded soldier with an abdominal wound.

Senior Sister Xu Yue looked at the wound and found that it could not be cured. The stomach was cut and although the intestines were not broken, it was covered with a lot of dust. According to Bai Yujun's words, she would die of infection in a short time. She was very young and did not look twenty years old.

"It can't be saved, let's carry it out."

As soon as the words fell, the old soldier who brought the wounded soldier in plopped and knelt down in front of Xu Yue.

"Doctor...my son is still alive...please save him...he is only seventeen years old..."

Xu Yue shook her head and turned to leave, but the old man grabbed her sleeves.

"I beg the doctor to help... I kowtow to you..."

The old soldier immediately kowtowed desperately, his head hit the ground heavily, the other two soldiers looked sad, and the young wounded soldier lying on the wooden board kept yelling that he didn't want to die, Xu Yue was very helpless, this kind of injury is really hard to save Every day, there are people kneeling in front of them begging themselves to save others, very helpless.

Just about to refuse, she suddenly saw Bai Yujun bandaging a wounded man and washing his hands.

"Yujun, come here."

Bai Yujun nodded, wiped her hands and came up to look at the young man. He was a dark and strong young man with a wound on his abdomen that was covered in mud. It should be caused by a fall in a fight while killing an enemy.

"Can you save him? I have nothing to do."

It's not that monks don't have good healing medicines that can cure them, but the medicines are very precious and there are not many of them. They are reserved for monks who are injured. It is impossible to give them to ordinary soldiers. The world of cultivating immortals is more realistic.

"Please...please..." The old man knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Bai Yujun sighed.

"I'll try, at least give it a chance, he's still young."

The old man was overjoyed when he heard it. In his opinion, as long as these fairies are willing to take action, there is no one who cannot be saved. Bai Yujun raised his hand to stop him when he was about to thank him. There is no time to waste it.

Carefully looking inside the wound, the intestines were covered with dust.

"I'm going to clean him and move it to the back. I'm going to move two jars of wine."

The old man and two other soldiers carried the wounded soldier to another tent at the back. Bai Yujun went to the supply department to get two jars of liquor and a lot of cotton. To be honest, Bai Yujun had never done such a major operation and had no experience. But I can't just watch that young guy die, I can only do my best to obey the destiny, and I can be regarded as a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

The young man hummed.

Bai Yujun directly opened his mouth and poured a few gulps of white wine, which was regarded as anesthesia.

"You guys, hold down his arms and legs and don't move around, or you will die, hold him tight!"

"Ah good!"

The old man stepped forward and held down the young man firmly.

I washed my hands and arms with white wine, took a few deep breaths, and stepped forward...