Farmer of Shu Han

"Where can I find a boat for you now?" Guan Xing said impatiently, "After all, he is the general who leads the army alone, so why are there so many demands?"

Feng Yongxin said that the ass is not yours, so of course you don't feel bad.

"What about the medical worker? The medical worker can't ride a horse either!"

"At that time, someone will take him with him. It's only a day's journey. What are you afraid of?"

Guan Xing said naturally.

There is no shortage of horses, and now they have the support of the Longyou Hu people, and Feng Yong is their future rich man.

So there was no need for Feng Yong to open his mouth, the leaders of those Qiang Hu would make some friends with Feng Yong in advance in private, and the good horses sent back and forth were not fifty, but thirty.

"Polu, come here."

In front of a carefully selected tall horse, Feng Yong waved to Liu Hun.

"What is the general's order?"

Liu Hun walked over without knowing why.

"I remember your riding skills are very good?"

Feng Yong asked a question.

When mentioning what he was good at, Liu Hun showed a reserved and somewhat proud expression on his face, "Return to the general, if this villain is not good at equestrianism, how can he show it well? I dare not say anything else, but The villain still has a bit of confidence in this riding skill."

"That's good." Feng Yong was overjoyed, "You will take me with you when you ride the horse later. Remember to ride more steadily on the road, not too bumpy."

"The general will obey."

Although a little dazed, although he didn't understand that General Feng would make such a request, Liu Hun immediately agreed.

Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction.

Today's horses don't have stirrups, and most of the saddles are made of wood. In his current state, if he really wants to sit on them and run wild for a day, Feng Yong feels that he may die.

Although Liu Hun is a Hun, he has learned the etiquette of the Han Dynasty for a long time and is very good at being a man, so he is very comfortable in using it.

Although Tianshui County has just returned to the hands of the Han Dynasty, it has the support of local clans and Qianghu. At the same time, it is protected by Nan'an County and Guangwei County, and does not connect with Liangzhou and Guanzhong.

Therefore, among the four counties in Longyou, Tianshui County is already the most powerful county controlled by the Han Dynasty.

Guan Xing and Feng Yong don't need to bring too many people, they just need to lead them forward on light horses.

When they met the army led by Jiang Wei, it was when Zhang Bao fell ill.

Lying on the couch, Zhang Bao's body was trembling slightly, his limbs were stiff, and the muscles all over his body were tense, as hard as a rock.

His neck was not leaning against the pillow, it was already slightly lifted up, and it could be seen that the veins were almost bursting out of the skin, which was a manifestation of muscle contraction.

The weirdest thing was that Zhang Bao still had a smile on his face.

If you don't look at his face, this kind of weird posture will make people feel that he is in great pain at this time, but if you look at his face again, you will feel that he is involuntary, it is really weird.

Guan Xing rushed in, seeing this situation, he was anxious, "Xing Wu, how are you?"

Hearing the voice, Zhang Bao turned his bloodshot eyes to the side, as if he was trying to see the person clearly, which proved that he was still conscious.

Feng Yong, who came in afterward, walked with weird steps, his legs were spread apart, his toes were bouncing, and he kept breathing in at the same time.

Feng Yong's figure was reflected in Zhang Bao's pupils, and his eyes, which were already wide open, suddenly widened a bit, with a bit of hope.

Feng Yong leaned over and saw that Zhang Bao's face had turned purple and his lips were blue, his heart tightened!

"No, it's shortness of breath!"

During a tetanus attack, every muscle in the human body may convulse. If the respiratory muscles are affected and the respiratory muscles cannot be controlled autonomously, breathing difficulties will occur.

In severe cases, people will stop breathing and even die from suffocation.

"What's the meaning?"

Seeing that Zhang Bao's illness seemed to be much more serious than a few days ago, Guan Xing was already anxious.

Now seeing Feng Yong say this with a serious face, my heart suddenly hangs up. Although I don't understand it, it is definitely not a good thing.

"I just can't breathe."

"Then what to do?"

Feng Yong didn't answer, ignoring his burning buttocks, took a breath, stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to pinch Zhang Bao's chin, and tried to open his mouth.

Zhang Bao's jaw did not budge even when he exerted force on his hand.

Feng Yong knew that it wasn't that Zhang Bao was unwilling to cooperate, but that he couldn't control his muscles now.

The force of clenching his teeth was too great.

If it is forcibly broken open, there may be a way, but in this way, Zhang Bao's jaw may not be removed, at least it will be injured.

Seeing the white cloth wrapped around Zhang Bao's forehead, Feng Yong tore it off, and found that the wound was actually not that big, and had already begun to scar, with a little redness and swelling inside.

Feng Yong got closer and saw that there was no trace of medicine applied around the wound, so he frowned slightly, "Did you not apply medicine after the injury?"

"It was just an accidental injury. At that time, Buqu had wiped off the blood. After returning to the camp, the medical workers bandaged it again. At that time, Xingwu had woken up and found that the wound was not too big, and the blood had already disappeared. It stopped, so I didn't care."

