Chapter 118 I have a solution (Chapter closing, please vote for me on the last day!!)
"Master, the medicine is here."
After entering the house.
Mr. Xie led Xu Yun quickly to the bedside and handed the medicine bag to Lao Su.
Lao Su took the medicine package and skillfully pulled apart the sealing wire.
Then he twisted a small handful of medicinal materials with his hand, put it in front of his nose, smelled it, and said with satisfaction:
"There is no problem with the medicinal materials. In the first year, go to the courtyard to light a fire and cook the medicine."
Mr. Xie said yes, took the medicine bag, pointed at Xu Yundu and said:
"Master, I saw Wang Lin when I came here. I thought he might have experience in serving people, so I brought him here. You see"
"Wang Lin?"
When Old Su heard the name from Mr. Xie's mouth, he was slightly startled.
Then he looked at Xu Yun a few times, and then he remembered the identity of this servant in green.
At this time, four or five days had passed since Xu Yun entered the mansion, and Lao Su was busy with something these days.
Although I didn't completely forget about this little transparent person, I really didn't put much thought into him.
After all, his care for Xu Yun was purely out of kindness. If he could remember to take him back to Jingkou, it would be considered the most benevolent thing.
It's impossible to keep the other person's movements in mind all the time.
It's not like he hasn't helped other refugees over the years, but no matter which family they are, the specific implementation steps don't require him to do it himself.
Xie Yuannian has already had a mature solution to the relevant processes, so he doesn't need to worry too much.
But now that Mr. Xie said this, Lao Su thought of Xu Yun’s identity as an actor:
Although he personally dislikes the profession of male actors, his sentiments are mainly directed at the owners and have little to do with practitioners like Xu Yun.
Moreover, according to the current situation, Xu Yun is indeed the most suitable candidate to serve - it is not that the house has not arranged for maids to serve earlier, but each of those maids is the most frightening scene I have ever seen in my life, that is, giving birth or giving birth. It's nothing more than killing a chicken to sizzle and bleed during the Chinese New Year.
They say they are servants, but they really have no experience in some situations and it is difficult to adapt to them in a short period of time.
Therefore, between the maid and the rich and experienced nurse, Xu Yun is undoubtedly a compromise and suitable candidate.
Therefore, Lao Su didn't hesitate much and nodded immediately:
"That's very good, Wang Lin. You stay in the house and help me fight.
By the way, come and meet Colonel Zhiguo. The man on the bed is the captain's brother Wang Yue. He was wounded on the Western Front and is a hero of the country. ”
Xu Yun stepped forward in response and walked to Wang Zhen.
Looking at Wang Zhen standing upright by the bed and his brother who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, a complex and surging emotion suddenly surged in his heart.
He thought for a moment and bowed solemnly to the king:
"The villain Wang Lin has met Captain Zhiguo."
At this time, Xu Yun was not wearing official uniform, could not achieve long sleeves that reached the floor, let alone perform acrobatics.
But his whole set of movements was not slack at all, and his waist and legs formed a standard 90° right angle.
His worship was not due to pressure from his official rank, nor was it forced by circumstances.
And it is very, very pure to express a trace of respect in my heart.
This is also a tribute of respect for the many Chinese compatriots in future generations who cannot come to this era.
This hero who drowned himself in the river was like the twinkling stars in the dark night, making the dark starry sky that represented the humiliation of the Northern Song Dynasty less gloomy.
At least when people in future generations look up at the stars, they can point to that star and say, look, that is the backbone of our nation!
The heroic spirit of heaven and earth remains awe-inspiring for thousands of years.
Such a hero deserves Xu Yun's worship!
Actually.
If it weren't for the halo, Xu Yun really wanted to tell him:
Thousands of years later, although the mountains and rivers have changed owners many times, the homeland of China is still there, and the blood of Yan and Huang is unbroken, but the barbarians of the past have long been wiped out.
And what supports the inheritance of the Chinese bloodline is the unparalleled integrity reflected in the backbones!
Also from China.
soul!
Strange to say.
