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Chapter 37 Medical Practice
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It was only the second day.

It's just dawn.

dong dong dong dong!

The war drums sounded and the army set out.

Thanks to their status as doctors, Wu Wen and Zhu Jiuye did not have to walk, but instead sat on the grain cart and marched along with the rear army's baggage train.

The army's marching pattern was different from what Wu Wen had imagined.

It was not the kind of people arranged in a square formation that he had seen in movies and TV dramas.

Instead, everyone stood in two rows, forming a long dragon, and moved slowly forward on the road like a millipede.

The barracks where Wu Wen was located had only about three thousand people.

But even so, Wu Wen, who was in the rear army, could no longer see the front of the team when he set out.

In this regard, Wu Wen couldn't help but wonder, what would the scene be like if tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops set out?
The flags are fluttering, stretching for dozens of miles?

The team swayed along until the afternoon.

We had only walked about thirty miles.

Although it's still early.

But now it was time to set up camp.

The fireman made a fire to cook.

Master Zhu Jiu also asked two laborers to help set up a pot, and then boiled a pot of herbal soup in it.

Wu Wen looked at the medicinal soup in the pot. The herbs in it were all very common, such as cattail, plantain, etc.

"Master Jiu, what are you doing?" Wu Wen asked in confusion.

"This is a marching soup. During the march, soldiers will have various health problems, such as leg edema, diarrhea, physical weakness, etc. This marching soup is the best medicine to deal with these problems!" replied Master Zhu Jiu.

Hearing this, Wu Wen carefully looked at the herbs being boiled in the pot.

Cattail: relieves edema. Plantain: diuretic and heat-clearing. Honeysuckle: clears heat and detoxifies. Licorice: harmonizes the medicinal properties. Astragalus: replenishes qi and strengthens the exterior, enhances physical strength...

Soon, the herbal soup in the pot began to gurgle.

Just then, a soldier came over, holding his stomach and looking painful.

"Doctor, please help me, my stomach is a little uncomfortable!"

Master Zhu Jiu just glanced at him and without asking any more questions, he used an empty bowl to scoop a bowl of medicine from the pot in front of him and handed it to him.

"Drink!"

The soldier took the bowl of medicine, blew on it to warm it, drank it in big gulps, and left after he finished it.

From then on, any soldier in the barracks who came to see Master Zhu Jiu for medical treatment would be asked to drink a bowl of the medicine he had prepared.

No matter where the soldier is feeling unwell or what disease he has, he will only need this one medicine.

Wu Wen has been observing from the side.

He discovered that some soldiers' illnesses could not be cured by marching soup.

"Wait a minute." Wu Wen suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter?" asked a soldier who had just drunk the medicine puzzledly.

"Come here, let me take your pulse and treat you." Wu Wen waved to him.

Hearing this, the soldier was stunned at first, then a look of joy appeared on his face, and he quickly walked forward and stretched out his hand.

For him, being able to get a pulse diagnosis and treatment from a doctor is a rare blessing.

Wu Wen gently placed his fingers on his pulse, closed his eyes, and began to diagnose carefully.

According to his judgment, although Jiu Ye's medicine had a certain effect on alleviating the soldier's condition, the effect was not significant.

If you want a complete cure, you need another prescription.

However, this was in the military camp and the conditions were limited.

However, Wu Wen has his own way.

He took out the silver needle he carried with him from his bosom, burned it over fire to disinfect it, and then gave the soldiers the injections.

After the acupuncture, the soldier suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"All right!"

"Thank you, young master!" the soldier thanked him happily.

At this time, another soldier who came to drink medicine saw Wu Wen taking the pulse of the person in front of him, and he also came forward curiously and asked: "Young man, can you help me take a look too?"

"Of course!" Wu Wen nodded with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the soldier immediately stretched out his hand.

Beside the medicine pot, Master Zhu Jiu silently watched Wu Wen's every move.

This person's problem was not serious and could be cured by the Xingjun Decoction, so Wu Wen did not need to give him acupuncture.

"There's nothing serious wrong with your body," Wu Wen said.

