Guazhou City is pitifully small. After exiting the narrow city gate of Guazhou, the Sick and Sick Camp is nearby. They didn't walk a few steps and the two of them were already standing at the entrance of the camp.
Fei Yu stopped in surprise. He has lived for such a long time and has seen and heard too much. The sick and wounded camps that follow the army are the same all over the world. They are sloppy and dirty, but why are they so clean here?
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Unlike Ge Zhongxing, who comes from a family with medical skills, Fei Yu is a genuine old doctor.
He has walked on more bridges than Lei Jian has walked, eaten more salt than Lei Jian has eaten rice, and treated many times more people than Lei Jian. Nothing else, he lives a long time
That's all...
In Fei Yu's medical career of nearly fifty years, he has treated tens of thousands of wounded soldiers, rescued countless civilians, and seen countless sick and wounded camps, but this was the first time that he saw
Such a clean and refreshing place.
In the huge sick camp, the filthy garbage everywhere disappeared, revealing the loess ground that had been bounded by lime. The rotten smell that filled the barracks was also much lighter. The cries that should have been endless could no longer be heard, and there were still cheers and laughter.
Come.
"Is this an injury camp?!" Fei Yu was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes: "Did I go to the wrong place?"
In the injury camp.
Fang Jun washed his hands with clean water in the basin, and washed away the pus and blood on his palms when he changed the bandage for the wounded soldier. A civil servant came over, took out the dirty water, poured it out, and replaced it with another basin.
Bring the clean water.
Not only was the water used constantly replaced, but the originally dirty and dirty floors were also cleaned.
"This bandage must be boiled in boiling water before it can be used again." Fang Jun picked up the linen bandage that was thrown on the ground and stained with pus and blood, handed it to another civilian, and loudly reminded everyone in the barracks: "Every time
Bedding, clothing, and bandages must be boiled in boiling water and dried in the sun before they can be used again. This is to keep them on the clothes to prevent epidemic diseases. The barracks must also be cleaned every day.
Otherwise, there will be an epidemic."
"No!" Everyone in the camp, whether it was the doctor, the civilian husband who was helping, or the wounded and sick lying down, all responded in unison, looking at Fang Jun with fiery and admiring eyes.
There is no way, this person's methods are beyond ordinary people's cognition, so amazing...
A long incision where the flesh was curled was sewn up with a needle and thread. The bleeding stopped and the person was saved!
Who dares to dissent?
This is simply a miraculous doctor alive, even more so than the legendary old miraculous medicine king Sun Simiao!
Moreover, once this suturing method is spread among the military, it can be seen that the number of brothers who die from excessive blood loss will be greatly reduced in the future. Who doesn't regard Fang Jun as a god?
The most powerful thing is Jian Chuang’s treatment!
From ancient times to the present, if an arrow cluster is passed into the abdomen, because the arrow cluster contains iron poison, it has never been heard that a person can survive!
But the scout who was hit by an arrow was cut open in the belly with a knife by the Marquis of Xinxiang, and the arrow cluster was completely taken out. Then the wound was cleaned with spirits and sutured, and the scout was still alive three days later!
Not only did he not die, except for being feverish and unconscious on the first day, his energy became better and better day by day, and he actually snatched his life back from the hands of the Lord of Hell!
At this time, Fang Jun not only had a high prestige in the sick and injured camp, but his fame also spread among the armies with the soldiers who came to visit, giving him the nickname "The Enemy of the King of Hell"...
After drying his hands, Fang Jun smiled and walked to the young scout with an arrow in his abdomen and asked, "How do you feel?"
"It just hurts a little, but it's nothing! The little one feels full of energy now, and he can still go into battle to kill the enemy with a knife!"
This scout had a baby face, but his body was as strong as a calf. His physique was so good that otherwise he would have been able to survive a major disembowelment surgery without antibiotics to suppress the wound infection.
Moreover, this kid may look handsome, but in fact he is full of blood and has a fierce spirit that will never admit defeat, which makes him very likable.
"Haha, you can't move around now. If you take good care of your body, you will have plenty of opportunities to kill the enemy!" Fang Jun warned with a smile and asked, "What's your name?"
The scout loudly said: "In reply to the Marquis, the young one calls Xi Junmai!"
"Xi Jun buy it?!"
Fang Jun's mouth twitched and he glanced at the boy: "What a good name, I like you..."
"Thank you, Lord Marquis!" Xi Junmai grinned and couldn't help but be happy.
