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When Qi Shangyi walked into Ye Cangjue's room, Ye Cangjue was half-lying on the couch, his right arm was exposed, and from the wrist upwards, like a twisted centipede, there was a wound, and the blood that flowed out of the wound formed a blood clot on the skin. And Ye Cangjue seems to have passed out, and it seems that there is too much blood.

"Imperial Doctor, tell me what to do?" Qi Shangyi directly rolled up his sleeves and squatted on the side of the couch, and examined Ye Cangjue's wound, "It's okay, I avoided the main artery." ”

"Stop the bleeding first." The imperial doctor on the side said and handed over a white silk and a bottle of medicinal powder.

"That's all?" Qi Shangyi turned his head to look at the imperial doctor, the imperial doctor nodded puzzled, Qi Shangyi shook his head, such a big wound, how can this be, "Hurry up and prepare a pot of high liquor, clean cotton balls, and prepare anesthetic powder, a fishing line, and a large-hole embroidery needle." ”

Although Mo Qi, who had just arrived, didn't understand what Qi Shangyi wanted these things for, but seeing her serious rescue, he was immediately full of confidence in her, and hurriedly asked people to find these things.

"Hot water." Qi Shangyi called out that even if the hot water was stained with the night's arms, it would solidify after a while, so Qi Shangyi had to clean his hands first, and then use his body temperature to wipe off the blood from the wound for him little by little. The next thing is disinfection, there is no medical alcohol, so I had to find a higher concentration of rice brewed liquor instead, in order to worry that Ye Cangjue is too painful, Qi Shangyi ordered someone to stuff the medicine bag containing anesthesia powder into Ye Cangjue's mouth, and after a while, Ye Cangjue's breathing began to stabilize, Qi Shangyi knew that the anesthetic worked, and began to use alcohol to help him disinfect the wound, and then medicated, sutured, bandaged, Qi Shangyi is not a doctor, but because she is naughty and often goes to the hospital for stitches, she can be regarded as a long-term illness, and these things can only be replaced for the time being, In principle, it is possible, but in practice, it is not necessarily, and now we can only pray to the gods for their blessing.

"It is estimated that there will be a fever at night, and I also ask the imperial doctor to prepare antipyretic medicine in advance for people to decoction." Qi Shangyi got up and said to the military doctor standing behind him, "Mo Qi, you stay with me tonight to take care of him, and let the kitchen make some porridge, I'm a little hungry." ”

Mo Qi originally wanted to steal that Qi Shangyi had thought about him so much about the porridge on the face of the saint, but when he heard the end, he just wanted to complain, but he complained and complained, and Qi Shangyi's performance surprised him very much, not only him, but even the senior military doctors and imperial doctors were all amazed by Qi Shangyi's performance.

Sure enough, at night, there were signs of fever in Ye Cangjue, Qi Shangyi asked Mo Qi to pour the boiled medicine into Ye Cangjue, drank half of the big bowl of medicine, and sprinkled half of it, in the end after more than an hour, Ye Cangjue subsided the fever, Qi Shangyi exhaled relaxedly, and sat softly on the Taishi chair on the side, "Mo Qi, I squint for a while, he should wake up in the morning." ”

The high degree of nervousness, coupled with the constant busyness, really made Qi Shangyi tired, even if the Taishi chair did not have a thick fur, she was half crooked and asleep. For the first time, the tacit understanding began to admire her, and asked for a thin blanket and gently covered her body.

In the Canaanite military camp, a tightly wrapped mysterious person flashed into the commander's military camp, "Can you get it?" The man did not mean to retreat from the big black cloak outside.

"Although the master can rest assured, everything is as planned, even if Dongli is a famous doctor, it is in vain if he can't get close." Zifeng Xiqi said with a smile.

The mysterious man smiled, "Hold your ground and wait for him to mess up." ”

Before dawn, Ye Cangjue woke up, Mo Qi hurriedly asked Qi Shangyi to bring him the medicine he had ordered, handed over the medicine bowl, and Ye Cangjue looked at Qi Shangyi who was asleep on the Taishi's chair in a daze.

Mo Qi glanced at him and took the medicine bowl, "She rushed over when she heard that you were injured, bandaged your wound, and fell asleep not long ago." Mo Qi smiled and said, "I didn't expect her to know how to heal, which made me admire a lot." ”

Ye Cangjue didn't speak, just sat half-sitting, looking at the sleeping Qi Shangyi, Mo Qi saw that there was nothing to do with himself, so he obediently retreated.

Qi Shangyi slept a little uncomfortable on his neck, opened his eyes in a daze, and pressed his neck with his hand, only to find that Ye Cangjue was half-sitting and looking at him.

"Hey, you're awake?" Qi Shangyi got up and looked around, "Where is Mo Qi, this guy is lazy?" ”

"He just went out." Ye Cangjue said.

Qi Shangyi nodded, walked in front of Ye Cangjue, and reached out to probe his forehead, "I don't have a fever anymore, have you drunk the medicine?" ”

"Hmm." Ye Cangjue nodded, "Thank you." ”

Qi Shangyi glanced at him, turned around and tidied up the pillow for him, "I saved you for the sake of the people," said he reached out to help Ye Cangjue lie down, "You have lost too much blood, you need to rest more." Qi Shangyi said while gently covering the quilt for Ye Cangjue.

"Stay." Ye Cangjue suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed Qi Shangyi's hand.

Qi Shangyi was stunned for a moment, and slowly withdrew his hand, "I'm not leaving, you have a good rest." Qi Shangyi said softly, Ye Cangjue closed his eyes with satisfaction, Qi Shangyi looked at it, and smiled lightly, every day is so cold, but there are times like children.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and moved an embroidered pier to the side of the couch, Ye Cangjue closed his eyes but could feel Qi Shangyi sitting beside him, and he felt warm in his heart, so he fell asleep again.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, Ye Cangjue felt a little thirsty, and when she opened her eyes, she found that Qi Shangyi was no longer sitting next to her, sure enough, she wouldn't want to be by Lone's side all the time, she should still be angry with herself, right? Ye Cangjue looked at the empty embroidery pier and thought.

"Awake?" When Ye Cangjue was in a daze, Mo Qi walked in, looked at his lost expression and smiled, "She is in the kitchen, saying that you have lost too much blood, and she wants to make you pork liver soup to replenish your blood." ”

"Oh." Ye Cangjue was relieved when she heard that she was cooking food for herself, "Pour me a cup of tea." ”

"Give." Mo Qi handed him the teaglass, "Originally, I was worried about letting you go back first, but now it seems that there is no need for this. ”

"Does she know how to cook?" Ye Cangjue leaned on the couch and asked.

"Originally, I was also worried, so I slipped in and took a look, and guess what, she was so skillful at chopping vegetables, and that technique was not lost to the guys in the barracks at all." Mo Qi said with a smile.

Qi Shangyi was busy in the kitchen, because this time he came out to fight, so only Jiufeng, who had the best martial arts, followed, but since the incident of the lotus hill last time, Jiufeng almost didn't dare to serve in front of Ye Cangjue, nor did he dare to ask Qi Shangyi what happened that day.