Take the hospital back to ancient times

Chapter 300

The disappearance of Zhou Gaoxuan still attracted the investigation of the Zhou family.

Contrary to Chen Bu'er's expectations, Zhou Gaoxuan's robbery of the actor in Baihualou could not be hidden that day, so Zhou's family quickly found Baihualou.

Fortunately, Chen Bu'er made two preparations. One was to make a confession with Fan's mother, and the other was to hide Shui Ling in his grandfather's house.

So when the Zhou family came to Baihualou aggressively, Fan's mother cried, made trouble and hanged herself, preemptively asking the Zhou family to turn in.

This is the fault of the Zhou family, so naturally they don't dare to make a big deal out of it, so the baihualou has passed for the time being.

But where can the vast crowd find that Mr. Zhou?
That night, all the guards patrolling the streets who had seen Chen Bu'er, including those guarding the city, had all been incorporated into the troops fighting against Xia by Xiao Xiao Lu, and were transferred away without anyone noticing.

So even if the Zhou family asked Potian, they couldn't get any news.

In Bianliang City with a population of one million, there are so many people and carriages coming in and out every day, who knows which carriage belongs to your Zhou family?Where can I find out?
All the people in the Lingering Garden outside the city were missing, which made the Zhou family suspicious for a long time, but apart from a collapsed screen wall, there was no other clue, and there was no way to investigate.

All of this seems to be a case without a head. Those bones in the Yellow River beach will never be found again in this life.

And the murderer, Chen Buer, had already rushed to the front line of Qinfeng Road at this time.

Even though Chen Bu'er had prepared himself mentally on the road, his back was terrified when he saw so many wounded and dead people. The tragedy of the war was far beyond his imagination.

They followed the large army to Qinzhou first. As the prince, it was impossible for Chai Zijin to fight with people with real swords and guns, so he stayed directly in the rear.

Lu Zhixiao immediately took [-] cavalry and rushed to the front line of Weizhou to support.

The Xixia Kingdom attacked Dazhou this time, and the combat method was very disgusting.

Their purpose was to rob, and they never thought about taking up territory.So when you encounter a city, you can fight it, if you can't, you will quickly go around, and then loot around outside the city.

Not only grain, but also pots and pans, even iron pots, were taken away, and the local people also robbed them and took them back to be slaves.

And those villages and towns outside the city were all burned down because they were not protected by walls, and Zhou Jun was given a strong wall to clear the fields to see how long they could hide in the city.

Think of it as guerrilla warfare. Xixia are all cavalry, and the Zhou army can't pursue them at all.

In fact, this sounds good. Except for the frontier troops who are struggling to resist, the Xiang troops in all states and cities have long been frightened, so how dare they pursue them?So it is often watched as the Xixia army robs them all, and walks away with a large amount of supplies and people.

It was precisely those frontier soldiers who fought the most valiantly who became the most injured group.

In the wounded soldier camp outside Qinzhou City, Chai Zijin, as the prince who came to condolences, was already frightened to the point of cold hands and feet, biting his lips and trying to hold on.

Pan Mingguang, Zhu Lichen, and Du Zongzhe had already vomited outside the camp, and the little eunuch Wen Song even fainted from fright.

There is no way, the wounded barracks is really miserable, the whole camp is filled with a strong smell of blood,
Due to the lack of beds, all the wounded were crowded into dark tents one by one, with sewage flowing horizontally, feces mixed with blood, and the wounded soldiers lying on it.

They seemed to have survived, and God knows when they died again, but they were considered lucky.

There are still many, many soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty who died of serious injuries, which have become piles of corpses, no white cloth, no national flag, no flowers, no crying, just piled up outside the wounded barracks.

Not far away is the cremation ground, where every soldier who died for the country was silently burned, because there were too many dead, it was impossible to burn one person at a time.

Instead, a dozen or twenty people were burned at a time, and then a handful of ashes were randomly placed in small clay pots, ready to be sent back to their hometown after the war.

This is already the best treatment, and there are still many, many soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty buried in the wilderness, no one knows, and they are destined not to return to their hometown in this life.

In the wounded barracks, moaning was the most common thing, and many people were screaming and crying helplessly.

Don't think that soldiers can't moan. Soldiers are human beings, and they can suffer pain, but they can't get timely medical treatment. Many people bleed to death, or die from pain.

Yes, there are military doctors, but there are too many wounded. In the wounded camp where Chen Buer and the others came, there were more than 2000 wounded, and the wounded were still being sent in a steady stream.

There are 50 doctors in the entire camp, and some ordinary soldiers who don't know medical skills.

A doctor has to take care of at least 50 wounded people. Let’s not talk about whether it’s too late. Where’s your medicine?

Chen Buer shuttled through the wounded barracks, stumbled, he saw a doctor setting bones for the wounded, and he also saw a doctor boiling medicine for the wounded.

He also saw a doctor bandaging the wounded with a piece of blood-stained, blood-stained cloth that had not been sterilized in any way.

Chen Buer's heart beat faster, and when he looked up, there were endless wounded people all over the ground, and there was a painful cry in his ear.

The cruelty of the cold weapon era appeared in front of him so unexpectedly.

When Chen Buer was in peacekeeping in Africa in his previous life, he spent most of his time in the hospital camps, waiting for ordinary people to come to him for medical treatment. After all, he was not a doctor in the field, so he didn’t see too many wounded, but more hungry people. .

After traveling back to ancient times, it was the first time he saw so many wounded and so many dead people. This kind of visual impact shocked him.

Wars in modern society are basically bombarded by planes and cannons, and one-off mass casualties are rare.

But the era of cold weapons was different. They were all cut out with one knife at a time, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. This was the most appropriate phrase that Chen Buer thought of.

Chai Zijin originally wanted to help as a prince, but now he suddenly became at a loss and trembled a little, "Seventh brother, what should we do now?"

Chen Buer took a deep breath:

"Where's the head of the wounded battalion?"

A blood-stained middle-aged doctor next to him suddenly stood up from the wounded soldiers:
"The lower official is Zhu Yueliang, the head of the Injured Army Battalion. I don't know what orders the upper official has?"

The tone was not very kind, and there seemed to be anger in it.

When Chen Buer saw his appearance, the anger of the old woman who was full of the hospital's sensory department just now suddenly extinguished, yes, how could he be too harsh on them?They have done their best.

Zhu Yueyue looked at this group of young masters dressed in brocade clothes, and was filled with resentment and disdain.

They were busy with their work, but in the end, this group of young masters who didn't understand anything wanted to point fingers, which made him angry, and he ignored the prince who came to patrol the camp, and just focused on saving people.

(End of this chapter)