Changle suffers from asthma, and this disease is usually caused by genetic factors. I don’t know if it is Li Shimin or Empress Changsun. Doctor Sun’s medicine quickly worked, and the old man was also very tactful. He did not show a very surprised expression when he saw Ning Wen in Princess Changle’s mansion. After prescribing the prescription, he did not explain it to Ning Wen, but to the maids and maids around Changle.

After Doctor Sun finished giving the instructions, Ning Wen thought that it would be better to choose a day than to meet the day, so he simply pulled Doctor Sun to have a good chat.

"I wonder what doctor Sun has to do with trauma first aid? On the battlefield, how to treat minor and serious wounded people and how to distinguish internal and external injuries, please ask Dr. Sun for advice!"

It was not convenient to discuss important matters with Sun Simiao in Changle Mansion, so Ning Wen led Doctor Sun to the office of the cannon camp. This was the second time I went to the cannon camp today. Qin Huaiyu, Du Gou, and Jingye were called to the office by Ning Wen. This was a meeting, and it was also a study for Ning Wen and the others. Jingye picked up the pencil and recorded it very seriously.

"Sun dare not be accused of the word "miracle doctor". Sun has never been to the battlefield. As for how to treat Sun, he really can't say it. Why not ask Commander Ning to explain it so that Sun can prescribe the right medicine."

Ning Wen explained to Doctor Sun one by one what kind of damage he would encounter on the battlefield, and even called soldiers to demonstrate to Doctor Sun one by one. After about an hour, Doctor Sun nodded and said:

"Haha, Sun understands it, but he can't explain it in a while. Why not let Sun go back and think about it carefully and see if the simplest way can be used to treat these external injuries. As for whether the injuries suffered are internal injuries or external injuries, the doctor needs to carefully check it. If it is easy to distinguish, it may endanger the lives of the injured. Sun will think about it again."

Dedicated and quickly recorded, Ning Wen stood up and bowed:

"Please worry about the divine doctor Sun. Ning has a few requests. I hope the divine doctor Sun will refer to it. First, the decoction should be as simple as possible. Second, it is best to make pills. Third, the price is cheap, and fourth, it must be the smallest! Finally, it can be stored for a long time without losing its medicinal properties."

Even if you forget the decoction, it is not convenient to carry. You have to carry herbs along the way and have to make a fire to boil the medicine. This is completely unacceptable. It is necessary to make pills, and it must be small in size, cheap in price, and it is easy to refine on a large scale. As for long-term storage, it is also necessary. It is necessary to store and store it. It cannot be moldy in just a month. Anyway, the shelf life must be factory.

Ning Wen was talking very relaxed. Not only did Doctor Sun be a little stunned, but Qin Huaiyu, Du Gou and Jingye were also stupid. This was not a first aid, it was simply a problem for Sun Simiao. The three of them looked at Ning Wen and turned their heads to look at Sun Simiao, as if they felt that no matter how smart Sun Simiao was, they were afraid that they would not be able to meet Ning Wen's requirements.

Sun Simiao pondered for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Commander Ning's words hit the point. This is the case with the so-called first aid. Prepare the pills in advance, whether it is a knife wound or an arrow wound, on the legs and under the abdomen, in short, those preparations are inseparable from the preparations. The so-called prescription is to combine treatment and recovery into one. On the battlefield, any life-threatening wounds only require first aid for pills, so that they can keep a breath. Haha, I have been practicing medicine for many years, but it is not as important as Commander Ning's words. Sun will copy such immediate medicine and let Shang Pharmaceutical Bureau prepare it. As for the pills, it is simple, just refining them. As for how long the pills can last, Sun is not sure."

After seeing Doctor Sun off, Ning Wen should go back. The three great men didn't know what to do - Piao Tian Wenxue - tossed it to the point. They had to go and see. Seeing that it was getting dark and their stomachs were so hungry that they were rumbling. Ning Wen simply went home first. At this moment, Yu'er and Erya Xiaowen should have been back.

As soon as I was out of the weapon surveillance, I was walking on the road that I could go home, and I heard a greeting from behind.

"Sir, Sir!"

Ning Wen looked back habitually and found that it was Zhangguan Ke. It seemed that this person had something to do with him. Ning Wen tightened the reins of the horse, slammed the horse under him, and raised his front legs unfriendly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Ning Wen's sudden brakes.

"Oh, I disturbed the Lord, Ke was abrupt, abrupt."

