Little lucky girl from the peasant family: Queen Splendid

Chapter 115 War Is Not a Game
Ding Wei felt a strong smell of blood rushing towards her face, causing her to shut her mouth tightly so that she didn't spit it out.Yun Ying also turned pale, but still stared at her closely, and persuaded, "Girl, why don't you go back to the front camp?"

Fang Yuan at the side heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I heard that seven or eight battles have been fought, the general is probably short of manpower, how about..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but it was obvious that he wanted to go to the battlefield instead of wandering behind Ding Wei.

Ding Wei was not angry, but with the hell on earth in front of her, she couldn't just let him go, so she said, "General Fang, you take 400 people away, and leave 100 people with me to treat the wounded."

Fang Yuan frowned, and wanted to say something else, Ding Wei tightened her straps, trying to get her son closer to her, then rolled up her sleeves, and told Chen De and Cheng Tieniu, "Take the 20 people first go to bring the things brought by the village, be careful not to break the wine jar, it is a life-saving thing.”

"Yes, girl." Chen De and Cheng Tieniu deal with Ding Wei on a daily basis, and they admire her very much. Although she is only a woman, she manages the huge manor in an orderly manner.I heard that cotton coats and cotton boots can be made quickly, which is also the idea of ​​Miss Ding, not to mention the various pickles and salted eggs that have been sent to the camp recently, as well as those novel and practical mitts and cotton hats .

So when the two heard the order, they took people to work without hesitation.Fang Yuan was left with a bit of embarrassment, but in the end he saluted and rushed to the front camp with most of the elite soldiers to obey orders.

Ding Wei didn't have time to pay attention, she quickly divided the remaining 80 people into eight teams, and each team was in charge of a battalion commander.Race against time to start treating the wounded soldiers, but all wounds must be cleaned, and then wiped with the spirits brought from home.She sewed up the big wounds by herself, and asked the soldiers to smear the sore medicine on the small wounds, and directly wrapped them with cotton cloth strips that had been steamed and washed at home.

Even the straw on the tent ground was gathered to the corners, and the wounded soldiers were carried and laid side by side, and sorted out according to the severity of the injuries, so that the treatment would not delay time.

Seeing that there was a real shortage of manpower, Yunying endured the embarrassment in her heart, picked up a needle and thread, and helped to sew.

Some wounded soldiers would not frown when facing the enemy's swords and guns on the battlefield, but when they saw that Ding Wei was about to use needles and threads to sew their own flesh and flesh like clothes, they dodged in horror and screamed, causing the entire camp to become noisy.

"Who are you? What are you going to do? Come here, help me! I don't want to sew flesh!"

Ding Wei got a headache from being quarreled by this bearded man who yelled like a child afraid of injections. After hesitating for a moment, she pinched a little powder from her waist pocket and sprinkled it on his nose and mouth.So the strong man fell dizzy before he could yell a few times.

Ding Wei hurriedly sewed up the fleshy incision on his leg, even though his hands and feet were twitching in pain, the bearded man didn't wake up and scream.

Seeing this, the rest of the wounded soldiers in the camp shrank their necks. They didn't understand that when their own barracks invited such a cold-faced female Hades, she raised her hand and knocked down a brother. It was really better than Zhuzhou Army. Also vicious.

Ding Wei didn't have the time to pay attention to these things, she just counted roughly, there are a total of more than 20 tents for wounded soldiers in the rear camp, even if each tent houses [-] people, each wound has a wound, it is still a big project to deal with.

At the moment, I don't know where he is busy with Mr. Wei, so she can only try her best to treat him.

Fortunately, the hundred soldiers who stayed to help were young and smart, and they quickly learned how to clean and disinfect wounds.After getting to know each other for another hour, Ding Wei only had to concentrate on sewing, and even handed over the work of wrapping the bandages.

This busy work lasted for a full half a day. When the sun was westward and night was about to fall, Ding Wei finally saw Mr. Wei.

Maybe it's because he hasn't rested for a few days. The old man who was originally energetic and full of anger when he cursed people now looks very haggard. There was a cluster of small flames growing on the elephant's chin, which was weird and weird, which made Ding Wei feel extremely distressed.

"Master, are you tired? Leave the rest to me. Sit down and rest."

"Why are you here?" Old Master Wei was taken aback when he saw his apprentice, and when he saw the apprentice and grandson lying on his back, he jumped three feet in annoyance.

"Brother An is so young, how did you bring him here?"

The old man saw that his favorite little disciple and grandson was hungry or suffered some grievance, his big eyes were red from crying, and he wanted to hold him in his arms immediately, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that his hand was covered with blood, so Angrily, he gouged out his disciple's eyes.

Ding Wei was also so tired that she would tremble when she walked, and suddenly remembered that her son had cried twice before, but she was too busy saving lives and healing the wounded, so she had no time to pay attention to it.At this moment, the master lost his temper, so he quickly released his son.

Mr. Wei wiped his hands vigorously on his clothes twice, and finally quickly took his apprentice and grandson over, touched it with his hand and cursed, "Brother An is peeing, how on earth do you take care of the child?"

