Struggle in the Steam Age

　　 I have to say that as the central city in the largest industrial zone of the White Eagle Federation, the overall level and situation of this field hospital is already top-notch under the conditions of this era. Therefore, Lawrence relied on his memories to point out some small problems in the disinfection process of five or six similar medical personnel, and then he planned to follow the stretcher team to the front line to see.

　　 "Are you going to the front line?" When he followed the stretcher team to prepare to go to the pier, they passed on to each other when he heard the policeman who led them ask, "Do we need someone to protect you?"

　　 "Thank you, but it doesn't take that much trouble." Lawrence patted the pistol on his waist and said that after deciding to go to the front line, he is now fully armed and has one long, two short and three guns on his body. "As a formal caster, it will not be dangerous to follow the stretcher team to the front line, please rest assured!"

　　 The steam barge was turning around in the tortuous man-made canal, and ten minutes later they boarded a breakwater. At this time, there were bursts of artillery firing in the distant fog, and a little light on the water was also looming.

"We're here." The captain yelled to Lawrence and the others on the deck through the copper horn in the wheelhouse. At the same time, several figures appeared on the breakwater, grabbing the rope thrown by the sailor on the ship and tied it to the fixed pile. , And then put a springboard of more than two meters wide rope guardrail on the ship.

　　 There is only one purpose of using this over-spec springboard, and that is to facilitate the transportation of the wounded. But from another perspective, this thing is also convenient for these doctors who are not suitable for life on board to get on and off the ship.

　　 "You came too in time." A blood-stained lieutenant stood on the shore and said to the people on the ship, "It just so happens that we have a group of wounded who have just arrived and need to be transported."

　　 After finishing talking, he took Lawrence and the others to the end of the breakwater, followed the path on the breakwater to the hill at the end of the breakwater and turned a bend. A small temporary hospital made up of tents appeared in front of Lawrence and the others.

　　 "That's it." The lieutenant led Lawrence and they approached one of these tents and lifted the curtain. A **** smell rushed directly into everyone's nose.

　　 "Why don't the wounded be treated and classified first?" Seeing the wounded wounded in all kinds of rags lying on the tent floor, Lawrence immediately turned his head and asked the lieutenant who brought them over. "If everything needs the doctor here, then they are simply too busy."

　　 "Who are you?" After hearing Lawrence's words, the lieutenant who should be someone in charge here turned his head and looked at Lawrence and asked, "Why have I never seen you before?"

　　 After hearing the officer's inquiry, Lawrence immediately took out the commission from his arms, but before he handed it to the officer, the stretcher team leader sent by the hospital took the initiative to explain to Lawrence. "He is the medical and logistics inspector just appointed by the command and is also a member of the Federal Academy of Sciences."

　　 The doctor paused and thought about it. Then he explained, "It is the theory he put forward to disinfect wounds, and thanks to that theory, we have saved many wounded people."

　　 "So it was you." After listening to the doctor's explanation, the officer's eyes looked at Lawrence suddenly became respectful, and then he took a step forward and walked to Lawrence and raised his right hand in salute. "Thanks to your disinfection theory, my good brothers can successfully save their limbs and lives. I will thank you instead of them."

　　 "This is what I should do." Seeing the other person walked in front of him to salute, Lawrence quickly stood up straight, and then raised his hand to touch the brim of his hat in return.

　　 Because of this relationship, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became relaxed. The members of the stretcher team began to carry the wounded to the barge according to the plan to prepare for evacuation to the war hospital, while Lawrence and Syfiel were led by the officer at this time to patrol the tent hospital. Of course, Syfiel just stood behind Lawrence as a bodyguard.

　　 After inspecting several tents, Lawrence found that the others were similar: the tents were full of injured people, and the groans and smell of blood filled the tent.

"Mr. August, it is not that we do not want to provide you with a better treatment plan. Every soldier and we are brothers, how can we ignore them?" Seeing Lawrence's face getting worse and worse, the officer He also told Lawrence helplessly about the problems he had encountered. "But we really have no other way."

　　 "No way?" Lawrence asked in a puzzled manner, "Is there no medical soldier in the army?"

When talking about this, Lawrence suddenly felt wrong, because he didn't have the word medical soldier in his mind at all, so he had no choice but to put the words doctor and soldier together to form a new vocabulary. .

"Medical-soldier." The officer in front of him was also taken aback. Although he hadn't heard the word, he could probably guess what Lawrence was talking about through the two parts of the word, but there seemed to be a problem in understanding. . "We also have military doctors, but the number is very small. After all, it is too difficult to train a doctor."

　　 "No, no, I'm not talking about a doctor." Lawrence explained quickly. As a person with complete medical education, he knows how difficult it is to train a real doctor. "The medical soldiers I'm talking about are not military doctors, but ordinary soldiers. To be precise, they are ordinary soldiers who have received simple medical training."

　　 "Simple medical training, you mean—" This officer was very interested in Lawrence's proposal. It may be because of Lawrence's medical achievements, so his confidence in Lawrence may be greater than Lawrence himself.

"That is to say, select some of the soldiers who are smarter and quicker. Then teach them simple hemostasis, disinfection, simple treatment of wounds, and ways to transport the wounded." Lawrence recalled the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" that he had read in his previous life. Speaking of the above content. "Because it is something very simple, it will be very fast to train."

　　 "If that's the case, let's try it." Before the lieutenant in front of Lawrence could say anything, a major general with a gold star studded with golden epaulettes on his shoulder opened the curtain and walked in.

"General Lee." Looking at the middle-aged general who entered the tent~www.ltnovel.com~The lieutenant in front of Lawrence immediately raised his hand and gave a military salute. At the same time, Lawrence also took off his hat and put it on his left chest and made a slight bow. Bow.

"Okay, okay, now is not the time to pay attention to etiquette." The General Lee responded to Lawrence more casually and said to Lawrence and the others, then stared at Lawrence and asked: "Can you briefly introduce what medical soldiers can do What? I believe that what a member of the Federal Academy of Sciences came up with was definitely not that simple."

"Thank you for your compliment, General." Lawrence smiled. "Actually, in my plan, these medical soldiers have other purposes besides mastering simple wound treatment and evacuation of the wounded, such as instructing everyone to perform sanitation. Regulations, such as the promotion of various hygiene knowledge, such as inspections of various dietary hygiene, and the discovery of signs of various infectious diseases."

　　 "This sounds great." General Li nodded, and then asked a more important question. "But how long does it take to train like this?"

"Then it depends on the level of learning and who has learned it?" Lawrence said, "If it is an extraordinary person who studies and only learns related to trauma treatment, then one morning will be enough. But ordinary people think It takes at least two months to learn the full set."

　　 "Understood." General Lee thought for a while and patted Lawrence on the shoulder. "I will find some people for you. You can first help train a group of medical soldiers who only master the knowledge of trauma treatment."

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