"I've got it on my back," Si'an patted the bundle on his back and passed on Gu Jinli's message to Qin San Lang.
After listening, Qin San Lang led Si'an out of the camp, pointed at the injured soldiers, either lying or crouching, and said: "Zhang Zhong, untie all the bandaged wounds, let them apply this new medicine juice before rebandaging."
To be honest, the injured soldiers had a pained look upon hearing this.
"Sir, we endured the pain to bandage our wounds, and now you want us to undo it and bandage again—do you think we haven't suffered enough?"
But Qin San Lang's fierce reputation was well-known throughout the Prefecture garrison, and these soldiers had trained under him in winter, summer, and night drills. They admired and feared him, daring not to oppose, so they obediently endured the pain and untied the bandages, ready for the alcohol application.
