Yang Xianmao was extremely excited, he had to prove all this, so he immediately picked up the Qingfeng Sword that Liu Dongyan brought back, and the sword was placed on the side of the soft couch, he picked up the sword and cut a small cut on his wrist, and the blood suddenly dripped out, he dripped the blood into the medicine jar, and after dropping more than a dozen drops, the estimated amount and dose were similar to the previous drops when he spit blood from his mouth, and then he held down the wound, picked up the medicine jar and shook it gently.

Liu Dongyan was immediately shocked when he saw that he actually dripped his own blood into it, and hurriedly asked, "Young Master, what are you doing here?"

Yang Xianmao could already hear her voice much more than before, at least she could hear it without putting her head to her mouth, although it was still very weak, which proved that the medicine was indeed working.

Yang Xianmao smiled and said: "This is the method I came up with, use my blood as a medicine, don't worry, I have a lot of blood, just now because there was too much blood, so I spit out a few mouthfuls, and now I think it's better to add some more to the medicine, it may have a fishy smell, don't dislike it." ”

The corner of Liu Dongyan's mouth opened a beautiful crescent: "The young master's blood must be very fragrant." ”

Yang Xianmao deliberately kept a straight face, reached over and pulled her emaciated cheek, took a look and said, "If you are fragrant, drink two more sips, and then you want to drink when you are sick, then there is no chance." ”

Yang Xianmao waited until the medicine was cured, and then helped Liu Dongyan up.

When helping Liu Dongyan sit up, Yang Xianmao clearly felt that her body seemed to have some strength than before, unlike before, the whole person was soft as if she was cramping, and now she could even exert some strength by herself and slowly sit up under Yang Xianmao's support.

Yang Xianmao let her lean into her arms, brought the medicine with her own blood to her mouth, and slowly, little by little, drank a large bowl of medicine.

After drinking, Yang Xianmao put down the medicine bowl, but did not put down Liu Dongyan, so she leaned on her arms and said, "Girl, you drank this bowl of medicine, if it is not good, I am sorry for me, I even gave you blood." ”

Liu Dongyan chuckled and slowly turned his head to look at him. After a long time with fixed eyes, he said, "Young Master, you are so good to me." ”

At this time, the sun had risen from the side of the mountain, and the golden light shone into the attic, sprinkled all over the attic, Yang Xianmao helped Liu Dongyan up again, and asked her to do it for a little longer, so that she would not be tired, and then pointed to the rising sun and said: "Look, the sun is so red, red as your face." ”

At this time, the red sun sprinkled on Liu Dongyan's face, and it was indeed painted with a layer of red light, and he felt that his face was white and red, and he was extremely beautiful.

Yang Xianmao suddenly discovered that in fact, the girl in her arms was really handsome, and she couldn't help but look stupid.

Liu Dongyan immediately saw the rising sun, and in just a moment, the sun erupted out, and instantly became radiant, making it impossible for people to force her to see, so she quickly closed her eyes and tilted her head into Yang Xianmao's arms.

She had been looking up at the sunrise just now, and she felt a little tired at this moment, so she lay in Yang Xianmao's arms, feeling the unique manly smell on his body, but this smell was mixed with blood, and in yesterday's fierce fight, Yang Xianmao vomited a lot of blood.

Liu Dongyan slowly raised his hand and grabbed the placket of his clothes, raised his face to look at him and said, "Young master, hurry up and heal yourself." ”

In fact, Liu Dongyan didn't remind Yang Xianmao, Yang Xianmao has been immersed in the joy of curing the plague, and temporarily forgot about his serious injury, Liu Dongyan reminded him immediately, only to feel that breathing became more difficult, and his chest hurt even more.

Indeed, Liu Dongyan is right, it is time for him to treat his external injuries, if his judgment is right, if Artemisia annua with his own blood can really treat the plague, then he must treat his external injuries immediately.

So Yang Xianmao put Liu Dongyan on the soft couch. Staggered downstairs, came to the front of the two large packets of medicine, he didn't know what was the situation of his internal bleeding now, but he had to stop the bleeding first, he couldn't do such a major operation on himself by himself, so he could only rely on the power of the decoction.

Yang Xianmao took out the box placed below, and took out Suzi, Forsythia, Wild Vine, Fried Grain Buds, Panax notoginseng, honeysuckle and other medicinal materials, these medicines are internal medicines for the treatment of hemothorax, which are blood circulation and blood stasis, anti-inflammatory and analgesic, and open the chest and smooth the qi, he took the medicine to the kitchen to find a new medicine jar for decoction, and the medicine was quickly decocted.

