Chapter 973

"If it doesn't affect me, I have to go to the wounded camp to have a look. If the wound is big, let them sew two stitches for you, otherwise when will the wound heal?" After that, Jiang Pengji said again, "it happened that you asked someone to grind my knife, and the blade was badly rolled -"

Li Yun glanced at the knife his Lord had left on the ground. It was full of stone. No one could use it so easily except his Lord.

However, every time my Lord went to the battlefield, he always took the knife and asked the knife maker to grind it and fix the edge of the blade.

It's not that the quality of the knife is not good. It's clearly that the LORD fought too hard. No matter how good the knife is in her hand, it's also a disposable thing.

"The army has not arrived yet, and the line of the wounded battalion is not enough -"

Li Yun relied on his good health and rapid recovery of his wound. He didn't want to compete with the wounded for lack of medical resources.

"The trauma line is not enough?" Jiang Pengji was surprised.

Li Yun said with a smile, "the injuries are not only our soldiers here, but also the prisoners in Northern Xinjiang. The waste is greater than expected."

Jiang Pengji said, "if the line is not enough, pull out more hair. The wound is not very deep and long, and the hair can make do with it."

Although the hair is very brittle, but two or three rolls together, the toughness and strength is not low, and there is no problem in case of emergency.

A few years ago, with the help of the audience in the live studio, Jiang Pengji sorted out a more comprehensive knowledge of first aid nursing.

In addition, she also consulted with the sitting doctor of maruju medical museum about the possibility of trauma suture.

What she said was——

"People's bodies are the same as clothes. Clothes can be sewn with thread when they are broken. If the wound is too big, why can't you sew with thread?"

The doctor of the medical school is dumb. How can people and clothes be the same?

But who made Jiang Pengji the Lord?

Their salaries are paid by others, and the medical school they work in is also funded by others.

At first, he didn't dare to use it to people. The doctor could only experiment with rabbits or other animals, and even asked the embroiderer for advice on various embroidery techniques.

Facts have proved that after wound suture, the recovery speed is much faster than that without suture, and the probability of suppuration and death are greatly reduced!

The doctors looked for all kinds of sutures suitable for suturing wounds, and gave the surgical suturing technique to the medical soldiers in the women's camp.

We should know that most of the soldiers who died in the war did not die on the battlefield, but died of untimely wound treatment or inflammation and pus.

With relatively sound medical care and wound suture technology, most of the wounded soldiers can survive.

Thanks to this, the women's camp is becoming more and more popular.

If it weren't for the rule that women's camps can retire at the age of 25 and get married, I don't know how many male soldiers want to digest it internally.

Fat and water don't flow into outsiders' fields!

Most of the women who retired early because of injuries were chosen to stay in the army as logistics. The marriage was not a retired male soldier, or a self appointed registered residence who picked a regular and correct captive and became his own master. Whatever it is, it's going well and enviable at present.

"Hair, too?" Li Yun was surprised, "yes, then I'll go to the wounded camp later."

While talking, the sky was completely bright, and the red glow on the horizon was like a pigment.

The audience stayed up all night in the live studio.

Most of them were too sleepy to open their eyes, but when they saw the floating corpses floating on the surface of the water, they were shocked to sleep.

"Send someone to pick up these bodies and bury them. Otherwise, the bodies will enter the mouth of fish and shrimp and pollute the river. It's inconvenient for us to use water."

Jiang Pengji ordered to send someone to fish the corpse.

Just clean up the bodies on one side of the river, and don't worry about the bodies floating to the other side, so as not to be shot into a sieve in the past.

Jiang Pengji's morale rose unprecedentedly with the great victory in the water.

Because Dongqing ate too much in the hands of Beijiang, people were still nervous before the war.

Dongqing lost at home. Can they win when they run to other people's territory?

Facts have proved that they not only won, but also won!

Compared with the jubilation here, the North Camp on the West Bank of Gushui is filled with a heavy and depressed atmosphere.

As a veteran, Wu Liba was severely criticized and scolded by the king in public.

Even harenza, Wu Liba's political enemy, inevitably feels sad when he sees the situation of his sworn enemy.

The king had no brain, but harenza could not watch the other party continue to die.

Wu Liba lost, but the victory or defeat is a routine for soldiers. You can't beat Wu Liba to the bottom because of a defeat, can you?

There are many people in Northern Xinjiang who are good at fighting, but most of them are reckless Wufu, and there are few commanders with real brains.

If Wu Liba is abandoned, Northern Xinjiang will come to an end.

In the past, harenza also thought that a good brain could not be as hard as a fist.

Since the onlooker Sun Wen played with the North Xinjiang Dynasty hall, he changed his consistent persistence.

Wu Liba must not have an accident!

Thinking of this, Harlem Cha took out the column to help Wu Liba to say good words, which attracted people's suspicious eyes.

Aren't harenza and Wu Liba political enemies?

When did they get over it?

The king held fire in his heart, but harenza was the confidant he relied on. He couldn't help but give face to each other.

Simply let Wu Liba take care of the injury, take good care of the injury, and then perform meritorious deeds.

When everyone went down, the king left harenza.

"Can no one in my vast northern Xinjiang replace Wu Liba? Is this old man old?"

The acting king asked harenza that the more this situation, the more he missed Sun Wen.

"If you carry the Tao here, how can you be so arrogant?"

Harenza stood silent on one side. He didn't want to touch each other.

When the acting king had enough vent, harenza said, "acting king, in the view of ministers, Liu Xi won this time."

"What do you mean?"

"If the two armies fight against each other, our army will win a big victory and return. In my humble opinion, this plan of attacking East and West is an excellent plan, but Liu Xi has a large number of advisers. Someone must have seen through general Wu Liba's plan and made targeted precautions and set strict precautions."

In other words, Wu Liba did not lose to Liu Xi, nor did the soldiers in Northern Xinjiang lose to the soft foot shrimp of the Han family. They lost in stratagem!

So, Dai Wang felt much better.

"What should I do?" He said, "is it difficult to let one side cross the river and fight in an array?"

Even if they were willing, Liu Xi would not agree.

They are enemies but not comrades in arms. How can they trust?

Harenza said, "I don't mean that, but now the morale is depressed and there is an urgent need to revitalize the army."

There is no morale. Fight and lay eggs.

Obviously, Dai Wang's ability to focus is a little confused.

On behalf of the king, "if the Tao is still there, why should I be alone?"

Harenza: "

Shit!

That's enough!

Before Dai Wang came up with a way, they heard the horn.

"Where's the horn?"

The loud and fierce horn sounded with a heavy murderous spirit. Listening carefully, it seemed that there was a roaring drum, just like a rainstorm.

Clank horn, sound war drum.