Ding Wei touched her wet back, needless to say it must be because her son couldn't hold back his urine, so she washed her padded jacket.But this is not the time to be hypocritical, so I can only smile wryly, "Master, this is a trivial matter. Let's discuss it. Those wounded soldiers with severed hands and feet will not be able to do it even if they are smeared with gold sore medicine or wrapped with bandages. There is still blood oozing out, and if it drags on for a long time, I'm afraid I'm going to lose blood and die."

Old Man Wei also frowned, thinking of the "helpers" he found in the city, he cursed with hatred, "The doctors in the city are just a bunch of trash, they vomit like wives when they see blood. If they can't help, they will Add chaos!"

Ding Wei also sighed, and after thinking about it, she said in a low voice, "Master, why don't you use...cannon fire?"

Ding Wei had also mentioned the method of cauterization to the old man before, but both master and apprentice agreed that although this method is effective in stopping bleeding, it is too cruel and the pain is far beyond human tolerance, so it should not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Now that Ding Wei said it herself, the old man was also silent. Finally, he turned his head to look at the mourning wounded soldiers, and finally nodded and said, "Ask these boys first, if you want to survive, that's all you can do. In addition Prepare some numbness powder to save them from suffering too much."

"Okay, I'll help the master." After Ding Wei said that, she looked at her aggrieved son who was still sobbing, and told Yunying, "Brother An is probably hungry, there is some snack in the car, take him Go pad your stomach."

As the old saying goes, children's souls are weak, so it's better not to be stained with blood.Yunying also didn't want the little master to watch these bloody things, so she immediately hugged him and walked out after hearing the sound.

On the other hand, although An Geer was angry that his mother would not let him play in the ground all day, he was a little reluctant to leave now, and stretched out his little hand to call for his mother and kept shouting.

Ding Wei hardened her heart and pretended she didn't hear it. It was cold in winter and there was no shortage of charcoal basins everywhere. Soon an old iron with a square head and long tail burned red.

Ding Wei picked and picked for a while, and finally chose a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. Perhaps because of his lack of strength when facing the enemy, he had his left hand and a piece of wrist cut off. At this moment, blood was dripping from the bandage, which was obvious. Hemostasis was unsuccessful.

Ding Wei knelt down, looked into his eyes, and asked warmly, "Brother, what's your name and where do you live?"

This young man was so painful that he had been half-conscious all the time. How could he have thought that his arm would be burned by a red-hot iron soon? Seeing Ding Wei smiling kindly at this moment, he unconsciously thought of the gentle elder sister at home, so he supported his body , Reluctantly replied, "Hello, big sister, my name is Li Erdan, and my hometown is Neichuan."

"Naichuan is a good place. I heard that there are beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there is a lot of produce. Is there anyone else in Brother Erdan's family?"

When mentioning his hometown, Li Erdan obviously looked much better, "I still have parents in my family, one elder sister has become a monk, and one younger brother."

"That douchebag brother will get better soon, I'm afraid the old lady is looking forward to your return every day."

"My mother said to let me fight with the general. When the days are peaceful, I will go home and marry a wife to carry on the family." Li Erdan blushed a little when he said this, but when he looked down at his bloody arm, his face changed instantly. become pale.

He was not a fool either, his arm had been bleeding for more than half a day, and his head was also dizzy, as if he was about to fall asleep at any time.No matter how I think about it, I'm afraid it's not good, maybe my own life will be accounted for here.

"If my mother knows that I died outside, I'm afraid it's..."

While talking, he couldn't bear the sadness, bowed his head and began to cry.

Perhaps sad emotions are the most contagious, and the rest of the wounded soldiers also had red eye circles, and they had no confidence in the future.

Ding Wei quickly reached out and patted Er Dan on the shoulder, and persuaded in a gentle but firm tone, "Erd Dan, although you lost a hand, it won't hurt your life if you take care of it properly. Although it will definitely be inconvenient in the future , but it’s better than not being able to see your parents and relatives. Moreover, you have suffered for the peace of the people in the world, neither Xihao nor the general will let you suffer!”

"Yes, the general will not ignore everyone." Cheng Tieniu is a loyal supporter of the general, and he was the first to agree with him when he heard this.

"There is a brother in my village who went to the battlefield with the general when he was playing Tieler. Although he is missing half of his leg, he can still get one hundred copper coins every month. It was the wicked people in the court who rumored that the general was dead. Yes, the copper coins have never been broken."

Perhaps Cheng Tieniu's loud voice played a role, and the wounded soldiers gradually stopped their mourning.Ding Wei said again at the right time, "Let's not talk about how the general loves soldiers like sons, just say that even if you are injured, you don't necessarily become useless people. If you can't do hard work, send a letter and maintain the official career, like this You can always do the work, and it will definitely not be a problem to support your family by then."

"Did the girl mean to carry letters from home for the villagers?" A wounded soldier asked curiously, "Isn't this the work of a caravan? Can we do it?"

(End of this chapter)