The villain who dressed as a woman

Chapter 29 Precious penicillin
"After a month, when the Prime Minister's confinement is over, I can get the peerless spear." Gu Mu thought silently, "That should be my first martial arts cheat book."

"A good martial arts secret book can double my strength."

Right now, he can only use his strength to break through tricks, but when he has enough skills and experience, his combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.

He saw the importance of martial arts cheats from Xiaosheng in the green shirt.

Originally, his internal strength and strength were not as good as his, but relying on his palm skills, he insisted on fighting evenly with him.

Late at night.

Gu Mu lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, he was awakened by the cheers of the soldiers.

"My wound is free of festering! I can go to the battlefield!"

"Me too! Me too! General, if the enemy invades, I can also help!"

"Hey, why are you all healed? I also feel that my wound has not continued to deteriorate!"

Gu Mu put on his clothes and walked out of the tent, looking at the soldiers in the barracks, swept away the haze of many days, with joy on his face!

"It's the doctor!"

"The doctor is out!"

"You said, our wounds healed so quickly, is it really the doctor's medicine that has a miraculous effect?"

Those soldiers looked at Gu Mu's eyes and began to be respectful.

Their wounds improved significantly, and they were all minor injuries. However, due to the deterioration of festering, they were in great pain and could not go to the battlefield.

Now, watching the wound suddenly start to improve, they are inevitably excited.

At this time, Shen Ci also came out of the tent.

He got up very early and had already changed his medicine once in the morning.

He really felt that the speed at which the wound continued to fester seemed to be slower.

Originally, he was worried that his waist might be crippled.

But he is not a person who can cry out for pain. As long as he can stand up, he will always be the general of these soldiers, and he will always take the lead in charging.

"The doctor is really good, I feel that my injury has improved a lot." Shen Ci said with a smile.

The generals have certified the doctor's medical skills, and the soldiers are even more excited.

They quickly gathered around, surrounded Gu Mu, and threw him high into the sky.

The soldiers were informal, that's how they recognized the doctor.

Gu Mu touched his mask with his hand.

If you accidentally drop the mask.

The soldiers found out they were throwing the Regent.

He could imagine the scene.

Probably thousands of people were so silent that a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

Gu Mu had already entered his role as a doctor. After arguing with the soldiers, he walked into the wounded barracks and looked at the more seriously injured soldiers who couldn't get out of bed.

"How do you feel?" Gu Mu didn't know how to feel his pulse, so he just asked symbolically.

After all, there are special doctors in the barracks, and they will deal with abnormal situations.

"What else can I feel? The wound won't heal in this weather, and I can only wait to die." A wounded person leaning against the door looked at the ceiling with slack eyes, and said in a despondent voice.

He suffered a wound on his abdomen and a wound on his leg, which had festered.

But in fact, these are not fatal injuries. If they were in Gu Mu's original world, they would not be life-threatening at all.

However, the medical conditions here are too backward.

"Yeah, my family book has been written. It's just a pity that I didn't kill two more enemies to protect the peace of the country's territory."

A boy of sixteen or seventeen said with regret.

Gu Mu took a deep look at him, and somewhat understood the meaning of the words "the youth is strong, the country is strong". They are the future hope of this dynasty.

Can't help asking: "Little brother, how many years have you been in the army?"

"It's only been a year and I have no experience. Thanks to the big brothers for taking care of me."

"Have you ever killed an enemy?"

"Killed."

"Are you scared?"

"The first time I was afraid, my hands were shaking, but when I thought about defending the country, I was not afraid anymore."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Wang Shiqiang. My parents are both farmers. Fortunately, I have an older brother who can take care of my parents. Unfortunately, I can't be filial to my parents. But I will devote myself to the country, so don't feel aggrieved!"

Gu Mu lifted Wang Shiqiang's clothes and looked at him. His injuries were serious, but because of his young age, he was in good shape and survived the most dangerous period. It was only because the back wounds gradually festered and never healed that he started again. Weakened day by day.

He also took two penicillin yesterday, and the festering has gradually been brought under control.

It should get better in a few days.

"Don't worry, you won't die, work hard, strive to return to your hometown with good clothes, and return to your hometown with honor."

Gu Mu patted his head and smiled.

Unexpectedly, the young man said stubbornly: "I don't want to go back home, and the country will not be peaceful for a day. I would rather die in battle than be a deserter!"

Gu Mu frowned: "Good job."

Peace and prosperity, if there is such a day.

It's not just him alone.

There are tens of thousands of people like little boys who dedicated their youth, left their hometowns, and spilled blood on the battlefield to support, more people, a bright future.

"I'm just a doctor with inexperienced medical skills."

"But, I can make you no longer afraid of infection!"

Gu Mu straightened his back and said to these soldiers:

"I can't promise to bring each of you back from the dead."

"But I can do it, so people with infected wounds can be healed!"

At the end of the day, Gu Mu discovered that the system's penicillin is still different from the modern one. After all, it is produced by the system, and the effect is better.

According to Shen Ci's feedback, none of the wounds of the soldiers who took the medicine yesterday continued to deteriorate.

The soldiers in the wounded barracks gradually widened their eyes when they heard this.

What does the doctor mean, they are saved?

You must know that there are still a small number of people who really died on the battlefield, and more people died of wound infection after returning from injuries without receiving good medical treatment.

If the doctor could really cure the wound infection, it would be like taking their lives back from the hand of death.

"It's true! Our festering wounds are healed!"

"Me too, this doctor's medical skills are really miraculous, and his hands are rejuvenated!"

Those soldiers who were less injured said immediately.

Their injuries are less serious, so the effect is more obvious, and those with serious injuries, only a doctor can tell whether there is any improvement.

"Then... the medicine the doctor gave us is so miraculous, it should be very precious!"

"Yeah, this kind of medicine should be very precious. Although I really don't want to die, I'm a bad old man. Let's leave these medicines to younger people."

"I can get through it, and I don't take medicine anymore."

On the hospital bed, those hard-bodied tough guys all scrambled to speak.

They dedicated their lives to the dynasty, but they were reluctant to take even a single medicine.

And those who were seriously injured also realized the preciousness of this medicine at this time, and they all showed guilty expressions: "I should have known that I shouldn't have taken it. My injury is not serious at all."

"Yes, it should be given to those who need it more."

(End of this chapter)