The little medical concubine

Chapter 220 Refining Alcohol
Li Chengde took Qi Yanling to visit the wounded soldiers again.

"Little doctor, you and Marshal... have known each other since we were in Kyoto?" Li Chengde tried to inquire.

Qi Yanling said lightly, "Your Highness is well-known outside, presumably no one knows him."

Their marshal's reputation in the capital seems to be not very good, Li Chengde thought for a while and asked, "How do you know that you can win by being right?"

"I saw it in the book." Qi Yanling's tone was cold, she really wanted to kick this guy away.

When Li Chengde wanted to ask another question, Qi Yanling raised her eyebrows and said, "Vice General Li, why are you so concerned about my private affairs? Could it be..."

"No, I'm just asking." Li Chengde waved his hand hastily, for fear that this guy with broken sleeves would have some unusual thoughts about him, and it would be bad if he was misunderstood by the marshal for prying the corner of the wall.

Qi Yanling smiled shyly on purpose, "I thought there was some other reason why Lieutenant General Li cared about me so much."

Li Chengde was so disgusted by the shyness pretended by her ugly face that he wanted to vomit.

Finally let this gossip public shut up!Qi Yanling was at peace.

The wounded barracks were placed on the east side, and before they walked in, they could already smell a strong smell of medicine and a pungent stench from a distance, which was the smell of inflamed and festered muscles.

Most of the wounded soldiers on the battlefield were traumatized, either with severed hands or feet, or with sword wounds. If the wounds are not properly disinfected and cleaned, the wounds will soon become inflamed and suppurated. If there is no inflammation and cannot be cured, then... It's easy to die.

The dead are most afraid of disease.

Qi Yanling frowned and went in to look at the wounded soldiers. As she had guessed, most of them were traumatic, and the wounds were dressed casually. Some of their feet were completely festered, and their muscles smelled fishy.

"These wounded soldiers...are they just left like this?" Qi Yanling asked in surprise.

Li Chengde looked at these wounded soldiers on the battlefield defending the country, and felt uncomfortable, "What else can we do? Now we lack medicinal materials, and there are only four doctors in the entire barracks. They have to take care of hundreds of wounded soldiers, and they can save one life." It's not bad."

Qi Yanling's heart sank, "Is there still a shortage of medicinal materials?"

This time, when she came to Xijiang, she mainly brought food and grass, and there were not many medicinal materials. It seemed that she had to send some medicinal materials for healing.

"Several carts have been delivered a few days ago, but there is not enough." Li Chengde glanced at Qi Yanling, "Dr. Qi, you must not have brought those medicinal materials."

Qi Yanling didn't answer him, but just silently looked at the wounded soldiers who were moaning and enduring pain, feeling a pang of sorrow in her heart, "Vice General Li, I will find a way to solve the problem of medicinal materials, but the most important thing at the moment is to prevent wounded soldiers from The wounds in his wounds continued to deteriorate, and...the wounded soldiers who died of illness must spark, otherwise there will be an epidemic, and now it is a critical juncture, there must be no epidemic in our barracks."

Li Chengde really wanted to know how this little doctor solved the problem of medicinal materials, but even if he asked, he might not be answered.

"Little doctor, do you have any way to heal the wounded soldier?" Li Chengde asked hopefully.

Qi Yanling was really annoyed that he took care of little doctors, but she was too lazy to argue with him, "Vice General Li, is there wine in the barracks?"

"Do you want to drink?" Li Chengde screamed strangely.

How did this guy become a lieutenant general?Qi Yanling really wanted to slap him to death, "How much wine do you have, send me some, I can use it."

The wounds of those wounded soldiers are now most important to be disinfected. Nothing is more suitable for disinfection than high-concentration alcohol. She has also refined it before, and there are still tools for distillation in the workshop. However, this is a military camp, so she can only try other methods. See if it can be extracted.

Fortunately, most of the medicinal materials she brought this time are for healing trauma and reducing inflammation.

Li Chengde didn't know what Qi Yanling was going to do, but after all, the other party had a very close relationship with the Marshal, and he came from the capital. After returning, he still had someone send her ten bottles.

Qi Yanling asked Zhu Xin to find some iron stoves and start refining alcohol.

"Miss, didn't we refine a lot in the previous workshop, how about sending them over this time?" Zhu Xin said.

"I'll send the letter back tomorrow, and have someone deliver it together." Qi Yanling nodded.

I was busy until it was almost dawn, and finally refined two bottles. Fortunately, Qi Yanling was experienced, but there was no distillation tool, so some wine was wasted after all.

Zhu Xin yawned, "Miss, it's almost dawn, you should go to sleep for a while."

"Well, you should go to bed too. You don't need to clean up these things. Anyway, you will continue to refine them tomorrow." Qi Yanling said.

I went back and slept with my eyes closed for two hours, and when I got up, it was already high in the sun outside.

Zhu Xin had fetched water and waited outside. After a brief wash, Qi Yanling took the refined essence to the wounded barracks.

Li Chengde was already waiting for him outside. Last night he observed the little doctor for a long time, and he didn't know what the hell she was up to. Today he must come and see what the things she cooked with wine are good for.

Qi Yanling had completely lost her temper with Li Chengde, so she didn't care if he continued to follow, and went to the wounded soldiers camp to treat the wounds of the wounded soldiers.

"What is this?" Two doctors were bandaging the wounded soldier's wound. When they saw Qi Yanling coming in and didn't know what to bring to bandage the wounded soldier, they stood up in displeasure.

Li Chengde said, "Doctor Peng, Doctor Hu, these are doctors from the capital, and they are here to help treat wounded soldiers."

Doctor Peng, a taller and thinner middle-aged man, said displeasedly, "Even if they are from the capital, they don't do things like this. What kind of thing is that? Don't use it on wounded soldiers casually."

Qi Yanling was feeling the pulse of a wounded soldier whose legs were festered, and upon hearing what Dr. Peng said, she explained in a deep voice, "These wounds have already begun to become infected and inflamed, and if they are not disinfected, many people will have to amputate their limbs in order to survive. "

"Help, doctor..." The wounded soldier, who was in pain and dazed, heard that there was a doctor from the capital, and shouted with the last bit of strength.

Doctor Peng didn't believe that this young boy could have any magical medicine to heal these wounded soldiers. In his opinion, it was useless for these wounded soldiers to survive. If it wasn't for the order of the prince, he didn't want to take the precious medicinal materials. Wasted on these dead people.

"I've never heard of amputation. Since your Excellency is so capable, the wounded soldiers in this camp will be handed over to you. Let's go." Doctor Peng snorted coldly.

Qi Yanling frowned and called him back, "You can go if you want, and leave these two assistants behind."

Every doctor is followed by two junior apprentices, Qi Yanling can't take care of it by herself, she has to keep two helpers.

Doctor Peng stared at Qi Yanling with a face as smelly as a stone in a latrine.

(End of this chapter)