Chapter 180: Life and Death Three
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Doctor Chen was raising his hand to tie his clothes, and when he heard Xie Jiang whispering slowly, as if coaxing a child, he couldn't help but interject: "Xie Niangzi, the old man has just probed the pulse, and the ninth prince has passed away, and he can't hear ......." β
After talking for a while, I saw the hand of the ninth prince on the edge of the couch...... Moving slightly, the old man's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at Xie Jiang and asked, "Is this ...... What's going on? β
Xie Jiang put his index finger on his lips and made a silent gesture. Doctor Chen was stunned for a moment, and then surrounded him in an instant, looking at the ninth prince with his eyes...... With a snap of his fingers, he clumped Xie Jiang's little finger into the palm of his hand.
Doctor Chen's face was full of surprise, and he raised his eyes to look at Xie Jiang again.
Xie Jiang took out the small cyan porcelain box and came out, because one hand was held by the ninth prince, he took the porcelain box and shook it towards the distant mountain, and said softly: "Open it and feed two to your master." β
The distant mountains turned upside down, opened the porcelain box, carefully pinched the two pills, turned his face and glanced at Xie Jiang, and when he saw her raise her chin, Fang took it and fed it to the ninth prince.
Doctor Chen leaned over again to see the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince swallowed the medicine.
It's good that there is still consciousness, Xie Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and put it to the person's ear, and said softly: "Wait for Doctor Chen's arrows, I'll stitch it up, you can bear with it." After saying this, his eyes turned to look at Doctor Chen: "Come on." β
When he said this, Xie Jiang did not withdraw his hand, but turned his back.
I heard that Doctor Chen coughed twice behind him, and I heard that this person wanted to take a cloth from a distant mountain, and called a basin of water from a distant mountain. At the end, he called Yuanshan to take the medicine powder, and after nearly half an hour, there was a "clanging" sound, as if an iron tool fell into the water, and Doctor Chen hurriedly said: "Xie Niangzi, hurry!" β
As soon as the arrows came out, the blood on the chest of the ninth prince was like a spring in an instant. Doctor Chen's face turned pale in shock. Qiang used the method of stopping the bleeding calmly, and here Xie Jiang had already taken a red-hot soldering iron over, and said softly: "Start up!." β
Doctor Chen's expression froze. Let go and step back. Xie Jiang closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he was unusually calm, and stepped forward to find a few blood veins in the wound of the ninth prince. A little bit with a soldering tip.
After finishing the iron soldering into the basin, the water vapor came up. Doctor Chen twisted his face to look at the cluster of arrows in the basin. I looked at the iron soldering again, and I was dumbfounded for a while.
How could the two of them still care about him, and when the next one didn't wait for an order, he stepped forward to wipe the blood stains on the wounds of the ninth prince with a cloth. One of them took a curved pin.
The two of them were busy for nearly a moment, and finally cleaned up the injuries of the ninth prince.
Doctor Chen came up again to probe the pulse, and closed his eyes for a long time. nodded and said: "If the wound does not fester, the ninth prince has never had a fever and is unconscious." If you can stay awake for three or two nights, you can be regarded as passing the danger. β
If it doesn't fester, Xie Jiang is sure that he has a fever...... Xie Jiang said: "Bother the doctor to get some heat dissipation medicine, how many times a day do you want him to drink, can you make it?" β
Just now, Xie Jiang's eyes did not blink or tremble, and when he took the soldering iron with a calm face and started to start, Doctor Chen was shocked into a cold sweat. When I saw her pinching the curved needle again, "Pull, pull" the flying needle and the thread, the old man was almost frightened.
At this moment, after probing the pulse of the ninth prince, Doctor Chen settled down, and politely bowed to Xie Jiang: "Let's make Xie Niangzi guard the ninth prince, and the old man will go to cook the medicinal soup." β
Obedient and listening, Yuan Shan took a few steps to lift the curtain, bowed down and said, "Doctor, please." As he spoke, he leaned slightly to the side.
Knowing that he wanted Xie Jiang to solve his doubts, this time it was also inappropriate, Doctor Chen hesitated slightly, turned around and went out, and Yuanshan also loosened the curtain and followed behind.
After a while, three or four girls came in with their heads down, lightly cleaned up the basin of the carbon stove, and a cloth towel that should wipe the blood, and when it was cleaned up, they quietly retreated.
Thinking that this person would not have a fever for two days before he could be truly safe, Xie Jiang sat down on the footstool.
In the past two days, he was first taken captive, and then he was in the swamp with Huo Injury, and then he wasted his mind and mind to deal with the wound in Jiugongzi, Xie Jiang was also tired and sleepy, and just leaned on the edge of the couch and fell asleep in a daze, and someone whispered in his ear: "Why are you the only one here, huh?" β
Xie Jiang looked up at the couch.
In the shallow glow of the slanting sun, Jiugongzi's lacquer-like eyes looked at Xie Jiang for a moment, and when he looked at it inch by inch, Fang condensed on her small hand that was still stained with blood: "Fang is the one who is the one you deal with the injury?" β
Being able to ask this question means that this person is sane, Xie Jiang secretly sighed, and said softly: "Doctor Chen raised the arrows, and I sewed the wound." After saying this, he paused for a moment and asked in a soft voice, "Does the injury still hurt?" β
Sensing the implicit seriousness in her words, Jiu Gongzi hooked the corners of his lips and said softly: "Well, it hurts a little, but I can still bear it." Speaking of this, he suddenly frowned, "But this kind of pain...... How can it be different from the last time I had stitches, huh? β
Last time I cut the cross, this time...... This man is plain and happy, if he told him that he used an iron brand for cattle and horses, I wonder if he would be angry? Xie Jiang rolled his eyes, and said in a soft voice, "After the arrow cluster was raised, the wound was bleeding nonstop. I tried to seal it up. β
It's common to bleed when you pull out an arrow, how can this little thing look weird...... The ninth prince narrowed Danfeng's eyes and asked in a low voice, "Anyway, what new method is used?" Well? β
This person's voice is low and hoarse, but the "um" at the end sounds gentle and gentle, as if he is humming ...... softly through his nose.