He took the medicine and turned to go upstairs, and once again saw the old man with the plate axe standing outside the door looking at him, this was only a moment of effort, his face was obviously much worse, and the plate axe in his hand was gone, it seemed that it was too heavy, and he couldn't hold it by his side, he looked at Yang Xianmao with his hands behind his back, and said, "How is your prescription?" If you can, please treat me quickly, thank you." ”

Yang Xianmao glanced at him and said, "Wait a minute, I still need to make the final prescription adjustment, don't you see me keep changing the medicine? After I determine the final prescription, I can give it to you, don't worry, you won't die before dark." ”

As soon as Yang Xianmao said this, he heard the sound of someone slapping, and then a painful voice shouted: "I said long, you have to work harder, I have pulled six or seven times, and my strength is gone, so I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on to it at night." ”

Yang Xianmao couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, these two people just stepped on their own blood, and they contracted a serious plague, which shows that this disease is so bad. After the strong man of the copper hammer took back the copper hammer, it was stained with the blood of Yang Xianmao, and he wiped it with his hands, and he didn't know how to wash his hands after wiping, so he ate like this, so his symptoms were worse than the old man with the plate axe, and the old man with the plate axe had just begun to pull, and he had already pulled it several times.

Yang Xianmao didn't say much, he walked up slowly with difficulty, and then returned to the upstairs from downstairs, this time he was carrying a heavy box, feeling how heavy the box was, and the strength of his whole body was lost because of the chest injury, he was not even an ordinary person now, he had to draw the blood in his chest out as soon as possible in treatment, because if the hemothorax was not treated urgently, it would die.

Yang Xianmao finally walked to the top floor, and after putting the medicine jar on the table, he took off the wooden box on his back and put it on the ground with difficulty. sat down next to Liu Dongyan and said: "I boiled the medicine, I will take it immediately, and then I will operate on myself myself, you don't care, you just lie down well, after an hour, you take the medicine again, you don't need to give it to me, I have already taken it." ”

After Yang Xianmao finished explaining, he poured a bowl of boiled medicine, drank it slowly, and then took out the drainage tube from the trunk for assembly.

This is a special way to draw out the blood and gas of hemothorax and pneumothorax from the chest cavity through a closed way, and when the blood volume is relatively large, this method must be used, otherwise it can be absorbed and digested by the human body.

Now Yang Xianmao felt that the symptoms were already obvious, he knew that in this case, there should be a lot of blood in his chest, he slowly lay down on the long case, and then wiped the chest ribs with local anesthetic to disinfect, and then pierced the tip of the closed chest drainage tube into his chest, put the jar of blood on the ground under a few cases, and from time to time looked sideways at the bright red blood that slowly flowed out from the drainage tube, he finally put his mind at ease, as long as the blood in it was drawn out, and took the medicine for the treatment of hemothorax, his disease would be cured in three days。

This kind of injury can only be cured by him, and if he is replaced by other Langzhong, there is so much blood in his chest, and there is no way to resolve it with simple medicine, and Yang Xianmao has obtained the true inheritance of Hua Tuo's green capsule, which is not a problem for him.

There was more than half a bottle of blood drawn out of the chest, and then it gradually became scarce, and finally there was none. Yang Xianmao pulled out the drainage tube, closed and sutured the wound, then took a breath and looked sideways at Liu Dongyan lying on the soft couch, and then she found that Liu Dongyan had sat up, looking at him in horror and admiration.

Liu Dongyan was actually able to sit up before. She wanted to come forward to help, but she didn't know where to start, because she didn't know what Yang Xianmao was doing, and when she found out that it was blood, she was even more afraid, for fear that she didn't do it well, but it would be miserable if she became a helper, so she could only sit on the soft couch honestly and look at him, until he pulled out the pipe himself and turned his head, Liu Dongyan then appeared with an apologetic smile and said, "Young master, what do you think?"

Yang Xianmao smiled and nodded, sat up slowly, he felt much better, now he only needs to continue to take medicine, dissolve the remaining blood, and then slowly regulate it to heal, of course, the premise of all this is that his internal organs are not further ruptured and bleeding, which is also what Yang Xianmao is most worried about, if his lungs hit the ruptured place, the wound is deeper and larger, it is difficult to heal by himself, the bleeding will continue, and he himself will die of hemorrhagic shock.

Yang Xianmao did not waste the blood, because the blood from his chest cavity is completely closed, there will definitely be no pollution, Yang Xianmao filtered it with white gauze, and then used the transfusion vessel to re-transfuse the half bottle of his own blood back into his own blood vessels.

This kind of autologous blood retransfusion is the most important way to alleviate hemorrhagic shock, in the case of confirming that the blood is not contaminated, the use of autologous blood retransfusion, can effectively alleviate the major damage caused by blood loss to the human body, and even life danger.

Yang Xianmao felt that after most of the blood in the pot was transfused back into the blood vessels, he gradually gained some strength, his eyes slowly became brighter, and he was very happy in his heart.

And at this moment, he felt a pair of eyes looking at him anxiously, and when he looked up, he saw the old man with the axe standing at the top of the stairs, followed by the strong old man with the copper hammer, with obvious pleading in his eyes, because it had only been a while, and his whole spirit had deteriorated a lot. Although it is still standing at the intersection, it feels like it is going to fall down at any time.

Yang Xianmao looked at them and said in a weak voice, "You guys are here." ”

"Well, are your medicine ready? I think that little girl seems to be much better than before. ”

The brass hammer strong man also said weakly: "She shouldn't have survived this morning, but I didn't expect it to survive until now, it should be your medicine that works, hurry up and treat me, don't worry, we will definitely not hurt you after treatment, we will go like this, and we don't owe each other." ”

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