At this time, Wang Zhen was originally worried about his elder brother's injury and did not pay attention to the actions of this 'servant'.
But I don’t know why.
The moment Xu Yun bowed to him.
However, a silent heaviness surged in his heart, and a warm current quietly flowed through him, making him involuntarily cast his gaze on Xu Yun.
It seems a little
Closeness?
Therefore, for the first time, this cold-faced general put his hands on his hands and said:
"Please stand up, no need to be polite."
Hearing these words, Lao Su on the side couldn't help but raise his eyelids slightly and glanced at him in surprise.
Wang Zhen's grandfather taught Lao Su a lot. In the past few years, the two families had a lot of contacts, and they often visited during holidays.
Therefore, he still has a little understanding of Wang Zhen’s character:
Let’s not talk about the distant ones, let’s talk about the nearby ones. When the battlefield on the Western Front came to an end not long ago, Wang Zhen treated Wang Hou coldly.
Immediately, Lao Su suddenly thought of something, and something seemed wrong when he looked at Wang Zhen:
His nephew, Captain Zhiguo, must have taken a liking to Xu Yun at first glance.
Then he coughed lightly to drive away the disturbing thoughts in his mind.
Waved to Xu Yun:
"Wang Lin, come here."
After Xu Yun came to his side, Lao Su pointed at Wang Yue on the bed and said:
"You see, the injury on Zhonghou's body is in front of him. When the bandage is stained light yellow by pus, it needs to be removed and replaced with a new cloth strip.
In addition, the sanitary ware under the bed needs to be replaced every three hours, and the patient must be accompanied for at least 5 hours a day, rotating in the morning and evening.
As for cleaning the lower body, you can leave it to the maid, do you understand? ”
Xu Yun nodded while listening, indicating that he had remembered everything.
Although he didn't know the specific official position of Zhonghou, but the current kings were only from the sixth rank, so it was obviously impossible for Wang Yue to be granted the title of marquis.
Therefore, if nothing unexpected happens, this should be one of the many military official positions in the Song Dynasty.
Xu Yun's judgment is actually almost the same as the facts. Zhonghou is indeed just an ordinary military official position, and there are only two levels:
The Zhonghou of Huaihua, who is under the seventh rank, and the Zhonghou of Guide, who is under the seventh rank.
Among them, Wang Yue's rank is Guide Zhonghou, which is lower than his younger brother.
Friends who know the history of the Northern Song Dynasty should all know this.
The tradition of the Song Dynasty was to "emphasis on class rather than quality".
Therefore, in the Forbidden Army system, the position of Lieutenant Colonel Guide is probably equivalent to that of the company commander of the reinforced company of the main field army today.
If you insist on speaking, it can be regarded as a position with some power, at least not as cannon fodder.
Although Xu Yun couldn't see Wang Yue's specific wounds due to the cloth wrapping.
But judging from the thickness of the cloth and his physiological state, this man is probably a warrior who leads the way.
Then Xu Yun waited for another two quarters of an hour, and suddenly heard Lao Su say:
"Wang Lin, the pus has seeped out, it's time to change the dressing.
Just stand next to me, I will show you the key points once, and then just follow them. ”
Xu Yun looked shocked and hurriedly walked to the bed and looked like he was listening.
At this time, Wang Yue was supported by Wang Zhen's shoulders and his body was raised about thirty degrees.
He leaned his waist on the back of the cushion and hummed some unknown syllables slightly in his mouth.
Lao Su took a wooden clamp similar to tweezers and gently opened Wang Yue's wound.
As the cloth is torn off.
A strong smell of blood and pus immediately filled the small area near the bed.
At this time, looking towards Wang Yue's chest, one could see a thirty centimeter-long oblique cut.
The width was a full three to four centimeters, and the injury was extremely horrific.
But perhaps it was a blessing in misfortune. The knife cut was from Wang Yue's right chest to his left abdomen, without passing through his heart.
As the cloth strip was lifted up, a lot of blood suddenly flowed out from the wound, and what was even more frowning was
At this time, there was a large amount of rotten flesh and yellow pustules around the wound.
It's obvious.
