Xia Yunchu commanded Li Shun to open the wound on the soldier's leg, revealing the hideous wound that was still blurred with flesh and blood. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She didn't want Li Shun to see what was going on, and she didn't know if stitching up the wound was a shocking thing in this dynasty, so she instructed Li Shun to go outside to cook the long bloodstained belt.

"Take it outside, rinse it first, and then put it in the pot and cook it for half an hour. Xia Yunchu explained carefully, "Remember, you must boil it in boiling water for a while." ”

Li Shun's eyes flashed, as if he couldn't help but want to ask. But after he glanced at Xia Yunchu deeply, he still swallowed his words back, nodded, and left with the bloody belt.

Without Li Shun watching from behind, Xia Yunchu also breathed a sigh of relief.

She wasn't sure she was doing the right thing.

When she was younger, she had witnessed many such minor surgeries, but she had never performed them herself. At this time, I had to try it myself, and I felt nervous in my heart.

But if she didn't do it, the soldier in front of her wouldn't say that she would save her legs, and maybe even lose her life.

She looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to her, so she exhaled and whispered to the unconscious soldier, "Don't blame me for being a novice. People in this place don't seem to think that you can survive, and I'm afraid that you really won't be good in this place. If I help you, you still have a chance to live, and you're willing to let me try, aren't you?"

The other party was dumbfounded and motionless, where would he answer her words.

She just said it casually to give herself courage. As soon as she finished speaking, she reached for the wound on the other party's leg.

If you have gloves, it's always the best. Unfortunately, there was no such thing in this place, and she could only touch the mass of flesh and bone with her bare hands.

It's a feeling that will last a lifetime.

As soon as Xia Yunchu's hands stopped, he saw that the unconscious soldier's body suddenly twitched, as if he was about to wake up.

Even in a coma, the soldier could still feel the pain. When Xia Yunchu touched him like this, the pain of the wound stimulated him to wake up.

Xia Yunchu was in a hurry, and he didn't care how strange the touch on his hand was, so he quickly lowered his head to look at the wound.

Among the blood stains gushing out, the white bones were very eye-catching. Xia Yunchu grabbed the bones on both sides with both hands, gritted his teeth, and pressed the two bones back into the muscles with a ruthless heart.

The wounded soldier was not only convulsing, but also let out a few muffled screams, and his legs instinctively shrank back. It's a pity that his leg has been broken, and he can't exert himself from the knee, and his body trembles, but he can't pull his leg away for a while.

Xia Yunchu was also upset by the moaning of the wounded soldier, and he didn't dare to look up at the wounded soldier's expression, and he was even more afraid that his rough treatment would have the opposite effect, so he quickly gritted his teeth and touched the bone on the calf.

I don't know if she has seen too many such operations before, and the two leg bones were pressed by her, but it seems that they have really returned to their original places.

Xia Yunchu took a closer look at the soldier's wound and found that there was no broken bone inserted into the wound, so he breathed a sigh of relief, slowly closed the wound on the soldier's leg, picked up the needle and thread on one side, and slowly stitched the thick wound together.

She didn't see much of the bone-grafting technique, but she had seen it many times. She herself had used to sew clothes, and she was quite skilled at doing it.

At first, she was still a little scared. His hands were slowly covered with blood, and he was a little slippery if he couldn't stop it. In addition, the soldier felt the pain in the coma, and let out a moan and scream, which made Xia Yunchu's hands tremble.

But her mental quality is also strong, half of the sewing, the trembling in her hand has slowly stopped, and even the hand holding the wound has been stabilized, and it has been stitched tighter at once.

Human skin and muscles are naturally different from cloth. Later, Xia Yunchu gradually found a way, and the stitches became more proficient.

After the wound on the soldier's leg was completely stitched up, Xia Yunchu relaxed his mind.

Only then did she realize that her clothes were soaked with sweat, and the sweat on her face ran down her cheeks, slid into the clothes in front of her chest, and then stuck to the inside of the clothes. Her own hands were a little stiff because she was too hard, and she couldn't move at this time.

After the wound was stitched up, Xia Yunchu reflexively glanced up at the soldier.

Fortunately, the soldier showed no signs of waking up, although he was moaning in pain during the stitching process. Now that the stitching was over, the soldier's moaning slowly stopped. Now, apart from the many fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, there is no sign of minor surgery.

"Strips of cloth. ”

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and a warm mass was attached to Xia Yunchu's face and handed over from behind.

Xia Yunchu was originally preoccupied with the stitching of the wound, but he was suddenly frightened by such a voice, and almost jumped up from the ground.

She forcibly held back her heartbeat, turned her head to look back, and found that it was Li Shun standing behind her.

Li Shun didn't know when it started, so he stood behind and watched. At this time, seeing that she had finished sewing, she sent the strip of cloth that had been boiled in hot water in her hand to Xia Yunchu.

Xia Yunchu looked at Li Shun and opened his mouth, a little wanting to explain.

But Li Shun saw such a thing, how could she explain it. Do you want to talk about learning medicine from your father and mother again?

If Li Shun believed it, she had already said it before, and it seemed that there was no need to explain it again, and if Li Shun didn't believe it, then even if she said it a hundred more times, it would still be useless.

However, looking at the no special expression on Li Shun's face, it seems that he does not reject this method of stitching.

Xia Yunchu didn't know what to say, so he simply stopped talking, and as a result, the warm cloth strip in Li Shun's hand wrapped the wound after stitching around a few times. After the wound was bandaged, the two sticks were finally tied to both sides of the injured leg to hold the bones in place on both sides to prevent the foot from moving around.

When she was a child, she used to help the doctor at home to bandage her wounds, and she was familiar with this.

Such a crude minor operation, if her former elder knew about it, she would definitely scold her for messing around. But she has no other way now, I believe that even if the elder came to this place, he would make the same choice as her.

As for the other wounds on the wounded soldiers, they have all been treated, and they are not very badly injured, and there are still some traces of herbs on them, which must not be too tight.