201, Treating wounded soldiers [3/3]

The bloody battle ended, all the salt bandits were destroyed, and the Yiwu people also suffered heavy casualties, especially the ordinary people who had no professions who followed up. They bravely rushed forward and confronted the salt bandits with professions. The result was of course very tragic. At least thousands of people were slightly injured, hundreds of people were seriously injured, and countless dead people were numerous. Their corpses were entangled with the salt bandits' corpses, and they kept fighting in a fighting posture. (Piaotian Literary Registration Member Recommended This Work" Piaotian Literary Registration Member Recommended This Work.)

Yi Yun wiped his cold sweat and decided in his heart that he must recruit soldiers in Yiwu. The customs here are so fierce. It turns out that the poor mountains and rivers are out of troublemakers, so he will not deceive me.

At this time, Chen Dacheng was already commanding the Yiwu people to clean up the battlefield and stripped down the objects from the salt bandits' bodies, such as some useful things such as broken silver, steel knives, and steel guns. Then he distributed the property from the bodies to the families of the Yiwu people who died in battle. He saved weapons such as steel knives and steel guns into the county warehouse for future use to resist bandits.

Although the people of Yiwu suffered heavy losses, they did not cry or make a fuss. They quietly followed Chen Dacheng's arrangements and were in an orderly manner. It seems that they trusted Chen Dacheng sincerely, so they were so obedient. The slightly injured people covered their wounds and did not speak. Many of the seriously injured were almost dead, but they also forced themselves to hold on, gritting their teeth, and humming as much as possible.

Yi Yun took Chen Yuanyuan and slowly walked to Chen Dacheng and said, "Is there anything I need my help?"

Chen Dacheng shook his head and said, "I can handle it well, and I don't need a noble prince to help me. If you really want to help us, please leave quickly and don't stare at our Babao Yinshan."

Dizzy, after seeing the Yiwu warriors, I dare to come and fight Yinshan? I don’t think I’ll be able to survive? This guy may have been hurt by the administration of the Great Manchu Kingdom, so he was so wary of others. Yi Yun decided to use his actions to slowly reverse his view. He smiled and said, “Chen Dacheng, although you are a capable person, you are not very good to the people under your rule… You are actually reluctant to save him.”

"Well? How could I not save you when I die? Have you seen me arrange for the pension of the deceased? Do you want to treat the injured?" Chen Dacheng said. Shengtang Piaotian, a registered member of the literature, recommended this work.

Yi Yun shook his head and said, "You are pretending to be fishy. In fact, you don't want to save them at all, and you don't think about them."

"You're talking nonsense!" Chen Dacheng was so angry that he was half-expected by Yi Yun: "I'm wholeheartedly for the people of Yiwu, how can you slander me? Even if you are the prince, you can't do this. If you can't tell me one, two or three today, I will never end up with you."

The Yiwu people next to them were also angry at Yi Yun's words, and several people jumped out and cursed: "Hey, why are you talking? Our County Magistrate Chen is the best, you can't slander him."

"The person who slanders County Magistrate Chen, get out of Yiwu!"

The crowd suddenly became angry. These people had just passed a bloody battle. When the qi and blood were surging, they wanted to kill people when they got angry, and their eyes were full of murderous aura.

As the "God of Death", Chen Yuanyuan felt extremely sensitive about murderous aura, and she felt a little worried. If Yi Yun was in danger, in order to keep the secret of the transfer treasure, she would have to kill someone.

But Yi Yun was not afraid at all. He suddenly laughed: "Chen Dacheng, look at my profession!"

After saying that, a red light flashed on Yi Yun's body, and two big words jumped up from his head: "Doctor".

"Ah?" Chen Dacheng was shocked, and the Yiwu people next to him were also stunned: "This playboy profession is actually a doctor?"

Yi Yun smiled and said, "Chen Dacheng, look at how many Yiwu people were injured. At this critical moment, you actually wanted to drive me, the 'doctor' out of the city and ask me to go away. You obviously don't want to save them."

Chen Dacheng was speechless.

"How is it, do you still want me to leave quickly?" Yi Yun said with a smile.

"Don't...don't leave!" Chen Dacheng suddenly softened his knees and knelt on the ground with a thud. When Yi Yun mentioned the prince's identity, he just gave a simple gift. Now Yi Yun showed his profession of a doctor. He actually knelt down, his head drooped, and said seriously: "Prince Jiashan, please don't leave, take action to treat the people of Yiwu. There are many seriously injured among them, and they can't live tonight..."

The profession of doctor is extremely precious in Dameng Country. It often takes a few cities to find. For example, in the Jiangnan area, there are only prosperous places like Nanjing, Hangzhou, Suzhou, and Ningbo, but it is impossible to invite a "doctor" to come in small counties like Yiwu. (Piaotian Literature Registration Member Recommends This Work" Piaotian Literature Registration Member Recommends This Work.)