Guan Xing explained behind him.

Feng Yong turned around slightly annoyed, "Wipe off the blood? What did you use to wipe it off? How did the medical staff deal with it?"

Seeing Feng Yong's expression, Guan Xing was a little uncertain about the meaning of his words, and looked a little panicked, "What do you mean?"

"It is recorded in my teacher's school that the reason why Jinchuang's disease occurs is because there are evil things invading the human body from the wound. There are two situations that are most likely to cause Jinchuang's disease."

"In the first case, after the injury, the wound entered dirt, and in the second case, the wound was caused by rusted iron."

"In these two cases, if the wound is not cleaned in time, and the wound is wrapped airtight later, the possibility of suffering from Jinchuang disease will be greatly increased."

Clostridium tetani is an anaerobic pathogenic bacteria, which can easily grow and multiply when the wound is narrow and deep without oxygen entering.

Feng Yong didn't know whether Zhang Bao's wound was deep or not, but when he heard Guan Xing's words at this time, he must have treated the wound carelessly.

Thinking of this, Feng Yong sneered, "Brother Zhang was injured when he fell down on the mountain and hit a rock. When he was injured, he might have been covered with mud."

"I don't know how those parts wiped Zhang's elder brother's wounds. Presumably, even if there is mud on the wound, they wouldn't pay attention. That's all."

"After returning to the camp, you saw that the bleeding had stopped, and the person was awake again. The wound was not too big. According to the habits of your army, it was probably just a hasty bandage."

Speaking of this, Feng Yong glanced at Zhang Bao again, and heaved a long sigh. There was pity, but more anger, anyway, he couldn't tell what it was like.

Although Feng Yong didn't explain clearly, Guan Xing already understood.

His face turned pale all of a sudden.

In this way, isn't Zhang Bao self-inflicted? Even the trilogy around him unintentionally acted as an accomplice.

"Then what should we do?" Guan Xing grabbed Feng Yong's hand immediately, "You must find a way to save him!"

Feng Yong could feel Guan Xing's hand trembling slightly, it was because of fear.

At this moment, Fan Qi was finally helped in.

Poor him, his riding skills are limited to being able to barely sit on the back of a donkey.

Fan Qiyuan failed to master the skill of galloping on horseback.

So along the way, others led him to run on horseback.

Looking at Fan Qi with sloppy footsteps and pale face, Feng Yong knew that he had been bumped a lot along the way.

It's just that Zhang Bao's illness left Fan Qi with no time to rest.

Fan Qi was helped to Zhang Bao's couch and began to check the wound.

"This wound must be cut open to dig out all the carrion inside."

Fan Qi said decisively, and at the same time turned around, "I still have to check General Zhang's whole body to see if there are any other wounds."

"Brother, Dr. Fan wants to see Zhang's elder brother, so we should go out first."

Feng Yong watched Guan Xing standing behind Fan Qi, staring at Fan Qi's every move with worry, and tried to persuade him.

Guan Xing didn't turn his head back, he waved his hand and said, "Everybody else, please go out."

"Brother, we have to go out too."

Feng Yong's voice sounded faintly behind him.

Only then did Guan Xing turn his head around, "Us? The idlers waiting?"

Feng Yong looked at him expressionlessly.

Seen by Feng Yong, Guan Xing felt guilty, no matter how reluctant he was, Guan Xing had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll leave now."

Not only Guan Xing is leaving, but Feng Yong is also leaving.

Although Guan Xing was extremely reluctant, he could only go outside and wait.

Compared to Guan Xing who was walking back and forth at the entrance of the camp, Feng Yong was much calmer and found a place to sit not far away.

Although tetanus is terrifying, it is not contagious, and Feng Yong's army already has a standard procedure for dealing with this disease, so Fan Qi came out quickly.

"How about it?"

Guan Xing immediately went up to meet him.

It looks like the family members waiting in front of the operating room in later generations.

"General Zhang's illness has been stopped by the villain," Fan Qi replied. "At present, there are indeed only lesions on the forehead, so the first place where the evil energy is infected is the face and throat. This has led to General Zhang's every Every time the disease breaks out, you may be out of breath..."

"Can it be cured?"

Guan Xing couldn't understand these words and asked impatiently.

Feng Yong came over and relieved Fan Qi, "This disease can be cured, but it depends on the severity of the disease and the life of the person. If you have a good life, you can live. If you have a bad life, you can wait to die."

"you!"

Guan Xing turned around abruptly, staring at Feng Yong like a beast that chooses someone to devour.

After all, Feng Yong is also a person who has defeated famous generals. How could he succumb to Guan Xing's aura? He said to Fan Qi first, "How to heal General Zhang, you can go ahead and do it. Just tell Liu Hun what you need to prepare. .”

"promise."

After everyone left, Guan Xing was about to go in to see Zhang Bao, but was held back by Feng Yong, "Don't worry, brother, I have something to tell you."

"Tell me something!!"

Guan Xing's tone was very aggressive.

Feng Yong understands his impatience, after all, Zhang Bao is his true love brother.

