The cold metal touch, square with a handle, and a strap on the back, towards the front of the touch sure enough, there are two spring locks, both hands lightly hooked, and the lock opened with a click.

Zhou Heng held his breath and listened carefully to Boss Xue's snoring, as if he hadn't woken up, he quickly stood on tiptoe and walked to the back of the hall with the box.

Patting his chest, Zhou Heng reached out and touched the inside of the box.

Directly grabbed a flashlight with adjustable brightness, twisted the flashlight slightly, and a beam of light shone directly on the box, and the bright red cross made people feel so safe.

This is Zhou Heng's first-aid kit, which contains first-aid drugs and some simple surgical instruments, reaching out to the mezzanine, a prescription and a carbon pen are also sandwiched in it, all prepared in accordance with Zhou Heng's habits.

After browsing, Zhou Heng's gaze fell on a bottle of ether.

For a while, Zhou Heng was full of emotion, and instantly thought of an almost perfect escape plan.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, he grabbed the ether bottle, poured some liquid on the gauze, held his breath and tiptoed towards the auricle.

That Boss Xue is an Orion, he reacts very quickly, and it is impossible to make him defenseless, but respiratory anesthesia is still the most convenient, even if he reacts, more than ten seconds is enough, who cares if you are in debt or not, anyway, the original owner owes the debt and not himself, although he feels a little guilty, but it seems that this is the only way to escape from here.

Zhou Heng's nervous fingers were a little cold, and at this time, he was only an arm's length away from Boss Xue, and the snoring sound did not change the frequency, and he was closer and closer.

Just as Zhou Heng stretched out his hand, a lightning bolt streaked across the sky, and then thunder sounded, the sound was deafening, Boss Xue instantly opened his eyes and grabbed Zhou Heng's wrist.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhou Heng was frightened, but the emergency doctor had never seen any strong winds and waves, and the gangsters who fought in the middle of the night dealt with it a lot, and this look could not scare him, and then Zhou Heng showed a harmless smile.

"You snore so loudly, I really can't sleep, I want to pat you and make you change positions!"

Thunder was rolling outside, huge raindrops mixed with hail fell, and a layer of white ice eggs fell in the courtyard after a while, Boss Xue glanced at Zhou Heng and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, forgive me for not daring to run, go back to sleep when it's raining, I'm not sleeping!"

Zhou Heng clenched the gauze in his hand, and was about to take it back, when Boss Xue saw it by the light of lightning, dragged it over, and looked at it over and over again.

"What is this?"

Zhou Heng's heart was about to jump out, but he still had a signature smile on his face, and said indifferently:

"It's nothing, it's just a corner of the sweat towel torn off, I see that you have a runny nose, and I want to help you wipe it, but I feel a little abrupt, think about it, forget it, Brother Xue sleeps and doesn't disturb your rest!"

"Bring it!"

Zhou Heng paused, looked at the gauze in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Boss Xue again, and slowly handed him the gauze.

Boss Xue wiped his nose, and sure enough, he saw a trace of yellow sticky.

Glancing at Zhou Heng, he instantly became less vigilant, the big thorn sat on the grass and picked the left side and the right side, and with his movements, seeing Boss Xue's eyelids fighting, it seemed that he was about to fall down in the next second.

Zhou Heng hurried over and gave him a handful.

"Brother Xue, you sleep first, you sleep first!"

Putting Boss Xue down on the haystack, Zhou Heng stood still, quietly observing Boss Xue's performance.

After watching it for a while, Boss Xue still kept holding the gauze to pick his nose, Zhou Heng thought about it, if he saw the gauze tomorrow morning, he would chase himself when he woke up.

Looking around, Zhou Heng grabbed two stiff straw sticks, squatted beside Boss Xue, and went to clip the gauze, but he tried many times without success.

Zhou Heng was a little anxious, how could this be good, the hail outside was the size of pigeon eggs, and he would have to make a bag if he went out without being stoned to death, it seemed that he still had to wait, I knew that it would be better to drug him so late!

Zhou Heng sighed, let's keep the gauze first, if you come to the next medicine after a while, it will save you from wasting gauze.

A gust of wind blew, Zhou Heng shook his body and sneezed, this ghost weather, looking like July and August, I didn't expect it to be so cold after the rain.

