Everyone in Chunyang Palace found that the Qingxu White Snake Demon began to sleep in again.

I almost died in Nanyuan Lake in exchange for a lot of pills. They don't have any heaven-defying functions, they just have enough energy and nutrients. I eat and sleep every day. I completely forget that I am still a part-time wild man, and I don't have time to take care of the wounded soldiers.

Faced with the pressure of a crisis-ridden environment, improving one's cultivation has become a top priority. Eating, eating, and sleeping has the momentum to punish those who hinder the snake cultivators no matter how far away they are.

Until one day when the battle broke out and the number of wounded soldiers increased, Xu Yue pulled Bai Yujun out of the nest.

In water battles, it is almost impossible for seriously injured people to survive. If you are seriously injured after falling into the water and have no strength, it will be difficult to wait for rescue alive. What's more, there is no place to hide when the ships of the two parties are fighting. Therefore, the wounded barracks are mostly filled with lightly wounded people. It is simple

Just sterilize, suture and bandage. If Bai Yujun encounters a situation where blood vessels are cut or internal organs are injured, there is nothing he can do.

The injured camp not far from the dock became the hope for all the soldiers to survive, and the battle became more courageous. They knew that if they were injured, they would be treated instead of being thrown aside to die like before.

The beautiful fairy in white in the wounded barracks became the admiration of many soldiers and men.

The fairy in white clothes saved many people. Old man Wang's son Wang Erhu was originally cut open in his belly and his intestines came out. He was sent to the fairy in white clothes and was rescued alive from the hands of the King of Hell. The Wang family was not wiped out.

Many young and strong soldiers were stunned when they first saw Bai Yujun.

Living in the countryside all year round, it is rare to see a truly fairy-like beauty. When you become a soldier, you will be like a sow competing with Diao Chan. Where have you ever seen a young lady with such a smooth waist, fair complexion and exquisite facial features?

Especially those young guys who have never seen the world before. When they see Bai Yujun, their faces turn red and they speak awkwardly.

At the moment, Bai Yujun is bandaging a young wounded soldier. Judging from his age, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his beard has not grown much. There are many of these big boys who should be in grade school on Earth in the barracks, wearing shabby leather jackets.

A wields his sword with all his strength, and roars and kills with his voice that is still in the stage of changing his voice. This is their life.

The boy was shot in the chest by an arrow. Fortunately, the leather armor blocked the wound and it was not deep.

Bai Yujun found scissors and carefully cut off his shirt, revealing his dark muscles. He removed his clothes and cleaned the wound with low-alcohol liquor.

The face of the big boy sitting on the chair turned red. He didn't know whether it was because of shyness or because of a wound infection and fever, which made Bai Yujun very worried.

Looking down, the boy could clearly see a pair of slender hands like white jade green onions wiping his chest.

The movements were very light and gentle, like a cat scratching an itch. The older boy had never felt this way before. His breathing was short and he didn't dare to move. His heartbeat was pounding as if it would jump out at any time. He didn't even dare to look up at the beautiful picture so close at hand.

's pretty face.

Bai Yujun raised his head and felt the violent heartbeat of the wounded soldier.

"Does it hurt too much? Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. It won't take long for you to be able to move around again."

"Hmm...hmm..."

The boy lowered his head and did not dare to speak. Bai Yujun thought he was in pain and gritting his teeth to endure it.

Slowly pull out half of the arrow shaft, confirm that there is no vital damage, and quickly cover it with a hemostatic and healing medicinal cotton cloth. Then take a long strip of cloth and start wrapping it. The bandage for chest injuries needs to be peeled off from the back and shoulders.

In the process, he inevitably got too close. Bai Yujun, who was standing behind the boy, opened his arms and wrapped the cloth strip from his shoulders to the front.

The big boy's face turned even redder. He could even feel the fragrance of the fairy-like beauty behind him. The cool breath blew on his shoulders and the hairs swayed. He felt that his whole body was tense, especially the long hair hanging down and sticking to his back, making him feel itchy in his heart.