"Really? Thank you, young master!" The soldier smiled when he heard this.

Once there was one, there were two. One after another, the soldiers who came from behind saw Wu Wen taking someone's pulse and diagnosing him, and they all rushed up, clamoring for him to take a look at them too.

"Quiet!" Upon seeing this, Master Zhu Jiu shouted loudly.

"Barracks rules, who dares to mess up here!"

As soon as they heard the military regulations, everyone immediately quieted down and even lined up consciously.

Wu Wen looked at Master Zhu Jiu and secretly admired in his heart: I didn’t expect that Master Jiu had such a majestic side.

Then, Wu Wen worked tirelessly to diagnose all the soldiers.

"Thank you, young master!"

Every soldier who received treatment from Wu Wen would immediately feel the discomfort in his body alleviated, and then express his heartfelt gratitude.

"It's my turn!"

Seeing this, the soldiers behind him became more and more impatient to receive Wu Wen's treatment.

It was getting dark, but there were just too many people.

Even if Wu Wen sped up, there were still many people waiting in line.

"What are you doing!"

At this time, a captain came here for inspection and asked loudly:

"It's getting dark, why are you still here instead of going back to the camp to rest!"

"Captain, we are here to see a doctor," a soldier explained quickly.

The lieutenant frowned and looked at Master Zhu Jiu and Wu Wen: "Seeing a doctor? Why are there so many people queuing here? Don't you know that there are rules in the barracks and you have to go back to the camp on time to rest at night?"

"go back!"

At the captain's command, everyone in the queue immediately dispersed and returned to the camp.

"What's your name?" the captain pointed at Wu Wen and asked.

"To answer your question, Captain, my name is Wu Wen!" Wu Wen replied.

"Wu Wen! Are you a good doctor?" the captain continued to ask.

"To answer your question, Captain, my medical skills are pretty good!" Wu Wen answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Seeing Wu Wen's calm look, the captain put away his serious expression and instead smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

He walked over and patted Wu Wen on the shoulder: "Not bad, you are in good health. Be careful next time and don't disrupt the order of the barracks!"

"Don't worry, Captain. I'll remember it!" Wu Wen replied respectfully.

The captain suddenly came closer and whispered, "Joining the army this time is an opportunity. Perform well, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will promote you!"

Afterwards, the captain turned and left without saying anything else.

After hearing these words, how could Wu Wen not understand that his sudden advance this time was not an accident, but a deliberate arrangement!
The Crown Prince and the King of Qin were eventually drawn into the vortex of struggle!

Wu Wen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, everything is fair. If you want to get benefits, how can you not pay? There is gain and loss.

Night falls.

Except for the soldiers on night watch, everyone else returned to the camp to rest.

Inside the tent.

Wu Wen and Zhu Jiuye also lay down to rest.

the next day.

Before daybreak, the barracks began to get busy preparing to set up camp.

By the time we set out, the sun had just risen and the team began to move forward unsteadily.

The marching process was boring.

Wu Wen, who was sitting on the grain cart, started chatting with a laborer nearby.

"Brother, what's your name? Where are you from?"

The other party replied cheerfully: "My name is Niu Da, and my home is in Niujia Village, Wannian County."

"Oh, from Niujia Village. My name is Wu Wen, and I'm from Zhujia Village, which is not far from Niujia Village."

"..."

The two chatted intermittently, time passed quickly, and it was time to stop and set up camp.

Everyone began to busily perform their duties, and Master Zhu Jiu also set up the pot to boil the medicine.

At this moment, the soldier who did not get to queue up yesterday because there were too many people and felt unwell came here early and wanted to receive treatment from Wu Wen.

"Everyone, calm down and line up, otherwise you will be beaten with military sticks!" Master Zhu Jiu was maintaining order on the side.

Wu Wenzhe enjoys treating these people.

He is not just kind-hearted and works tirelessly, but in his eyes, these people are all living materials.

Every time he treats a patient, he can not only apply the knowledge he has previously acquired, but also collect a large amount of information for reference.

Because of this, his reputation in the barracks grew.

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(End of this chapter)