Hearing what Mr. Mo said, Zhu Qing couldn't help but be moved: "Thank you sir!"
"Silly girl, how can you and my master and disciple say thank you? This matter is not your business alone, it is something that benefits everyone!" Mr. Mo looked solemn.
"Do you know the origin of that woman that day? If I guessed correctly, they should be related to Princess Yuzhu and the Detachment of Women who are far away at the border! Princess Yuzhu was ordered by the emperor to guard the border and was not allowed to leave the border easily. If it hadn't happened at the border
If something big happens, her troops will definitely not appear in our Jiangnan area!" Mr. Mo's words are almost consistent with what Mr. Liang from the drug store said.
"Sir, will they come to us again in the future? They asked me before about the origin of this suturing technique, and I told them that it was taught by another master of mine. It's just that my master always liked to travel around the world.
I'm afraid I won't be able to find him easily." Zhu Qing was also afraid of encountering a turbulent situation.
As the saying goes, it's better to be a peace dog than a person in troubled times. She finally lived in this different time and space again, but she didn't want to encounter troubled times.
Regarding this time and space, Zhuqing currently has a certain sense of identification with Cuizhu Village, but she really has no sense of involvement in other places.
Therefore, the feelings of family and country are still a bit unfamiliar to her.
"If there is a turmoil at the border and the soldiers are severely injured, we will not be allowed to teach the military doctors this suturing technique. After all, this is a magical skill. If the border soldiers can get such treatment, the casualties will definitely be reduced a lot. Of course, if they find it
Your master, that's another matter." Mr. Mo's words sounded the alarm for Zhu Qing.
It seems that her hope of living a good life in this rural countryside may not last long.
She just wanted to make peace with it as it came. Sure enough, she encountered a problem. What she felt she could do was to try her best to make the world peaceful as soon as possible.
Her "master", Princess Yuzhu, is almost impossible to find. Therefore, there is a high possibility that he will come back to find her.
But she doesn't want to be coerced and kidnapped again. Since she is asked to contribute, she must be given the minimum respect.
After asking for her consent, let her help.
However, if a person wants to gain the respect of others, he must always speak with his strength.
Zhuqing felt that his top priority was to fully demonstrate his strength and increase his reputation and prestige as much as possible.
Developing Ruanjin San with Mr. Mo is one way, and then trying to set up a women's nursing team in Cuizhu Village is also something that needs to be put on the agenda.
When the time comes to go to the border to help, it will definitely be impossible for her to do it alone.
She trained her own medical team and the situation was different.
In addition, large-scale planting of mint, extraction of mint oil, and mass production of chilblain ointment, Ruanjin powder, and medical alcohol must be carried out actively and quickly.
Of course, although it is a bit overwhelming, Zhuqing feels that he still needs to understand the background of the turmoil in Xiabian Pass, whether it is due to internal causes or external troubles. Don't accidentally become cannon fodder, and you don't know how you died.
In modern times, she has read many history books and dynasty dramas. She knows that real wars, coups, and the like are often treacherous, and few people involved in them can escape unscathed.
Therefore, Zhuqing mentioned her idea of cultivating a women's medical rescue team to Mr. Mo.
"Mr. Mo, I want to find some smart and quick girls in our village first, and teach them some common sense of medical rescue. Then they can go to the border with me. That will also give them more strength." Zhu Qing said,
Mr. Mo was stunned.
He was stunned for a long time before he realized: "Isn't this inappropriate? Women are not allowed to enter the military camp. Moreover, girls are often timid and weak. How can they withstand the wind and frost at the border? I think it's okay.
How about I recruit more apprentices with good qualifications and send them there when the time comes. Even you, Qingya, I have never thought of letting you go to the border!"
It is absolutely normal for Mr. Mo to have such a reaction.
In this world, girls are, after all, the vassals of men. Although in Zhu Qing's opinion, the concept of etiquette seems to be less common than what she knows about ancient times, it does not mean that there is none.
When girls show up in public, there are not many of them, let alone when they go to the border to rescue soldiers.
But after Mr. Mo finished speaking, Zhu Qing thought of a response: "Sir, didn't you say that there are Princess Yuzhu's Detachment of Women at the border? If those Detachment of Women are injured, I'm afraid they can't be treated by ordinary doctors accompanying the army, right? And they treat them.
I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to get up, right? Wouldn't it be just right for us to take care of those women's troops?"
"This..." Mr. Mo was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "This can be considered. It's just that the border is far away. If Qing Ya really wants to go, it will be inconvenient for a bunch of girls!"
"Sir, I'll get ready first. If Princess Yuzhu's people find me then, I won't be clueless!" Zhu Qing always likes to prepare for a rainy day.
She then outlined her next plan to Mr. Mo in detail.
The more Mr. Mo listened, the brighter his eyes became. In the end, he nodded repeatedly: "That's right! That's right! You're very worried, Qingya! After you go back, you can quickly organize manpower in your village. We must also be quick to deal with this problem."
A little bit of production was successful!”
Next, Zhuqing told Li Zheng what she had discussed with Mr. Mo, and asked him to go back to the village first and make arrangements for planting mint and other matters.
She stayed with Mr. Mo, who arranged a small independent courtyard for her and hired a maid to take care of her daily life.
After that, Zhuqing spent almost every day in Mr. Mo's medical clinic. It took about seven days before he finally developed the Ruanjin Powder that was immediately popular.
Zhuqing took part of the finished product back to Cuizhu Village, took the prescription herself, and sent it to Liang's Pharmacy, where Mr. Liang would lead people to make it.
Hearing that Zhuqing and Mr. Mo made the Ruanjisan powder for free, Mr. Liang repeatedly called him a great benefactor.
"Girl, I have memorized this recipe. You better keep it and don't let the bad guys get it. Let's use this Ruanjin Powder to deal with the bad guys. If the bad guys get it, they will commit crimes!" Mr. Liang took it.
When he arrived at the Fangzi, he held his breath and looked at it carefully for a quarter of an hour before returning the Fangzi to Zhuqing.
Mr. Liang is also a sincere gentleman. Zhuqing was moved when he heard his reminder. He readily agreed and then tore up the prescription. "Just remember the prescription! I will remember it too.
