[Picking your feet to eat]: It's so boring, why don't you even have a robber bandit?

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Although I also think the live broadcast these days is very boring, but bandits or something, a little brain will not come to send them to death, okay? Money is moving, but it is also necessary to enjoy a small life, not to mention the anchor's humanoid killer, and the other 5,000 guards are not to be watched, people are wearing armor one by one, holding guns and halberds, and small-scale bandits dare not rob. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

[Tonsil inflammation]: #掩面, as a newcomer in the live broadcast room, I don't think it's boring to watch the onlookers transcribe emergency care.

[Precautions]: Yes, I feel that such a bland live broadcast content is also good. It is hoped that the anchor can carry forward this first-aid knowledge in this plane, create the noble profession of "nurse" in advance, and improve the social status of the majority of disadvantaged women.

Departing from Hejian to Shangjing, the journey takes a lot of time.

There were 5,000 guards outside, and the bandits didn't dare to come forward, so Jiang Pengji naturally calmed down.

When she had nothing to do, she put the knowledge of battlefield first aid on the agenda, carefully took the pen and copied it, and slowly saved three or four hundred pages.

Treading snow grinded for Jiang Pengji, and like this, she persisted for many days, but this day she finally couldn't help her curiosity and asked.

"Slave Lang Jun has been copied in the car these days, I don't know what is written?"

Jiang Pengji just finished copying one, carefully checked it carefully, confirmed that it was correct, and then dried the ink in the smoker.

"It's nothing, it's just some simple Qihuang medical skills. Jiang Pengji put the dried paper into the box, and took out another brand new paper and spread it on the table, the carriage was still bumpy, but it did not affect her neat handwriting.

Treading Xue said with a smile while grinding ink, "Qihuang Medical Technique, when did Lang Jun become interested in these side doors?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Medical skills save lives, learn more, maybe when it can be put to use, in my opinion, this is the right way." ”

As soon as she explained this, she didn't have much interest in stepping on the snow.

His own Lang Jun is indeed very smart and has a strong learning ability, but where is Qihuang's medical skills so easy to understand?

Even if she starts to devote herself to research now, and after three or five years of study, she will be at the level of an apprentice.

Soon, time passed quickly in Jiang Pengji's silent copy.

The full moon had quietly risen outside, and everyone stopped hurrying and made fires to cook.

Treading Xue covered his lips with his hands, yawned sleepily, and squeezed out two tears from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, Jiang Pengji said pityingly, "If you are sleepy, go and rest, I don't have to serve here." ”

Treading the snow to hold on to his spirit, he said, "How can this work? If the slave goes down to rest, who will grind Lang Jun?"

Jiang Pengji smiled slyly, "Don't forget, your family Langjun still has a scholar." Grinding is his job, let him take over you. ”

Xu Ke outside sneezed silently.

It's not hypocritical to step on the snow, she is really sleepy at this time, and her head is little by little when she was grinding just now, and she almost fell asleep.

The slave didn't refuse, so he went to call Xu Langjun over. ”

Jiang Pengji said, "Don't forget to take a box of ink ingots, the ink ingots here have been used up, and it is estimated that there will not be enough to copy at night." ”

"Good. ”

Not long after stepping on the snow and leaving, Xu Ke got into the car with a box of ink ingots, lifted the curtain, and saw Jiang Pengji, who he hadn't seen for a few days.

As soon as he got in the car, he laughed and teased.

Ke was still wondering why he hadn't seen Lang Jun in the past few days, but he didn't expect Lang Jun to be studying hard in the car. ”

He knows very well that Jiang Pengji is a character who can't sit still, he likes to ride around on Dabai when he has nothing to do, and rarely stays quietly in the carriage. In the past few days, this person seems to have evaporated from the world, and she can't be seen outside.

Jiang Pengji pointed to the inkstone that was a little dry, "Grinding ink." ”

Xu Ke took out an ink ingot full of ink, grinded it carefully, and his eyes fell on the paper copied by Jiang Pengji.

"Lang Jun wrote this is ......"

"Some superficial first-aid knowledge...... Jiang Pengji stroked her forehead, and kept copying her wrist, "I have seen a lot of field history and military strategies, and found that the two armies fought, and most of the soldiers did not die on the battlefield, but died without treatment......

Treading Xue asked the same question as Xu Ke, but Jiang Pengji's answer was completely different.

The latter keenly sniffed something, and arched his hand, "Ke is presumptuous, I wonder if I can borrow a look?"

"Look at it......" Jiang Pengji casually pointed to the box on the side, which had already folded hundreds of pieces of paper, a thick stack.

Xu Ke took it and looked at it carefully, and the eyebrows were tight at first, and then slowly relaxed, until the bottom of his eyes burst into a stunning color.

"This, this ......" Xu Ke almost spoke incoherently excitedly, others were short-sighted, and felt that the technique of Qihuang was just a sideshow, but he had a long-term vision, and he knew better how important these things Jiang Pengji wrote were, and how many soldiers' lives would be saved in the future.

He bit the tip of his tongue, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked, "This is made up by Lang Jun?"

Jiang Pengji shook her head and said, "No, most of the content in it was copied from Mr. Wenfu, and then after my integration, it was written in simple and easy-to-understand words." After all, not everyone is literate, and the speech is too profound, but no one can understand it. ”

Wenfu refers to Cheng Wenfu, that is, Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng and Jiang Pengji made a deal back then, she provided bamboo paper, and the other party copied all the books in the house and sent them to her.

It's been almost three years now, and Cheng Cheng has only sent two-thirds of the books he promised, not that Cheng Cheng cheated and deliberately delayed the progress of copying books, but that this person has too many books in his home, and he can't improve efficiency alone.

Jiang Pengji pushed this knowledge to Cheng Cheng's house to collect books, and Xu Ke did not doubt him.

"I'm going to let the female tribe learn first aid. Women have always been more attentive than men, and they have an advantage in learning. ”

Xu Ke muttered, "Lang Jun's plan is not bad, even if the female troops can't go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, they can save the lives of seriously injured soldiers, and they can also make great contributions." It's just that...... Ke still has hidden worries in his heart. ”

"Worried about what?"

Xu Ke said, "Medical Tao is different from others, it is a matter of human life, if Lang Jun insists on letting female subordinates learn, it is best to hire Lang Zhong, who has noble medical ethics and excellent medical skills, to teach medical skills." If you are self-taught, Ke is worried that other accidents will happen. ”

Jiang Pengji nodded, "Your worries are not unreasonable, I also have this plan, and I will look for a candidate when I get to Beijing." ”

The level of medical skills in ancient times was very low, but there was no shortage of amazing talents, and if you search carefully, you can still find them.

It's just to teach the first aid knowledge of women's tribes, and you don't need those miracle doctors, and Lang Zhong, who has average medical skills, can also do it.