On his back, a nearly black burn mark was deeply embedded in it, the skin in the middle was already charred, and the periphery was dark purple, and it had been covered for a day and a night, the wound was grinding and breaking, and blood seeped out. Not only that, but because the wound has been untreated for a long time, it has become infected, which causes high fever all over the body, dreams, and nonsense.

Burns are not terrible, the most troublesome is the complications caused by infection, if the high fever does not go away all the time, causing organ failure throughout the body, it is really difficult to do.

Gu Zhirong's first thought was of course penicillin, first use antibiotics such as penicillin to reduce inflammation to prevent reinfection, and then prescribe the right medicine, apply the wound with medicinal powder, and get twice the result with half the effort. But with such medical conditions, it is impossible to have any antibiotics such as penicillin, and what I carry on my body are some drugs for treating trauma, which are not suitable for burns.

Gu Zhirong immediately decided, no matter what, let's go down the fever first.

"Look around, see if there is any wine in this house?" Gu Zhirong said quickly.

"Wine?" Shang Wu was inexplicable, "What do you want wine for?"

"Don't ask, try to find some, preferably find some, be quick. Gu Zhirong said anxiously.

Shang Wu didn't dare to ask more, he hurried to a dilapidated cupboard in the corner of the house and rummaged through it for a while, and he really found a pot of wine. He looked at Gu Zhirong with some surprise: "Miss Gu Wu, how did you know that there must be wine in this house?"

"Get it. Gu Zhirong said, "It's very simple, this is the house where the hunters who hunt live, and the hunters hunt in the mountains all year round. The climate on this mountain is much colder than that below, and storing a few jars of wine can not only quench your thirst, but also warm your body. And then there's the courage. And this wine must be a spirit. ”

Shang Wu couldn't help nodding, and when he opened the jar, a strong smell of wine rushed out, choking him to get drunk. He thinks that he has always drunk a good amount of alcohol, and he often goes to the wine shop with those fox friends and dog friends, and waits for the smell of the wine in this jar. Fang knew that there was still such a strong liquor in the world, and smoking could also get people drunk.

Gu Zhirong put the jar under his nose and sniffed it, and praised: "This is just right." She asked Shang Wu to bring over the two blue and white porcelain bowls on the table, both of which were missing a corner. After pouring two full bowls of wine, he looked around, and saw a yellowed and tattered towel hanging from the window made of tree branches, and asked Shangwu to take it as well.

She tore the tattered towel into a few clicks. The length and size are just easy to use. Then place in a bowl and soak it. Shang Wu was confused: "Miss Gu Wu, what are you going to do?"

"Cool him down, his whole body is terrifyingly hot, and if he doesn't get rid of fever quickly, his life won't be saved. Gu Zhi said.

Shang Wu scratched his head: "Didn't you dip a towel in water to cool down?" I remember when I was a child, my mother gave me this way to reduce fever. ”

Gu Zhirong glanced at him: "It's dark outside, can you find a water source?" Besides, cooling down with water is not as fast as alcohol. ”

Gu Zhirong stood up and pointed to the prince who was lying on the ground. He commanded Shang Wu, "Come here and take off his clothes." ”

"What!" Shang Wu jumped in shock. The eyes were bigger than the brass bells. He looked at Gu Zhirong dumbfounded, not understanding why he was so decent, why this Gu Fifth Girl wanted him to do this.

Gu Zhirong kicked him: "Hurry up, if it's too late, the prince's life won't be saved." ”

Before meeting, this Miss Gu Wu said that the matter was so serious, Shang Wu didn't dare not listen. After all, the prince who was lying on the ground was a golden man, if something went wrong and let the prince die in his own hands, it would really be even the ancestral grave to be dug out.

Originally, he thought that he could go to the village at the foot of the mountain to find a local doctor to treat the prince. But when he thought of the men in black who were armed with steel knives and were vicious, he flinched again. On the contrary, if the first prince did not die of illness, but was led by him to the people in black up the mountain, and even gave his life, can he afford this responsibility?

While thinking, he kept moving his hands, and soon finished Gu Zhirong's explanation.

Perhaps because of his long years of martial arts training, the prince's complexion is light-skinned, strong and tight, not the kind of fair and loose that ordinary rich and noble sons have, which is really much beyond Gu Zhirong's expectations.

Moreover, above the waist, there are two scars, perhaps because of the panacea, these two scar marks have faded into a faint color, but their texture trend still makes Gu Zhirong, an insider, tremble.

She always thought that the prince lived in the deep palace, protected by a large number of Yu Linwei around him, and it was difficult for others to get close, but she didn't expect him to be injured, and the injury was not light, judging from the scars, it was enough to be fatal.

She was a little curious about what kind of life this noble prince was living.

Without delay, Gu Zhirong immediately took action. Let Shangwu hold the crown prince and don't let him move. Then, the prince's palms and feet were wiped with a towel soaked in highly spirited liquor, and his arms were raised to wipe the inside of his arms and armpits, and finally his limbs and back were wiped off, of course, avoiding wounds on his back as much as possible.

Gu Zhirong was concentrating on his duty as a doctor to save the dead and help the wounded, and he didn't notice it at all, and the martial eyes next to him were about to fall out. He is a native of the capital, and he has heard some things about this fifth lady of the Yuanning Hou Mansion one after another, and he is saying that this fifth miss Gu is bold, both openly and secretly. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe that the young lady in front of him was so bold...... This is no ordinary skin-to-skin kiss.

Finally, Gu Zhirong noticed his dull gaze, raised his head slightly, and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

Shang Wu swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said embarrassedly: "Or... I'll do it anyway. ”

Gu Zhirong looked at him suspiciously, Chu Chu didn't understand what he meant. After he understood, he glanced at him, raised his head, slapped him on the head, and said angrily: "What are you thinking! I am a doctor, and it is my duty to save people, if it were you, I would do the same." ”

Shang Wu's face turned red, although he also knew that the patient had no privacy in front of the doctor, but after all, there was a difference between men and women, and he felt strange in his heart. However, there was a faint emotion.

He is a grass people, his life is like a mustard, even if he is seriously ill, he has no money for treatment, so he can only carry it himself. He didn't expect that the dignified Miss Yuanning Hou's daughter would say such a thing to him. Regardless of wealth or poverty, high or low, as long as it is a patient, he admires Miss Gu Wu who has such noble feelings, and secretly swears that if Miss Gu Wu has something to do in the future, he will do his best to help her, in order to repay her for her sincere treatment of him today.

After Gu Zhirong finished wiping it, he took the prince's clothes and covered them for him, and said to Shang Wu: "Xiao Wu, let's cover his clothes first, it will take about a quarter of an hour, and the alcohol should have evaporated almost, and the hot gas in the body will be brought to the surface of the skin through the blood circulation, and then we will use a towel to dip the wine and wipe it a second time." Repeat this a few times, and the prince's high fever will soon subside. ”

Shang Wu nodded, agreeing with Gu Zhirong's new method.

Gu Zhirong stood up and looked out the window at the dark outside: "Let's stay here for the night and help the prince get rid of the high fever." As soon as it dawns tomorrow, we must immediately go down the mountain to find a doctor for the prince. The prince's injury can't be delayed any longer, and if it drags on any longer, I'm afraid something will happen. ”

Shang Wu frowned and said, "But will those men in black let us go? ”

Gu Zhirong turned his head, looked at the prince, smiled slightly, and said confidently: "Don't be afraid, I have a way." (To be continued......)