1004 Free Clinic, the common people under Dongling Mausoleum
After traveling in the sea for five days, the group finally arrived at an isolated island in the sea, where Uncle Nine Emperors' navy was stationed.
After arriving on the island, Uncle Nine Emperors became even busier. Not only did he have to deal with the prisoners, but he also had to meet with the generals on the island to discuss the next plan. After all, Uncle Nine Emperors' last time on the island was not easy, and he doesn't know the next time he comes here.
When is it? If we don’t take the opportunity to win people’s hearts, how long will we have to wait?
Contrary to Uncle Jiuhuang, Feng Qingchen is free. After these few days of treatment, the condition of the wounded soldiers has been well controlled. Feng Qingchen also taught some soldiers to change their dressings. She does not need to do anything.
Do it yourself.
But after leisure, Feng Qingfa did not dare to wander around the island. The island of Jiuhuangshu was not an ordinary desert island, or a place where ordinary people lived. The island of Jiuhuangshu was a military island.
The island adopts military management, and if anything goes wrong, it will be dealt with by military law.
Uncle Nine Emperors had been busy on the island for more than ten days. Feng Qingchen had nothing else to do except go to the wounded barracks. Life on the island was boring and boring. Apart from training, the soldiers only had to eat and sleep.
There were also women on the island, but apart from cleaning and menial work, they were also doing special jobs. Feng Qingchen did not mean to discriminate, but the soldiers arranged by Uncle Nine Emperors did not allow her to have contact with those people at all.
She doesn't have much contact with Feng Qingchen. On this island, if she makes a wrong move, she will be punished by military law. What's more, she is not interested in military prostitutes.
Feng Qingchen was not a squeamish woman who had to be accompanied by others. She knew that Uncle Nine Emperors was very busy, so she found things to do by herself and tried her best to pass the boring days on the island.
On this day, she was sitting in her room preparing medicine when Zuo An suddenly ran over and asked with an indifferent expression: "Feng Qingchen, someone is sick, can you cure him?"
"Cure it if you can." Feng Qingchen stopped what he was doing and said calmly.
"Treat everyone?"
"As long as they are sick, I will treat them." In addition to soldiers, the people on this island are prisoners, and those prisoners are also from Dongling. Uncle Nine Emperors did not treat them harshly, and also sent military doctors to see their injuries.
Zuo An raised his eyebrows in uncertainty: "Really? What about the military prostitute? Can you save her?"
Military prostitute?
The person that Uncle Nine Emperors wouldn’t let her touch?
Feng Qingchen could understand Uncle Jiuhuang's thoughts. After all, no man would like his women to hang out with prostitutes all day long, but she did not discriminate. Those women themselves were not willing, and they were just pitiful people.
Feng Qingchen knew that Zuo'an was not laughing, so he packed up the medicine box: "Zuo'an, I'm here, as long as he is a patient, I will treat him, no matter what he does, do you want to leave now?"
"Let's go." Zuo An was surprised to see that Feng Qingchen didn't show any interest, but he still led Feng Qingchen away.
It seems that Zuo'an was also lucky. He could walk to the military prostitute camp for a short walk, but then he was blocked by a girl crying and shouting. Of course Zuo'an would not care about it with his character, but...
The sick person is a child and he cannot ignore it.
"Sir, girl, please, please save my child." When a woman in green saw Zuo An and Feng Qingchen approaching, she knelt down with a thud and kept kowtowing. Her clothes had already become
It was all gray and looked very miserable.
Zuo An was agile and had already dodged, leaving Feng Qingchen alone in front. Feng Qingchen glared at Zuo An fiercely before helping the young woman up: "Madam, get up quickly, it's important to save people."
"Yes, yes, yes." The woman in green quickly got up, pointed eagerly into the house, and led Feng Qingchen inside.
The sick child was a child of about three years old. He had a high fever, his face was red, and he kept making tiny snoring sounds.
"How long has the child been sick?" Feng Qingchen touched the child's forehead. It was frighteningly hot. Although the child tried not to get an injection, the child would be burned out if the fever did not go down.
After Feng Qingchen asked a few simple questions and received the woman's answers one by one, he began to give medicine to the child.
The child's illness came and went quickly. After lifting a bottle of salt water, the child no longer looked so uncomfortable. The woman in green thanked her very much. If Feng Qingchen hadn't stopped her, her forehead would have been bruised.
Feng Qingchen left the medicine and told the woman to take good care of the child and call her if anything happened. Then he picked up the medicine box and left. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door, he saw a group of women holding their big children and standing timidly at the door.
He looked at her with both expectation and fear in his eyes. Those children didn't look very healthy.
"What are you doing?" Feng Qingchen vaguely guessed, so he simply didn't leave and stood in the center waiting for others to come forward.
"Girl, girl..." The women stood there wanting but also being afraid, and opened their mouths indifferently, while a few older children looked at Feng Qingchen boldly. This situation made Feng Qingchen feel like he was back there for a moment.
African refugee camp.
Alas... Feng Qingchen sighed.
She had always known that the world's medical resources were scarce, but she had never thought that it would be so serious. Looking at the people blocking her way but not daring to speak, Feng Qingchen took the initiative and said: "Go over there and line up, come one by one.
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"Girl, are you willing, are you willing to see a doctor for us?" the women asked with choked voices, cautiously, for fear that they had heard wrongly.
On the island, no doctor is willing to treat people like them.
"I am a doctor." I have no right to choose patients.
"Girl, thank you, thank you. We will never forget your great kindness in our lives. Huzi, stone, hurry up, kowtow to the girl." The women quickly pushed their children forward.
"No, kids, don't let them suffer like this. You go over there and line up. I'll have someone bring a table over." Feng Qingchen stepped forward and helped the children in front of them up, but those children hurriedly
He shrunk and said timidly: "We are dirty."
Feng Qingchen's hand froze in mid-air. Without any embarrassment, he quietly took it back and asked everyone to line up. He turned around and called Zuo An over: "Go, bring me a table and two chairs."
"Why me?" Zuo An muttered dissatisfiedly, but did not refuse.
After the tables and chairs were set up, a simple consultation room was set up. Feng Qingchen sat there and began to examine the women and children one by one.
Zuo An was not idle either. As the other literate person present, Zuo An was responsible for recording everyone's illnesses, writing medicine orders for them, and telling them to keep the medicine orders and use them to receive medicine tomorrow.
There were many patients. Feng Qingchen was busy from morning to night and only saw one third of the patients. It was dark and Feng Qingchen had no way to treat them, so he had to ask others to come back tomorrow. Those who did not wait left silently.
, no noise or dissatisfaction.
Feng Qingchen stood there and watched silently, wondering what it was like.
Is this Dongling in the prosperous age? Is this the peaceful and prosperous age?
Do people in prosperous times just live a life of inconvenient clothing, insufficient food, and incurable diseases?
In Dongling Imperial City, she heard about the prosperous dynasty of Dongling every day, but after leaving the imperial city, she realized that the so-called prosperous age was just an illusion, and the people living at the bottom of Dongling were very miserable.
Dongling is the strongest and richest country in the Kyushu Continent. The people are like this, but what about other places? What about Beiling, which is the most miserable?
Perhaps, it is a blessing for the people that the Nine Emperors Uncle unified the nine states!