Chapter 1223: Saved

Yuzhu hurriedly opened the door, not even minding the cold wind that suddenly rushed in, and instead used the torchlight to check on Yishang, who was on the stretcher.

"What happened to the General? Is it a trauma or poisoning? Where is your Military Doctor? Was there no treatment?"

The Soldier hurriedly replied, "It is neither trauma nor poisoning; it is a Wind-Cold. We have no medicine, not even a bit of medicine, so there was no way to treat it."

"The General is very ill and can no longer even get up, so we rushed over to find you, as you have medicine here."

Hearing it was a Wind-Cold, Yuzhu patted his own chest; it was not a major problem, and it had nearly scared him to death.

Now his tone softened: "If it's just a Wind-Cold, that's no problem at all. Come, come, let's go to the Hospital quickly; everything is fully stocked there."

The Soldiers then carried Yishang to the Western Development Group's Hospital. Previously, there was no hospital here, only a few small, dilapidated houses and a Pharmacy, which was enough to treat some minor illnesses.

But once the Engineering Team arrived and saw how crude the conditions were, that wouldn't do; it had to be fixed up properly, as the hospital was, after all, one of the most important places in a city.

So, after the Engineering Team's rush work, a connected, relatively large hospital was built, and it was fully functional; as soon as it was finished, they moved everything inside.

Yuzhu was still very fond of his new office.

Carrying Yishang into the Hospital, Yuzhu took the torch, lit the Oil Lamps in the hospital, and then lit a few candles, placing them at the head of a bed.

The torch was quickly extinguished. This was an almost entirely wooden structure; if even one house caught fire, then all the houses here would basically suffer, because the wind was strong and everyone was huddled together, so fire prevention was absolutely necessary.

It was because of this that the Engineering Team discovered that the fire prevention measures here were severely inadequate; once a fire started, there would be no time to save anything. Therefore, at the Engineering Team's request and suggestion, every household now had to have a large pile of dirt at the base of their wall, and it had to be equipped with a wooden shovel.

The sand and dirt were for extinguishing fires. Of course, water would also work, but it was already this season; no matter what container was used, the water would freeze. It was fine in the summer, but in Winter, it was definitely not possible.

Furthermore, there were no containers large enough to hold the water needed to extinguish a fire; that would require a large water vat. However, the Brick and Tile Kiln here had only just been built and had not yet fully entered production; it could only fire some small daily items, and it could not yet make large ones.

Fortunately, the water wells did not freeze in Winter. The Western Development Group had an abundant water source, and the groundwater level was low, which was why they were able to dig enough water wells here to make it so convenient for everyone to use water.

This could be considered one of the few advantages of the Western Development Group; there was no need to worry about water sources at all, as water was everywhere, ready to be used whenever needed.

The lighting was sufficient, but after transferring Yishang from the stretcher to the bed, Yuzhu truly felt afraid again, because Yishang was now terrifyingly thin, as if he had been abused.

The Soldiers knew Yishang's current situation, so they hurriedly explained, "The General cannot eat. We have tried our best to get the General to eat, but all the Maltose and honey we brought have been eaten, and we have no other way. The General can only eat a tiny bit of food a day."

Yuzhu tremblingly placed his hand on Yishang's wrist: "I know, I know. How long has the General been ill, and under what circumstances did the illness start?"

The Soldier said without hesitation, "It has been over ten days. It snowed one night, and the wind was strong and cold. The General came out to direct us in our work, and the next day he was like this; he has been ill ever since."

Yuzhu was panicked; he hadn't expected a Wind-Cold to be this serious for the General. He was so thin now; fortunately, he had been sturdy enough before, or if he had been a thin person, he definitely wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.

Yuzhu quickly assessed Yishang's condition and immediately arranged for the Soldiers: "Quick, go find someone to boil some porridge or something for the General, then get the fire started here. I am going to boil medicine for the General."

The Soldier was unfamiliar with the place and didn't know who to look for, so the herdsman directly grabbed a Soldier and said, "Come on, let's go find Regiment Commander Ce!"

Ce was also sleeping, but he was woken up. Being called in the middle of the night could never be a good thing. He was already wondering what kind of bad news it could be, but when the herdsman explained the situation, his brain stalled for two seconds.

The Changle Prince, whom he had been most worried about, had returned to the Western Development Group safe and sound, but he hadn't expected that General Yishang, whom he hadn't worried about at all, had already reached such a dangerous state. He hurriedly rolled out of bed, intending to find people and mobilize them.

The Soldier hurriedly stopped him: "Regiment Commander Ce, put on some thick clothes first. It's cold, really cold. The General's illness was caused by the cold; you mustn't get sick from the cold too!"

Ce took the advice, put on thick clothes, and then went out to find people in the Development Group. He quickly found a cook and a few capable women, preparing to serve Yishang day and night.

Those Soldiers who had been exhausted for a long time were now also arranged by Yishang to stay in the Hospital; the place was relatively large and had beds, so they could sleep more comfortably.

Once the bedding was laid out and the stove was lit, the Soldiers' worries were set aside, and they fell asleep as soon as they hit the beds, not needing to worry about anything else.

After waiting for Yishang to drink a little bit of porridge, Yuzhu gave him the medicine he had boiled and instructed, "General, if you feel hungry, just say so. Eat whenever you are hungry. As long as you can eat more and more, your body will be able to recover quickly."

After Yishang drank a bowl of very bitter medicine, he lay down and fell into a daze before long. Now that he had medicine, he truly felt much more at ease, because he knew he would definitely survive. He had complete trust in the medical arts of Huaxia, because the doctors were all taught by Baifeng.

But Yuzhu didn't trust himself much right now, because he had never seen a Wind-Cold patient this severe, and coupled with Yishang's special status, he was extremely nervous.

Yishang now had several types of Wind-Cold combined: Wind-Cold, Qi deficiency, and Yin deficiency. It could only be treated little by little. This Wind-Cold of Yishang's would take a long time to slowly recover from.

Fortunately, the medicine here was relatively complete, and there was no such thing as having no medicine; it was just that it differed somewhat from the standard prescriptions Baifeng had taught. After all, there were some places of origin for medicine that humans had not yet set foot in, so they could only use similar medicines as substitutes. But one point where it was better than later generations was that even with substitute medicines, the efficacy was just as powerful, and some animal-based medicines that were not allowed to be used could now be used freely. This was, after all, an era that put people first, an era centered on people.