Hu Yuan was very happy to treat the doctor and save the patient. Throughout this day, he cured a patient and made him extremely happy.

Chenyang was always warm, and Hu Yuan opened the door along the first ray of sunshine and closed the door suddenly.

Good, are these people planning to kill themselves?

If you can't cure Wang Bin, will you beheaded by the ring-headed sword?!

Is this group of soldiers so terrible?

There were a large number of soldiers surrounded by the door, anxiously waiting for the news, and there were still many injured soldiers here.

Hu Yuan finally adjusted his mentality, put a smile on his face, pushed open the door again, and faced the soldiers. He had nothing to be afraid of because Wang Bing had woken up.

As long as there is no more suppuration within seven days, there will be nothing serious.

"Doctor Hu, how are Wang Jun doing?" a soldier asked anxiously.

Hu Yuanzhi nodded proudly and said, "Official blessing, this man has been saved."

As soon as the news came out, the soldiers waiting outside seemed to be in a bad mood.

"I really deserve to be Doctor Hu! This can be cured! It's so amazing!"

"You haven't seen the miserable appearance of Wang Jun, covered in blood, look like hell. Tsk, if it were me, I would be in great pain."

"You guy with no eggs, I'm so embarrassed to compete with Wang Jun. Who will give you the courage!"

"There are more than 100 soldiers in the injury camp who are injured. Can you ask Dr. Hu to take a look?"

"Scared, you can't talk nonsense. Doctor Hu is the imperial physician of the official family. How can we, the thief, have the right to see us if we treat us? We cannot do it, we cannot do it."

"The official family in Bianjing Capital is the reincarnation of the King of Hell. The king's army is brave in fighting. The official family has to bypass the life of Wang Jundu. What do you know? The matter of military soldiers depends on whether the official family will spare their lives!"

"It's reasonable, it's reasonable. But Doctor Hu is a close servant of the official family. If you bribe Doctor Hu, you can survive even if you can't say it's right?"

"Don't ghosts all pay for incense? How to bribe? Burn incense?"

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Hu Yuan was originally praised and felt happy. His actions were like a life-long life, which was really great.

But as I listened, the discussions between the soldiers seemed to have changed.

I am not dead yet! I am burning incense to myself?

The official blessing is the catchphrase he has learned recently. He always feels that people who can produce medical notes such as nursing notes must have more classics.

However, he still frowned and thought about the affairs of the injured camp that the soldiers discussed.

He still remembered what he asked himself when he stared at Wang Bing's body that had become hot due to the heat last night.

Can people just leave their fate?

"Come on, come here and show me the wound." Hu Yuan greeted a wounded soldier, wanting to see his wound.

The military soldier took a sudden step back, shook his head desperately, and said, "I'm all minor injuries, so I won't bother Doctor Hu! No more trouble."

Yesterday, a military soldier pressed Wang Bing's body and saw how Hu Yuan treated Wang Bing.

That guy cuts his flesh with a knife and cuts his flesh with a weird stitch. It has been a sensation among the soldiers for a long time, and it is not just a terrifying one!

The feeling of sewing human flesh as a broken sack is really strange. The wound, which is like a centipede, has long been circulated as a magical power of a ghost messenger.

"Come here! Let me see if it becomes purulent, it will kill you! You know!" Hu Yuan was a little angry. He was a doctor. Although he was a prescription skill, he was also a treatment for the disease and save people! He had never been involved with any ghost!

If a patient is disobedient, it will make the doctor very embarrassed.

The soldiers were a little scared. If they didn’t see a doctor, would they have to use their magical powers to kill the injured?

Hu Yuan looked forward timidly for a long time. The wound that was only half a finger deep had not become suppurated and would recover in a few days.

"Where is the wounded barracks? Let me go and see. Wang Jun is already awake. Who can run away and notify Zhong Shuai?"

Hu Yuan was going to go to the wounded barracks to see them. They were all good men fighting for the country, and no coward was allowed.

When Master Zhong saw Hu Yuan, Hu Yuan was cleaning up a wound of a certain injury. Some injured soldiers were sick and had no medicine to use, so they used some Guanyin soil to randomly paste the wound.

The wound that was originally fine was ulcerated and was in danger of life.

Hu Yuan carefully sorted the wound and said to several nearby soldiers, "This kind of wound is less than half a finger, just lick it twice. As long as it doesn't bleed, don't take too much care. If you are muddy, are you afraid you will die slowly?"

"When dealing with injuries, especially when trauma, you must steam the knives, needles and threads, and wash your hands with oxalic acid. Understand?"

Hu Yuan was going to teach a few helpers to help him. Although there were only more than 100 injured barracks, there were too many injuries in the entire Taiyuan City.

There are also countless wounded soldiers from the Zhong family’s military camp.

Teach a few helpers to save yourself from being busy and delay the treatment time.

"Zhongshuai, this is a way to make fine salt. Please help Zhongshuai find some soldiers and prepare some." Hu Yuan reluctantly took out a piece of wrinkled paper.

This is the secret recipe for Hu Jia’s salt.

But if you don’t take it out now, these injuries and diseases under Taiyuan City are probably going to die.

I prepared the salt water in the porcelain bottle myself, and I was already in a difficult position to deal with a Wang Bian.

There is nothing to be a pity, is there anything more important than life?

Take it and take it.

While secretly cursing himself as a prodigal boy, Hu Yuan continued to treat his injuries. In a total of one morning, Hu Yuan retreated from the injured barracks.

He felt that he was quite powerful. Except for the serious injury and he was helpless, his injuries were all improving.

There are still many injured barracks in Taiyuan City, especially in order to break through Wanyan Zonghan's blockade, the Zhongshizhong did not care about military strength, and some armourless soldiers were injured.

Hu Yuan hurriedly ate two bites of food and brought a team of people into the wounded camp.

"This is an injured barracks! It's not a pigpen! Is this broken place so embarrassed to call it an injured barracks? I must report to the official family!"

"What is this? Horse manure or sheep manure? Clean it up quickly! The most important thing about the injured barracks is to be clean! After finally cleaning the wound, staying in this environment, will you still have to ulcerate the pus again?"

"Ventiation! Do you know about ventilation? You lock the door and window, and all the wounded soldiers were suffocated to death!"

"This quilt is so dirty, this cotton is already four years old! It's all bad! Go and change to another bed."

Hu Yuan was nagging and correcting all the wrong practices of the injured barracks. A soldier held a pen in his hand and quickly recorded Hu Yuan's nagging.

This is the order of Master Zhong.

Why is medical skills a prescription technique? Isn’t it caused by selling some so-called pills under the name of a doctor?

When you really meet a capable doctor, especially a servant from the official family, who doesn’t have to try to curry favor with him? There are not many opportunities like this.

Every time you write down one more sentence, you will have an extra chance of survival.

Hu Yuan was curing his illness while talking, and the soldiers remembered it quickly, and this word might be a life.

In every battle, there are the most wounded soldiers and the most difficult to deal with. If you are not careful, you will be the one who is so angry. Such a miracle doctor spares no effort to cure diseases and save people. Every word you say must be kept in mind.

Hu Yuan was busy for several days and nights without stopping, and he treated the wounded soldiers of the entire Taiyuan city.

When he was sleeping soundly, he vaguely felt that a seed in his heart began to take root and sprout.

Practice benevolence and save the people.

It is difficult to know, but difficult to do.

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Chapter completed!