I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

Heng Mu went to get the medicine for the wound: "Sir, you have been busy all day today. The palace doctor said that your wound is too deep. You need to reapply medicine every half a day for the first three days."

Since my lady is here, why not let her change it?

"The court doctor is here? Then let him in." Song Shiqiu stopped writing when he heard that.

Heng Mu's mouth twitched. He felt that it was not unfair for their master to end up in the current situation. He winked frantically, hoping that his master could understand what he meant.

"Heng Mu, do you have an eye cramp?" Lin Jin looked at Heng Mu with concern.

Heng Mu looked up at the beams in silence. What was wrong with his eyes? It was their master's brain that was wrong. "No, it's that the manor doctor suddenly had an emergency at home and is not in the mansion now."

Now I understand it!

"That means..." Lin Jin seemed to be thinking, "The court doctor can't change the medicine for you, but now is the time to change it."

There was a light in Hengmu's eyes.

It turns out that their wives are smarter.

"Then be careful when changing the bandage for the adult. Don't be clumsy and don't dirty the adult's wound, otherwise it will get infected." Lin Jin felt sorry that there was no iodine here, so she couldn't disinfect Song Shiqiu.

Heng Mu: “…”

Same weight of wood!

"Madam, now that you mention that, I suddenly don't dare to change the medicine for the master. I heard that you should be able to do it, so why don't you do it? If something really happens to the master, it will be too late for us to regret it." Heng Mu followed Lin Jin's words and made a crying face.

If the mountain is not me, then I am the mountain.

"Ah?" Lin Jin looked at Song Shiqiu and hesitated for a moment. "Forget it, I'll do it."

Song Shiqiu was confused after hearing this. He stared at Heng Mu, not missing the smug look in his eyes, and snorted, "Is the doctor not at home?"

"No." Heng Mu said it confidently as if it were the truth.

"Then let's ask for a doctor from outside, or borrow one from my colleagues' houses. There's no need for Madam to do it herself." Song Shiqiu didn't believe that the palace doctor was not there. Even if he was not on this street, the Prime Minister's Mansion was not the only one.

Heng Mu looked at him with a look of "Are you sick, sir?" He had already found an excuse and the madam had agreed, so what was he doing?

You deserve it! You deserve it!

"It's okay, no need to go through so much trouble." Lin Jin felt that since she knew how to do it, she might as well do it. There was no need to go through so much trouble to ask for or borrow it specially.

She took the medicine from Heng Mu's hand and found a problem: "Change it here? The master is injured and can't get wet. How about asking someone to help wipe the body first? Otherwise, do I have to change it again later?"

Song Shiqiu glanced at Heng Mu who was thinking about what to do: "Did you hear it?"

"The hot water has been prepared a long time ago. I asked them to send it to the adults' yard." Heng Mu smiled. How could he not even think of this? He was afraid that Lin Jin would leave directly, so he tried to calm Lin Jin down first.

Lin Jin was reading a book in the courtyard while waiting for Song Shiqiu to finish his bath. When she heard the door open, she looked up and saw Song Shiqiu standing at the door of the bathhouse. Although his clothes were loose, he was still dressed neatly. "Are you done with your bath?"

"Yeah." Song Shiqiu nodded slightly.

"Then let's change the medicine." Lin Jin put down the book, stood up, and followed him into the bedroom.

Lin Jin waited until he took off his coat before she discovered that blood was oozing out of the wound, but she couldn't see it because Song Shiqiu's coat was black: "Why don't you take a rest for a while, sir? Can't these official business be handled tomorrow?"

Maybe it had been bleeding for a long time, and I was not careful when removing the gauze, so it feels like it has split open again.

It was obvious that Song Shiqiu had done this himself. Neither Heng Mu nor anyone else would dare to do this to Song Shiqiu.

"It's just a little blood, it's normal." Song Shiqiu looked down and didn't care much.

Lin Jin finally saw the original appearance of the wound. It was a knife wound that was about the width of an adult's palm. The person holding the knife must have been quite strong, and the wound was one inch deep.

"My lord, you shouldn't have gone out today. They won't blame you for not going to visit the grave when they know you are so injured." Lin Jin felt that the knife wound was like her body. She felt pain just looking at it. How could Song Shiqiu act as if nothing had happened all day?

"It's okay, don't cry." Song Shiqiu reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of Lin Jin's eyes.

Lin Jin pursed her lips. She didn't want to cry. She hadn't cried much in the past twenty years. She didn't know why she kept crying after coming here.

"Don't blame me. This is called pain empathy. Normal people have it. If you don't have it, then you are abnormal."

Lin Jin carefully sprinkled the powder on the wound, which was gradually soaked by blood and tissue fluid. She changed the gauze for Song Shiqiu and said, "My Lord, you should have a good rest these few days and wait until the wound heals."

"It's really nothing, it's not that serious." Song Shiqiu didn't want to make Lin Jin worry, "It just looks a little scary."

Lin Jin paused with her bandaged hand and looked at him intently: "Are you kidding me? Have I never been hurt? If it's always like this, I won't ask you about it in the future."

She wrapped the gauze, tested the tightness to make sure it was okay, and then stood up: "Okay."

Heng Mu heard everything outside the window, and he was a little slow to react until Lin Jin opened the door and came out.

He looked at the two people in disbelief. It was like this and there was still no progress. He first looked at Lin Jin in horror, not understanding how Lin Jin did it. Then he looked at Song Shiqiu. Their adults were really wooden.

It's already this late, and you still don't try to coax him with some sweet words. He, he has already hidden outside, so why is it still useless?

"Sir, Madam, have you changed?" Heng Mu looked at them with a dead heart. They were in the same room, so why didn't they even say a word?

Oh, I did say that, but it has nothing to do with Fengyue.

If this continues, when will the lord and his wife have an heir, and when will the Prime Minister's Mansion have a new master?

"Well, it's just a change of medicine. It won't take much time. Why did you close the door?" Lin Jin had learned bandaging in class. Although the cloth used was different from the modern ones, it was not difficult to apply the knowledge. "Remember not to let adults eat irritating foods these days."

Heng Mu really had nothing to say. It had come to this point and it was still not enough. What else could he do?

Song Shiqiu watched Heng Mu grow up, and had no idea what this kid was planning, so he snorted with a half-smile.

Heng Muxin is very tired. Who is he doing this for? The adults really don't know how to appreciate a good person.

Lin Jin was about to leave, but turned back: "Sir, I made Huaining angry, don't mention me in front of her in the future."

"Hmm? In that case, I'll find another doctor to help you." Song Shiqiu hummed, without asking why the two were arguing. "Didn't you talk about the female doctor yesterday? You had a quarrel with her. We can't just put this aside."

Lin Jin touched her nose, feeling a little embarrassed: "Actually, what I really want to train is a nurse."

Not everyone can study medicine, but there are definitely many suitable candidates for the nursing profession. Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on nursing, and it can achieve twice the result with half the effort when combined with the nursing profession.

"Nurse?" Song Shiqiu was not surprised that Lin Jin would occasionally utter a strange word.

"Yes, nurse." Lin Jin now has the help of the system. She plans to fiddle with the saline solution and alcohol. "You will understand later, but I really need your help, sir."

For things outside the farming system, except for the amount for personal use, the system can only provide her with raw materials and tools, and cannot directly provide finished products. However, this is enough. As long as there is something, she can tinker with it.

After we have worked out all these things, we can train a large number of nurses and pair them with the doctors of this era to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Just tell me if you need anything." Song Shiqiu chuckled.