Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 8 Seeking the Method and Meeting the Commander-in-Chief of the Red Scale Army
Doctor Hu's name was Hu Chunniu. He was the chief physician at Hu's Clinic in Toyota County. When he was defending the city, he was recruited by the Chilin Army to serve as a medical officer in the wounded camp.

Hearing Zhang Yuan's words, Hu Chunniu turned around and saw Zhang Yuan holding a bowl of steaming broth in his hand. He couldn't help but swallow.

"It's true that some of the herbs in the clinic are unavailable, but the medicine for wounds has been used up, and I'm unable to treat the wounded soldiers in the hospital..."

There was helplessness in Hu Chunniu's words.

As a doctor, it is really painful to see a room full of injured people and be unable to do anything about it.

Zhang Yuan recognized Hu Chunniu. After Zhang Yuan woke up, Hu Chunniu was curious about the way he bandaged Master Tao's wound.

According to Hu Chunniu, if it weren't for Zhang Yuan's method of sealing the wound and helping Master Tao maintain his cardiopulmonary power, Master Tao would not have been able to wait for Deputy Governor Zhao to arrive.

Zhang Yuan couldn't tell Hu Chunniu that bandaging and cardiopulmonary resuscitation were the most basic first aid methods in the Chinese military.

He could only tell Hu Chunniu that it was a method taught by a traveling doctor he had met before.

"Doctor Hu, the old doctor who taught me medicine said that many herbs are edible."

"Can you get some herbs, add some water to the broth, and boil it together so that everyone can have a bowl?"

Mix the medicinal herbs with the broth and water and boil them together?
Zhang Yuan's words made the eyes of the other wounded soldiers around him light up and they couldn't help but look up.

Hu Chunniu was also stunned for a moment, then looked at the pottery bowl in Zhang Yuan's hand.

"It's not impossible..."

……

Originally, Zhang Yuan only suggested boiling meat broth and some filling herbs in water so that every wounded soldier in the wounded camp could drink a bowl of it.

But I didn’t expect that the medicinal materials Hu Chunniu pulled out, including edible yam, Polygonatum, Poria cocos, etc., weighed as much as thirty to fifty kilograms.

Two pounds of medicinal herbs and broth are boiled into a big pot, and some salt is added. It not only tastes great, but also satisfies your hunger.

Many of the originally weak wounded soldiers looked much better after eating two bowls and fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Wuxiong brought half a can of broth and took a full can back.

Just this one pot of medicinal soup set the entire South City in motion.

The half-can of medicinal soup left by Duan Hong and his men was sent to the governor, who then ordered a search for medicinal herbs everywhere in the south city.

There are two medical clinics in Nancheng, and a herbal medicine shop with a small warehouse.

From these places alone, the amount of medicinal materials brought out, according to the decoction recipes written by Hu Chunniu, amounted to seven or eight hundred kilograms.

Then the soldiers went to the homes of the people in the south city and collected two hundred kilograms of medicinal herbs.

There were always thousands of kilograms of medicinal herbs that could satisfy hunger placed in front of the commander-in-chief's tent, which made several leading captains and camp chiefs a little dazed.

"We were already out of food last night, but thanks to your efforts, we have at least three more days of military rations." When Chen Wuxiong came again, he was holding a clay pot, his face full of emotion.

The more than 600 soldiers defending the city may not be able to hold out for more than two days if they run out of food.

"Hey, this medicinal food tastes just as good as steamed bread." Master Tao took two bites and spoke softly.

"Hehe, the prescription I prescribed is for replenishing blood and qi, and it also tastes good. Wait for it someday..." Hu Chunniu chuckled a few times and swallowed his words.

The inheritance of medical skills, like martial arts, is something precious and secret. Hu Chunniu's recipe for the medicinal soup is treasured and cannot be passed on to others.

"By the way, Zhang Yuan, the commander-in-chief asked what reward you would like. I'll pass it on to you when I go see him."

