The carriage slowly drove out of the gate of the capital.

After crossing the moat, he headed towards the small road to the south, and finally stopped in front of a tea stand. Scattered sheds had been set up in the corner. A few young or old doctors seemed to be ready, but they were puzzled. He looked at the abrupt carriage.

Xia Bai'an got off the carriage, and a faint rotten smell entered his nostrils.

It wasn't thick, but it still made her frown deeply.

She jumped out of the carriage and sat down in a small shed in the middle. The shed above her head was made of grass, wood and oiled paper. Even if it rained suddenly in the middle, it didn't matter. Most stayed on hillsides and in the woods.

The clothes were ragged, and the crying of children and the shouting of adults came from time to time.

Xia Bai'an sat down calmly, and Qi Ming stepped forward: "Does Doctor Xia need anything else?"

"A soldier who can understand the dialect is needed."

Xia Bai'an ordered in a low voice, and took out all the things that had been prepared in the medicine box. Her eyes scanned the surrounding mountains and forests, and her fingertips brushed the ends of her hair. little noise.

The soil is soft and not that wet except for the rain.

The air is relatively fresh, and the mountains and forests are all common shrubs. There should be some simple hemostatic medicinal materials and some edible mushrooms in them. Fruit trees should also grow normally.

She briefly inspected the surrounding environment, while tidying up all kinds of scissors and tweezers in the medicine box.

Qi Ming saw that the other doctors didn't have these at hand, and was surprised: "The soldiers have already gone to find them for you, but these scissors are..."

"Refugees with traumatic rotting flesh on their bodies, send them to me first, and let them bring wooden sticks and prepare to bite."

"In addition, the elderly and children are seriously ill, so they are sent first. I would like to ask Mr. Qi to help you select one or two."

"Besides, the wounded often need to eat something. If Mr. Qi can make out a big pot and send someone to the forest to get some wild fruits and mushrooms back, I can help identify whether they are poisonous. After screening, I can make soup for them. It’s good to make up for it a little bit.”

Xia Bai'an spoke softly, every word seemed to be counted out of time, and they popped out of her mouth one by one with ease, and she didn't stop holding the gauze and rice wine for disinfection one by one. take it out.

After tidying up everything, she unloaded the pearl hairpin and handed it to Qi Ming, and quickly tied up her hair with a cloth belt: "Use these to exchange for some rice noodles, the injury is cured, and you can't even eat or drink." It’s too bad, if you can save a little bit, let’s talk about it.”

The doctors next to him all withdrew their searching gazes.

Only an elderly doctor in the corner sneered coldly: "Pretending to be a show, do you really think that a small favor will make the prime minister remember you?"

Xia Bai'an didn't answer, but nodded slightly to the soldiers in front, signaling that he was ready.

Only then did the soldier nod, and follow her instructions to select a few people to deliver.

After all, Xia Bai'an was different from the other doctors who were sent here. The other doctors were more or less interested in the real money given by the Prime Minister's Mansion, or because of their fame.

Only Xia Bai'an was personally invited by the prime minister, even a young girl, they were determined not to neglect her, and they responded to her every request.

The doctor next to him didn't wait for a reply, and sneered again and again: "I can do it too. Hmph, I'm not very old, but I've learned a lot in pretending, and I'm even a woman, and I'm not afraid of being contaminated with refugees. No one will dare to marry in the future."

"Doctor Wang." Qi Ming coughed a few times, then looked away coldly.

Doctor Wang fell silent.

Immediately, many refugees were brought over one by one, and the rest were screened and lined up in front of different sheds.

Xia Bai'an was the first to diagnose and treat a tall and burly man. His arm seemed to have been cut open by a stone. It hadn't been treated for a long time. There was already a rotten smell from the flesh. He even bit the wood on his own. , He hesitated and asked Xia Bai'an: "Can I keep my hand?"

"Yes, it just takes a little longer to recover. But you should be able to find some herbs to stop bleeding in this mountain. I will explain them one by one later, and let your family find them for you. You can wrap them in clean cloth for a few days, and you will be able to stop bleeding." thing."

After Xia Bai'an finished speaking, his hands were quick and fast.

The soldiers next to her watched helplessly as she cut off all the rotten meat like a butcher cutting meat. The deep meat was dug out directly. The eyes of the man in pain turned white, but Xia Bai'an's hand was still firm. Dang, his eyes didn't change, he only said a word when others couldn't hold on.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon."

The voice was not particularly gentle, but it had a soothing magic power, causing the man to nod slightly, but he did not fall down, nor did he pull his hand away.

When the thing is over, the man still wants to say two words of thanks.

However, Xia Bai'an finished describing the appearance of the herbal medicine step by step, and slightly raised his hand to him: "My lord, you can leave now, next one."

Without looking back, Xia Bai'an simply cleaned up the dirty blood in his hands, put the greased paper on the table into another basin of water, took a new one, and used it repeatedly to avoid cross-infection.

The man was slightly stunned, and only thanked in a low voice, leaving it to the next person.

Most of the other doctors only help with pulse diagnosis and prescribing prescriptions, and help with simple treatment from time to time, but Xia Bai'an's progress is slow.

There are not a few people who have injured their limbs, but children and the elderly are seriously infected, and there is no place to recuperate well here. Xia Bai'an can only take the next best thing, temporarily solve the source of infection, and then tell them how to take care of it and how to find the source of the disease in the mountains and forests. Herbal autonomy.

Besides, she couldn't help much.

When the sun was at its peak, the other doctors wiped the sweat off their faces one after another, and temporarily stopped drinking water.

The three of them gathered together, looking at Xia Bai'an who was still treating the child with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Who can she pretend to be so noble? A woman should honestly have children at home and come here to compete with us for jobs."

"Who knows, and the Prime Minister only asked us to see a doctor, but he didn't ask us to treat the wounds. His hands were covered with blood, but it was just for some low-life refugees. It's not worth it."

When Dr. Wang heard this, he also smiled: "Who knows, maybe he is going to please the prime minister and become a concubine in the prime minister's mansion."

His voice is quite loud.

Xia Bai'an heard it clearly, and slowly gave the child an injection to remove the congestion in the chest cavity, and gave the child two more pills, then she simply washed her hands, and looked back at Doctor Wang: "I used to be just a neighbor My granny has a long tongue, but I never thought that among those who practice medicine to help the world, there are not only those with long tongues, but also those with dark hearts."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like