Manager Ke also rode a horse, but the horse under his crotch seemed a little thin and seemed to be malnourished. It seemed that Manager Ke's life was really difficult.

"It's okay, why are you so anxious? Could it be the matter of Zuiyue Tower?"

Ning Wen patted the horse's neck and turned his head and asked.

"Yes, Ke came for this matter. I wonder if the Lord Sir was inconvenient to speak?"

Manager Ke got off the horse and led the horse aside. Ning Wen had to get off the horse, and the two stood by the road.

"It's not too late, so Manager Ke said it's important."

Now Ke Liangcai is the shopkeeper hired by Ning Wen, so he doesn't have that much politeness in his words. In short, it's for work. Ning Wen has something to do now, so he doesn't want to listen to Ke Liangcai's long-winded words.

"Yes, Ke has been marching in Zuiyue Tower these days. I don't know when the Lord will send someone to repair it. It's been half a month since I haven't moved yet. I don't know what Lord is going to do?"

Since the last time Manager Ke went to Ningwen Mansion to complain, Ke Liangcai has been working diligently in Zuiyue Tower, wiping it up and down, waiting to choose the time to prepare to start Zuiyue Tower.

"It turns out that this is the matter. Manager Ke doesn't need to worry. Ning has his own plans and asks Manager Ke to continue to guard against theft. As for when the gangsters will reopen, Ning has other plans. Boss Ke has no need to worry. No matter what Zuiyue Tower is called in the future, or what kind of manager he does, it is Manager Ke."

He gave Ke Liangcai a reassurance. He said that Zuiyue Tower would still call Zuiyue Tower or not. Ning Wen planned to rename him and redecorate him. Carpenter Zhao had something to do now, so he sent Manager Ke, and Ning Wen finally returned home.

"It's already this time, so I'm willing to come back. Wipe it, my face is covered with dust!"

Yu'er complained that Yu'er was busy with all the affairs of the family, and Sangou was not here today, so it was normal for him to complain.

"Hehe, the woman is suffering from it, it's for her husband."

Ning Wen smiled, carried Erya on his back, and touched Yu'er's chest. Yu'er was not prepared for a moment, and her face turned red for a long time. She hadn't seen Yu'er's blushing face for a long time. Ning Wen suddenly felt that she had been staying in this family for almost three years, and the feeling of relying on each other became clearer.

"vomit!"

Erya vomited, and she didn't see Erya so uncomfortable in the early stages of her pregnancy. Could it be that something was wrong? Ning Wen quickly helped Erya, intending to let Dr. Xie come over and take a look.

"It's okay, uh!"

Erya said vaguely, pushed Ning Wen away, looked at him resentfully, frowned, and said:

"The smell on my husband is very smelly and smelly!"

Erya couldn't stand it anymore, so she quickly got up and hurried to the door, breathing the fresh air in big mouthfuls. Ning Wen was a little puzzled and pulled his clothes and smelled it. It was broken. He just talked about business with three big-smelling men in the morning. Not only did he smell the smell of smell all morning, but he actually stuck to his clothes. No wonder Erya felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't stand it even if he smelled it himself.

"Oh, it's so stinking, hurry up, Aunt Li, Aunt Li, prepare for water, Lord Sir is going to take a shower!"

Erya leaned closer to smell it, screamed strangely, then pushed Ning Wen away, greeted Aunt Li loudly, pushed Ning Wen, and quickly asked Ning Wen to take a shower.

After washing for half an hour, changing his clothes, he returned to the inner room. Seeing Xiaowen holding the bed and learning to walk, Ning Wen, who was a little whim, found a linen cloth and walked through Xiaowen's armpit. He came out behind Xiaowen. Ning Wen held the linen rope tightly and let Xiaowen wander around. Carpenter Zhao might have something to do. Although the reputation of the walker is not good, it is a completely new invention in the Tang Dynasty. Ning Wen planned to explain it to Master Zhao after having a meal later, and then began to build it, to make more money in the maternity and baby market.

"Yu'er, look, our Xiaowen can walk!"

Xiao Wen took a whim and let go of his hand and walked staggeringly in the house. He was only one year old and would leave. Ning Wen was very satisfied with this situation. He looked at Xiao Wen happily and helped him up from time to time, which made Xiao Wen giggle.

"Oh, Aunt Li, hurry up, Xiao Wen is pulling in her pants."

Yu'er's nose was very sensitive. As soon as she came over, she shook her nose and shouted loudly.

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Chapter completed!