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The third prince explained indifferently: "No, it's my second brother and younger sister. I heard that there are wounded in the barracks, so I took the initiative to ask to visit, Cao Junshi, please lead the way."

When the military advisor heard the words, his face immediately burst into tears.

It turns out that they are not unattended, at least the prince and princess are still thinking of visiting them.

Cao Junshi was very emotional: "Your Highness, please come with Wei Chen."

A few of them followed Cao Jun's division through the training camp and open space in front.

He went around the cooking tent and came to a simple house.

The house occupies a small area, and it is estimated that there are only eight or nine rooms in total.

But what surprised Gu Nuoer was that there were four sick people lying in each room.

Outside every house, there are fire soldiers decocting medicine, and the strong aroma of medicine fills the courtyard.

As for those patients, the injuries were different, some were injured in the arms, some were injured in the legs, and some were injured in the head.

But without exception, they are all in pain, wrapped in white gauze, and some can see blood seeping.

The second prince quickly covered Gu Nuo'er's eyes: "Sister don't look, be careful of nightmares!"

Gu Nuo'er was very curious, her water eyes blinked lightly, and her long eyelashes scratched Gu Zitang's palm, making her feel itchy.

"Third brother, what's wrong with these soldiers?"

The third prince pondered and said: "They participated in the pursuit and suppression of rogues a while ago, and a large number of rogues took advantage of the festival to loot, loot, loot, murder and set fire on the nearby mountains.

Because they were extremely vicious and in large numbers, the government also invited people from the barracks to help. They were all injured at that time.

However, the wound cut by the sword healed very slowly, the wound was torn open many times, bleeding continued, and several people died. "

Gu Nuo'er's big eyes showed pity: "That must be very painful..."

She also often goes to court with her father and is still playing in the imperial study.

Second prince Gu Zitang frowned and wondered: "With such a serious condition, why didn't the military doctor apply to the imperial court for the intervention of the Taiyuan Hospital?"

When Cao Junshi mentioned this, there was endless bitterness.

"The Chinese New Year is approaching, and there is a shortage of medicinal materials in the palace, so it is not easy to buy them from outside the capital, not to mention Second Highness, please forgive Wei Chen,

Soldiers like us will be reused only when needed, and it is convenient to go to the court to apply for it, and in normal times, we can not disturb the court. "

Gu Nuo'er sighed: "So confused, the disease is getting worse and worse!"

No wonder the third brother wanted to help out, looking for withered bones to stop the bleeding.

The second prince frowned: "Every time the road is closed by heavy snow at the end of the year, there are many inconveniences. The food reserves and various medicines in the capital have become scarce things. , and prices have gone up.”

Gu Nuoer scratched her chin with her little hand.

Keep this question in mind.

However, the top priority is to solve the pain of these soldiers' brother's wounds that are difficult to heal.

The little guy struggled down to the ground and beckoned to the third prince, she stood on tiptoe: "Third brother, maybe you don't need the withered bone flower, there are better and more convenient prescriptions, you wait for me to think about it! "

Gu Ziyao was quite surprised: "Nuobao still has research on pharmacology?"

The little guy scratched the tip of his nose: "Well, I had a dream."

Speaking, she closed her eyes, opened her spiritual consciousness, and flew straight to Jiuzhongtian.

The little guy was looking for the divine book in Taishang Laojun's study.

What should be the simplest and most effective herbs to stop bleeding?