The Demonic Crown Prince

"Get me a glass of water, I'm thirsty." Seeing that Xu Shuying had finally calmed down, Li Yuan nodded in satisfaction and pointed to the table.

Xu Shuying glared at him fiercely, but obediently got out of bed to pour him water.

But as soon as she bent over, Li Yuan's large hand slapped her delicate buttocks again.

Xu Shuying screamed, throwing the teapot onto the table, and turned to glare angrily.

But Li Yuan had already left, laughing heartily.

"Bastard, bastard!" Xu Shuying cursed angrily, and even wanted to chase after him to yell at him.

However, she now seemed unable to take a step—although the slap wasn't very powerful, the tingling sensation it produced this time was ten times stronger than the last time, even making her heart tingle.

"That damned bastard, one day I will avenge him!"

Xu Shuying secretly hardened her heart, but her heart was trembling and even her hands were shaking.

After finally calming herself down, Xu Shuying walked to the door and peeked out, only to find that Li Yuan had already disappeared.

When asked, the palace maid replied that the prince had gone to the military camp.

In an instant, she felt incredibly empty inside, and she couldn't even explain what that feeling was.

It seems like a sense of loss?

She sat back down at the table, picked up the bronze mirror, looked at herself, and gently stroked her face. "Am I really that ugly? That unappealing to you? You'd rather be in the army with a bunch of rough men than stay here a moment longer?"

The proud and beautiful woman was now caught in a strange mix of self-doubt and panic.

She put down the bronze mirror and was about to stand up when she turned her head unintentionally and was startled.

Because she clearly saw another piece of paper next to it, the ink still wet, with a few lines of writing on it.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a poem, seemingly written casually by Li Yuan, since he was still writing when she woke up.

Her gaze swept across the scene, and she unconsciously murmured, "The wispy clouds weave patterns, the shooting stars convey sorrow, the Milky Way stretches far and wide in the dark. A single meeting in the golden autumn breeze and jade dew surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world."

"My God, what beautiful words, what beautiful words, simply... absolutely wonderful! Did that bastard really write this?"

Xu Shuying was deeply moved as she looked at the poem.

However, only the first half of the poem is written; the second half seems to be missing.

"Damn it, where's the second half? Why isn't it there? Such exquisite words, without the second half, are simply, simply infuriating!"

Xu Shuying was completely captivated by the poem. She sat down and kept reciting it. The more she recited, the more shocked she became, and the more eager she was to finish it. But there was no second half, which made her anxious.

"You're deliberately keeping me in suspense, aren't you? Fine, then I'll write it myself, and finish the lyrics!"

Xu Shuying gritted her teeth and sat down, starting to rack her brains and fill in the second half of the poem!

……

Li Yuan has already returned to the military camp.

The first thing he did upon arriving at the military camp was to call upon Wang Wanquan and others, and together they went to the wounded soldiers' camp.

He had to go check on his two brothers who were injured while intercepting the men in black.

Neither of them was seriously injured; they were both just knife wounds.

But when Li Yuan saw the treatment of the wound, he immediately grimaced.

Because after applying some so-called wound medicine to the wound, they simply wrapped it with burlap and that was it.

The burlap was so dirty that its original color was unrecognizable, yet it was still wrapped directly over the wound, causing Li Yuan to frown deeply.

He then remembered what he had learned at military school: the number one cause of death for wounded soldiers in ancient times was infection.

Because the wound was not treated properly at the time, or because wood ash or even soil was used to directly fill the affected area to prevent blood loss, and the wound was not cleaned and allowed to oxidize, and then it was wrapped up, the result was that within seven days after the injury, there was either sepsis, gas gangrene, or tetanus, leading to infection and death.

"Is this how you treat wounds?" Li Yuan asked, frowning.

"That's how it's always been... But, Your Highness, we'll listen to you. We found a doctor and used some wound medicine."

Wang Wanquan said awkwardly.

"Your Highness, this is already more than enough. In the past, we wouldn't have been qualified to use medicine. We were all left to fate and relied on our own healing. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, and for even coming to see us..."

The two wounded soldiers looked at Li Yuan with surprise and delight.

The soldiers around him also stared at Li Yuan in disbelief.

In the past, when they were injured, it was entirely up to fate, and there was no medicine to be used. They would just sprinkle incense ash and find some herbs. Not to mention that the prince actually came to visit them personally for such a minor injury.

The feeling was indescribable.

"We're all family, why say thank you?"

Li Yuan waved his hand, but inwardly he thought, "It seems we really need to popularize modern first aid knowledge. We absolutely can't let things continue like this. Otherwise, injury is practically equivalent to death."

"Remember, battlefield first aid isn't done like that; it can easily lead to gangrene and death."

Afterwards, the wound should be cleaned first, using boiled and cooled water, preferably with some salt added.

After carefully cleaning the wound, cut off any damaged parts and then bandage it with breathable material. Be sure to use breathable fabric that has been sterilized with boiling water; never just use any random material to bandage it.

Finally, there's suturing, but you can't suture immediately after cleaning the wound. You have to let it drain and leave it open for a while before doing so, otherwise it's easy for the inside to become infected and ulcerated without being visible on the outside, which would delay the recovery of the injury..."

Li Yuan explained in detail, and at the same time, without minding the dirt and fatigue, he personally treated the wounds of the two soldiers, moving them to tears.

This made all the soldiers around them envious, and they even wished they could get injured themselves and enjoy the treatment of having their wounds treated and bandaged by the prince!

After finishing all this, Li Yuan returned to the camp and began writing a first aid manual, including a housekeeping and hygiene manual, a marching manual, and even details such as leg wrapping and foot soaking.

Only in this way can the soldiers' combat effectiveness be guaranteed. For example, clean and tidy living quarters can help soldiers maintain personal hygiene and prevent them from contracting various skin diseases and respiratory illnesses.

For example, leg wraps and soaking feet in hot water after marching can relieve fatigue and improve endurance, etc.

These are all valuable experiences summarized by later generations, and we must use them all now.

He must ensure that this unit follows the path of elite troops, and then continuously pass on the experience to the entire army—if, of course, he can succeed in leaving Beijing this time!

He didn't finish until late at night.

Then, he took his spoils of the day—the spear of the founding emperor—in his hand and examined it carefully.

The spear of the founding emperor was dark and heavy, but when viewed under the lamplight, one could occasionally see specks of golden light, the color of which was infused with meteorite iron from outer space.