Chapter 243 Treatment

Ling Qingyun's younger brother, in the dilapidated nunnery, hides a Khitan woman who is seriously injured and faints with a high fever!

In recent years, the relationship between the imperial court and the Khitan has become increasingly tense.

The Khitan founded the country more than 50 years before the founding of the current dynasty, and then they destroyed the Western Jin Dynasty and changed the name of the country to "Da Liao".

The year before last, they restored the name of the country "Great Khitan", raided the border many times, and the relationship with the imperial court became increasingly tense.

The trade between the imperial court and the Khitan was also disturbed many times. As long as the Khitan people appear in the capital, most of them are spies.

Once the spy is caught, the law will be rectified on the spot.

Those who harbor spies will be beheaded all over the house.

Ling Qingyun used her brother's dim light to hear this Khitan woman weak and powerless to call "Grandma", and her heart suddenly surged towards her body, making her body stiff.

"This is a Khitan!" It took a long time for Ling Qingyun to lower her voice and say to Ling Qingtong.

Her voice was inaudible, like a mist that floated gently in the cold winter night.

"Yes." Ling Qingtong confessed. At the same time, he was also a little surprised, why did his sister see at a glance that this woman was a Khitan?

Could it be that his sister understands Khitan dialect?

Ling Qingtong didn't understand, he just knew the identity of this woman.

"Do you want to die?" Ling Qingyun grabbed his arm, "Let's go, hurry back!" If you mess around again, I won't spare you! ”

Ling Qingyun was a little hostile to the Khitans.

The Khitan has been in trouble in the west for many years. Whether it's Lu Yu's brother or sister. When it comes to the Khitans, they are all gritting their teeth.

Lu Yu's eldest brother, Lu Luo, once asked someone to teach him Khitan dialect because he needed to go to the west for defense. Every time the eldest brother learns Khitan dialect, he will be called by his sister-in-law and Ling Qingyun to let them listen to it too.

"It never hurts to learn something." Lu Luo often said this. At that time, Ling Qingyun didn't care, she didn't learn much, at most she knew some simple everyday language.

Now it seems that Lu Luo is right. It never hurts to learn more.

"Second sister. You see she's burning like this, she's dying. Ling Qingtong grabbed Ling Qingyun and didn't let her go, "Second sister." You're going to save her no matter what! ”

"How can I save it?" Ling Qingyun's expression was grim. "This is a Khitan woman! Once someone finds out I'm with her. will label me as a collaborator. If I am charged, my uncle and second brother will not be able to escape the involvement! Are you stupid? ”

Ling Qingtong was stunned.

Obviously, he didn't think of this layer at all.

Ling Qingyun knew. It's hard to prevent!

This woman escaped, Ling Qingtong placed her in a ruined temple, and did not dare to ask her for a doctor, there is no doubt that the government is looking for this woman.

Ling Qingyun couldn't be sure if this was a conspiracy.

"Let's go!" Ling Qingyun pulls Ling Qingtong.

Ling Qingtong didn't move, he grabbed Ling Qingyun instead: "Second sister, she is by no means a spy, and there is a cellar here, let's hide her in the cellar, no one will find us for the time being."

If you save her, you should accumulate blessings for your uncle and second brother, and also for our family! ”

Ling Qingyun frowned.

The woman lying in the pile of broken cotton wool is really uncomfortable because of the fever and is in pain.

Ling Qingyun was also a little unbearable.

She had medicine with her that would help her reduce her fever and leave quickly, leaving no trace.

The sooner the better, and asking questions is just a waste of time.

"Hurry up, then, move her to the cellar!" Ling Qingyun finally relented and said to Ling Qingtong, "Don't delay any longer!" ”

Ling Qingtong was overjoyed.

The cellar is usually located outside the courtyard of the kitchen, and at the moment they are in the kitchen, not far from the cellar.

Ling Qingtong squatted down to check the woman's injuries, and Ling Qingtong went to the courtyard to open the entrance to the cellar.

After a while, Ling Qingtong came in again and said, "Second sister, the cellar has been deserted for a long time, and it smells bad. ”

Fortunately, in winter, the cellar is relatively warm, and even if it is an unpleasant smell, it will not spread so quickly that it will make people sick.

"Get it ventilated first, and then go in later." Ling Qingyun said in a low voice.

She had already opened the medicine box and pulled out a pill. But there was no water, and the well in the courtyard was long deserted.

"You go get some clean snow and bring it in." Ling Qingyun said to her younger brother.

Ling Qingtong said yes, sure enough, he went to find a broken bowl, first wiped it a few times in the snow, wiped the broken bowl clean, and then filled it with some clean snow, put it on the oil lamp and roasted it, and melted the snow water.

"Is it okay?" Ling Qingtong handed the melted snow water to Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun nodded and said, "As long as there is water." She took the bowl and poured the pill she had taken into the woman's mouth with snow water.

The woman was thirsty because of a high fever.

Suddenly, water reached her lips, and the woman struggled in her vague consciousness, swallowed the pill that Ling Qingyun gave her, and drank the water.

The woman seemed to want to open her eyes and see Ling Qingyun clearly.

But she was so sick that her vision was blurry, she couldn't see anything clearly, and she was groggy again. She wanted to say something, and even grabbed Ling Qingyun's wrist hard.

But she burned so badly that she couldn't speak the whole sentence at all.

