In Feng Yong's view, since this medicinal soup can disinfect the wounds of pigs and chickens, it might also be effective when used on the human body.

This wounded man's wound should have been cleaned and dressing changed for the second time. There were also a lot of blood-stained linen lying next to him.

The doctor looked at the wound carefully and found that there was indeed no abnormal redness, swelling or infection. Then he took out a piece of brown stuff and dissolved it in water, mixed it well, and then carefully applied the paste liquid to the wound.

After this application, it took the wounded man a while before his whole body relaxed.

"Don't look!"

The medical worker gave orders to the wounded.

Then I washed my hands in the disinfectant solution, took out the suture needle and thread, and began to sew.

Suturing can promote wound healing the fastest, but this process first involves the ideological acceptance of the soldiers.

More important is the supply of anesthetic drugs.

That small piece of brown stuff is actually toad venom, which has a powerful local anesthetic effect.

But for now, its supply is not too large - because the formation time of its source industry chain is too short.

It is not a simple matter to transplant the suture technology extracted from Wu Yidao's castration technology to human body wound suture.

It needs to be improved, and the disinfection methods when suturing, the needles and threads used for suturing, etc. also need to be improved.

The most important thing is the anesthetic.

The preparation of Ma Fei Powder is too troublesome, and even if there is sufficient time, it can only be supplied to a few people.

What is needed on the battlefield is an anesthetic that works quickly, is easy to store, and can be used at any time.

After listening to Feng Yong's request, Fan A proposed the medicinal material Toad Fructus.

Maggots are a good thing. They can be used to raise chickens, ducks, and toads.

However, the industry of raising toads only started to be supported after the emergence of suturing technology. It only lasted a little more than a year, and it was impossible to produce enough toad venom.

So this time, anesthetics can only be supplied to soldiers older than 10 years old.

Because these soldiers are basically from Nanxiang. After experiencing various monsters and ghosts in Nanxiang, they have a strong psychological acceptance of the treatment methods that are different from those commonly used in the world by medical workers who are also from Nanxiang.

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At the same time, these soldiers are also Feng Yong's heart and soul. Every Nanxiang soldier who can survive this battle and go to the battlefield again is the most precious officer seed.

Chansu's anesthesia lasted a long time, the wounds were sutured, and the injured did not have any excessive reactions.

Feng Yong quietly put down the curtain and walked towards the wounded soldiers who did not have better medical conditions.

There were no flies, mosquitoes, or medical waste randomly thrown around, so the camp seemed quite clean.

Every time Feng Yong passed a wounded soldier, he would bend down to see where their wounds were.

At the same time, either whisper a word of comfort or pat a certain part of their body to show comfort.

Everywhere he went, his moans would involuntarily decrease.

"Shout out if it hurts, don't hold back, don't hold back, it will make you feel better."

Feng Yong said to them, "When I went to Nanzhong the year before last, my arm was injured. It hurt me so much that I screamed all night and even shed tears. So here, I can't even cry if it hurts."

Shameful."

When the wounded soldiers around heard this, they couldn't help but feel relaxed, and laughter rang out in the camp.

This is a winning team, so although there are constant groans, there is at least an optimistic spirit permeating the entire camp.

The further Feng Yong walked back, the stronger the love in the wounded soldier's eyes became, and the more guilty he felt in his heart.

"It seems that I am not suitable to be the commander-in-chief of an army. I am not hard-hearted enough."

Feng Yong came out of the wounded barracks, sniffed at the sky, and said something to Zhang Yi.

"If there is an enemy attack at this time, the wounded soldiers inside can take up their weapons and charge without the general's order. This is all because they are inspired by the general."

"This is because the general can make the soldiers agree with their superiors, so they can die with them and live with them without fear of danger. They have mastered the art of generals. Why do they say they are not suitable to be the commander of an army?"

When Zhang Yi saw Feng Yong looking like this, he frowned and retorted loudly.

"If I could have commanded better at that time, the soldiers would not have suffered so many casualties."

Feng Yong smiled bitterly.

"Those who lead the charge in front of the formation have their own generals and others. Those who are lacking in generals should only practice military formations less. As long as they read more military books and practice military formations in the future, they will be successful."

"Is there anyone in the world who can master military formations without learning? The general is so depressed. If he loses his energy and courage, and then leads the troops to fight against the enemy and ties his own hands and feet, this will be a harm to the generals!"

Zhang Yi became more and more excited, "When the general first came to battle, he easily conquered a dangerous place like Longguan. Didn't the general hear the cheers of the soldiers at the top of Longguan City?"

"At that time, they all thought that they would be able to capture Longguan with heavy casualties, but they did not expect that no one was injured in the end. This was the virtue of the general's preservation. The general then led them to defeat famous generals such as Zhang He and achieved great success. Could it be that

Still not satisfied?"

"On the other hand, Ma Su, who claimed to be well-versed in military science, lost Lueyang first and then Zhang He. He almost lost Jieting and almost destroyed the Northern Expedition. Tens of thousands of soldiers were driven away like pigs. It was so miserable."

"Compared with the soldiers led by Ma Su, ask the soldiers behind him whether they consider themselves lucky to be able to follow the general?"

Feng Yong turned around and saw that at some point, many able-bodied soldiers from the wounded barracks had come out. They looked at him silently. Although they were silent, they had a sense of determination.
Chapter completed!