Everyone turned to look, but the boy with dark faces and bright eyes slowly walked towards him.

"This little brother, this person is probably infected with a plague and needs to be burned in urgent need, otherwise..."

"From the time when I took over these disabled soldiers today, it means that there will never be a life in my hands." This is a deal between her and the head coach, and it is also her promise to these soldiers.

"Little brother, it has nothing to do with you and the commander. If this person is not burned, he will be afraid that there will be endless troubles and the plague will be contagious. Now our army is at an emergency. The Beiwu Empire army is stationed at a hundred miles away. If they take the opportunity to attack, our army will be internal and external troubles." The military doctor wiped the cold sweat from his head. He didn't want these soldiers to die, but the current situation is not that he doesn't want them to die, so they can't die.

Who can explain the plague?

When fighting, the most taboo thing is to break out of the plague in the injured area. This is not only unfavorable to one's own army, but also afraid that even defending foreign enemies will be a problem.

If the brothers are uneven, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

How could Ye Xiyue not understand this? Looking at the soldier who was carried onto a stretcher, she spoke out: "Military doctor, this person doesn't need to be burned. The plague poison on his body can be cured."

"Ah? Can it be solved?"

"This kid said it can be solved, is it true? Is this true?"

"But I have never heard of the plague poison that can be cured."

“…”

Ye Xiyue ignored the words of the soldiers around her.

The military doctor frowned and looked worried, obviously not convinced Ye Xiyue's words.

"Military doctor, please find some kuobao. It is on the hillside across the river. I have been there before and seen kuobao."

"Ku Gao?" The military doctor was stunned for a moment. He had heard of Ku Gao, but he had never used it. When marching and fighting, he basically used the medicine to treat external injuries. As for the treasures that require internal treatment, he had never understood it in-depth.

"The bitter pole is 25-70 cm high, with straight roots, single stems, upright, branches from the roots, branches rise obliquely, all stems and branches are like spider wool, with dense leaves. You can find them as I said, I need three bundles."

The military doctor immediately took the people to search.

The wounded were temporarily placed down, and many soldiers shook their heads and sighed. Can you really believe what the boy said?

"You go and prepare three large jars and move the largest pot or large jar in the army here."

"You go and call all the military chefs here."

“…”

Ye Xiyue guided her in an orderly manner.

"What kind of help do I need?" the old wounded soldier came over and asked with hope.

"You, just be responsible for resting and recuperating. Don't forget that you still have a jade pendant to go home and hand it over to your granddaughter."

The old wounded soldier smiled.

After the crowd dispersed, Ye Xiyue checked the situation of the wounded soldiers while thinking about what the military doctor said just now: The Beiwu Empire army has been stationed at a hundred miles away...

The army of the Southern Empire was obviously very small, with only about three thousand people. Such a formation was really not something that could be seen in war.

The only explanation is: intercepting!

On the way back to the city, the Beiwu Empire sent troops to intercept and kill?!

At around Xu hour (8 pm), the military doctor came back with people and found three bundles of bitter poles.
Chapter completed!