The arm that grabbed Ling Qingyun's wrist also quickly drooped down.

"You go and see if there's any wine in the cellar. If you have wine, get some. Ling Qingyun said to her younger brother.

Ling Qingtong thought for a moment and said, "This is a nunnery, I'm afraid there is no wine." ”

"Then you go out and look for it. This is also the workshop, there should be a small sake shop, you go get some clean sake. Ling Qingyun said, "Hurry up." ”

Ling Qingtong said yes and got out of the dog hole.

Ling Qingyun turned the woman over and examined her wounds.

The woman was hit by an arrow in her back, and the handle of the arrow was broken, and the arrow went deep into the flesh. The bleeding had stopped, but the skin around the arrow was rotting, and she had a high fever.

In such a cold winter, this woman's wound can become like this, which means that she has been injured for several days.

Thankfully, it's winter, and it's the height of summer. The woman was long dead. In this way, it is also her luck.

Ling Qingyun had just given her a pill of Wang's Special Purple Snow Pill.

Zixuedan is a fever reducer, but Wang Qilang's grandfather improved Zixuedan and put the bezoar into it, and the effect is ten times better than that of ordinary Zixuedan, although the cost is also ten times higher.

This purple snow pill is enough to make this woman temporarily reduce her fever.

If you want to cure her, you have to pull out the arrows from her flesh and cut off the carrion around her.

This would be very painful, and Ling Qingyun was afraid that she wouldn't be able to stand it.

How to deal with this wound. Wang Qilang once taught Ling Qingyun. There was a famine. Ling Qingyun turned into a boy and followed Wang Qilang to the suburbs to treat refugees, many of whom were injured.

How to get traumatic injuries, Ling Qingyun was very afraid at first. Later practiced a few times. It's familiar. I know that I must be stable and fast, otherwise the patient will suffer even more.

Ling Qingyun looked at the woman's wound again, and thought, "She only has three or four percent hope of surviving. If this wound is not cleaned, it will rot. Cleanup is going to bleed, poor"

A moment later, Ling Qingtong came back and got a jar of wine out of nowhere. It's a pity that it's cloudy wine, and the taste is very light.

"In this small place, there is only this cloudy sake, and there is no sake." Ling Qingtong said to Ling Qingyun, "Can it be used?" ”

"Something is better than nothing." Ling Qingyun said.

looked at the woman on the ground, fainted again, motionless, and even the dream disappeared.

Ling Qingyun found a piece of broken cotton wool and said to her younger brother: "You hold her, if you scream, you will stop her!" ”

Ling Qingtong nodded.

He was already fourteen years old, a half-grown adult, as tall as Ling Qingyun, and his arms were much thicker than Ling Qingyun's.

Ling Qingyun found a small pair of scissors from Shi Ting's medical box.

In addition to scissors, there are also some sheep intestines and gold needles.

Ling Qingyun used this scissors.

She first soaked the scissors in the wine and then wiped them clean. Ling Qingyun also washed her hands with wine, then broke the woman's carrion with her hands and used her fingernails to dig out the arrows.

The pain was very intense.

The woman woke up in an instant.

She almost jumped up in pain, but unfortunately she was pressed by Ling Qingtong and couldn't move. Ling Qingtong was afraid that he would not be able to suppress it, so he almost sat on her shoulders and pressed her to the ground.

The woman's hands and feet struggled hard, and her mouth was about to scream, as if she was cramping all over.

Ling Qingtong had already gagged her mouth.

The woman's struggle was very intense.

Ling Qingyun's hand was very steady, and she took out the arrow on her back in the woman's violent struggle.

The woman's voice, although muffled by cotton wool, could still be heard very violently. This kind of pain of flesh is painful to the heart.

It was so painful that the woman burned for another two or three days, lost her strength, and soon rolled her eyes and passed out.

Both Ling Qingyun and Ling Qingtong breathed a sigh of relief.

She passed out and died, but it was better to die of pain.

Next, Ling Qingyun used scissors to cut off the carrion from her wound little by little, although the woman passed out, her body was still alive, and she spasmed from time to time.

Ling Qingtong was shocked.

Ling Qingyun's hands were covered with blood, and then she cut off the hem of her clothes, soaked them in wine, and then pressed the woman's wound to prevent more bleeding.

The woman's body began to cramp with pain again.

"Second Sister" Ling Qingtong could feel the great pain that the woman was suffering, and turned around and asked Ling Qingyun, "Are you done?" ”

"It's almost there." Ling Qingyun said, "When I sew up her wounds, it will be fine." ”

Ling Qingyun suppressed the blood, waited for a moment, and made sure that the bleeding from her wound had stopped a little, and then began to stitch the wound.

After getting it done, Ling Qingyun was sweating profusely, and the woman's wound was bleeding nonstop.

She pressed it for a long time, and the blood was all over her body, and the woman's wound gradually stopped bleeding.

"Alright, carry her to the cellar." Ling Qingyun said to her younger brother.

The siblings carried the woman to the cellar.

The woman's wound was involved halfway, and she bled a lot, and Ling Qingyun felt that she might not survive.

However, Ling Qingyun did everything that should be done.

Whether she can live or not depends on her creation.

In the process of cleaning the wound, the woman had a lot of blood, wetting Ling Qingyun and Ling Qingtong's clothes, especially Ling Qingyun, who was covered in blood, and Ling Qingtong was also stained.

(To be continued......)