Prosperous Tang Soul

Chapter 329 Huishi
"General, who is the third child?" Zhou Ting's expression turned ugly.

Wu Sanjin was seriously injured, and he couldn't be happy now, but Cheng Chumo wanted to tie him up, which undoubtedly made him feel a little conflicted.

Could it be that after a bowl of wine, Cheng Chumo really wants to send the third child on the road?

Thinking of this, Zhou Ting didn't know whether he was sad or in pain.

The third child will not survive, and he will suffer less crime if he cuts him down!

Having figured things out in his mind, as soon as Zhou Ting gritted his teeth, he followed Cheng Chumo's instructions and tied Wu Sanjin tightly.

What Cheng Chumo said was right, the third child has great strength, if he survived with a single blow, there would probably be quite a commotion.
Watching Zhou Ting tie Wu Laosan up, Cheng Chumo found another wooden stick, broke off a section, pried open Wu Sanjin's mouth, buckled Wu Sanjin's teeth on the wooden stick, and then pulled out his waist. The long knife in the middle, and then threw the medicine bottle found together from the place where the alcohol was taken in front of Zhou Ting.

"I'll wipe off the rotten flesh on Lao San's arm later, and then we'll use a linen cloth soaked in alcohol to disinfect his wound, and then apply the medicine in the bottle to him. This time, I will save my life." Everything is used, whether you will die or not depends on the luck of the third child!"

After explaining to Zhou Ting, Cheng Chumo took a deep breath, raised the knife and dropped it, a silver light flashed, and the long knife had already fallen!

"Ah! ~wu!~~"

In an instant.

Wu Sanjin was awakened by the severe pain!

A shrill scream immediately resounded through the entire wounded barracks!
You must know that his arm was broken, and he had not received effective treatment during this period, so the wound had already festered into a piece.

Because of this, the nerves on his wound are extremely sensitive, and the pain of the wound is undoubtedly clearer. Cheng Chumo's knife was originally intended to cut off all the rotten flesh in his wound, which was a big piece. Wu Sanjin woke up from the pain immediately with the knife!
"Bite the stick and don't move!"

Cheng Chumo gritted his teeth.

If it wasn't impossible, he wouldn't have the heart to do it.

He personally took the knife and chopped off the flesh of his brother. His hands were trembling constantly, but when he thought of the method Zhang Yi taught him, he immediately calmed down.

Seeing that Wu Sanjin's fresh wound no longer had a trace of carrion, and the bright red blood continued to flow, he immediately shouted to Zhou Ting: "Quick!"

Immediately, the two of them ignored Wu Sanjin's heart-piercing shouts, one pressed Wu Sanjin to prevent him from struggling, and the other picked up a sackcloth soaked in alcohol and began to disinfect Wu Sanjin's wound.

"Ah!~~~"

Another scream came from Wu Sanjin's mouth.

At this moment, Wu Sanjin's face was extremely terrifying, the severe pain made his face extremely distorted, cold sweat was streaming down from his head and face, and his body could only tremble because he was pinned down and unable to move.

Although he didn't understand why Cheng Chumo treated him like this, Wu Sanjin's mind was unusually clear at this moment.

Obviously, Cheng Chumo was accompanying him to save him!

Out of trust in Cheng Chumo, he bit down on the wooden stick with his teeth.

"Cluck!~~~"

There was a sound of the stick being bitten.
"Hurry up and take the medicine!"

After the wound was cleaned, Cheng Chumo immediately instructed Zhou Ting: "Apply the medicine in the bottle evenly on the third child's wound!"

Zhou Ting did not hesitate, and now he has figured out what Cheng Chumo is doing.

Obviously Cheng Chumo was treating Wu Sanjin.

It's just that this method made him worry.

Although there was an ancient story of Hua Tuo scraping Guan Yu's bones to heal his wounds, but that is just a legend.

For ordinary soldiers, a wound is nothing more than a handful of lime sprinkled on it. As for whether it will be curative or not, it is hard to say.

Of course, if he was a military officer, or someone from a noble family like Cheng Chumo, the treatment would be better, but at most it was just adding some strange medicinal powder to the quicklime.

But it is obvious that the method that Cheng Chumo is pouring out now is different from the previous treatment methods.

Cheng Chumo not only wiped Wu Sanjin's wounds with spirits that Zhou Ting thought was a treasure, but also used a medicinal powder with a strong medicinal fragrance, no longer the quicklime medicinal powder he knew.

The medicine bottle is so small that it can be completely squeezed in one hand, so there is even less medicine powder inside.

Zhou Ting didn't know where Cheng Chumo got the powder, but judging from the taste, he can be sure that the powder inside is definitely not the best medicine that ordinary people can have.

Without hesitation, he poured out some carefully, and Zhou Ting carefully applied the powder on Wu Sanjin's bleeding wound.

Soon, a pinch of powder is used up.

"Pour some more!" Cheng Chumo looked at the wound that was not completely covered, and continued to order: "At least the wound should be wiped clean, and labor and management will be handed over to the Ministry of Labor and Management after taking out everything. If it can be saved, even if it’s all gone, it’s a big deal that labor and management will just find someone to ask for it! Labor and capital still look down on things outside of the body!”

Although he said so, Cheng Chumo's chest felt aching. This was a good thing in exchange for the meat of five old cows that "fell to death".Even so, he got it after pestering Zhang Yi for several days.

In the end, I didn't expect that the first time I used it, I used it so much. Even though his Cheng family was not short of money, his heart was bleeding for a while.

Just when Cheng Chumo was thinking about Zhang Yi's situation again, Zhou Ting who was next to him heard an exclamation.

"General. General, stop it! Stop it!"

Zhou Tingzao's eyes widened, his mouth was bigger than his fist, and he stared blankly at Wu Sanjin's wound.

Because he found that the wound that was still bleeding just now had stopped bleeding in such a short time of less than a stick of incense.

Not only that, but the most important thing was that the blood was actually fused with the medicine powder, and there was a tendency to scab.

This... this is simply a magic medicine!

You know, as far as golden sore medicine is concerned, there is actually no shortage in the army.

Although they are only qualified to use quicklime as leading soldiers, there are quite a few officers in the army, and they naturally know a lot of good medicines through their ears and eyes.

Especially the military doctors in the army, there are more or less one or two secret recipes in their hands.

but
But all the secret recipes are not so effective!

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Chumo also saw the condition of Wu Sanjin's wound, and he was also secretly surprised at the curative effect of Zhang Yi's Baiyao in the future, but at this moment, the low horn horns sounded outside the tent!
"Woooooo!~~~~~~~"

"No! It's the Jujun!" Cheng Chumo was shocked, and hurriedly ordered to Zhou Ting: "The chief executive is preparing to make a surprise attack! Later, you will ask the two brothers to carry the third child on their backs, and we will rush out together with the army !"

(End of this chapter)