Chapter 611

His behavior, indeed, greatly aroused the courage of the soldiers of the Southern Qi Dynasty. One by one, they roared and rushed to the front of the battlefield of the Northern Wei Dynasty, easily tearing a huge hole in the defensive line of the soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty who fought and retreated.

"Brothers, Wei Jun is defeated. Follow me!"

Xiao Yan was also the first to go to the battlefield, but he was not timid at all. The whole man was completely crazy.

He was so foolish and bold that he didn't care about the opinions of the army generals nearby. He jumped down from the high platform of beating drums and took the lead in charging with a long gun.

"Wow!"

That's great.

Xiao Yan is the future master of the Xiao family in Lanling. He went to battle in person. If the private soldiers behind him don't want to die, they must protect their master's life.

Come on, follow the roar.

The elite soldiers trained among the big families are not comparable to ordinary soldiers on the battlefield.

In addition, the Northern Wei coach was already in doubt. He was even more frightened when he saw that the people opposite were so confident.

The Northern Wei Dynasty, which was three times the number of troops of the other party, was defeated in this way.

For a moment, Xiao Yan killed Xiao Yan on the way back in a hurry.

Looking at the powerful enemy on the opposite side, Xiao Yan, who stood at the front of the team, laughed when he retreated to a castle more than a hundred miles away in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

I have always lived up to expectations in this war. With this record, my position in the family is even stable.

Seeing the wind and smoke rolling, Xiao Yan, who had decided the war, waved the big robe behind him and roared with a heroic momentum: "Nanqi, victory! Victory!"

Behind him, the soldiers responded with a roar: "victory! Victory!"

Although Chen Qingzhi, who was watching the war on the hillside, was far behind, he also regarded the war as complete and soul stirring.

With the victory of the Southern Qi army, the thin schoolboy held his fist tightly in the hillside and under the woods.

At this moment, a seed galloping on the battlefield has been planted, and it will eventually grow into a big tree that can experience wind and rain.

"Gu Zheng! Gu Zheng!"

At this time, it is difficult for Chen Qingzhi to vent his feelings. He just wants to find his friends to share his inner excitement at the moment.

So, when he ran outside the medical tent behind the camp, he saw his companion fighting in the medical tent.

Rao is a brave Chen Qingzhi. At this time, he also takes a cold breath.

Because the momentum in front is high, like the glory of the stars holding the moon, in this small camp behind, it has become the most tragic hell in the world.

Screams, groans, irritable urges, chaotic footsteps of transporting the wounded, anxious curses and roars are mixed into a scene of blood and fire.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Such a sad cry must be because his Tongze and even his closest relatives have encountered an accident.

They lost their lives before they could be cured.

Chaos, irritability, the air is oppressive and breathless.

In such an environment, Gu Zheng, who grew up together since childhood and always had no idea, seemed to be born for the profession of doctor. He calmly carried out every order in an orderly manner according to the requirements of the old military doctor.

"Gu Zheng, get two sackcloth for the assistant on the right of the third row!"

"Gu Zheng! Pass me an iron spoon!"

"Gu Zheng! For external application of golden sore medicine, take three coins, apply it evenly and wrap it up!"

Gu Zheng, Gu Zheng, Gu Zheng.

It seems that his calmness and self-control were also found by the military doctors here, and he was impolitely ordered to help him... Round and round.

However, Gu Zheng can handle every order properly, attentively and accurately.

In such a chaotic environment, he showed a strong and calm character without being affected by anything foreign.

This behavior made Chen Qingzhi, who was uncomfortable with the tragedy of the battlefield for the first time, forget the feeling of nausea and suffocation in his chest.

Instead, he stood outside the tent with admiration on his face and looked at his friends. He was busy and satisfied on his face.

Yes, Gu Zheng is very satisfied now.

This huge contingent of wounded soldiers not only did not bring him any discomfort, but also brought him huge experience.

Knife, gun, halberd, axe, axe, hook and fork. Here, you can find wounds and cases of any shape and condition.

For example, he has been approved to deal with the EXTRADERMAL wounded alone.

Clean the area near the wound with a burning medicinal oil that can make the skin red and hot.

If it is a deep scratch, you need to use tweezers and other tools to clean up the stones and other sundries.

This is the only treatment that can be received by these not too serious wounded.

