Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 8 Beriberi

Such a rigid and weak car formation had been popular as early as the early Ming Dynasty, and now it was brought out again to deal with thieves.

Zhu Yixi felt that there was no need to do anything, as long as he used the iron cavalry to charge directly, the weak car formation would open wide.

Of course, this kind of thing must be within reach for the thieves.

No matter how elite the cavalry of the robbers is, they will not be the opponents of the Manchus.

Although the equipment is a little thinner, after more than half a year of training, the formation looks good, the barracks are relatively neat, and there is a tendency to strengthen the army.

"You are a doctor? So young, can you treat illnesses?"

When he was thinking about it, the general manager on the side, with a stern face, said unceremoniously.

"Treatment does not depend on age. Otherwise, why did the governor ask me to treat diseases? It is because I have an exclusive secret recipe for beriberi."

Zhu Yixi sneered: "I was invited by the governor."

"Hey!" Boss Ba said in surprise, "It can't be cured, but you can see it."

With that said, he led the way and came to the barracks.

There was only a row of Datong shops, and a dozen soldiers were wrapped in thin quilts.

A row of feet protruded quite neatly, and a foul smell came oncoming.

The festering toes, the pus dripping to the ground accumulated a large puddle, no one cleaned it, and the withered nails were everywhere. In the dark environment, it looked extraordinarily scary and disgusting.

"Ouch—" Zhu Yixi finally couldn't help it, turned her head, and vomited out.

It's so disgusting.

"This won't work!" Zhu Yixi paused for a long time before saying, "If you continue, you won't be able to walk, not to mention fighting. Moreover, it can be transmitted from feet to hands, and then to your face. In the end, you can only wait for death."

"Ah?" The general on the side was startled, threw his flesh wildly, and hurriedly said, "It's still contagious!"

"Doctor, help me!"

The boss lowered his head and pleaded, "Look at me, I also have athlete's foot!"

"Or, you can wait later, if these brothers die, it will be too late."

Zhu Yixi's eyelids twitched, his face full of doubts.

"Bai Zongbing, I heard that you have to call me over."

"Doctor, doctor!" Concentrated, the general manager took out a silver ingot from his bosom, and put it into Zhu Yixi's hand, "Take care of me, take care of me."

"Fine!"

Zhu Yixi nodded, and then let the big head follow, carrying the bamboo basket, and came to his room.

It's smelly and messy, and it's just a single room, so it's a decent job.

"Look at it?" Boss sat down and took off his boots, revealing a pair of festered feet.

Ten toes, eight forks, five peeling off, one festering and pus, it is indeed quite serious.

"Go, set up a pot, grab half a catty of willow leaves, and call me when it boils."

Zhu Yixi was not polite about ordering the general's personal soldiers casually.

He is always a seventh-rank military officer, commanding about [-] people, and the top is Qian Zong.

If you are in the guard, you will be the deputy thousand households.

"Hurry up!" The boss quickly scolded, and then said with a smile: "Doctor, my surname is Zhang, Zhang Zenshou, you can call me Zengshou."

"I'll call you Mr. Zhang!"

Zhu Yixi said casually.

"Okay, whatever you want."

Zhang Zengshou smiled, looking helplessly at the gradually boiling hot water on the other side.

"Okay!" Zhu Yixi looked around, and then asked someone to bring it over.

The steaming water basin is full of willow leaves.

"Put your feet on it and let the heat steam for a while."

"Okay!" Zhang Zengshou grinned, like a donkey, reminding Zhu Yixi of a certain great director.

After soaking for half a quarter of an hour, the water became cold, and Zhu Yixi finally said: "Go into the water and soak for another three quarters of an hour, once in the morning and once in the evening, and it will be all right in about seven or eight days."

"Eh?" After soaking for a while, Zhang Zengshou was amazed: "It doesn't itch so much. Hey, thank you doctor, you are really capable. I will kill a group of quack doctors in the city sooner or later."

"By the way, don't scratch your itchy feet in the future, the more you scratch, the worse it will be."

For these Qiu Ba, Zhu Yixi has a high degree of patience. After all, if someone is carrying a knife, it is not worth paying for his life.

But in Zhang Zengshou's view, this young doctor not only has superb medical skills, but also speaks clearly, does not quote scriptures, and has a neither humble nor overbearing attitude, which is much better than those old men.

It's worth the money, it's worth it.

Just waiting for him to say a few more words, suddenly, the soldier of the chief soldier came over and said with a straight face: "The chief soldier let the doctor go."

"Okay!" Zhu Yixi nodded, letting the big head follow.

After walking a few hundred steps, I came to the camp of the Chinese army.

The floor is covered with wool blankets, tiger skin chairs, gold and silver jewelry are hung all over, and there are two stoves, which can be described as warm and luxurious.

Bai Guangen was born as a bandit, but because of the suppression of the bandits, he has been promoted and made a fortune, from the official to the commander-in-chief, and even because of his sturdy character, he was reused by Sun Chuanting.

Of course, in the Battle of Songjin, his son was captured, and he was rejected even if he wrote a letter asking him to surrender. If his loyalty was guaranteed, he would naturally be trusted.

"You are Zhu Yixi?"

Bai Guangen walked into the tent, his face was full of flesh, his general's belly was straightened out, and his burly figure sat down directly.

"I'm Zhu Yixi, I've met Mr. Bai."

Zhu Yixi was shocked all over, a strong momentum suppressed him, and his mind was nervous and restless.

This is the titan who came out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood!
"Can it cure beriberi?" Bai Guangen sneered and said, "You can fool the governor, but you can't fool me. If you can't cure it, it doesn't matter whether you are a clan or not, and you are in military law, you will still be beheaded."

After all, Zhu Yixi was an ordinary person, his legs trembled uncontrollably, but he still said firmly: "Master Chief Soldier can see the curative effect, and then he will be cut by a knife."

Willow leaf fumigation is the secret recipe of Zhu Yixi's previous life in the countryside. It can be said to be the simplest and cheapest way to cure diseases. He has been using it for many years, and he has this confidence.

"Hahaha!" Bai Guangen laughed loudly: "Okay, as long as you have the courage."

"Come on, bring it up!"

Soon, a man in his thirties was carried up. His feet were scratched and bloody, with claw marks that made it itchy to look at.

In order to prevent him from scratching again, he was even tied up.

"Patriarch, it's so itchy!"

The man struggled, his face full of ferociousness.

"Small beriberi, even a strong man who walks out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, can't bear it."

Bai Guangen sighed softly, then walked over and said to him, "I have invited a doctor for you, and the itch will disappear soon."

The man nodded, tears in the corners of his eyes.

The soldiers on the side had red eyes, and their faces were full of emotion.

Sure enough, no one who can reach the general army is simple. This move of buying people's hearts is worth learning.

Zhu Yixi, who was acting as a tool, repeated the actions just now, boiling, smoking, and soaking. After three quarters of an hour, the blood-stained feet were indeed relieved.

"Doctor, you are not bad!"

Bai Guangen changed his face instantly, and said kindly: "I just like capable doctors like you."

"No way, the effect of the secret recipe."

Zhu Yixi said modestly, there is really nothing to chat with someone like you who kills people at the slightest disagreement.

As he said that, he also announced the secret recipe without hesitation to enhance the combat power of the train battalion.

After all, willow leaves are too common, and the method is simple. You can know it once you use it. It's better to make it public and earn fame.

"A doctor like you is too rare."

Bai Guangen was silent for a while, and then he said loudly: "Come here, I will reward Doctor Zhu with a hundred taels of silver."

"This--"

Zhu Yixi was taken aback.

It's too simple and rude!
(End of this chapter)