Yan Tieyi received the list sent to him by Su Chaoliu.
He couldn't understand a word about the grass, flowers or vines on it.
He directly handed it over to his life adjutant and asked him to purchase the herbs mentioned above and bring them back for processing.
The adjutant didn't understand: "Major General, is this useful?"
The wound on Yan Tieyi's back was so deep that the bones could be seen. It would not heal without lying in the treatment cabin. The adjutant did not think these things were useful.
"What nonsense," Yan Tieyi said tiredly, "You'll know if it works or not, so hurry up and go."
Who can stop the decision made by Yan Tieyi? The life deputy had to go out to do things with the list.
He didn't take these plants seriously before, but this time he did something secretly with Chongming Liyingwai. This injury was caused by that operation. Although there is a treatment cabin on the starship, the energy stone is an important national strategic material. , all the treatment cabins are connected to the Internet, and as soon as he lay down with his injury, everything was exposed.
A minor illness or pain can be covered up, but how to explain such a wound?
Therefore, we can only use therapeutic devices that are not connected to the Internet, but the effect of the therapeutic device is just that.
Chongming told him that the herbal medicine he used last time was very effective. If he didn't want his wound to be known to others, he should go to Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi.
Originally, if Su Chaoliu didn't contact him, he would contact her in a roundabout way.
Fortunately, Su Chaoliu directly solved his urgent need.
In fact, it would be better to bring Su Chaoliu here, but the student competition is about to start in three days, and Yan Tieyi does not intend to distract Su Chaoliu at this time.
Although the herbs on the list are not commonly used, it is really not difficult for Yan Tieyi's life assistant. He only used his own channels to contact some offices, and these offices only took half a day to deliver these herbs. come over.
Although the people in the office don't know what General Yan wants these things for.
"Major General, I got it back," the life adjutant walked into Yan Tieyi's room quickly, "What should we do next?"
Yan Tieyi's wounds have been treated with treatment devices twice in the past half day, and each time the effect was worse than the last.
Yan Tieyi was already covered in cold sweat: "Follow the methods on the list and move quickly."
Su Chaoliu could see the clues, and others might not be able to do the same. He would be a guest at the student competition in three days, and he had to make the wound better before then. It would not be good if the wound burst open and left blood stains on his clothes.
The life adjutant was also in a hurry. He followed the notes on the list and first made a bowl of bitter and unpleasant medicine for Yan Tieyi. Yan Tieyi drank it all in one gulp without even frowning.
The life adjutant is very worried. I don’t know what effect these things have. Wouldn’t they be poisonous if mixed together?
But... he couldn't violate Yan Tieyi's decision, so he could only worry in his heart.
Then he crushed some herbs, applied them to the wound, and wrapped it with a bandage.
There are also some herbs that cannot be used directly and must undergo some processing, and the life assistant is also very busy.
Yan Tieyi put on his clothes carefully, trying not to let the bandages spread out. He could tell that the bandages the life adjutant gave him were not as good as the bandages Chongming had done at the time.
"Don't tell anyone about my injury," Yan Tieyi explained. "Send a message to my father and tell him I won't go home just yet. I will go back after the student competition is over."
At that time, he had been recovering from his injury for half a month, so he should be... almost done.
"The marshal will notice it," the life adjutant said worriedly.
Yan Tieyi didn't care: "When you find out, you find out that I am his son, and he always has to clean up my mess."
Very confident.
The medicine contained sleeping ingredients, and Yan Tieyi fell asleep quickly. He had just come back and expressed that he wanted to rest and had put off all social activities.
Of course, even if he wasn't injured in the past, most of his social interactions were through promotion, and only a few would show his face.
He slept on his stomach for two hours. Because sleeping on his stomach was uncomfortable, he only slept for two hours intermittently. If he really couldn't sleep, he sat up and read the documents.
I didn't dare to lean on the bedside or the back of the chair, so I could only sit upright.
The life deputy heard the commotion and knocked on Yan Tieyi's door.
"Come in." Yan Tieyi glanced at the time. It was already past twelve o'clock in the night, and the life adjutant hadn't gone to bed yet.
"Major General," the life adjutant walked in, "how are you feeling now?"
"It's fine, nothing happened," Yan Tieyi said, "Don't you have my body's real-time data on your optical brain?"
So there is no need to ask how he is doing.
The life adjutant doesn't know, but there are some things that he doesn't feel at ease without the personal confirmation of the person involved.
The life adjutant said: "Major General, please show me your wound again."
Yan Tieyi took off his shirt, revealing his muscular back.
Then the life adjutant was very surprised to find that Yan Tieyi's wound was much better and was showing signs of healing. Although the treatment device had been used to control the injury before, the wound had always been red and swollen and looked very hideous. Now the redness and swelling of the wound have dissipated a lot.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Yan Tieyi couldn't help but turn his head and look at his back, but unfortunately he couldn't see it: "What's wrong?"