Saving people is like fighting a fire these days. Disinfection is the roughest step in preparation when life can't be guaranteed.

But now Gu Zheng can clean the wound step by step according to Dr. Xu's rough explanation. On the premise of avoiding secondary infection, he carefully explained all the precautions to these soldiers.

And try to fix the wound with gauze bandage.

Gu Zheng's action is a little astringent, but the speed under his hand is not slow.

In the category with the largest number of personnel dealing with minor injuries, the people in his row are the line with the fastest reduction in the number of people.

"Next!"

After the former soldier with his arms wrapped said thanks, the next soldier automatically sat opposite Gu Zheng.

In this small tent, there was a gap for two people in an instant.

"Where did you get hurt?"

Gu Zheng, who raised his head and picked up tweezers, bamboo pieces and leaky spoons, looked at the soldiers opposite.

When he showed Gu Zheng the wound on his back that had been bonded by blood and water, Gu Zheng knew that this should not be a scar that he, a novice, could deal with.

"Shifu!! there is a wounded man who needs to be sutured! The wound is too big and there is no long-term blood loss, but if it is not treated, it is easy to fester later!"

Hearing Gu Zheng's cry, doctor Xu's hand in front of him stopped.

While the soldiers under his hand were still stunned like the people around him, he stabbed the other party's dislocated arm.

"Yes, you can move gently. You can't carry heavy objects within seven days, argue with others and use force. You can't do stupid work within a month."

"If there is no continuous pain and edema, this small injury is good!"

This hand made the soldier just feel pain, and his treatment was over.

"Oh, good! Thank you, Dr. Xu!"

The old military doctor has been in the army for many years, but he is much more than these recruits.

This time, doctor Xu, who was summoned by Gu Zheng, did not correct Gu Zheng to call him master.

Instead, he walked this way without a good face and scolded, "what are you shouting! What are you shouting!"

"That's what you can do in the post-war emergency. If a doctor in the camp is giving people some precise treatment, but his hands tremble with your roar, it's a small life!"

"Gu Zheng! You should remember! This is a mistake that can never be made again!"

Hearing this, Gu Zheng also returned seriously: "I know, master!"

"Doctor, calm, stable, happy and angry, I will remember!"

Seeing that Gu Zheng sincerely admitted his mistake, doctor Xu here nodded with a better face.

He simply looked at the soldier's back and said to Gu Zheng, "needle and thread. Needle and sickle. I said, you do it!"

What?

That's me?

What speed is this?

What about the medical training manual?

Where does the world have so much time for you to train?

Battlefield medical care, just work.

So Gu Zheng spread out his tools neatly with three points of disbelief, three points of excitement and three points of foolishness and boldness, waiting for doctor Xu's next arrangement.

"Cut the clothes with scissors, soften the wound with hot oil and remove the surrounding sundries."

"Don't I have to teach you again?"

Doctor Xu here just said it. Gu Zheng over there has done it step by step with master's voice.

The two masters and disciples were calm. On the contrary, they were not calm when they were given to the little soldiers who were regarded as experimental personnel.

"Well, Dr. Xu, is he OK? I have a knife wound on my back. I can't hang in the medical tent because of this, can I?"

That's so wrong.

Dr. Xu returned without pity: "no!"

"You said it yourself. Small problems. I'll teach him for a few minutes at most and leave!"

"No!! no!"

Brother, you'd better watch it. I don't say anything in front of you.

After saying this, Dr. Xu didn't talk nonsense with the little soldier. Instead, he said it again after seeing the half foot long wound.

"Cut the skin and tendons around the wound with a needle sickle, clamp the stripped cortex with tweezers, and sew the skin bags on both sides together with a single line approach."

"Remember, the strength of sewing can stick the skin on both sides."

"If there is a missing gap in the middle, do not forcibly adhere. Do it as you like, just to the extent that the rubber band on the surface naturally collapses slightly."

"If you stick it to one place artificially, it will affect the operation of the meridians and blood around and even the whole back, and may cause necrosis of the back muscles."

"Don't take care of the hollow place in the middle. The wound treatment here is just to prevent the infection of valgus muscles and muscles and promote the connection of newly grown granulations and blood vessels."

"Do your best and listen to fate. It's all right!"

With that, Dr. Xu really got up and turned to the hardest hit area where he cut bones, gouged out meat and healed his wounds.

Is it true that it doesn't matter?