Dorothy took a small glazed bottle from the apothecary room and handed it over to Lynn.

Lynn reached out to take it and looked at it for a few moments.

The tincture was about palm-sized, and the liquid inside could be seen through the glazed bottle.

Such a size was perfect for carrying around.

With a thought, a text panel appeared in his view.

[Chamomile Tincture]: It has calming, soothing, and anti-inflammatory effects and can be used for symptoms such as insomnia.

Looking at the text in front of him, Lynn couldn't help but nod.

A bold idea floated into his mind.

If Dorothy produced tinctures suitable for military campaigns, such as those for bleeding and inflammation control,

he could fully incorporate them into every soldier's equipment kit.

Creating a batch of elite soldiers capable of charging into battle and self-healing!

Of course.

This was just a thought he had for now.

It's not easy to achieve.

Firstly, tincture production requires time, and with only Dorothy working on it, the progress is slow.

Secondly.

To train a force of elite soldiers who can heal themselves, they also need to learn medical knowledge and treatment skills.

Returning the chamomile tincture to Dorothy, Lynn praised, "Very good."

"As a reward, I will have the clerk record a hundred military merits for you!"

Receiving the tincture, Dorothy's eyebrows raised instantly.

A hundred military merits?

That meant she could get an acre of land belonging to her!

Not only Dorothy.

Old John and several hospital interns standing nearby also showed expressions of surprise.

Lynn continued, "However, Scholar Dorothy, I need you to produce more tinctures."

"Calming and soothing, bleeding and inflammation control, promoting digestion, stopping vomiting and diarrhea, etc."

"By producing one more tincture, you might save another life in the future!"

Listening to Lynn's calm and serious words, Dorothy nodded with determination.

"Lord, I understand, and I will give it my all."

Lynn glanced around and continued speaking to Old John and Dorothy.

"Is there anything lacking in the hospital that requires my assistance?"

Old John slightly lowered his head and replied, "Lord, not many townsmen are coming to the hospital for treatment now; we can still manage."

"If a large number of patients appear, the hospital's doctors might be a bit overwhelmed."

Lynn nodded, waiting for Old John to continue.

"In other aspects..."

"Lord, the hospital still needs a batch of linen bed sheets and covers, as well as some linen gauze."

Seeing Old John stop speaking, Lynn said, "You can find Kuisi for the supplies you need; she will resolve these for you."

"As for personnel... I'll think of a way to help you solve this."

The personnel mentioned by Old John were not just townsmen with hands.

But those who knew how to treat as doctors!

In the original scarcity, finding doctors willing to serve only the Noble Lord's wealthy was no easy task.

Old John lowered his head slightly and suddenly thought of something, continuing speaking.

"Lord, the herb seeds you sent have all been planted and are sprouting and growing!"

Lynn's interest was piqued, and his eyebrows slightly raised.

Noticing this scene, Old John proposed, "Lord, please follow me, and I will show you."

Lynn followed Old John's steps through the hospital to the back.

In the cultivated and excavated fields behind, rows upon rows of green were neatly arrayed.

Each strip of green was a different herb.

Lynn stepped closer to the one-meter tall boundary fence.

Clearly, these herbs had been carefully tended by Old John.

Between the tender leaves of the herbs, there were glistening drops of water...

The patches of herbs swayed slightly under the breeze, exuding a rich vitality.

Standing next to Lynn, Old John spoke, "Lord, it's fortunate you brought a large batch of herb seeds."

"Otherwise, I would have to lead the hospital's interns in search throughout the wilderness."

Indeed, there are quite a few wild herbs in the overgrown areas.

But, only a few.

Herbs growing in each place, at most no more than three to five plants, cannot form a scale.

To obtain a large scale of the same type of herb, naturally planting is necessary.

Moreover, after this planting, future harvesting can leave seeds.

The future hospital will only have more and more herbs.

After chatting with Old John for a bit, Lynn walked away from the hospital.

With Old John and Dorothy there, he didn't need to worry too much about hospital matters.

The main thing is, the current hospital's treatment level is limited.

At most, it only deals with external applications of herb powders for skin and flesh wounds and tincture intake treatments.

If there are any severe internal injuries, they can basically choose to give up.

However.

Everything can progress slowly.

From the initial external application of herbal powders to the current tincture intake.

Perhaps it won't take long before developing surgical operations and mineral medicines.

Leaving the hospital, Lynn walked on the lime road between the fields.

The sky dimmed again, and the day quietly slipped away.

Lynn sat on a bench in the Lord's Square, looking straight ahead.

As usual, the townsmen who had dinner surrounded the large central bonfire in the square.

While warming themselves, during this leisure time, they could chat and exchange trivial matters from work or home.

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