Hu Chunniu looked at Zhang Yuan with a hint of envy in his eyes: "If you ask for money or an official position, your ancestors' graves will be filled with smoke."

Well, what Hu Chunniu said is not wrong.

For ordinary people, living in poverty for a lifetime, whether it is money or official position, is something they dare not think about.

Countless people try their best but are unable to achieve social class advancement.

Now, as long as Zhang Yuan opens his mouth, the governor will give him a reward. This is indeed an unimaginable opportunity.

But in the current situation in Toyota County, what use is money or official positions?

I don’t know if I can live to see tomorrow.

What do you want?
Although Zhang Yuan only gave a simple reminder, for the Red Scale Army and the Commander-in-Chief defending the city, this was a great achievement. Zhang Yuan hesitated and turned to look at Master Tao beside him.

As the only scholar in the camp, Master Tao has always been smart.

"Zhang Yuan, if possible, please let the commander-in-chief reward you with a martial arts technique." Master Tao lowered his voice and looked at Zhang Yuan. "You have a good talent for cultivation. If you can get a good technique, you might be able to accomplish something in the future. Even if—"

Even if the city is breached, if you have a good martial art, your chances of getting out will be greater, right?

You can't say that.

Everyone knew that Toyota County could no longer be defended and that it was only a matter of time before the city fell.

Chen Wuxiong also nodded slightly.

"Then please ask Doctor Hu to convey to the commander-in-chief for me. If possible, please reward me with a martial arts technique." Zhang Yuan took a breath and spoke.

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The former Li family mansion in Nancheng, Toyota County.

This is now the main camp of the city defense army and also the location of the commander-in-chief's military headquarters.

More than 500 soldiers surrounded the mansion and connected to the surrounding city walls to build the last line of defense.

Zhang Yuan never expected that just because he wanted a martial arts technique, the commander-in-chief would summon him to meet him alone.

Zhang Yuan waited outside the yard for half an hour before being called into the hall.

Standing outside the yard, he clenched his fists from time to time to calm his excitement.

The commander-in-chief of the Red Scale Army was a fifth-rank general, on the same level as a prefect, and was the highest-ranking official Zhang Yuan had ever seen.

Yu Lin, the commander-in-chief of the Red Scale Army, was over fifty years old. He wore red battle armor, had a short and vigorous beard, and a tall and straight figure.

"Zhang Yuan?" Seeing that Zhang Yuan was only a teenager, Commander-in-Chief Yu Lin was slightly stunned.

He had heard reports about Zhang Yuan's deeds.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Yuan was still a teenager.

A young man like this shouldn't be here.

Yu Lin looked at Zhang Yuan, feeling somewhat guilty, and asked softly, "Is your injury feeling better?"

Zhang Yuan quickly clasped his fists, his face flushed, and he said loudly: "To reply to the commander-in-chief, I can wield a sword and kill the enemy."

His words were filled with the passion and enthusiasm that only young people have.

Yu Lin nodded and waved his hand.

"How did you come up with that idea?"

This question is not asked by one person.

People who have never been exposed to medicine don’t know how to use medicinal herbs to satisfy their hunger.

Most people in the medical field, such as Hu Chunniu, who are doctors by training, are reluctant to give up the medicinal materials, and since they are in the situation, they cannot think of this solution.

Zhang Yuan brought out his old teacher who was a traveling doctor and briefly told the story.

The old master who has experienced a lot of hardships certainly knows many ways to survive.

"Although the method was passed down by that old gentleman, it is rare that you still remember it and still think about your comrades." Yu Lin nodded, and his expression became much softer when he looked at Zhang Yuan.

Just as he said, Zhang Yuan came up with this idea in order to share the meat soup with the wounded soldiers in the wounded camp.

When Zhang Yuan was left behind, he risked his life to rescue his comrades, and was willing to share food with them in the wounded camp.

He has a kind heart and values ​​friendship and loyalty.

"The commander-in-chief killed his beloved warhorse, that's..." Zhang Yuan said in a low voice and didn't say anything else.

(End of this chapter)