Daqin: Zulong Overheard My Rebellion Plan

Xia Wuqiu still couldn't believe this fact, and said abruptly.

"Go and call the imperial physician Sun Zhe!"

Sun Zhe is an official of the imperial physician order, that is, Xia Wuqiu's subordinate, because of his superb medical skills, he is deeply appreciated by Xia Wuqiu.

He was also the military doctor who accompanied the army in this battle, and he was also the only professional doctor recognized by Xia Wu in the Northern Expedition Army.

Now Xia Wuqi only believes in Sun Zhe's words.

As for Meng Tian and Meng Yi?

They are just two civil servants and military generals, what kind of medical skills do they know!

Soon, the imperial physician Sun Zhe rushed over at a trot.

"My humble minister, Sun Zhe, pay my respects to Your Majesty, and to all the superiors!"

As soon as Ying Zheng nodded, Xia Wuqiu couldn't wait to ask questions.

"Doctor Sun, Meng Shangqing said that the 500th doctor in Pinyang Qianzhi saved the lives of more than 13,700 seriously injured people."

"You are a military doctor accompanying the army in this battle, if there are so many doctors running around to save lives and heal the wounded during this battle, you will definitely notice it.

"Tell me, is this true or false?"

Doctor Sun had a strange expression on his face, but he still nodded and said, "It's true."

"And the military judges are different from us and other doctors. They have serious errors in judging the injury."

"Many of the patients they judged to be slightly injured would become seriously disabled if they were delayed until the end of the battle, and they might even die from the pain.

"So the lives saved by Han Fu and others are definitely not just the number of people who have been counted."

Xia Wuju exclaimed in surprise, "How is this possible!"

"Even if these five hundred people are all born medical geniuses, and even if each of them is twice as skilled as this imperial physician, so what?"

"I didn't carry so many medicinal materials in the expedition baggage!"

Sun 570 Zhe smiled: "I didn't carry enough medicinal materials in the marching luggage, but there is still a main prison room for this battle!

"During the battle of Jiuyuan City, Wang Jianjun ordered Yingyang Company to bring a large amount of medicinal materials, enough for the army to use.

Xia Wujue still frowned: "The medicinal materials need to be stored reasonably, transported properly, and moreover need to be purchased first."

"After the Northern Expeditionary Army set off, the stock of medicinal materials in Neishi, Shangjun, Beidijun and other places did not change much."

"And even if enough medicinal materials are mobilized, it will be even more difficult to transport them to the freezing grassland!"

"It is not easy to transport medicinal materials enough for thousands of people."

"Not to mention the medicinal materials used by more than ten thousand people?"

Sun Zhe explained: "This is because Han Fu and others learned their medical skills from Wang Jianjun.

"The medical technique created by Wang Jianjun is completely different from the medical technique we usually use, and it has miraculous effects on external wounds on the battlefield."

"And the demand for various drugs is very small, and there are only three things that need the most."

"One is alcohol, the other is catgut, and the third is sharp and thin copper needles, which are extremely convenient for storage and transportation.

"And the amount is not much."

Xia Wuqiu almost doubted his life, and looked at Wang Ying in disbelief.

"Wang Jianjun has studied a new medical technique, and it is still such a miraculous medical technique?"

"He's not even twenty years old!"

"Doctor Sun, are you sure you are not confused?"

Are you surprised?

Are you dumbfounded?

If you saw the scene of Wang Jianjun performing the operation with your own eyes, you would definitely be even more dumbfounded!

Before, I was the only one who watched Han Fu and others undergo surgery every day.

Seeing doubts about life, seeing broken views, seeing heart full of pain.

Now it's finally your turn!

Looking at the bewildered and astonished expressions of the imperial doctors, Sun Zhe couldn't help laughing secretly.

Sure enough, after sharing the pain, the pain becomes joy!

Suppressing a smile, Sun Zhe spread his hands: "What the lower official said is the truth, if the upper official doesn't believe it, he can investigate it at will.

"And the lower officials are now learning the medical skills created by Wang Jianjun with Han Fu and others. This matter cannot be faked!"

Xia Wuqi looked at Wang Ying in a daze: "Is there really such a genius in the world?"

Wang Ying smiled humbly: "Psychiatrist Xia praises you!"

Sun Zhe smiled secretly, Xia Wuju doubted life.

But Ying Zheng and the others listened very enthusiastically.

Ying Zheng didn't know how difficult it was to develop a brand new medical school.

But every question Xia Wuqiu raised was an explanation of the benefits of this kind of medical technique.

It's not that Ying Zheng didn't think about sending more doctors to accompany the army to reduce the casualties of the army.

But it is really not allowed!

However, this new medical technique created by Wang Ying perfectly solved all the problems.

This kind of medical technique is simple and easy to learn, and it can solve the annoyance of the shortage of doctors in Daqin and not enough war deployment.

This kind of medical technique has low cost, convenient transportation of medicinal materials, and is specialized in treating common injuries on the battlefield.

Isn't this the medical skill born for the battlefield!