Chen Dacheng planned to treat thousands of people who were slightly injured with some herbs, but he was helpless when he was seriously injured. Maybe he could only sit and watch them die. Now he suddenly found that there was a "doctor" in front of him, which really saved his life. His noble knee bent in front of Yi Yun.

Yi Yun didn't expect him to kneel down and quickly reached out to help him up: "Mr. Chen, don't be too polite. I think you care about the people and feel very admiration. Let me help you do my part. I'll stay to help you treat people, but... let's explain first, my 'doctor' is only a second-level profession, and there is no way to deal with too many injuries."

Chen Dacheng was overjoyed: "It's enough to be cured. Life and death are in heaven. You can't blame you if you can't cure too much!" This title became "you", and it's really a pleasure.

He jumped up from the ground and shouted to the injured around him: "Please cover yourself with a minor injury first, carry me with serious injuries, line up in line according to the serious injury, the more severe the more serious the ones are, the more forward the ones are. Everyone should be more conscious and don't go to the line. Whoever goes to the line is to harm other people's lives. We Yiwu people will never cheat people."

"yes!"

The Yiwu people around him responded in unison, and the uninjured people helped carry the stretcher. Soon they lined up all the injured and placed them in front of them, allowing Yi Yun to treat them.

Yi Yun was also calmed down and did something for the people. He was quite happy. First, he examined his profession. Yi Yun had not changed the profession of "doctor" for a long time. When he turned around, he actually had 68% proficiency. It turned out that after he saved Yan Wanwan's injury in Jiangjin, he made a large number of healing medicines in Chengdu. The profession of "doctor" had long been very high, but he later changed his profession too much and forgot about it.

The first injured person who was lifted up was the worst injured. He was slashed from the shoulder by the salt bandit, his hand was broken, and the knife penetrated into his chest... Yi Yun looked at it, wiped his sweat, and shook his head and said, "This... is too heavy, I am only a second-level, the 'intermediate treatment' can't handle this kind of injury..."

The injured person had no complaints and even struggled, vomiting blood while saying thank you, and was lifted away.

The second one was lifted up was also very heavy, and the stomach was cut open and the intestines flowed out. Yi Yun felt that although this looked heavy, he had a chance, so he helped him stuff the intestines back into his stomach, and then pointed at the wound: "Zhongji treatment..."

The wound miraculously healed together, the blood stopped and the wound healed.

"Ding...get 1% proficiency, and the current total proficiency of the doctor is 69%..." Yi Yun also gained something.

"Wow!" The people in Yiwu around him cheered loudly, and many people cried with joy.

"Thank you, Mr. Luther..."

"What kind of young master, he is Prince Jiashan..."

"Thank you, Prince..."

Yi Yun waved his hand: "Don't make noise, I'll treat the wounded below. You have to thank me and wait until I finish treating it."

"Oh, yes! Don't disturb the prince to treat his injuries..." The Yiwu people, who were just brave on the battlefield, ran away like little sheep by Yi Yun, and listened to his instructions respectfully.

"If you are cured, you will retreat to the side. Don't be nervous if you haven't been cured for a while. As long as you can hold on for a while, maybe I will have a way to cure you..." Yi Yun said loudly.

"If you can't cure it, hold on for a while, as long as you don't die, you will have a chance to cure it?" Chen Dacheng was a little confused.

"That's right!" Yi Yun estimated that he would treat more than 30 serious injuries and could advance his doctoral profession to a higher level. Some injuries that cannot be cured may be cured. But this matter cannot be explained, so I can't tell Chen Dacheng directly, "I will be able to advance if I treat dozens of people."

He waved his hand and said, "Just listen to me, am I a doctor or are you a doctor?"

Chen Dacheng quickly said, "You are a doctor, you have the final say."

Yi Yun quickly took action and continued to help the injured. The seriously injured people kept lifting him. Some people were too seriously injured. Yi Yun knew that he could not be cured with his eyes. He asked them to lift them aside and put them on the side first. If he could be cured, he quickly took action. The prompt sound in his mind kept refreshing his proficiency, 69%...70%...75%...83%...the experience value was rising rapidly.

In order to gain Yi Yun's favor, Chen Yuanyuan rolled up her sleeves and shuttled between the wounded like a nurse. Sometimes she helped the injured put her intestines back into her stomach, and sometimes she bandaged the wounded and injured by the knife and gunshot. Her hands were very agile, much better than those men with thick hands and big feet dealing with them themselves.

A woman who looked gentle and gentle, had blood stains everywhere on her body, especially her small hands, which were stained with blood from the wounded. She occasionally looked down and saw her blood-red hands, and she would be scared to tears. This small detail won great respect from Yiwu people, and in Yiyun's eyes, she also had a little more favor to her.

What a great woman, she endured the blood and helped the people... It was really good!
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