"Oh…" When the alcohol came into contact with the wound, Fat Tiger's face instantly turned pale.
Just as he was about to cry out loud, he thought of what Wang Jian had said to him just now and immediately stopped his voice.
Meng Fan looked at the fat tiger in front of him in surprise.
When he entered the room to get the alcohol and cloth, he didn't hear what Wang Jian said to Fat Tiger.
He had experienced the pain of disinfecting wounds with alcohol before. It felt so good.
What he didn't expect was that Fat Tiger could actually hold on without shouting.
The first time he used alcohol to disinfect the wound, he cried and screamed.
After the first attempt, Meng Fan no longer used alcohol and switched to the non-irritating hydrogen dioxide instead.
However, with the current conditions, he could only purify the alcohol. The hydrogen dioxide was far from enough.
"As expected of a man! That old fellow was just talking about you. I think what he said was wrong. Our Fat Tiger is so brave. He can endure such pain, right?”Meng Fan encouraged with a smile.
"What are they doing?" asked Ying Zheng.”
Qin Chao didn't have the concept of disinfecting wounds, so Ying Zheng naturally couldn't understand Meng Fan's operation.
After wiping the wound with alcohol, Meng Fan quickly grabbed a piece of cloth and bandaged Fat Tiger up. He explained while doing his hand movements,""This is to disinfect the wound."
"Disinfect?" Ying Zheng was taken aback, apparently not quite understanding the meaning of this word.
Wang Jian opened his mouth impatiently and said," You brat, really. Isn't it just a little wound the size of a fart?" Wouldn't it be fine if he just bandaged it? Was there a need to be so dilly-dallying?”
After tying the knot, Meng Fan stood up.""What do you know! If the wound was not disinfected, it would easily get infected.”
" Once it gets infected, it's not something that can be easily cured." Meng Fan directly retorted." To think that you were once in the military. How many of the casualties on the battlefield are due to improper treatment of wounds, eventually becoming infected and oozing pus, forcing amputations and losing combat effectiveness?"”
Wang Jian was stunned. Meng Fan was telling the truth about what had happened on the battlefield, and there were many such cases.
As a veteran of the Great Qin Army, Wang Jian had experienced many battles in his life.
Naturally, he knew the reason for the loss of troops.
After the battle, there were many casualties, but many of the soldiers were not seriously injured. They should not have lost the ability to continue fighting.
However, even after bandaging these wounds, some of them were difficult to heal. In the end, pus flowed out and even festered, and they had to be amputated.
Strictly speaking, the loss of troops after the war was more than the loss in the war!
As an old general, Wang Jian had also looked for a solution before, but he had never had a clue.
It was not that he had not consulted a famous doctor, and the doctor had also given him a solution. That was to apply herbs on the wound in time and then bandage it.
However, the battlefield was chaotic to begin with. How could they have the time to find herbs for you?
Moreover, with so many wounded soldiers, the amount of medicinal herbs needed was definitely not small.
Thinking up to here, Wang Jian could not help opening his mouth to ask,""Kid, can the water you poured on the cloth prevent the wound from festering?”
He curiously picked up the small bottle of alcohol next to Meng Fan and sniffed it.
"What strong wine!" After smelling the alcohol, Wang Jian frowned and said," Isn't this wine? It feels even stronger than what we drank before!”
"Wine?" Hearing this, Ying Zheng was also stunned.
Meng Fan snorted disdainfully.""I purified the white wine a few times before I got it. I named it alcohol.”
"Alcohol? Good name, hehe, let this old man have a taste.”Wang Jian wanted to put it into his mouth after saying that.
"I advise you not to try it if you don't want to die!”Meng Fan quickly stopped her.
Although this alcohol was refined from wine and did not contain any toxic substances, it was still more than 95 degrees Celsius, even higher than the legendary Life Potion…
Meng Fan couldn't predict what would happen if Wang Jian drank such a high concentration of alcohol.
He did not want to collect Old Wang's corpse!
He didn't want this old thing to die in his own house.
Hearing his reminder, Wang Jian finally stopped what he was doing. He looked at the small porcelain bottle in his hand with some doubt and disbelief."It can't be, right? Could this little bit of alcohol kill someone?”
"Then drink it!" Hearing his doubts, Meng Fan snorted." Go out and drink. Don't die in my house and make me waste my time collecting your corpse."”
"..."
After teaching Wang Jian a lesson, Meng Fan walked up to the Ferghana Horse.
Sensing Meng Fan's breath, the horse shifted uneasily to the side, its mouth letting out a low growl.
It still hadn't forgotten Meng Fan's lecture last time.
Patting its neck, Meng Fan said,""Don't worry, I won't hit you."
After saying that, he circled around it a few times as if he was sizing something up.
"Fat Tiger, do you want to ride a horse?" Meng Fan, who had finished checking the Ferghana Stallion, turned to ask the three children.
Actually, Wang Jian's curriculum arrangement was not a problem in his opinion. Teaching these children to ride horses was not wrong.
Anyway, it was something that they had to learn sooner or later. It was good to learn it earlier. It was just that they did not have any harness, so it was not easy for the children to get started.
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