vstars Chapter 1004 Wuwei Camp
Chapter 1004 Wuwei Camp
On the actual day, Fang Nanzhi took a car and left early in the morning.
General Wei was a third-rank general who managed the Imperial Guard Battalion in the capital.
Although the Wuwei Battalion was not as elite as the Imperial Guard, it was still of vital importance in ensuring the safety of the capital and its surrounding areas.
The Wuwei Camp was divided into two camps, one located south of the capital and the other stationed outside the capital.
Or rather, there weren't many soldiers on the south side of the capital, which was equivalent to the place where the Wuwei Battalion was on duty.
Therefore, they decided to go directly to the outskirts of Beijing.
Once they arrived at the military camp, carriages and people were not allowed to enter or leave at will.
When Fang Nanzhi registered, she only wrote down her name and Anmei, who was her assistant, so only the two of them were allowed to enter.
A young soldier, around seventeen or eighteen years old, confirmed her identity and led the way for her.
"Dr. Fang, the general is already waiting for you in the main tent."
Xiao Bing occasionally stole glances at Fang Nanzhi, but very subtly, with no malice in his eyes, only pure curiosity.
Everyone in and around the capital knew about the young doctor who had cured the Crown Prince, but he still hadn't expected him to be so young.
He looks even younger than his sister, and he has a serious expression on his face... kind of cute.
Fang Nanzhi was completely unaware, and tried her best to look like a doctor.
Anmei noticed, but didn't sense any hostility, so she lowered her head and pretended to be an ordinary maid.
Before we came, the master said that this was a military camp, and that the young lady should only do what she was supposed to do and not cause trouble.
As a maid, she had to be even more obedient.
Upon entering the main tent, I learned that General Wei had not yet arrived; he was reportedly leading his troops on horseback in the back.
There were already two people in the tent. One of them, who knew Fang Nanzhi, was Xing Yun, the son of Physician Xing.
Upon seeing the visitor, Xing Yun stood up and cupped his hands in greeting: "Young Doctor Fang."
"Hello, Dr. Xing."
Fang Nanzhi was flattered and quickly returned the greeting.
She felt a little uncomfortable because the other person was so much older than her and was being so polite.
"This is Qiulu Mountain in the nursery, Dr. Qiu."
Xing Yun even took the initiative to act as an intermediary, introducing her to another young man.
The other party is 25 years old, the son of the head manager of the orphanage, and has already started seeing patients.
Doctor Qiu also stood up and exchanged greetings with Fang Nanzhi.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the three of them sat down together.
Since we're all in the same industry, we can always find things to talk about when we get together.
Fang Nanzhi soon learned that Xing Yun was skilled in treating a wide range of illnesses, which was probably due to the special training he received from Physician Xing in the hope that he could enter the Imperial Hospital in the future.
Qiulushan is most skilled in treating typhoid fever in children. The reputation of the nursery is due to its effective treatments for children.
Of course, this doesn't mean they're incapable of other aspects.
The three chatted for a while, and then more people arrived.
The one who came was Wang Fuming from the Wang family, the physician.
After the last exchange conference, Physician Wang was very disappointed with his chosen grandson, Wang Fuyang. He decided to work on tempering Wang Fuyang's character and instead intensified the training of other children in the clan.
For this free clinic, the Wang family sent three people: Wang Fuming, a grandson born out of wedlock, and two grandnephews.
Compared to Wang Fuyang, Wang Fuming has a very peaceful and somewhat simple-minded personality.
He had been studying medicine for quite some time and knew Xing Yun.
It was the first time I had met Fang Nanzhi, and after exchanging only a few words, I asked her about her experience in curing Gu poison.
Everyone else felt embarrassed for him. Who would ask about someone's special skills on the first meeting?
But it is also known that Wang Fuming is just like that; he is focused on studying medicine and is not very good at interpersonal relationships.
If you want to learn how to cure poison, you can become Fang Nanzhi's apprentice.
Fang Nanzhi was startled. "No way, no way! This Brother Wang is almost thirty. How could she accept him?"
Besides, she's not the type to hide things.
She hadn't quite figured out the details of Gu poison, but she felt that medicine and Gu poison were inseparable and had something in common.
She had read in the medical books on the system that humans secrete various hormones, which can control emotions and affect physical health.
Therefore, Fang Nanzhi has been pondering whether the effects of Gu worms in the human body are related to stimulating the secretion of hormones.
But it seems there's more to it than that.
A Miao ethnic minority holy woman once mentioned that they possess a type of Gu poison that can disguise one's appearance.
Is the act of disguising oneself related to hormone secretion? It's a bit hard to explain.
There must be many other reasons for this.
Taking advantage of the rare opportunity, Fang Nanzhi simply shared her understanding, thoughts, and doubts.
She hopes others can offer her some advice; they're all in the same industry, so they must be quite capable.
So when General Wei arrived outside the main tent, he heard what sounded like a lively and bustling scene inside.
He stood outside the tent for a while, but when he realized he didn't understand, he stepped inside.
The five doctors, who were engrossed in their conversation, were startled when they saw the newcomer. They paused for a moment before realizing where they were and almost forgot about their business.
The group stood up and bowed together.
General Wei's gaze fell on Fang Nanzhi's waist for a moment, then looked away.
Hmm, not bad. This young doctor didn't bring the legendary jade pendant, otherwise he wouldn't dare accept this gift.
He didn't know that Fang Nanzhi had put it on, threaded it with a rope, and hung it around her neck.
She thought that she shouldn't put on airs when she came to provide free medical services, so she should keep a low profile.
But she still had to keep the jade pendant, just in case she tried to keep a low profile and encountered bullies, she would have to take it out to protect herself.
"Doctors, there's no need for such formalities. I should thank you for coming to Wuwei Camp to provide free medical services."
Everyone humbly replied, "No, no, treating the sick and saving lives is a doctor's duty."
After exchanging pleasantries, General Wei introduced them to two men, both in their forties with beards, who were experienced military doctors.
"Since you are not familiar with military life, Dr. Wu and Dr. Zhu will introduce you."
General Wei was a very capable man; after finishing his business, he left.
He felt that how the remaining doctors would provide free medical services was not something he should worry about.
However, they also left behind a deputy general, so that they could find someone to help them if needed.
The two military doctors adopted a very humble attitude. They had both been conscripted into the army years ago and were originally just rural doctors.
They are self-aware that their medical skills are far inferior to those of qualified doctors.
Moreover, these are all promising talents cultivated by imperial physicians or large pharmacies in the capital.
They are all medically gifted; they can't compare.
The two military doctors briefly mentioned that there are currently two wounded and sick wards in the Wuwei Battalion.
There's not much else to say.
Xing Yun turned to look at Fang Nanzhi, but the latter didn't notice.
Fang Nanzhi frowned and asked, "How many people are there in the Wuwei Battalion? There aren't many wounded soldiers."
The others watched her together.
No, is it something they can ask about such a sensitive matter as the number of soldiers in the Wuwei Battalion?
"The number of registered personnel should be 20,000," Dr. Wu carefully considered his words.
There is moisture in this.
For example, some people are not on the register, while others are on the register but are not present.
This kind of thing is not something doctors should be concerned with.
Xing Yun rubbed his forehead, afraid that Dr. Fang might ask some other awkward questions, so he spoke first.
"Then let's go check out the wounded soldiers' shed first."
They came here because they needed a temporary leader.
Originally, he thought this position should belong to Fang Nanzhi.