"No," the life adjutant came to his senses and immediately replied, "The injury is better, but you must be careful not to re-open the wound."
Although he heard what the life deputy said, Yan Tieyi didn't know the specific situation. He said, "Take some photos and show them to me."
The life adjutant took a few pictures of the wound and sent them to Yan Tieyi.
Yan Tieyi enlarged the photo, looked at it carefully, and pondered: "It seems that these medicines are effective. Is there any relevant theory published in pharmacy?"
Naturally, Yan Tieyi's life adjutant is not an ordinary person. He nodded: "As far as I know, there are, and relevant papers have been published in journals, but it is not easy to find and pick herbs. It is very difficult to do. For mass production, we can only order it through private customization by finding qualified pharmacists.”
If it were before, Yan Tieyi wouldn't think there was anything wrong, but now his thinking has been broadened. He frowned: "No one wants to plant drugs?"
Just like growing rice.
"It's very difficult," said the life adjutant, "because the cost of finding herbal medicine is high, so the cost of making the medicine is also high. When the cost is high, the selling price is high. When the selling price is high, the market is small. And without the market, who would want to Let’s do it.”
"Don't worry about the market," Yan Tieyi said without raising his eyebrows. "The military can definitely absorb it. You can talk to the logistics. If no one does it, the military will do it themselves."
They fight in the wild and often have no time to return to the treatment cabin. If the injuries can be temporarily controlled with herbs, the casualty rate will be reduced.
The life adjutant did not refute Yan Tieyi. He was a wounded person now, so just follow him.
But how did Yan Tieyi develop this habit of not caring about money? It really comes up every time he thinks about it.
Yan Tieyi was recuperating here, but Su Chaoliu thought for a long time after completing training on the second day after Yan Tieyi came back, and asked Su Chaoqi: "Do you want to make a pot of chicken soup for the major general?"
Su Chaoqi raised his eyebrows: "Are you worried?"
Su Chaoliu was a little worried: "He will also attend as a guest at the opening ceremony of the student competition... I don't know how the injury is or whether it will affect his attendance."
"Why are you so concerned," Su Chaoqi shook his head and smiled, "A person of the rank of major general, are you still afraid that no one will take care of him?"
"They are them, and I am me," Su Chaoliu tutted, "For the sake of his face, Ai Wu and Wu are nosy."
Su Chaoqi thought for a while: "If you want to send it, you can send it, but I don't know where to send it."
Since they have already brushed their faces in front of Yan Tieyi, they should brush their faces in front of Yan Tieyi a few more times. Anyway, one favor is a help, and two favors are a help. There is no harm in helping more. After all, this is a trivial matter for them.
Su Chaoliu went to ask Yan Hanguang about Yan Tieyi's current address.
Yan Hanguang thought for a while: "Let me handle the things. It's not appropriate for you to give them away."
After all, he is Yan Tieyi's younger brother, so it makes sense for him to send him off.
So Su Chaoqi made a large pot of chicken soup and added angelica root and astragalus root that she had purchased at some point. The whole pot of chicken soup had a strong medicinal smell.
Then she carried the pot of chicken soup to the training ground and handed it to Yan Hanguang.
Yan Hanguang notified Yan Tieyi's life adjutant through encrypted communication, and the life adjutant came to pick it up in person.
After all, it is not convenient to disclose Yan Tieyi's current address. Once exposed, many people may come to visit, so he can only resort to such troublesome methods.
Taking the chicken soup back to his residence, Yan Tieyi opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma of chicken soup mixed with a strange smell hit his nostrils.
Yan Tieyi has drunk chicken soup several times, and never has chicken soup tasted like this.
The life adjutant also thought the smell was strange. It didn't smell like it, but it wasn't unpleasant either.
"Major General, here is another note." The life assistant sharply took out the note from under the pot and handed it to Yan Tieyi.
This shouldn't be written by Yan Hanguang. Yan Tieyi still recognizes Yan Hanguang's handwriting.
"Major General, there are some medicinal materials in the soup, which are beneficial to the body's recovery. I hope you will recover soon."
There was no signature, but Yan Tieyi guessed who wrote it. He curled his lips and put the note into his space button.
The life adjutant has been following Yan Tieyi for several years, and he noticed that Yan Tieyi's mood seemed to have improved a bit.
Because Yan Tieyi was injured before, although he could endure the pain caused by the wound, it would inevitably affect his mood.
Feeling better because of a pot of chicken soup?
The life adjutant shook off this idea. This was not something he should care about: "Major General, let me get you a bowl."
"Get a few more," Yan Tieyi coughed lightly, "I can't finish the drink alone."
"But……"
"Nothing to worry about, just call a few more people to come over and join us," Yan Tieyi said without refusal, "You have worked hard this time to go out with me. I just want to treat you to a bowl of soup."