The wound showed signs of infection.
Lao Su took off the cloth, shook his head and sighed:
"Zhengchen, I'm afraid your injury is not good."
Wang Zhen's hands supporting Wang Yue were still steady, and a trace of obvious anger flashed in his eyes:
"The Weichuan area is dangerous and there are many trees. The Western Xia barbarians took the opportunity to ambush them and marched at night to attack the camp.
Attacking the camp at night is a common thing for military strategists. Who could have expected that after the offensive was defended by Zhengru, the Xixia barbarians would shoot poisonous arrows at the central camp without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy!
Zheng Ru led 400 men to kill more than 1,000 enemy troops, but he himself was attacked by a knife, and the knife was also contaminated with poison.
If it weren't for the strange medicine provided by the Child Supervisor Army to kill you, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to hold on on the way back to Bianjing. ”
Lao Su gently picked up a scab with a wooden clamp, frowned and said:
"The other party obviously came here to save your life, and the poison was second to none. The edge of the knife was also stained with excrement that had been stored for a long time.
Right now your wound is festering and your fever is not going away
Although this prescription is a folk remedy passed down from my ancestors, I don’t know whether it will save me.”
When Wang Chen heard this, his expression remained unchanged.
But the hand holding Wang Yue couldn't help but add a little more strength.
He lost his father when he was young, and his mother passed away the year before last.
Although there are still a few clan members from the side branches of the family, except for his nine-year-old son, only Wang Yue is left in his immediate family.
Although since ancient times, it has been the fate and honor of soldiers to be wrapped in horse leather and die in battle.
But this kind of 'death in battle' caused by inferior means cannot be related to the word glory.
However, everything is developing to a bad situation at this time. If my brother's fate is really like this.
The only thing I can do is probably kill more Xia thieves to comfort Wang Yue.
Just when Wang Zhen was in a state of mind.
Crunch——
Mr. Xie Duguan, who was boiling medicine in the hospital, entered the room with a bowl of medicinal soup:
"Master, the medicine is ready."
Lao Su took the bowl, tasted it himself with a spoon, and nodded:
"The heat is almost over. Zhengchen, Wang Lin, help Zhengru up."
Upon hearing this, Xu Yun quickly walked behind Wang Yue and assisted Wang Zhen in lifting Wang Yue upright without touching any wounds with his hands.
Lao Su slowly stirred the soup bowl and put the medicine into Wang Yue's mouth one spoonful at a time.
At this time, Wang Yue had not completely lost consciousness, so he did not encounter much trouble in the process of drinking the medicine.
Less than half an hour.
All the decoction was poured into Wang Yue's stomach.
Then Lao Su signaled Xu Yun and others to put Wang Yue down, and sighed longly:
"Whether you can survive or not depends on this medicine.
If the high fever can subside within three hours, you can still be saved. If the high fever does not subside”
Lao Su didn't finish the second half of his sentence, but everyone present was not a fool and naturally understood the meaning of what he said.
Xu Yun on the side opened his mouth when he saw this, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end he remained silent, determined to see the effect of Lao Su's medicine first.
A quarter of an hour
Two quarters of an hour.
An hour.
Time passed minute by minute, as if a countdown was going on.
Three hours later.
The atmosphere in the house was extremely depressed:
It has been three hours since Wang Yue took the medicine, but instead of falling, his body temperature has risen a lot.
"Big Brother. Big Brother"
I don't know if it was affected by the fever, but Wang Yue's consciousness became increasingly blurred.
I saw him waving his hands and shouting:
"Kill the thief. Give me brother Yanyun the opportunity to kill the thief."
When Wang Zhen saw this, he could no longer maintain his previous calmness.
I saw this cold-faced man rushing to the bedside, holding his brother's hand tightly, his eyes red:
"You're right!"
When Lao Su on the side saw this, he sighed sadly,
With his eyes closed, he looked toward the sky bitterly.
Just when he was about to recruit Mr. Xie to give some instructions, he suddenly heard Xu Yun say:
"Sir, there may be something we can do about the injured man in Zhonghou." (End of Chapter)