He had a feeling that the Marquis of Xinxiang seemed to appreciate him very much. He was a very noble man. I wonder if he could have the opportunity to serve as a soldier by his side?
That would be very developed!
There was some hesitation in my heart. Should I wait for Mr. Hou to actively recruit me, or should I take the initiative and deliver it to my door?
What if the Marquis rejects us?
Young Xi Jun was worried about gains and losses, and felt uneasy.
But he didn't know that no matter whether he came to the door on his own initiative or not, Fang Jun would never let him go...
Right here, Ge Zhongxing led Fei Yu in.
Ge Zhongxing hurriedly greeted him and said, "I have met the Marquis!"
Fang Jun smiled and waved his hand: "You guys meet more than a dozen times a day, why do you need to be so invisible? Who is this?"
Ge Zhongxing felt very comfortable. Who said Fang Er was a stick? There are no such easy-to-deal with dudes...
"This is Mr. Fei Yu, a famous doctor in Guazhou."
"Oh?" Fang Jun didn't know why Ge Zhongxing brought an old man here, so he casually handed over his hands: "Fang Jun, I wonder what you do for me, old gentleman?"
Fei Yu glanced at Fang Jun and didn't take it seriously when he heard Ge Zhongxing called "Master Hou". As people live older and see more things, they inevitably become a little arrogant. What's more, he was also in front of Hou Junji just now.
If you rely on your old man and betray him, why should you be afraid of a noble prince?
The old guy stood behind, looking left and right. He liked the clean barracks and the neat environment very much. He thought about asking Ge Zhongxing to call out the famous doctor who could suture wounds to see him.
To see if he was exaggerating, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a wounded soldier.
The old doctor's eyes suddenly widened, he rushed forward, grabbed the wounded soldier's arm, and asked in shock: "Who did this?!"
The wounded soldier was actually nothing special. He had four wounds all over his body, the most serious of which was a stab in the chest, which almost disemboweled him. In addition, his right thigh was pierced by a long arrow. Now there are two wounds.
They have all been treated and bandaged properly.
As for the fracture of his right arm, it was nothing at all. Fang Jun had his broken bone aligned and fixed with a splint. Everything was done according to the regulations of later generations. However, he couldn't find a plaster and couldn't complete all the procedures.
over.
Fei Yu came closer and looked at the splinted arm again and again. Using a splint to fix the fractured injury was not his unique technique, but there were definitely not many people in the world who were proficient in this method. Very few people knew this skill.
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But when Fei Yu looked at the wood used as plywood, he shook his head and criticized: "I only learned superficially, not the real thing!"
Where does Fang Jun know the art of bone-setting?
Even when sewing up the wound, he just said it with his mouth, and it was the doctor in the camp who did the work. The doctor also helped to straighten the broken bones of the wounded soldier's broken hand, and then followed Fang Jun's instructions to use wood to fix the wound.
The plywood is fixed and tied on both sides.
Ge Zhongxing didn't understand what Fei Yu said. He came over to take a look and immediately shouted: "How to use wood? Broken bones should be wrapped with fir bark!"
Fang Jun was completely baffled: "How can a fracture be fixed with fir bark?! There's something wrong with you!"
Use a hard object to fix the fractured edge. This will allow the broken part to grow properly and prevent it from becoming crooked. There is also no need to worry about the broken part breaking again due to movement.
Is this common sense that all primary school students know?
What the hell are you wrapping with fir bark?
Ge Zhongxing was scolded by Fang Jun and felt short of breath. He said weakly: "All the practitioners in the world do this..."
Fang Jun simply couldn't understand. What was the principle behind wrapping broken bones with fir bark?
It was Fei Yu who refuted Ge Zhongxing this time. He sneered out of his nose, "Fir bark is useless! Broken bones have to be bound with willow clamps. Willow is easy to grow hair and can survive when inserted into the ground. It is a good wood.
Suitable for promoting bone healing.”
Eat the brain to replenish the brain, eat the heart to replenish the heart.
There are many taken-for-granted elements in ancient medicine. Qiu Yiwen's idea is based on this principle, because willow trees can survive by cutting. You only need to insert a section of willow branch into the mud, and it will not take long for a small tree to grow.
Come. Seeing this characteristic of the willow tree, I concluded that it has the effect of regeneration and healing.
How does Fang Jun know this? He is completely broken now. The generation gap is too deep...