Zhou Heng rubbed his wet sleeves, looked at the wheat straw and broken wood in the corner of the main hall, then Boss Xue must have a fire fold on his body, at least he had to dry his clothes, and it was easy to catch a cold if he was wrapped in a quilt like this.

Thinking of this, Zhou Heng reached out and touched Boss Xue's body, found a fire fold, and hurriedly walked down the eaves towards the main hall, although this thing has not been used, it has not been described in the previous TV series.

Back in the main hall, Zhou Heng got a little wheat grass, opened the fire fold and blew it, a small flame of 'poof' instantly lit up, put wheat straw and some broken wood, and lit the fire, in the cold and damp weather, it was enjoyable to be able to surround the fire.

Zhou Heng sat on the main hall, looking at the hail in the courtyard, he was a little impatient, and he didn't know when the hail would stop.

At this moment, the dilapidated temple door, which was only half left, was opened with a clang.

It was unrealistic for Zhou Heng to want to extinguish the fire, but he saw a person who seemed to be carrying something heavy on his back, and walked in slowly, and Zhou Heng saw the blood stains on the man's shoes at a glance.

He's hurt?

Zhou Heng got up and glanced at Boss Xue, who was snoring like thunder, as if he had started early......

With another flash of lightning, Zhou Heng had already seen clearly that this person was carrying a person on his back, and the blood stains seemed to be the person on his back, only to see him wave his sleeves towards Boss Xue casually, Zhou Heng shrank his neck, did he want to kill people?

Before Zhou Heng could think about it, this person had already entered the main hall under his feet, and stood in front of him in an instant At the same time, a long sword was placed on Zhou Heng's neck, and then the person's sharp voice sounded.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Heng stood in place and raised his hands, "In Langzhong, I can't go home in this sudden rainstorm, so I just came to avoid the rain with my subordinates!" ”

The man's eyelids jumped, his right hand holding the sword flipped over, and grabbed Zhou Heng's collar.

"Langzhong? You can see the wound of the sword! ”

Zhou Heng nodded confidently, "The best at this!" ”

The person bent down slightly, and Zhou Heng hurriedly came over to help, helping the patient on his back to lie next to the fire.

Only then did Zhou Heng see clearly that the injured person was a young man of the same age as himself, and just after helping him, he felt that the young man was hot all over, obviously with a high fever, and the man's eyes looked back and forth on Zhou Heng several times.

"How old are you, and you really know how to heal?"

Zhou Heng was despised, this is a phenomenon that will be encountered in modern times, and they all think that older people with white beards have advanced medical skills, but this is not the case.

Especially in surgery, the younger the patient, the longer the time in the front line, the more patients he comes into contact with, and the more outstanding his ability.

Then his face sank slightly, and he said loudly:

"My ancestors have practiced medicine for generations, but my grandfather is newly mourned and lives in seclusion in the mountains!"

Seeing Zhou Heng say this, the man pondered for a moment, looked at the pale young man on the ground, reached out and took out a purse in his arms and put it on the ground side by side with a long sword.

"Then trouble Xiaolangzhong, treat my son-in-law!"

This meaning is too obvious, if you cure it, you will have silver, but if you can't cure it, you will have to kill Zhou Heng!

Zhou Heng glanced at it, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, calmed himself down, and acted so generously that there was no incurable disease.

Besides, I can't say enough, there is no preoperative notice for these years, all the responsibility is borne by the doctor, and no one knows how much money is in the purse, at least it is worth more than forty-two stone wheat, otherwise I am not busy in vain?

"I'll take a look first, and if I can't cure it, I won't delay your healing!"

Seeing that Zhou Heng was here to find a step for himself, the man didn't know how to move, and in an instant, the long sword returned to his palm and rested on Zhou Heng's neck again!

Zhou Heng's heart trembled, this is a bandit act, but the price that should be negotiated must be said well, otherwise taking such a big risk to save people, if it can't be saved, it will be completely wasted!

The man stared at Zhou Heng's eyes, and in that thin voice, he said slowly:

"Don't play tricks with the old man, you have to save this person today, this place is still seven or eight miles away from Qingping County, not to mention how hard it took in the past, the city gate has already been locked, it's too late to find Langzhong, you have to save it no matter what. If my son-in-law lives, you have the money to take, and if you can't save you and your entourage, don't live! ”

Zhou Heng took a closer look at the man, his face was white and his voice was shrill and thin, although his brocade suit was wet, it was damaged, the most special thing was that his right arm was a wide-sleeved robe, and his left arm was narrow-sleeved, and he looked at the cuffs as if something was wrapped around them.