A mouse is scratching...

Bai Yujun looked at the wounded man curiously, his heart beating like a heart attack patient.

Wrap it up and tie it into a knot.

"Okay, remember not to do strenuous exercise or take a shower within half a month, and try not to sweat."

"Well...well..."

The big boy stood up and walked away quickly with his head lowered. He didn't dare to take a deep breath until he was out of the tent.

In the treatment tent, Bai Yujun continued to treat the next wounded person...

The battle was very busy. The wounded were constantly being transported back from the front. Bai Yujun and others were busy with treatment. Blood was constantly flowing out of the tent along the gully. The soldiers responsible for cleaning up went back and forth with basins of water to rinse it several times.

The blood stains could not be washed away, and there were no analgesics. The wounded soldiers could only lie on beds or straw mats and howl, while the smell of rust filled the area.

Anyone who has smelled blood knows that the smell of blood is the smell of rust.

Another battle broke out in Nanyuan Lake.

Ships kept returning boatloads of wounded soldiers, and the docks were busy. The coolies watched from a distance as the wounded soldiers, wailing and covered in blood, were carried to the wounded barracks.

Another seriously wounded man with a broken leg was brought up.

Two warships pinched his leg during close combat. Bai Yujun cut his trousers open and shook his head. The bones and muscles were severely damaged and it was impossible to connect them. He found a hemp rope to trap his thigh to prevent excessive blood loss.

"Hold him down."

The soldiers who brought the wounded held down the man hard. They dared to fight with tears in their eyes, knowing that their fellow countryman's legs could not be saved and he would spend his whole life as a cripple.

Under the surprised gazes of everyone, he concentrated the water spirit power and pressed it on the injured leg, then raised the knife and dropped it...

"Ah... kill me... please kill me... uh uh..."

For a poor family, a lame person is a burden. He cannot work and has to be supported by the whole family. What's more, in this era, living with a lame person is more painful than death.

"Aniu! We will take you home...back to Woniu Village! We will help you farm..."

A group of men cried loudly. They were just young men from the same country who had been forcibly recruited. The only ones they could believe were their fellow countrymen.

The bleeding was stopped and bandaged with medicine, but Bai Yujun didn't even raise his head.

Working in the wounded barracks is a kind of experience. Here you can see life and death as well as the misery of the world. The more you see the misery of the world, the more glad you are that you are just a snake. You don’t have to worry about patriarchal preference and you don’t have to worry about heavy taxes and corvees. There is no such thing in this ancient era.

Happiness, endless battles and killings, you sing and I come on stage. Countless women stand outside the gate and look into the distance, hoping that the masters will return home alive. Except for a few wealthy families, the common people are just tools.

Cultivation is not only about cultivating spiritual power, but also about cultivating the mind. In the wounded barracks, you can see the misery of the world and experience the state of mind.

There is good and bad in everything.

Bai Yujun's beauty spread throughout the Nanyuan City camp, attracting the attention of many people with ill intentions.

In the past, many military officers such as generals, captains, and captains who did not know the truth publicly wanted to be important. In the feudal era, the status of women was low. In their view, it was normal for a woman who was just a doctor to come to the warm tent. After all, she led troops to kill people all day long.

Who cares about etiquette and rules?

Those people were either warned by higher-ups or beaten up by some monks who couldn't stand it.

Today, here comes another one.

A certain general wearing armor and covered in blood who had just returned from the battlefield came to the wounded barracks.

"This general is injured! Hurry up and call the little lady in white to come over and serve us!"

Bai Yujun came over.

The general's eyes were bright, his eyes were red with excitement after the fight, and he was darting up and down, but there was no injury on his body.

Then, Bai Yujun violently kicked him down, pushed him to the ground and beat him violently. He punched him in the face and quickly beat him into a pig's head...

"Okay, now you can heal the injury."
Chapter completed!