If there are a large number of such doctors accompanying each war, how many lives can be saved?

Even if these wounded soldiers who have been rescued may be missing arms and legs, they will no longer be able to fight for Daqin.

But they can still farm and work.

At least at least, they can still give birth to babies and increase the population of Daqin!

Ying Zheng's eyes were burning, and he looked at Wang Ying with passion.

"Marquis of Chang'an, is what Doctor Sun said just now correct?"

After thinking for a while, Wang Ying nodded and said, "What Doctor Sun said is a bit exaggerated."

"The medical technique studied by Weichen can only be used for simple trauma on the battlefield."

"Sickness like dizziness, heat stroke, poisoning, etc., is helpless."

"However, the description of the treatment of sword wounds and the materials used for medical treatment is basically correct."

[Teaching people to debride and suture is already tiring enough. 】

[Let’s forget about deeper medical skills. 】

[And (ahdc) wants to treat more diseases and needs to be equipped with high-tech equipment, and Daqin does not have it. 】

【It's better to hide your clumsiness from the beginning, lest brother Zheng have such great expectations. 】

[Anyway, the fact that a large number of doctors can be quickly trained alone is enough for Brother Zheng to be happy. 】

Ying Zheng gasped for breath.

My nephew's medical skills are not limited to those on the surface?

No wonder the nephew dared to say that Wang Ben and Wang Jian's bodies were restored to their prime.

My nephew has such medical skills, and my health is more secure!

Ying Zheng laughed happily: "Good!"

"Very good!"

"Great Qin has the Marquis of Chang'an, which is indeed my great Qin's blessing!"

Wang Ying smiled and cupped his hands: "Your Majesty's praise."

Yang Duanhe went directly to Ying Zheng's side, and smiled flatteringly to accompany him.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if it is possible to send Han Fu and others to serve in Yang Bi's army, the son of the last general?"

The rest of the generals quickly responded.

Even if you don't consider the generals' cherishing and love for the soldiers under their command, but only from the perspective of profit, these doctors are treasures in the army!

Under the system of conferring military merits, even a seriously wounded person who lost all his arms and legs, as long as he can hold his breath until the day when he reports his military merits, he will not be counted as killed in battle, and his first meritorious service will not be deducted.

Originally, 80 enemies were beheaded, 50 were killed on the spot, and 50 were seriously injured and died. The result of the battle has to be calculated according to the defeat.

But if there are these doctors in the army, how about rescuing dozens of seriously injured fifty people?

As long as twenty people can be rescued, the battle will be considered a draw, and there will be no rewards or punishments.

If the twenty-one seriously wounded can be rescued, this battle will be considered a victory, and rewards will be given for meritorious deeds!

A group of small doctors may finally be able to influence whether the general will be punished or rewarded.

Which general can not be moved?

"Your Majesty, let them come to the General!"

"My minister advised me to send Hanfu and others under the command of General Li Xin. General Li Xin guarded Longxi County all the year round and went to war every year. If there were Hanfu and others, they would surely save the lives of many soldiers!"

"Your Majesty, the last general guarded the upper county in the past, and he will continue to guard the northern border in the future, and continue to kill and attack. I implore your majesty to keep the foolish husband and others under the general's command!"

"The last general will not rob people from the generals, and I will only ask the Marquis of Chang'an to help the last general train some doctors."

Looking at the longing generals, Ying Zheng was full of pride, stroked his beard and smiled.

"Hanfu and others are disciples of the Marquis of Chang'an, and they are also the people of the food town of Marquis Wucheng.

"What are you love generals looking for me to do?"

"It should be to find the Marquis of Chang'an."

The fiery eyes of Yang Duanhe and the others shifted to Wang Ying in an instant.

"Marquis Chang'an, the last general in the past was Grandfather Ling's deputy general. For Grandfather Ling's sake, you see..."

"Go, go, you are just the deputy general of Marquis Wu Cheng, Marquis of Chang'an, the last general has helped Marquis Wu Cheng on the battlefield in the past, won't the Marquis assign hundreds of doctors to the last general?"

Seeing that the generals were about to fight, Wang Ying hurriedly surrendered.

"You generals, Han Fu and others follow me to learn medical skills, and I should also be worthy of their trust."

"But after Hanfu and others join the army of the generals, they will definitely be protected and stay in the rear army, treating the wounded every day.

Yang Duanhe and the others all nodded.

Who would be willing to let them bear the risk of the precious lumps that were finally obtained?

Even if a hundred Common soldiers were killed, these generals would not want any of the healers to be injured!

Wang Ying said helplessly: "In this way, safety is safe, but how do they obtain military merit?"

"The years when they can earn the most military merit are wasted by the ministers of the rear army camp."

"What you get is nothing more than the annual salary that the low-ranking people can have every year, and the rations distributed according to the title in the army.

"This Marquis thinks that this is not fair to them."

"To be honest, this Marquis really can't bear to push them into this pit of fire!"

【Those who want to prostitute me for nothing?】

【Pooh!】

【Aren't you thinking about farting!】.