As for Chen Kang's leg injury, although Yi Xiaotian did not understand surgery, judging from the methods that Mr. Chen had previously mentioned, it seemed that they did not know that bone setting technology existed.
"It seems to be a broken bone..."
It didn't take Yi Xiaotian long to figure out what Chen Kang's so-called leg disease was about...
"What...fold?"
Everyone is a little confused. Although the literal meaning is easy to understand, but... when it comes to talking about it, everyone definitely doesn't quite understand how to deal with it.
Yi Xiaotian also knew that in this era, people's understanding of fractures mostly stayed at the so-called injury of muscles and bones - and the treatment of fractures was only at the level of bandaging and fixing with cotton and linen cloth.
It seems that it was not until the Wei and Jin Dynasties that someone discovered that fixing fractured parts with bamboo pieces and other hard objects would make the bones heal faster, but for Yi Xiaotian, he had a better way -
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, your son's leg disease is not that serious. When I write a letter and send it to Yanzhou, I will find a miracle doctor with superb medical skills to come. It won't be long before your son's leg disease can be cured -
—And I assure you, his legs will definitely be able to return to their former healthy levels, and there will definitely be no disability left."
"Mr. Yi! You...you are really my son's savior! Old...Old man, I have nothing to thank you...but...but if you really helped the dog cure his leg disease, the sweaty horse outside the door
There is no use for me to keep the old BMW guy, so just take him away with you!"
Both Chen Kang and his father, Mr. Chen, were very excited after hearing Yi Xiaotian's comfort. Mr. Chen had been excited several times today, and it could be seen that he was really happy.
However, Yi Xiaotian would definitely not want the other party's horse, but... knowing that the other party would never receive their favor in vain, Yi Xiaotian smiled and replied:
"You don't have to do this... Come to think of it, I haven't told you, Mr., what exactly is the gadget I want to use on the horse. If you are interested, why don't you come and take a look?"
With that said, Yi Xiaotian left the room first.
——
"Today, old man, I am listening...Mr. Yi, you seem to know something about raising horses?"
Looking at Yi Xiaotian taking a semicircular object from Ma Jun's hand, although he was a little confused, because he was happy today, he actually didn't mind what Yi Xiaotian did to his precious horse.
Xiaotian was gesticulating back and forth, and Mr. Chen suddenly remembered some of the words Yi Xiaotian said when he was trying to excuse himself today, so he asked.
As a result, Yi Xiaotian shrugged and said modestly:
"Although I only know a little bit about raising horses, I am still much better than the common people who only watch the excitement during the day -"
Recalling that Mr. Chen had tried every possible means to obstruct his competition with the manager of the Li family during the day, Yi Xiaotian felt that it was necessary to explain to the other party, which made Mr. Chen feel that he was in trouble.
"First of all, I believe in Mr. Chen's character, and I can also see that this horse should actually be a hybrid of a sweaty horse that has been bred for many generations - Mr. Chen, you are not willing to interact with that horse during the day.
The reason why another purebred sweat-blooded BMW races is also because of this, right?"
"As expected...Old man, I misunderstood you when I first met Mr. Yi. Now that I think about it, Mr. Yi really knows horses."
To be honest, it is really rare to find a young man who knows how to raise horses. Now that he heard Yi Xiaotian's explanation, Mr. Chen felt very proud.
"That's natural - the sweaty BMW has always been famous for its speed, and the pure-blooded ones can run even faster... But no matter what, this sweaty BMW is actually just a breed of horse raised by people in the Western Regions to watch. Really?
To adapt to the diverse topography of my big man, it must be inevitable to improve the bloodline."
Mr. Chen nodded his head, looking at Yi Xiaotian gently patting the horse's neck, stars almost appeared in his eyes.
Really, sometimes finding a like-minded person is even more difficult than reaching the sky.
Where can I find a true friend at the end of the world? The allusion of mountains and flowing water is by no means a fabrication.
It's just that Ma Jun, Zhen Luo and Huang Yueying don't quite understand what Yi Xiaotian said.
"Sir... what does improved bloodline... mean?"
Huang Yueying looked at Yi Xiaotian with big watery eyes, full of curiosity. Yi Xiaotian rubbed Huang Yueying's head and explained to the laymen around him:
"To give a simple example, as you heard on the street today, Mr. Chen's sweaty horse was labeled as a workhorse. That's because the horse's body shape does have some similarities to that workhorse.
——The Sweat Horse is tall and mighty, but it can’t hold any flesh on its body. Therefore, standing next to the pack horse will make the pack horse appear short and stocky, while the Sweat Horse will look tall, thin and strong——”
"But the difference in appearance is still superficial. To put it simply, you should understand why the Wuhuan people in the north cannot easily launch wars every winter? It just happens that in autumn, they mostly go south to plunder.
Some border towns in the north?”
Everyone shook their heads, but it was Mr. Chen who answered:
"The autumn is high and the horse is fat..."
"good!"
Yi Xiaotian smiled and nodded at Mr. Chen. Both of them seemed to see the overlapping lightning in each other's eyes - this was a call from an expert.
"Autumn is high and horses are fat. Have you ever seen horses on the battlefield that are as tall and thin as the sweaty horses? Which war horse is not fat and strong, so it can drag hundreds of kilograms of soldiers and armor all day and night?
Traveling a thousand miles?"
"The meat on a horse is an ugly symbol in the eyes of ordinary people, but for a war horse, it is the most precious strength - the more meat, the longer it can move without supplies -
In short, it means good endurance."
"There are stables in many places. Unless it's time for war, the stablemen there will do a very important thing besides raising horses. Do you know what it is?"
"Could it be the improved bloodline sir mentioned?"
Yi Xiaotian asked, and now, the confused Zhen Luo finally answered the question.
"Not bad! Luo'er, it seems you understand somewhat!"
Zhen Luo was praised, with a look of pride on her little face, and Mr. Chen on the side naturally listened with interest - if nothing else, listening to someone who knows how to speak makes you feel comfortable!
"Think about it, what is the most suitable bloodline for a war horse?"
"It's nothing more than speed, endurance, and the ability to adapt to various environments, right?"
"Under such circumstances, what those horse herders have to do is to use horse breeds with good speed and good endurance. After repeated experiments, they will eventually produce horses with both advantages - this way
Only a horse can support the ever-changing and powerful strategies in the war——"
"And Mr. Chen, Xiangbi, after getting that original bloody horse, over the years, he should have developed what he considers to be the best horse breed - am I right? Mr. Chen
?”
After hearing Yi Xiaotian's last words, Mr. Chen took a deep breath, and then nodded heavily.
This... is what Mr. Chen has wanted to hear most all these years - because this is the true recognition of him.
