GBP Chapter 185 Healing
Chapter 185 Healing
Speaking of those high-yield crops, Gu Fengyue suddenly remembered something and asked Song Chunlin in a low voice: "Are there any corn seeds in the space?"
Only then did Song Chunlin remember that he still had corn!
"If I ask the agricultural department here for a piece of land to grow corn, will they agree?"
Gu Fengyue smiled: "If others ask, they may not agree, but if a little genius doctor like you asks, they will definitely agree."
"Great!" Song Chunlin was a little impatient and pulled Gu Fengyue back to the city. Along the way, he kept counting the various crops suitable for growing here.
"Just talking about soybeans, the soybean seeds I have are definitely ten times better than the ones they have. They have a higher yield, less pests, and are more disease-resistant..." Song Chunlin counted on his fingers and listed to Gu Fengyue the advantages of modern soybean seeds and various planting techniques. When he said this, his eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, and they were sparkling and particularly beautiful.
Gu Fengyue listened to his wild ideas all the way, such as raising fish in rice fields, weeding with ducks and so on. Anyway, to him, who had never farmed before, they were all the same and he couldn't understand them anyway.
The two men went all the way back to the city and found the Ministry of Agriculture. When the people there heard the purpose of their visit, they readily granted them a large piece of land.
Song Chunlin opened his mouth in surprise and asked again uncertainly: "Are you sure? Can you really give us such a large piece of land?"
The official from the Ministry of Agriculture said with a smile: "We have a vast land and few people here. The barbarians often come here to rob us. Many young people don't want to stay here. There are many vacant fields and even more wasteland. If you are willing to plant them, that would be great."
The official said it lightly, but both of them could hear the helplessness in his tone.
After getting the land he wanted, it was already dark. Song Chunlin could only wait until tomorrow morning to go and take a look at the fields. In order to help Song Chunlin farm, Gu Fengyue thought of asking a few Gu family soldiers to go and take a look tomorrow. As soon as this suggestion was made, it was rejected by Song Chunlin.
Song Chunlin said mysteriously: "Don't worry about it, I already have a candidate in mind."
Looking at his expression, Gu Fengyue knew that he must have known something about it, so she stopped caring. So the next day, after Gu Fengyue went to the military camp, Song Chunlin went to the wounded camp by himself.
The young man who was rescued by Song Chunlin has now woken up. Although he is weak, he is in good spirits. This is all thanks to the spiritual spring water left by Song Chunlin when he left. With the dual blessings of the spiritual spring water and space medicinal materials, the young man's wounds healed very quickly and have stopped bleeding completely. The military doctor examined him and said that his wounds have begun to heal.
"You have to thank Young Master Song. If he hadn't sutured your wound, such a big cut would not have healed so quickly." The military doctor chattered as he applied medicine to the young man. Song Chunlin had specially left behind several bottles of iodine and cotton swabs. The military doctor strictly followed Song Chunlin's instructions and disinfected the wounds of these seriously injured soldiers on time every day, and then applied medicine. He did all these tasks personally, for fear of wasting the medicines left by Song Chunlin.
When Song Chunlin came in, he happened to meet the young man applying medicine. When he saw his savior, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Benefactor!" The other party's loud voice echoed throughout the house, attracting the attention of everyone around. Whether they were awake or asleep, they were all awakened by this voice.
Song Chunlin was suddenly stared at by everyone in the room, and even though he was thick-skinned, he still felt dizzy.
The military doctor coughed forcefully a few times and pushed the young man who was trying to get out of bed down again.
"Don't move. Your wound has just healed. If you move like this, be careful not to tear it. I can't sew it up for you a second time."
After hearing the military doctor's words, the young man lay back down in disappointment, not daring to make any other big movements. Song Chunlin walked to his side and looked down at his abdomen. There was an ugly centipede crawling there. Song Chunlin looked at his masterpiece and felt a little embarrassed.
"Ahem, this is indeed a little ugly when I sew it for the first time."
After hearing this, the boy didn't care much about beauty or ugliness. In his opinion, being able to survive was a blessing, so it didn't matter if he was ugly.
"Young Master, you have brought me back to health with your magical healing skills. I have no way to repay you. When I am healed, if you want me to go east, I will never go west. I will obey your orders and will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Song Chunlin heard that he was about to talk for a long time, so he quickly stopped him: "Alright, alright, just focus on recovering from your injuries. I just need your help with something here. Get well soon, and don't complain about being tired when the time comes."
The young man surnamed Lu didn't care: "Young Master, just give me your orders. I will never complain of being tired."
Song Chunlin was amused by his naivety: "Let's make a deal, you are not allowed to complain about being tired."
Song Chunlin walked around again and found that some of the lightly injured soldiers were almost recovered. He randomly pointed at a few people and asked them if they were willing to help him.
These people all benefited from the medicinal materials brought by Song Chunlin, and naturally responded to all of Song Chunlin's requests. They also asked Song Chunlin when to start.
Song Chunlin thought for a while and said, "Wait a few more days until your injuries are completely healed. My job is all physical labor, so you must rest well and don't fall ill again."
The military doctor added quietly from behind: "These people are as strong as calves. They can eat a bucket of rice from me in one meal. They still need to rest. If they rest any longer, they will turn into pigs."
When several people heard the military doctor's complaints, their faces turned red, but it was not their fault. When they were injured, they were more likely to be hungry, so they ate more. They did not expect that they would be despised by the military doctor.
But even though they disliked it, they still received all the food they were entitled to. Song Chunlin was lucky enough to get a share, but he found the food so bland that he could hardly swallow it.
Seeing that he was not dressed like an ordinary person, the military doctor thought that he disliked the simple food and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "Young Master, I'm afraid you are not used to such food. How about I go to the restaurant and order a banquet for you?"
He asked this question carefully, but Song Chunlin shook his head without even thinking: "Don't bother, this is good enough, but do these sick people also eat this kind of food?"
The military doctor denied it, "Of course not. Their food is better than ours, but not much better. Our land is barren and we don't grow much food. We are often robbed by barbarians, so we have even less food. But our sheep are well raised. If you have time, you can go to Huanxi Tower in the city. The roasted whole lamb there is a specialty in Baita City."
When Song Chunlin heard him talking about roasted whole lamb, he couldn't help drooling. Roasted whole lamb? He had never eaten the roasted whole lamb of this era. He wondered which one tasted better, the one from modern times?