Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 76 The Enemy Attacks

Once the idea of ​​Nanding tent was put forward, it was quickly adopted by Li Jinxing.All the seriously ill and wounded were transferred to the safest camp in the south, and were guarded by several military doctors who had nothing to do a few days ago in shifts of twelve hours.

These military doctors were re-entrusted with important tasks after a few days of repairs, and naturally they were all caring.They were deliberately left out by Shen Hanshan for a few days, and they had long held their breath to prove their talents, so they had to show their housekeeping skills, so their eyes went dark and they snatched several dying patients from the hands of Lord Yan return.

In this way, there is a clear division of labor between the post-mortem tent and the Nanding tent, without interfering with each other, the small medical system operates in an orderly manner, and the survival rate of the wounded and sick has been greatly improved, which is far beyond Wu Yi. expected.

When the Nanding account was in the limelight, the sick account responsible for taking care of the deceased patients also began to show signs of improvement.

The Yuehua Pill brought by Wu Yi and the others was quite effective in stifling the sickness of passing corpses. Although many people were still carried out of the sick tent every day, the number of people who were helped into isolation every day was less than that of the previous few months. a lot.

This situation greatly encouraged Tang Jun's confidence, and the soldiers began to understand that as long as they did not get sick, or the disease was mild, passing the corpse was not an invincible opponent.

But the real enemy is lurking on the opposite side of Maixiao City, like a pack of wolves in the dark night, carefully observing the other side of the city gate with squinted eyes, eagerly licking their own paws.

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The moon in the frontier was redrawn as a regular full circle amidst the unburned flames of war, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival again in a blink of an eye.

The tense atmosphere of preparing for the war could not erase the homesickness of the soldiers. The bright moonlight shone into the softest place in people's hearts, and quietly conveyed their thoughts to the other end of the world.

Its name is Hometown.

Even Wu Yi couldn't help looking up at the moon, wondering whether the moonlight at this moment also illuminated the moss-stained stone road in Yuanzhou, and shone into the little family he had lived with.

Sitting next to him, Li Jing looked up into the distance together with him. The young man's sad eyes were blown away by the autumn wind, leaving only the bright eyes shining brighter than tonight's moonlight.

"Are you homesick?" Wu Yi sat side by side with him, letting the autumn wind blow through his hair, bringing longing from afar.

Li Jing shook his head and nodded again: "I miss my parents, my younger brothers and sisters very much, but I don't want to go home."

"Is there anything wrong with the family?" Wu Yi couldn't help laughing. Children of this age are more or less rebellious, like a bird that has just been released to freedom. There is no way they want to go back to the cage.

But Li Jing withdrew his gaze from a distance, and looked seriously into Wu Yi's eyes: "There is no you at home."

Wu Yiwei was stunned for a moment, and was a little speechless.

I don't know when it started, Li Jing's eyes on him seemed to have some subtle changes, and the nostalgia and obsession in it had far surpassed the respect a disciple has for a teacher and a junior for a senior, and it had some unknown meanings.

Before he could figure out why, he heard rustling footsteps in the distance, and looking around, it turned out that another person was lifted out of the military tent where the dead patients were isolated.

In order to prevent the infection of passing corpses, once a patient dies, he will be wrapped tightly in sackcloth one by one, and immediately carried out of the city and buried for a deep burial.

Shen Hanshan has repeatedly emphasized this matter, and the students on duty did not dare to slack off, there were people around the tent for twelve hours, and as soon as someone died, they would immediately call on the guarding soldiers to work together to wrap up the corpse and transport it out of the city.

The strange thing is that Xu Rong actually followed among these two or three mourners, with a hint of haste in his expression, far from his usual calm and calm look.

Even Li Jing noticed the abnormality: "Assistant Professor Xu has never been in charge of burying the corpse, let alone it should not be his turn to be on duty today."

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Wu Yi's heart.

Although today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, in order to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to attack the city, Li Jinxing has repeatedly banned drinking and getting drunk, and has specially dispatched an elite team of [-] people to guard the city gate. , and are not allowed to let anyone out.

And under such strict vigilance, if you want to go out and mix in the queue for transporting corpses, it is the best strategy.

Just as he was about to catch up and ask for clarification, these two or three people had already walked quickly, and ran out of sight as if flying.

"Let's go." Wu Yi couldn't hold back the uneasiness in his heart, "Let's take a look inside the sick tent."

"I'll just go. Master, you should report back to Dr. Shen first."

Li Jing knew that he was suffering from an old illness, so he must not be infected with the morbidity of passing on a corpse, so he hurriedly pushed him to the doctor's tent, picked up a clean white cloth to cover his mouth and nose, and ran to the sick tent Inquire carefully.

Wu Yi didn't care to tidy up his messy clothes, and hastily knocked on the curtains of the doctors: "Student Wu Yi, please see Dr. Shen."

