"That's right, that's it! People will say in the future that the first medical suit of the Ming military doctor was made in Yangon!"

Cheng Hongyuan was wearing beige cotton cloth to sew clothes, with a collar on the right side of the collar, a tie on the sleeve, a foot below the waist, and a calves wrapped around his calves, wearing a headscarf, a cotton mask, and cloth gloves.

A wide-pack belt, a waist bag, a backpack, and a waist bag are equipped with several medicine bottles and three small scabbards. They are three standard military gold trauma scalpels. The backpack is equipped with simple bandages made of breathable cotton cloth, clean hand towels, surgical aprons, and various drugs and surgical tools.

Both sleeves of helper belts are dyed with red cloth, and ink is used to write the doctor. A square cloth is sewn on the chest, indicating the woven fabric and indicating the identity.

The old doctor was uncomfortable when he changed into a new outfit, and was full of bitterness and grudges. He asked Chen Mu: "Master, is this propriety possible?"

"Okay, it's too good." Chen Mu was very satisfied and said: "The so-called etiquette system is the etiquette system and specific regulations. To make people know the system, we must first distinguish from the etiquette. Although the military doctors before had skills, they looked no different from ordinary people. Now, they are so mentally neat. The key is to be clean, and clean can prevent diseases before they happen."

"You have read the specific regulations of the military doctor. Go back and see if there is any shortcomings. Add them and report them to me. If there is no problem, send someone to copy them. Then issue the doctors and set them as the military's regulations." Chen Mu said to Cheng Hongyuan: "Don't think that these clothes are too tight. Only by covering them tightly can you prevent mosquito bites. On the battlefield, you are the life-saving benefactors of the flag army. You must be more conspicuous... What are the things you feel uncomfortable?"

Seeing Chen Mu's complacent look, Cheng Hongyuan didn't want to care much about him. He just raised his hands with white gloves and said, "It's okay to have anything else. This glove is just surgery, and it's a fear of affecting the activity."

"I have also considered the disinfection that the commander said, "Why don't wear it normally? I will wear it until it is used, otherwise it will be dirty. It is probably worse to give the flag army surgery at that time, so it's better not to wear it."

"Yes!" Chen Mu nodded one after another, walked happily in the handsome tent, and then said: "That's it. If you don't wear it normally, wash it and keep it properly. Then take it out and wear it when you use it - since there is no problem with this outfit, I will order the surrogate and the flag army to isolate it, how about?"

"It's time for the coach to take medicine."

As Chen Mu was just talking, Cheng Hongyuan handed over the wine soup and pills.

Cheng Hongyuan and his apprentices made the newly sent herbs from Malacca. Because this malaria pill is short, he has to take it all the time. Sometimes he has to drink a little wine to absorb the medicine to make it use of the medicine, which makes him very annoyed. He doesn't even know if he is suffering from malaria, but he still has to take the medicine.

After drinking the pills, Cheng Hongyuan said: "The herbs were delivered in time, and most of the flag soldiers saved their lives. Three isolation barracks were prepared to remove insects. The infection that Chen Shuai said was also cured, but it would take at least seven days to cure. Since yesterday, the flag soldiers used medicine, and no one committed suicide for the whole day and night."

Since the outbreak of malaria in the army, it has been isolated in the first few days and has not been prevented in time, causing malaria to spread indiscriminately in the army. By the time it was discovered that nearly a thousand people had been infected, with high cold and high fever, and then the diseased barracks were isolated. In just ten days, nearly 300 flag troops of various types of diseased under his command had died.

It was almost time to catch up with the total of the flag army he and Mo Jingdian had fought for several months.

First, the medicine was not delivered, and someone had a fever and burned his brain, which made him go crazy; then someone had cramps when he was sick, and he was furious and screamed to death.

Panic was not only spread in the isolation barracks, but also in the healthy flag troops in the three camps. Various rumors were flying everywhere, and they also said that they killed too many people and were retribution. Some said that they were plagued by bad luck, and even said that they cursed them. Therefore, rumors spreading disturbed the morale of the army and were killed by military law.

Those who are not sick are afraid of being like this, let alone those who are already sick. Some people escaped from the isolation camp, and some people took advantage of the battle and took advantage of Yeli camp. They were all killed by the patrol sentries.

There were also people who simply committed suicide in the isolation camp. Two days before the herbs were delivered, the people were still fine in the evening. In the morning, the flag army went to deliver food. Either someone hung his head in this barracks or someone secretly wiped his neck in that barracks. At most, twenty-three people died because of this one day.

The medicines in the baggage were not effective for those two days. If the medical prescriptions were correct, Chen Mu would pour them into his stomach. The emotions of the flag army also affected him, and he was also afraid that he would suffer from such a disease.

After sucking, he covered himself tightly into the isolation camp, encouraged the sick flag soldiers one by one, and told them that they would definitely save everyone and told them not to violate military laws and never commit suicide.

In fact, there were only more than 30 flag troops that malaria really killed, and more were fear and despair. Those flag troops who were in despair and furious and even were unconscious would even face the sword of the great commander who led them to fight. If Du Song had not led his personal soldiers to protect them properly, Chen Mu would have died at the hands of his soldiers several times.

Without medicine, he can do nothing except those without a slight guarantee of practical effects.

But even so, he still had to go to the isolation barracks and go there five times. That was the only way for him to save more of his subordinates before the herbs were delivered.

It was not until the herbs were delivered and the first batch of pills were sent to the isolation camp. Some people improved due to treatment, so they completely stabilized the mood of the sick flag army. It was not that the medicine could absolutely cure each flag army, but at least they could see some hope. Cheng Hongyuan gave Chen Mu a solid foundation. Even if there were enough medicine, at least one of the flag army could not be rescued.

But this was enough to make Chen Mu feel relieved, as long as there is hope.

After drinking the medicine, Chen Mu sighed long and said to Cheng Hongyuan: "This time, the way to treat malaria is isolated from the flag army must be passed on. It will not only be passed on to the army, but also sent back to the country - this is malaria transmitted through mosquitoes, and we will encounter real plague in the future."

Smallpox sent to the Americas by Europeans and the plague that will break out in the Central Plains in the future are all more terrifying than malaria.

But in this small-scale malaria outbreak, there are many things worth seeing from the small, such as curbing the spread of fear, isolating patients, cutting off the source of the disease, and delivering symptomatic drugs and food in a timely manner. If there is a problem at any step, this small-scale malaria will evolve into a large-scale malaria transmission.

If they retreat at this time, they are more likely to bring malaria back to Nanyang and Guangzhou, and then further expand the patients.

"Save the flag army as much as possible. They have been in the army for several years, not for the sake of dying at the hands of malaria. I need them to live, and their families need them to live."

Just as Chen Mu got up and walked out of the tent, shouting Du Song and other servants to prepare to enter the quarantine camp again, he received a war report from the sea, which melted the sorrow between Chen Mu's eyebrows like a strong liquor and medicine.
Chapter completed!