That's it, this person originally liked to get to the bottom of everything, and this time in order to figure out this, even the beautiful man used the ...... Xie Jiang simply didn't answer this question, turned his face to look at the door, and shouted softly: "Is Dongcheng there?" β
Xie Jiang was in the house, and Dongcheng and Mengshen were guarding the door.
Dongcheng responded: "The servant is here." β
Xie Jiang glanced back at Jiu Gongzi, his eyes rolled on his slightly dry lips again, and said softly: "Did you find what you were looking for?" β
The potential meaning is useful this time.
How many of you are personal servants who can't listen to your voice? Dongcheng walked into the house, and because he couldn't salute because he held a tray in both hands, he bowed slightly to the ninth prince: "The servant has seen the son." After saying this, he still bowed down and stretched out the tray to Xie Jiangping: "Xie Niangzi, let's see if this is the case." β
...... on wooden pallets A high-necked clay pot and a few ruler-long rice sticks.
Jiu Gongzi's eyes showed a little amusement, but it was funny, but he didn't speak, only turned his eyes to look.
Xie Jiang reached out and took the rice orange stick and inserted it into the pot, looked at the distance, and whispered to Dongcheng: "Come forward, well, in front of the couch." β
Dongcheng stepped forward half a step in a muffled voice, Xie Jiang pinched the rice orange stick, handed it to Jiu Gongzi's lips, and said softly: "Suck and see." After saying this, seeing that he squinted Danfeng's eyes and did not move at all, he explained: "Your injury is in great danger, if you move around, the wound will be torn." If you use this...... At least drinking water is cheaper. β
This is a very ...... Very reasonable.
The ninth prince glanced at Xie Jiang obliquely, leisurely...... Drank water.
Hearing the sound of "whoosh" in front of the couch, Dongcheng almost sweated on his forehead, and he couldn't quit, so he had to hold a tray clay pot and stared at the ground with his eyelids down.
After drinking the water, Jiu Gongzi felt tired, and when Dongcheng wiped his sweat and carried the pottery out of the door, he turned his eyes to look at Xie Jiang, and asked warmly: "Doctor Chen's medical skills are superb, he can't stop the bleeding, what method did you use, huh?" β
This man is so sleepy that he can't open his eyes, and he is still worried about this. Muttering in his heart, Xie Jiang said seriously: "The bloodline is like the rice orange you used just now, if you want to prevent it from passing water, you can only seal it." And you can't use a needle, so ...... I used fire burning. That one...... Don't think about it, let's talk about it when you wake up."
What is ...... fire?
The ninth prince twisted his eyebrows and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of any way to burn it. When I asked again, I was tired...... Finally, I fell asleep with my eyes closed.
Jiu Gongzi usually doesn't need a maid and a servant, and a few people in the far east city of Shandong have a very tacit understanding and only stay outside the house, Xie Jiang can't, so he has to lean on the bed to rest for a while.
When it was almost dark, Jiu Gongzi felt extremely thirsty in his throat, so he opened his eyes. In a trance, he noticed that there seemed to be someone in front of the couch, so his eyes drooped, and a silver lamp was lit in front of the couch, and under the soft light, Xie Jiang put his chin on both hands and slept on the edge of the couch.
A little smile flashed in the eyes of the ninth prince, and he was about to open his mouth, but he thought that from the day before yesterday to this time, Xie Jiang had not had a good rest for a moment, so he turned his eyes outward and asked lightly, "Who is there." β
The master's voice was small, and the servant naturally didn't dare to speak loudly, and the distant mountain tiptoed against the door curtain, and said in a small voice: "Son, are you hungry, or do you want to change clothes?" β
The Ninth Prince lowered his eyes and glanced at Xie Jiang, and said lightly, "You come in." β
Yuan Shan entered the house lightly, swept the edge of the couch from the corner of his eyes, hurriedly lowered his eyelids and looked at his feet, and asked in a suppressed voice: "Childe, do you want to ......." β
The Ninth Prince said in a low voice: "Pour the tea." β
There was a clay pot and tea cup on the desk, and Yuan Shan reached out and touched it, only to feel that the wall of the pot was slightly warm, so he poured the tea and held it to the front of the bed.
The ninth prince said in a low voice: "Help the prince to get up." β
Yuan Shan wanted to scratch his head, but he held the cup in both hands, so he simply whispered: "Isn't there that ...... Rice oranges, Dongcheng said that it is very easy to use. Childe might as well still use ....... β
After talking for a while, seeing that Jiugongzi's eyes swept over lightly, Yuanshan hurriedly swallowed the second half of the sentence, put the cup on the small table in front of the couch, and with one hand from the back of Jiugongzi's neck down, grabbed his right shoulder, and carefully supported his left shoulder with the other hand, and slowly helped him up.
PS: Pro...... Don't forget to hold the "sheep", don't forget to reward two tickets, anyway, the Lun family ...... Don't be afraid to smash the ticket for personal use. (To be continued.) )
ps:ps: I'm a little tired these days, forgive me. >