Before the words finished, Shen Hanshan opened the curtain and came out from the inside. The master and the apprentice didn't expect each other's movements, their noses and eyes almost collided, and they almost fell to the ground.

"Why are you flustered about something?" Shen Hanshan was dressed in normal clothes, and seemed to be asleep, so he yawned lazily.

Wu Yi reported to Shen Hanshan everything he saw just now.

This matter can be said to be big or small, it may be that Xu Rong couldn't bear the humiliation of being ridiculed by Shen Hanshan that day, and turned to join the Xinluo Army, or it may be that there are insufficient manpower, and he just helped out.

As for how to deal with it, it is up to Shen Hanshan to decide.

Shen Hanshan didn't seem surprised at all after he calmly analyzed Xu Rong's abnormality, instead he stretched lazily: "Maybe he just went out of the city to get drunk quietly, you are too lenient as a junior."

"Is the teacher hiding something from the students?" The more relaxed Shen Hanshan was, the more Wu Yi noticed the strangeness of the situation.

Shen Hanshan couldn't help sighing: "Why do you need to understand everything? Have you forgotten about Dr. Zhang and honoring the emperor?"

As soon as Li Hong's posthumous title was spoken, Wu Yi felt a chill go down his back like a knife's edge.In the case of Zhang Qiren's murder of the emperor of filial piety, it was because he was too curious that he was used by others, and he became a bait that everyone scrambled to bite in the dispute between party feathers.

His heart felt as if he had stepped out of space, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

This time Xu Rong's going out of the city was obviously not a personal responsibility, and Shen Hanshan obviously didn't want to let him know about the key points.

Confused in his heart, Shen Hanshan had already walked away coldly, leaving him alone under the pale moonlight.

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Only a few steps before Shen Hanshan's front foot, Li Jing rushed over on his back foot.

"The one who died was Dong San'er, nicknamed Sanmao'er. I heard that Assistant Professor Xu gave him a ride because of his friendship with Sanmao'er."

Wu Yi felt more and more strange: "What kind of friendship can he have with Sanmaoer?"

Li Jing said: "I heard that Sanmao'er has always wanted to write a letter to his family, but Mr. Yi insisted on not writing for him, so Sanmao'er asked Assistant Professor Xu to write for him. Unexpectedly, the letter was sent today, and the person disappeared. .”

If it was really that simple, it would be a coincidence.

Wu Yi lay in the military tent, still unable to let go of today's doubts.The inextricable things are like a net, shrouding him in confusion, not knowing what to do next.

"Master..." Li Jing rested his head on his back with well-defined vertebrae, and pressed his voice into Wu Yi's ear in a low voice.

Wu Yi looked back subconsciously, only to realize that Li Jing didn't call him, but was just talking in his dream.

He didn't know what frightening scene he dreamed of, his hands and feet were unknowingly wrapped around his body, almost skin to skin touching his body.

Wu Yi was so tightly strangled by him that he was almost out of breath, and it took a lot of effort to break off the knuckles that were tightly bound around his waist by the young man one by one.

Li Jing didn't know what he was doing in his dream at all, and he murmured foolishly: "Hubing... don't eat stuffing."

Well, I can't forget this since I was a child.

Wu Yi was amused by his dream talk, and the dark clouds in his chest seemed to be pushed away.

He gently tucked in Li Jing's quilt, closed his eyes, and stopped thinking about today's events.

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A few days passed quickly, and Wu Yi never saw Xu Rong in the army again.

But Li Jinxing obviously has no time to worry about the disappearance of a small medical assistant. Not long ago, the elite guards of the city came to report that there are [-] Xinluo troops coming in one fell swoop, and they are almost breaking the city gate. destroy.

The doctors, as the most important part of the logistics, got busy quickly. People covered in blood were constantly being transported to the Nanding tent, and the painful groans of the wounded filled the tense atmosphere all day long.

In such a serious situation, no one carefully distinguishes who is the doctor from Chang'an and who is the military doctor who has been stationed for a long time. Everyone is like being twisted into a rope, and there is no need for Shen Hanshan or Yi Que to say hello. They began to cooperate tacitly.

"It must be Xu Rong who betrayed us!"

The loss of one person may not be a big deal in the army, but the loss of a medical assistant in the busy Nanding tent is particularly noticeable.

Rumors continued to spread in Nanding's account that it was Xu Rong who betrayed the information that Tang Jun's corpse epidemic had begun to improve, which forced the Xinluo army to launch an offensive immediately.

"I'm afraid that when he was refuted by Dr. Shen that day, he had already turned his back! I thought this kid was not a good guy." Hu Zhilin couldn't help but angrily scolded, "The little wolf cub left by Goguryeo is really narrow-minded! "

Wu Yi couldn't help thinking of Xu Rong's fleeting hatred when he mentioned Silla that day, and always felt that things were not that simple.

As the orphan of Goguryeo, Xu Rong bears the hatred of the country and the family. Could it be that he would really betray Tang Jun just to fight for the moment?