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Chapter 329 Zhang Ji's suggestion

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Liu Jing was surprised. He only cared for the recruitment, but forgot about Cai Jin. He hurriedly asked: "Where is General Cai now?"

"Already in the cabin."

Liu Jing turned around and walked towards the cabin. Cai Jin was the only person in the Cai family who was close to him and an important chess in his hand. In Liu Jing's plan, Cai Jin would be the future leader of the Cai family.

The key reason why Cai Yan can become the head of the Cai family and become the governor of Xiangyang is because of his son Cai Jin.

After Liu Jing occupied Xiangyang, many generals, including Liu Hu, also believed that there was no need to be so tolerant of the Cai family. They could use Cai Mao as an excuse to confiscate the Cai family's land directly. Why do you have to make any transactions with them?

Of course, destroying the Cai family is indeed easy for him, but the problem is that if Liu Jing just wants to stay in Jingzhou, it would be fine. But if he wants to go to Hanzhong, Bashu, Central Plains and Guanzhong, then who would support him, Liu Jing's destruction of the Cai family would be equivalent to destroying his reputation.

Furthermore, Cai Mao was just loyal to the orthodox court, so what excuse did he have to say that he was rebellious?

It is precisely because we need to consider the long-term that Liu Jing can only use power to pull the Cai family to his side, so at this time, Cai Jin must not have any trouble.

Liu Jing quickly walked into a cabin. The lights were on. Cai Jin was lying on a bed, his eyes were closed, his upper body, his body was covered in scars, his face was extremely pale, and his breath was weak. A military doctor was busy treating him the wound.

"How is he?" Liu Jing walked up and asked.

The military doctor turned around and saw that it was Liu Jing, and was startled and said quickly: "The blood has stopped. Now wash his wounds and then apply medicine to him. But... he bleeds too much, which is very dangerous."

"How sure are you to save me?" Liu Jing asked nervously.

The military doctor sighed and said, "It was just because he was strong. If an ordinary soldier had died long ago. To be honest, I don't have any confidence in whether he can hold on."

Liu Jing nodded. He understood the military doctor's meaning. He lost too much blood. Whether he could survive depends on Cai Jin's potential, but his breathing was so weak that he was as if he wanted to die at any time, which made Liu Jing's heart tugged.

Liu Jing left the cabin, and the ship had already sailed towards the Xiakou on the other side. Liu Jing slowly walked to the bow of the boat, staring at the shimmering river with his hands behind his back.

The night breeze blew his face, making his mind particularly clear. If he was confident in defeating Cao Cao because of the previous few victories, then Zhang Liao's thunder attack made Liu Jing calm down this time.

Although there was a great victory in Red Cliff in history, history has changed due to the arrival of Liu Jing. If Cao Cao came with all his troops, will there still be a victory in the Battle of Red Cliff?

Soon, the boat slowly approached Xiakou Wharf. The pier was already crowded with cavalry and soldiers retreating from the south of Anlu County. At this time, a soldier boarded the boat and reported to Liu Jing: "Qi Bingzhou Governor, Zhang Shou of Changsha is here, so I want to see the governor of the state."

Liu Jing was overjoyed. This was Zhang Ji, the governor of Changsha. He invited him to Jiangxia to prevent the plague a few days ago. Unexpectedly, he came so promptly that Cai Jin was saved.

"Please get him on the boat quickly," Liu Jing said in succession.

After a moment, Zhang Ji followed a soldier onto the big ship and smiled from a distance: "I thought the governor of the state was in Wuchang, but I didn't expect to come to Xiakou too."

Liu Jing didn't have time to chat with him, so he grabbed him and walked towards the cabin, "General Cai Jin is almost out of control, he is coming just right, help me save him."

"I was arrested as soon as I came."

Zhang Ji was just a joke. Of course he would cure the disease and save the patient. He quickly entered the cabin with Liu Jing. In the cabin, Cai Jin had already put the medicine on the wound and covered it with a thin layer of quilt.

"How is he doing now?" Liu Jing asked the military doctor.

The military doctor shook his head, "The breathing is even weaker..."

He originally thought that he might not be able to survive tonight, but since Zhang Zhongjing was here, he dared not say this. He also had a glimmer of hope in his heart to see if Zhang Zhongjing could save Cai Jin.

Zhang Ji sat aside, took Cai Jin's pulse for a while, and frowned slightly, "Looking at his face, the blood loss is quite serious. The person who should have died long ago still has a pulse, which shows that the sky will not destroy him."

Liu Jing's sudden glimmer of hope was ignited, "The meaning of guarding him can still save him."

Zhang Ji smiled slightly, "Only 50% sure, if he can survive tonight, there will be no problem."

Zhang Ji immediately prescribed a prescription and handed it to the military doctor, "Take the medicine according to this prescription, and only make one soup for a prescription, and give it to him every other hour."

The military doctor made the prescription and saw that it was ordinary blood-replenishing medicine, but the combination was clever, which made him admire him. He secretly wrote down the prescription and walked out quickly.

Zhang Ji took out another pair of golden needles, carefully urged Cai Jin, and smiled at Liu Jing, "One prescription alone is not enough. It also needs to stimulate his inner vitality. Only by taking two-pronged approach can it be effective."

Liu Jing agrees with this. The human body has great potential. If it can be stimulated, it is indeed unimaginable. He has a deep understanding of it.

At this time, Zhang Ji pondered for a while and said, "Before the Zhou Mu came back, I treated more than a dozen wounded people on the dock, fifteen of whom died of blood loss. In fact, if the treatment was timely, they would not die at all. After a few months of rest, they could go to the battlefield. Has the Zhou Mu considered how to save the lives of these wounded soldiers?"

Liu Jing thought for a while and said, "I am considering setting up a battlefield ambulance. Their mission is to carry and rescue the wounded and not participate in the battle. This will help the injured soldiers in time and save their lives as much as possible."

"The state minister has a good idea, but I also have a suggestion, or there is a way to effectively reduce the number of injured and dead soldiers."

Liu Jing was immediately interested and hurriedly said, "Please tell me if you want to wait."

"In fact, it's very simple. The provincial governor can give each soldier a simple medical bag, and it doesn't have to be big. Just carry it behind your back. It contains gauze and a few hemostatic ointments. After the soldier is injured, he can help himself, or ask his companions to help, so that there will be no tragic situation of large amounts of blood loss and death."

The method proposed by Zhang Ji is actually not difficult, but it will increase the cost of war and the cost of raising troops. Moreover, the cost will be greater if the failure and replacement are taken into account, so the superiors are generally unwilling to consider it.

This is actually a question of concept. If the superiors regard soldiers as the most precious wealth, he would adopt this method. Unfortunately, most superiors in history regarded soldiers as grass, and only considered their effectiveness in war, and would never consider the cost of recuperation for wounded soldiers. Because Zhang Ji himself is a doctor, he had this kind of compassionate idea.

Jia Xu smiled, "I have no objection. If financial resources allow it, this is not a bad thing."

Of course, Liu Jing had considered financial resources. A medical bag costs about fifty cents and 60,000 soldiers, only tens of thousands of cents, which could be paid out of the money for selling tinea oil.
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