Song Jing was fine at the moment. He had been waiting for Bi Goo to give up his position, but Bi Goo refused to do so.
Then, he suddenly got excited and let go of his shoulder with the gun butt.
Song Jing pressed his shoulder firmly against the gun butt every time he fired. Oh, he pressed the gun butt firmly against his shoulder.
"Xiao Yi, don't take injections." Bi Goo rubbed his shoulder and discussed with Li Yi.
He had taken injections before, but he fainted. If it were other people, he wouldn't say anything. Li Yi was like his family, so he didn't feel ashamed.
"Let's see at night. Acupuncture and cupping are also fine. You're not afraid of acupuncture."
Li Yi understood. He was also afraid of injections at first, but later he got used to it and did it himself.
He also saw some people who didn't know how to do it, but in order to save the treatment fee, they prescribed medicine and disposable syringes in the hospital and then did it at home.
During the follow-up visit, the back of the child's hands and feet were full of needle marks.
The mother gritted her teeth and pricked the child. Once the needle was pricked, she pricked the child again.
The child was sensible and knew to look for others to make more money, so he held on.
The mother pricked the child's blood vessels as if they were bedding and clothes. Every time she pricked the child, her heart ached. She was happy when she pricked the child and pricked the child again.
Li Yi shook his head and rubbed Bi Goo's shoulder with his hands. He mainly touched the bone.
When he pushed away the skin and some muscles, Bi Goo didn't feel pain. It hurt when the skin and muscles were touched, but the tendons were fine.
"There are so many things to say about shooting. It's not easy." Bi Goo sighed with emotion as he watched others play.
"Archery is the same. If you don't master the technique well, you'll hurt your hand. So you usually wear a thumb ring.
You hold the bow with your left hand and put the arrow on the right side of the bow. At this time, if your right hand can't hold the arrow steady, you need the left thumb to hold the arrow shaft.
When you let go, if your left thumb can't move down in time, the tail of the arrow will scratch your thumb and leave a wound.
Or if the arrow shaft rubs quickly, it will blister. Sometimes it won't work and you'll get injured. "
Li Yi spoke slowly to ease Bi Goo's emotions. He was a patient now.
"There are thumb rings in the army?" Bi Goo was not familiar with them.
"Of course not. They use twine and rags to wrap their thumbs. If they were given a jade thumb ring, the soldiers would think about it all day long. How could they fight properly?
I'm going to make some bandages. One is to treat injuries, and the other is to wrap the fingers of the soldiers.
Twine is easy to tear. If it tears during a battle, just hold on. Tape is easier to use. "
Li Yi said with a smile, but it wasn't funny at all.
Archers would not wear a thumb ring, even if it was made of a worthless stone. Once they wore it, they would put their mind on it.
The archers didn't even think about jade thumb rings or bull horn thumb rings. They were useless.
It was very likely that the Battlefield Thumb Ring would fall off the moment it was moved. Was he supposed to look for it?
Bi Goo closed his eyes. After a while, Song Jing finally moved aside. Bi Goo opened his eyes. "When will the soldiers at the border be equipped with guns?"
"The Winged Knights will train one or two thousand people. The firearms they make will be sent to the border. The Winged Knights will be the instructors."
Li Yi's answer was not what Wei Zhigu thought. He didn't give 60,000 guns to the Winged Knights and the people on Taibai Mountain.
Bi Goo didn't understand this answer.
"Xiao Yi, if you send so many guns to the border, aren't you afraid that they'll cause trouble?" He began to worry about the soldiers at the border.
"How? Fight Chang 'an? Fighting Chang 'an requires generals. I'll just go and kill the generals.
No, I'm not good enough. I can't shoot accurately when I'm moving. I'll let Ziyi kill them on a flying machine.
I'll give him a few large grenades. When he finds the approximate location, he'll throw them down. With a boom, the other Non-commissioned Officer will surrender. "
Li Yi really laughed this time. He was very happy.
What army could fight Chang 'an? He killed the leader while flying.
If the wind was good, he would be ruthless and release poison. The enemies in the wind would all be lying on the ground.
"Li Yi, my shoulder hurts. It's already tight, but it still hurts." Song Jing rubbed his right shoulder with his left hand like Bi Goo did before.
He was too excited when he fired the gun and didn't notice it. When he moved aside, he felt that the right side of his neck, shoulder, back, and arm were all in pain.
Now that his head was tilted to the right, he couldn't stand it. It was as if he had fallen asleep.
His throat was also uncomfortable. Just now, the wind blew back and he inhaled the smoke after the gun was fired.
"Let's eat spicy hot pot tonight. I'll add arhat fruit, licorice, and annan. Let's drink yellow wine. No, let's drink ginseng and schisandra."
Li Yi looked at the other two people. He knew that they would all fall asleep together today.
They didn't exercise enough usually. Suddenly, they started shooting. No matter how tight they were, there would still be impact.
"What if it hurts?" Song Jing actively asked for help.
"If it hurts when your head is tilted to the right, it will feel like you have a stiff neck. When you sleep at night, your head will tilt to the left. It's the same during the day."
Li Yi gave a solution. This was a good way to treat a stiff neck.
As for moving the head, it was useless to make a cracking sound. It was a problem with the muscles and tendons. If it was dislocated, it would be fine to move the head. If it wasn't dislocated, it was caused by fatigue.
The best way was to tilt to the left. If it hurt, then tilt to the right and vice versa. This way, it could be adjusted in a few hours.
Tilt to the left or right? It hurts all over? Hurry up and see a doctor. There was a big problem.
It was either too much work or too much exercise during the day, or there was a problem with the spine.
The former was to recuperate, while the latter was to be treated quickly.
"You're talking about medicine?" Wei Zhigu didn't get in line. He walked over and heard Li Yi's words. He felt like he was prescribing medicine.
"It's used to balance the stimulation of the chili. Actually, there should also be plaster. However, I'm worried that if you eat too much plaster, it will be troublesome for you to go to the toilet. At that time, you will have to drink sesame oil or sesame oil."
Li Yi admitted that it was medicine. It was medicine to neutralize the damage of the chili to the gastrointestinal tract.
Some people would have diarrhea after eating two spicy hot pots.
Some people would find that they only felt spicy when eating spicy hot pot. There were no follow-up problems.
This reflected the foundation of the two shops. The former didn't know Chinese medicine at all.
It was unknown whether the latter knew Chinese medicine or not, but at least he knew the prescription.
Li Yi's authentic Sichuan spicy hot pot had a lot of Chinese herbs in it. When eating, even if he accidentally choked while speaking, he couldn't stand the spiciness.
However, after eating it, he wouldn't have diarrhea or the other side of the spicy hot pot. This was called skill.
After adjusting it with Chinese herbs, he ate it happily without any worries.
It wasn't like after that, in order to save money, he directly boiled the food and added some plain water.
There was also chili oil, pepper oil, sesame paste, peanut kernels, sugar, vinegar, monosodium glutamate, salt, and so on. It became takeout spicy hot pot.
The authentic one wasn't like that. The ancestors knew what chili was, so they took measures and prescribed many kinds of prescriptions.
Including fennel seed powder, dried houttuynia cordata, and other things.
It looked like spicy hot pot was food, but it was actually Chinese medicine. After the Ming Dynasty, those doctors were so amazing.
Then, when it developed to Li Yi's time, they began to rely on the old books. They were all summaries and additional points. There were no more works.
To put it bluntly, they didn't make money. Then, there was inheritance, but there was no development.
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