Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 180 37

The military doctor heard his bold words and laughed in anger: "What do you know, a young master? With injuries like his, there is no way to save him without a hundred-year-old ginseng or a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. Even if he is saved, he will have to lie in bed like a sickly person for the rest of his life. You are happy to be a good person, but what about him? Does he have to be a useless person and lie in bed for the rest of his life just for your so-called kindness? Instead of suffering for half his life, it is better to give him a quick death."

Song Chunlin pursed his lips tightly. He lowered his eyes to think, and his ears were filled with the painful wails of the crowd. The man at his feet had obviously also expected his fate. A bitter smile appeared on his pale face, and he called out in a very soft voice: "Young Master."

Song Chunlin quickly squatted down, carefully lay on the ground, and put his ear close to the man's mouth.

The man was already breathing out more than breathing in, but he still told Song Chunlin in a very light voice: "Young Master, the military doctor is right, I don't have much time left, don't save me, leave the medicine for other brothers, they can still live."

After saying this long sentence, the man let out a long breath. When Song Chunlin looked at him again, he saw that his vitality was rapidly fading away and he was obviously going to die.

Song Chunlin looked at the man's bloodstained face. He looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, not much older than himself. If his age in his previous life was taken into account, in Song Chunlin's eyes, he was just a child.

Song Chunlin didn't want to watch such a young man die like this, so he casually wiped the tears from his face, then took out his water bag from his arms, pried open the boy's mouth and poured the water into his mouth. As the spiritual spring water went down his throat, the boy's rapidly losing vitality gradually slowed down. Although the wounds on his body were still bleeding, they were much better than at the beginning.

Song Chunlin saw that the other party had successfully saved his life, but that was not enough. His wounds had to be sutured as soon as possible, otherwise they would be infected sooner or later. There were a lot of therapeutic medicines in his space, but most of them were Western medicines. Not to mention that the doctors here didn't know how to use them, he himself didn't know how to use many of them.

After thinking it over, Song Chunlin suddenly stood up. He called a soldier over, handed him the spiritual spring water, and told him: "This contains a magical medicine that can save their lives. Pick the seriously injured and let each of them drink a sip. I will tell you about the rest when I come back."

When the soldier heard Song Chunlin say that this was something that could save lives, he took the kettle carefully and cherishingly.

"Don't worry, young master. I will not waste even a drop of the medicine."

After leaving the compound, Song Chunlin did not walk far, but ran all the way to a nearby carriage and horse shop and rented three of the largest ox carts. After paying the silver, he asked someone to drive the ox carts into an empty alley. When he came out, the three ox carts were piled high with medicinal materials.

These medicinal herbs were none other than fresh Panax notoginseng harvested from the space. Song Chunlin did not know how to prepare medicinal herbs, so he stored the Panax notoginseng in the space after harvesting it. He had checked before that fresh Panax notoginseng, when crushed and applied to the wound, could reduce swelling, stop bleeding, relieve pain, and have anti-inflammatory effects.

The effect is not as fast as Yunnan Baiyao, but the quantity is large enough. As long as Song Chunlin continues to plant it in the space, he can harvest it continuously.

When the military doctor saw Song Chunlin and his men bringing three ox carts of medicinal materials, he initially thought they were some rare treasures. But when he found out they were all Panax notoginseng, he got so angry that his nose became crooked.

"This is a military camp. Why did you bring so many Panax notoginsengs here?"

Song Chunlin didn't understand: "Of course it's for everyone. Crush Panax notoginseng and apply it externally to stop bleeding. Don't you know that?"

Now it was the military doctor's turn to be confused: "Can Panax notoginseng stop bleeding? Isn't this a women's medicine?"

Song Chunlin had a question mark on his face: "No, this is not only a women's medicine, but also a trauma medicine. Believe me, it is effective."

The military doctor was skeptical, looking at so much Panax notoginseng which seemed particularly fresh. He wondered where this place was not a Panax notoginseng producing area, so where on earth did this young master get so much Panax notoginseng that he could eat it all.

Song Chunlin didn't know that for a long period of time in ancient times, Panax notoginseng was only used as a medicinal herb to treat gynecological diseases. When he said that Panax notoginseng could stop bleeding, all the military doctors and soldiers expressed disbelief.

Seeing that none of them took action, Song Chunlin simply took action himself. He grabbed some Panax notoginseng and threw them into the stone mortar. After crushing them with a bang, he grabbed a soldier beside him who was not seriously injured and applied a lump of medicinal paste on his wound.

His movements were rough and the soldier was frightened by the paste and almost jumped up. He thought, the military doctors said this stuff is for women, so will it really work if the young master gives it to him for external application?

After applying the medicine, the military doctor eagerly asked the soldier how he felt. The soldier felt it carefully and found that it seemed to be really useful.

"It was a bit painful when I first applied it, but now it feels a bit cool. Hey, it doesn't hurt that much anymore." The soldier was surprised to find that his wound was still burning with pain before, but now it seemed to only have a little bit of coolness, and it really didn't hurt as much as before.

The military doctor didn't believe it, so he carefully used a small stick to scrape off the medical mud on the wound and found that the wound, which had been bleeding just now, actually stopped bleeding.

"Oh my god, it really works." People around were amazed.

Song Chunlin was already holding the crushed medicinal mud, and when he saw someone whose wound was still bleeding, he would apply a layer of it on the wound. The seriously injured young man at the beginning, after drinking Song Chunlin's spiritual spring water, barely managed to hang on to his life, but his wound still needed to be treated.

The boy was injured in the abdomen, with a large wound of nearly 20 centimeters that almost opened up his abdominal cavity.

Song Chunlin took out various disinfectants that he had prepared early in the morning, including disposable gloves, gauze, sutures, Yunnan Baiyao powder, and a box of painkillers.

The conditions were limited, so he could only kneel on the ground, lower his body and say to the boy: "I will sew up your wound later. I need to clean your wound before sew up. Can you bear it?"

The young man regained some strength. He bit his bloodless lips and said, "Don't worry, young master. I, Lu, will never shout."

Song Chunlin smiled and stuffed a painkiller into his hand: "Don't be so serious, don't worry, you will be fine."

The boy swallowed the strange-tasting pill, but Song Chunlin couldn't wait for the medicine to fully take effect. Instead, he took a deep breath and lifted the white cloth covering the boy's abdomen.

The cloth was already stained with blood. Song Chunlin used his mental power to check him and found that his internal organs were not injured. The fundamental reason why the military doctors could not save him was that the wound was too large and they had no way to stop the bleeding.