Yang He walked out of the hall. In addition to busy making fires and making meals, women such as Sun Zhaodi, Zhang Yune and others were also busy bandaging and treating the injured young and strong. Their methods were just the same as Yang He demonstrated for them that day. Although they were clumsy, the overall steps were not wrong.

When cleaning the wounds, place the cleaned cloth towel in a pot for a while, and slightly disinfect it with fine salt and soju.

The women had a pity, but they would do whatever they ordered.

The injured young and strong are very grateful, especially those newcomers. In the past, if they are injured, who cares about their lives or death?

Now, the care is so meticulous.

However, the bandage treatment of women made them a little uncomfortable, especially some young people, whose faces were always red.

But they did not dare to move around or have any disrespect in their words and actions. When they entered the army, Yang He emphasized to them that after entering the team, everyone was a brother and sister, and a member of the special medical team. They bandaged and rescued them, which was a life-saving grace. Any disrespect would be severely blamed.

There is a well in the house, which provides convenience for bandaging and treatment by the medical team.

It can also be seen from this that everyone's temper is very fierce. When the young and strong move, or open their mouths and exclaims pain, she will curse her head and face, which makes the man dare not move, and even grin and be careful.

Zhang Yune was very careful and asked softly whether the pain was painful from time to time. The young and strong man who was bandaged by her was embarrassed to scream, and she gritted her teeth and endured it with emotion.

Han Daxia had already come out to help, and Zhang Chugong and others followed him out and saw it curiously. The more you looked, the more you became more and more moved.

From their perspective, it can naturally be seen that under such bandage and treatment, if everyone is injured, their survival rate will be greatly improved.

Then they heard that this was Yang Xianggong's masterpiece, and their eyes were full of horror and admiration, and then they turned numb. What else could Mr. Yang not know?

Yang He looked around and saw that more than a dozen casualties in his team this time. In addition to some people injured by knife and arrows, some people were also seriously injured.

For example, the soldier whose left arm was cut off by the bandit's sword and shield hand, his face pale and silent, and Zhang Yune's careful comfort was useless.

His wife and two children knelt beside him and sobbed softly. The man was disabled. What should I do in the future of the family's life?

They are even more worried that men will become burdens and that the team may give up on them.

There was also the young and strong man who was shot in the face by an arrow and was unconscious. His family was crying in pain. They also had this concern whether their own people would be given up.

There were seven other teams of soldiers who had died. Beside Deputy Cai Daqin, his family was whimpering in pain. Their crying was extremely depressed, which made people feel sad, and many women and children cried.

Yang He also felt a pain in his heart. As he walked along, he was separated from life and death, and the team was constantly losing. When will it be the end?

Zhang Chugong and others watched from the side, looking sad. Hu had worked and had met him before, but Chen Qiuao and the other two were indifferent. Obviously, they had seen many such scenes.

Yang He was walking around, and suddenly he was stunned. One of the people next to Han Daxia was helping. It was one of the dozen refugees rescued not long ago. When did it appear?

Seeing that this person is a young man and very thin, Yang He remembers his name: Li Jiale.

Seeing that he was busy, Yang He was bandaging an injured young man with a professional technique and knew how to correctly press and stop bleeding, protect the wound, reduce pain, etc.

Yang He couldn't help but walk over and see that the young man treated another bone injured person. The small splint external fixing method used was quite good.

Could this person be a doctor? Yang He walked closer.

Seeing his actions, Sun Zhaodi and others next to him were surprised, and even a few women started to talk softly.

Li Jiale looked at them from time to time, and had novelty, admiration and thoughts for their treatment and cleaning actions.

Yang He looked at the young man, no more than twenty-one years old, wearing a headscarf, short brown, and walking. Although he was thin and dressed in ordinary clothes, his eyes were full of agility and his expression also had a serious and down-to-earth look.

Yang He asked him: "Do you understand medical skills?"

The young man raised his head and saw that it was Yang He. He quickly stood up and said, "Little man Li Jiale, I have met my husband."

He replied respectfully: "I know the basics, but the villain has been an apprentice in the clinic for several years."

Yang He was quite interested: "What do you know?"

The young man Li Jiale said: "The villain was an apprentice at the Bozhou Medical Center at the age of seven. When he arrived, he also understood some pharmacological treatments and herbal medicines."

Qi Youxin next to him said: "Bozhou?"

He had a loud voice, even Yan Dezheng, who was keeping accounts in the hall, seemed to him.

Li Jiale said: "Yes, the villain is indeed from Bozhou, Fengyang Prefecture."

He talked about his experience and found out that he was a tenant of the rich family in the village, Li Yuanwai. Li Yuanwai was sarcastic and did not reduce rent even in the famine. The family was unsustainable, so his parents sent him to the clinic as an apprentice.

Over the years, I have learned some shallow medical skills and learned some herbal medicines.

At the beginning of this year, the shopkeeper of the clinic returned to his hometown to visit relatives and died when he encountered bandits. The apprentices of the clinic were dismissed and their lives were even more unsustainable. They planned to go to Pizhou to join a wealthy relative, but they ransacked them when they met refugees on the way.

Both his parents starved to death, and he was the only one who was left among the refugees. Then he met Bronze Mountain bandits, and he and some refugees were captured up the mountain.

fine……

He looked at Yang He with great gratitude in his eyes.

Yang He was happy in his heart. Without doctors, the apprenticeship in the clinic was also good, at least it was a genuine medical industry.

Han Daxia is just a hunter, knowing some herbs and bandages. Zhao Zhongju, Sun Zhaodi and others had no idea about this before, but now there is finally a professional.

...

Yang He organized the young man Li Jiale into the medical team. His mission in the future was to find herbs along the way and rescue the wounded after the war.

At noon, everyone had a full meal and barbecue, and there were laughter and joy. The living were glad and the dead were sad. Everything in the world was like this.

Yang He decided to rest in this village for two days to let the injured recover slightly. In the afternoon, he asked someone to dig some big holes behind the mountain and buried the dead soldiers. The young and strong man was still killed in the gate, which eventually led to eight people who died in this battle.

When the new tomb was first erected, some wooden boards were inserted as tombstones, and then everyone worshiped the grave together.

Yang He bowed, and he looked at the eight graves, and a sudden burst of sadness suddenly surged in his heart, and tears rolled down.

He chanted for a long time, "You are born in your hometown and buried here, a hundred miles away from your hometown. Can you tell that this is where you return to your bones?"

"Ah! The paper is ashes flying, the north wind is strong, and the soul is back!"

"I can't think of it before my lifetime, and I can't know it behind my back. Since you cried, you didn't hear your words, you still looked back and looked at you repeatedly. Alas! Alas!"

Everyone was sad and cried together.

Yang He was crying. He looked at the eight graves, then at the crying family members, and saw them kneeling on the ground crying.

He helped them up and said solemnly: "Yang here swears that with me, Yang He, one day, I will definitely guarantee you to have a good meal and clothing for a day, and let us move forward together."

Looking at these grateful families of the deceased, Yang He's heart was not weakened at all. He could comfort others, who would comfort him?

In the chaotic times, he was just a bigger ant.

Two days later, they set off and the group disappeared in the wind and snow.

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Chapter completed!