This Zhenguan is a bit silly

cleaned up Lao Cheng's wounds, Fang Chengen did not bandage Lao Cheng again, but spread out the wounds and hung them there.

"Lao Fang, my father is like this, it's no problem!" Looking

at his father's tragic situation, Cheng said worriedly.

At this moment, Lao Cheng is shirtless, showing black hair and blood holes all over his body, looking indescribably embarrassed, how can he still look like a general.

"There is a question!" Fang Chengen's answer did not hesitate.

The blood-red tender flesh in front of him gave him a great visual impact, and he didn't pay attention when he went out to vomit, so he will look at it again...... It's just shocking

!Go out and vomit again~

You have to prevent infection, how can this be done!

Fang Chengen lowered his head and pondered, seeing Fang Chengen's constricted brows, Cheng Chuhei didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing his brother's train of thought.

After the wound is treated in the future, it will be cleaned with hydrogen peroxide or alcohol to achieve the purpose of sterilization and disinfection, but where will I go to find alcohol at this time!

I must think of a way first, otherwise Lao Cheng may really explain here.

By the way, you can use dandelions!

It's all written in the novel, and this thing can be used for sterilization.

"Virgin, go find someone to find some dandelions, there is no fresh at this time, dry it is okay, use it to boil water to clean the wounds of the general, every half an hour, clean it, by the way, don't let too many people in, let the guy who was beaten come, the camp tent needs to be clean and hygienic, let the dog change into clean clothes, and then take a bath to serve the commander." Glancing at Cheng Chuhei, Fang Chengen commanded.

"Well, okay, I'll arrange it!" Cheng was about to go out after speaking, but was called back by Fang Chengen.

"You tell them to do it, take a good rest for a while, and do something with me tomorrow, Dashuai's life is dying, and I don't know if I can slow it down now, what I have to do tomorrow is very important, and it may have a great effect on his reply!" Fang Chengen said.

"What, my father's life is dying, is everything you did just ......" Cheng Chuhei didn't finish speaking, his eyes were already a little red.

Fang Chengen stepped forward and hugged Cheng Chuhei's shoulder.

Possessed and whispered in his ear: "With the physical fitness of the handsome, there should be no problem, but whether it can be relieved depends on himself and us, no one is sure that the handsome can be cured, we can only do our best to do all the things that can be beneficial to the recovery of the handsome!"

Listening to Fang Chengen's words, Cheng Chuhei was a little depressed, but he suddenly had strength and nodded fiercely.

He believes that his brother will not die without help, not to mention that it is his father who is lying on the sickbed.

Dad has been fighting on the battlefield for so many years, and has experienced countless ups and downs, how could he die so easily.

As the old saying goes, scourge lives for a thousand years.

After instructing the middle-aged doctor to feed Cheng Yanjin some salt water on time, the two went to rest together.

The tents were arranged by the Fangdao River.

looked at his son's bloodshot eyes, but it hurt Lao Fang's heart.

I will kill a sheep and make sheep soup for my son to drink.

Early the next morning, Fang Chengen got up early.

kicked Cheng Chuhei, who was still asleep, and the two came to Cheng Biting Jin's big tent.

After a night, Cheng Bitingjin's condition did not improve significantly.

It still looks half-dead.

Fortunately, the wound looks much better.

Yesterday for Lao Cheng's treatment, Fang Chengen's biggest concern was the problem of stopping the bleeding, such a large piece of meat was dug up, and how to stop the bleeding became the biggest problem.

In this era, there is no good means, only the human body can heal itself, fortunately, Lao Cheng's physical fitness is not said, and today's tender meat skin has faintly seen a thin film, and it seems that it is also changing in a good direction.

Seeing that his father's condition improved, Cheng's mood also improved a lot.

The happiest is the middle-aged doctor named Huang Shilang.

At least today, I don't have to be beaten.

Since he spoke for Da Shuai to stitch up his wounds, who knows how he has survived these days.

That's living every day in the sandbag-sized fists and stinky feet, bitter!

When I came to the corner of the camp, the soldiers had already prepared what they needed for the retest.

Fang Daohe sent the sheep soup that he personally boiled for his son.

Although the taste is a little worse, it is not as delicious as the fat cook.

But for Fang Chengen, who has been hungry for a long time, it is simply delicious.

With the mutton soup, fill the stomach with two cakes.

Fang Chengen held a small hammer and slammed a tin lid into the stick.

This is a special pot lid, originally there were special craftsmen in the army, he only needed to move his mouth, but what he was going to do now was more special, and he didn't know how to explain it to the craftsman for a while, so he could only do it himself.

"Old Fang, what are we doing here?" Finally, Cheng Zhiji couldn't help the doubts in his heart and asked.

"Naturally, I'm saving your father!" Fang Chengen put together a few parts in his hand, and after finding that there was no big problem, he nodded with satisfaction, and said to Cheng Zhihei: "Go find me a few jars of wine

!" "Wine?" Cheng Zhisi frowned: "Do you want to drink? This is not good, it is forbidden to drink alcohol in the army, and you will be punished with thirty boards

!" "Fart, you are blind, what is under your father's bed, come, you tell Young Master Ben!" Fang Chengen looked at Cheng Chuhei with disdain, the two of them are hanging like scoundrels, your father didn't hide wine in the camp tent, so I just have my father's surname.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Cheng Chusi smiled awkwardly, but said strangely to Fang Chengen: "Old Fang, what do you want to drink, can't you tell your brother!

How can you be in the mood to drink now, save your thighs, no, save your father first.

"Cheng, you wait, I'll go to my father's tent to get you wine, how much do you want?"

"All!"

A moment later, Cheng came over with a few soldiers, each holding a jar of wine, obviously, his estimate was right, Lao Cheng this guy hid a lot of wine in the camp tent.

Immediately, Fang Chengen instructed people to pour the wine into the iron pot that had just been made.

The thing he made was a simple still, Lao Cheng's wound needed to be constantly cleaned and disinfected, if the alcohol could be made and Lao Cheng's wound could be recovered, it would be too beneficial.

The iron pot designed by Fang Chengen is two-layered, the first layer is water, the second layer is wine, after lighting the firewood under the iron pot, soon, the water in the first layer of the pot began to boil, because of heat conduction, but after a while, the second layer of wine also began to evaporate.

The boiling alcohol is connected to another jar through a long bamboo tube, which is covered with a wet towel, and when the condensed alcohol drip onto the jar, the smell of wine immediately wafts away.

In the end, the primary distillation cannot be used, which contains some boiling point substances, which is toxic, so it also needs a second and three layers of distillation.

After distillation again and again, the alcohol will get higher and higher, and as for whether it can reach 75 degrees of medical alcohol, that sentence can only be left to fate.

Cheng stayed aside, quietly watching his brother busy, but his eyes were unblinking.

A jar of wine was poured in, and after distillation again and again, Fang Chengen finally got a small jar of alcohol.

Stretched out his hand and tasted it, then spit it out with a bitter face, and Cheng Chuhei felt distressed for a while.

In the end, Xiao Cheng finally couldn't help it.

quietly approached Fang Chengen, who was holding the wine jar, and whispered: "Old Fang, otherwise, my father won't save it first!"