In the afternoon, a soldier arrived at the camp, delivering a message from Medical Officer Lu: "It seems like there's a problem with the medicinal ointment sent to the camp, Officer Lu would like to invite you to take a look!"
This was a serious matter, not just a few bottles, but hundreds or even thousands of bottles had been transported to the camp. If anything went wrong, it could potentially jeopardize thousands of lives.
"I'll go as well." Second Master said.
Gu Jiao nodded, and they both took a carriage to the Military Camp.
Medical Officer Lu had waited anxciously in his barracks for a long time. When he finally saw Gu Jiao walk in, he immediately went forward: "Miss Gu, come take a look. After I applied the ointment from your Medical Hall on him, he turned out like this!"
While speaking, Officer Lu led Gu Jiao to a wooden bed where an injured soldier lay.
The bed was quite narrow, just enough for a patient to lie down.