It's just because Guan Xing and Zhang Bao are real foundations, so Feng Yong felt that he had something to tell him.

"The less people know about this matter, the better, brother, come with me."

Feng Yong surreptitiously pulled Guan Xing to a corner, and then said softly, "Brother, you know, in fact, most of the time, Jin Chuangyu didn't die of illness, but died of being out of breath."

When Fan Qi mentioned Zhang Bao's condition just now, he had winked at Feng Yong.

After the First World War at Jieting, Feng Yong, who had been paying close attention to the treatment of the wounded soldiers in the army, thought about it for a while and understood what he meant by what he said and that look in his eyes.

As for the soldiers in his own battalion, as long as he can survive, Fan Qi has the final say on how to treat him.

But Zhang Bao is different. His status is doomed to some treatment methods, which need to be approved in advance.

This kind of thing can only be done by Feng Yong.

As soon as Guan Xing heard Feng Yong talk about Zhang Bao's illness, he immediately fell in love, "What do you mean, please explain."

"It means that even if the disease can be cured, it may have died of being out of breath before it got better. Brother Zhang's disease is not too serious so far."

"It's just that his wound was on his forehead, and the throat was the first to be affected, so every time he got sick, he would suffer from shortness of breath. We had to find a way to let him breathe when he got sick. "

When Guan Xing heard this, he finally understood, "So you went to break Xingwu's jaw just now, just to let him catch his breath?"

Feng Yong nodded, glanced at Guan Xing, and said hesitantly, "To make brother Zhang's breathing smooth, opening his jaw is only the first step."

Guan Xing didn't think about the meaning of Feng Yong's words at all, and asked eagerly, "What's the next step?"

Feng Yong's eyes were a little erratic, and he didn't dare to look at Guan Xing, "Brother...do you know...do you know the habit of breaking sleeves?"

"Break off what? Cut off the sleeve?"

Guan Xing suddenly widened his eyes.

"Yes." Feng Yong said quietly, "Back then, my brother got falciparum malaria in Nanzhong. I also asked Zhang's brother the same question..."

Guan Xing suddenly shuddered. He looked at Feng Yong and flinched a little. At the same time, he stepped back involuntarily, "What do you mean?"

"It's just to open the mouth of Zhang's brother, then pinch his nose, and finally blow air into his mouth..."

Feng Yong gestured.

Although Feng Yong's arm only waved a few times symbolically, Guan Xing felt as if he had seen a ghost, his feet were unsteady, he staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

His lips trembled, "You...you..."

"Brother, Zhang's elder brother's illness will not be relieved immediately. None of us knows whether he will be able to catch his breath in the next attack."

Feng Yong was unwilling to let Guan Xing go so easily, Guan Xing took two steps back, and he pushed two steps forward.

He could only hear him continue to say, "And if Brother Zhang is allowed to clench his teeth like this when he is ill, there is a danger of biting his tongue..."

"do not talk!"

Guan Xing yelled, he gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Feng Yong. His expression showed that if he could, he would like to kill this ground turtle on the spot!

This time it was Feng Yong's turn to be startled, and quickly took two steps back.

"How to do?"

Guan Xing squeezed these words out between his teeth.

As for artificial respiration, it basically means air supply and chest compression, which can be explained clearly in a few sentences. It doesn't need too many personal demonstrations, and Feng Yong didn't plan to demonstrate it himself.

"It's best to let someone with a long breath do it. In this way, more Qi can enter Brother Zhang's body."

Having said this, Feng Yong glanced at Guan Xing.

The corner of Guan Xing's mouth twitched.

"Brother Zhang's mind was clear when he got sick. Well, um, it's best to find someone who won't cause trouble for Brother Zhang afterwards, otherwise it's always bad if Brother Zhang doesn't figure it out and blames others. "

Feng Tubie glanced at Guan Xing again.

Guan Xing clasped his hands vigorously, his joints turned white. He was afraid that if he failed to control himself, he would slap the kid in front of him.

"So much bullshit!"

Guan Xing said viciously.

Feng Yong pretended he didn't hear it, and then took out something from his body, "When Zhang's brother got sick, we couldn't open his mouth, so we need to put this thing in his mouth before he got sick."

Guan Xing fixed his eyes and saw that Feng Yong was holding a strange object in his hand.

A belt passes through a round wooden ball, and there are several small holes on the round wooden ball.

"What's this?"

Guan Xing asked curiously.

"Mouth ball." Feng Yong shook his head and explained with a serious face, "This small ball is used to block the mouth and prevent the mouth from closing. The small hole on the top can be ventilated."

"The strap is to go over the head to prevent the ball from being ejected or swallowed.

"This is a good thing. Lieutenant generals in our army, whoever has Jinchuang disease and suffers from shortness of breath will use this thing. Others can breathe easily to the patient without worrying about not being able to open the jaw. It also prevents beautiful, er, sick people from biting their tongues."

His words were very serious, and his expression was also very serious, but Guan Xing always felt that something was wrong, he always felt that this kid was extremely evil.