Here, Zhao Bing seemed to have returned to the factory in his previous life, feeling relaxed and comfortable. The Mongolian Tartars, the treacherous emperors, and the people had no relationship with him, no worries, no worries, no fear or fear, and his body and mind were immersed in these strange-shaped machinery.?     ?    ?

"Your Highness, President Hao asks for a meeting!"

"What's the matter?" Zhao Bing, who was preparing to spend a good afternoon here, looked at Wang Dedao impatiently.

"Director Hao said that there is an urgent matter, so he would not dare to disturb Your Highness if he is young!" Wang De said quickly. He knew that His Highness had such a hobby and was most annoying to someone disturbing him at this moment.

"Okay, go and see, why are there so many things happening every day?" Zhao Bing put down the hammer in his hand, rubbed his hand on his body, and muttered.

Zhao Bing changed his clothes, washed up and came to the study room and saw Hao Yuntong walking around the room and touching him. When he looked at his tired face, he seemed to have not had a rest for a long time.

"Your Highness, I am polite!" Seeing the prince come out, Hao Yuntong hurriedly said.

"What's the matter if you're so anxious to see me?" Zhao Bingxu asked with help from him.

"Your Highness, something big happened. Hundreds of soldiers in the camp were infected with the epidemic!" Hao Yuntong said in a panic.

"Oh, don't worry, just say it slowly!" Zhao Bing was also shocked when he heard this. The most feared epidemics in the army would often cause the death of hundreds of soldiers, but he could not show panic, otherwise it would cause greater panic. Who made him a godlike existence in his mind?

"Your Highness, shortly after the entire army moved to Qiong, there were sporadic soldiers in the army who had symptoms of heat and fatigue. At first, my subordinates thought they were infected with wind and cold, and prescribed some medicines to clear heat and detoxify for them. However, I didn't expect that more and more sergeants have been sick recently, and there is a tendency to spread. After consultation with the Chinese medicine doctors in the hospital, I thought it was an external heat and warm malaria, so I prescribed a prescription to drive away miasma and remove the epidemic. Some were cured, some recovered after a few days, and some of them became heavier after a long time of heat. My subordinates were helpless, so I asked Your Highness to give me some advice!" Hao Yuntong told the story.

"Are all the patients quarantined?" Zhao Bing thought for a while and asked. It sounded like a cold, but now is not the season for a while. No more information can be obtained from his words, but it is always right to isolate first.

"Your Highness, your subordinates have gathered them all in one place. Even if they are cured, they will stay for many days before they leave." Hao Yuntong said.

"Well, it's done well!" Zhao Bing nodded and thought to himself that this kid's medical skills are not very good, but he is very obedient. He did what he taught.

When treating Chen Renweng in Guangzhou City, Zhao Bing used mold to treat infection. He thought that there would inevitably be casualties in the battle, and he could not change his career as a doctor. He also knew that his "medical skills" were just a scum, and he didn't know who was who the medicine was when he was placed in front of him. So it's okay to be clever. If you really treat people, you can't see one dead or the other, and the other dead!

But Zhao Bing also knew his advantages. He came from a thousand years later. The high-end and sophisticated things in this era were just a scumbag at that time. Take the compass for example. I am afraid that a second-grade primary school student knows how to do it, but it has never been heard of in the Song Dynasty. Similarly, some of the medical knowledge he knows is also the achievements accumulated through thousands of years of experience in countless doctors.

Therefore, Zhao Bing felt that he could still make some "actions" in medicine. At least he knew the knowledge of trauma first aid. Don't ask him why he was so clear. Anyone who has been in school knows it. Generally, Chinese people have been receiving first aid training in risk aid since kindergarten. Think about it, if it was once a year, they had been studying for at least ten years, and there would still be re-education in production safety after joining the work. What? Why don't you? Then you can only say that you are too careless and don't take your life seriously.

Zhao Bing is the person who is attentive. He knew that the cause of death that trauma in ancient times was bacterial infection. Therefore, when he was treating Chen Zeweng, he taught him basic disinfection knowledge by example, and at the same time he told him some knowledge such as artificial respiration, cardiac resuscitation, hemostasis bandage, broken limb fixation and other knowledge.

After arriving in Qiongzhou, the army started training. Zhao Bing imitated the modern military medical configuration and battlefield rescue model and asked the Medical Bureau to select some soldiers with some basic medical skills and cleverness from the army for training, so as to act as a health officer in the basic army, responsible for the treatment of minor injuries, disease prevention and epidemic prevention and battlefield first aid, and thus establish a medical rescue system from top to bottom. The content of the learning includes the knowledge he taught to Hao Yuntong, in order to enable more people to survive from the battlefield...

"Your Highness, what should I do?" Hao Yuntong was very ashamed of His Highness's praise. He was trusted by the prince and spent a lot of money to recruit many famous doctors. This time, he recruited some medical students from the prefectures when selecting talents. The medical hospital was full of talents, but he was still helpless about this disease and needed to help His Highness.

"Are these patients collectively sick or 6-sustaining diseases?" Zhao Bing cursed in his heart how he knew, but now he is Hao Yuntong's confidence. If he refuses it at once, wouldn't he lose his support? Therefore, he can only continue to ask so that he can find some clues.

"Your Highness, you are not concentrating in one place, but you have only a lot of 6 consecutive sessions!" Hao Yuntong replied.

"That means it's not an epidemic, otherwise how could the others be spared as long as a few people are sick!" Zhao Bing knew that infectious diseases are almost indiscriminate infections, especially in places like military camps, where people live collectively, but the situation is just the opposite. In this way, it is not an epidemic disease outbreak.

"I thought so at first, but the number of patients is increasing day by day, so I dare not make up for it." Hao Yuntong said.

"Is it because the soldiers came from afar and were not accustomed to the local environment? Have you ever hired a local doctor to see it?" Zhao Bing knew that Hao Yuntong was afraid of taking responsibility, but he did not say it out loud and then asked.

"Your Highness, my subordinates have invited local local doctors to see it. They said that it was caused by inhaling miasma and prescribed medicine, but there was no way for severe patients. They said that the epidemic poison is severe and the heat is deep, and it has been trapped in the heart and liver, and there is no cure to save..."

"They said they were caused by inhaling miasma, right?" Zhao Bing suddenly interrupted Hao Yuntong and asked.

"Your Highness, that's right!" Hao Yuntong felt strange, but he still answered honestly.
Chapter completed!