As for the material of the robe, it looks extraordinary, although he is wearing a hat on his head, the exposed part of his sideburns is full of white hair, and it is obvious that this person is not young.

The young man on this earth, not to mention, is even more extraordinary, obviously the identity of the two is absolutely extraordinary.

Zhou Heng nodded slightly, "I'm sorry for you to help me remove this son's clothes, I want to see where the injury is!" ”

This time, the man didn't threaten anymore, and quickly lifted the young man's robe, so Zhou Heng could see clearly, it turned out that the young man had a sharpened wooden stick stuck in his left thigh from back to front, and the blood had already stained his pants red.

Tearing open the pants of the wound, and smelling it closely, there was no other sour smell except for the bloody gas, Zhou Heng's heart was relieved, and it seemed that there was no smell of poison.

Zhou Heng looked at the man, and said with an unusually firm gaze:

"I can save this person, I'll ask you a question first!"

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers unconsciously clenching the sword.

"Please!"

"Fifty stone of wheat, how many taels of silver do you need?"

The man was stunned, paused for a few seconds, and then replied:

"I don't know how much a stone of wheat is, I only know that one tael of silver can buy two stones of rice."

Zhou Heng nodded, thinking that rice must be more expensive than wheat, and said with a wave of his hand:

"Okay, then the consultation fee will be calculated according to twenty-five taels of silver, you go out and wait!"

The man stared at Zhou Heng, obviously not wanting to go out and wait, and his eyes were full of chills in an instant.

However, Zhou Heng was not frightened, he still looked at the man gently, and put on a look of you if you don't go out, I won't be cured, what is the love, and the man stood up after a few glances.

"Silver two is no problem, if you can't save it, it will be your death at dawn, if you want to escape, you can't escape!"

With that, the man walked to the other side of the atrium.

Zhou Heng closed the door of the main hall, turned around and went to the back of the main hall, walked to the fire with the first aid kit, put the highlight flashlight at the foot of the Buddha statue, adjusted the direction, and pointed at the young man's injury.

Zhou Heng squatted down, quickly tore off the left trouser leg of the young man, quickly disinfected the wound, lifted the young man's leg, and Zhou Heng looked down.

Sure enough, this is a penetrating injury, the wooden stick is inserted into the thigh from behind, and it should be pierced by the femur, which is lucky, and there are obvious cutting marks under the wooden stick, and the cutting surface is very smooth without pause.

Seeing this, Zhou Heng shrunk his neck, obviously it was cut with a long sword, such a thick wooden stick was cut with a sword, how much strength does it take, put away his thoughts, Zhou Heng prepared the equipment.

Although he was reluctant, he still put on a mask and gloves, tied an infusion tube to the vein on the back of the boy's hand, hung a bottle of saline with cefazolin sodium, and turned on the maximum speed infusion.

Zhou Heng sighed, "If it weren't for making money to pay off debts, I would really be reluctant to give it to you, there are so many medicines, and the second infusion is not enough!" ”

Zhou Heng rinsed the gloves and disinfected the young man's wound with iodophor again.

Thinking about it, he still gave him a local anesthesia, if he woke up in pain for a while, it would be troublesome, and he was already in a coma, and it was too dangerous to use respiratory anesthesia at this time, after all, there was no equipment monitoring!

Ready, Zhou Heng quickly cut the upper and lower wounds, and kept separating towards the depths, seeing that the wooden stick was rubbing the femoral artery and scratching, and the femur was not injured, Zhou Heng's eyelids jumped straight, it was really dangerous, if he deviated a little, he would already die of blood loss.

Zhou Heng's movements did not stop, quickly separated the tissue, peeled off the wooden stick, lifted the young man's left leg, and slowly pulled out the wooden stick according to the path entered.

Then debridement began, and the surrounding positions that could remain wooden thorns, Zhou Heng all carefully cleaned them out, and those small blood vessels could not be sutured, so they could only be ligated, and then the drainage strip was left and sutured in layers according to the muscle tissue!

It wasn't until the superficial skin was sutured that Zhou Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

With such a debridement operation, I was alone, I was really tired, I shook my stiff neck, and quickly bandaged the wound of the teenager.

Zhou Heng got up at this time, wrapped the disposable medical waste he had just used, as well as infusion tubes and the like, all of them in a hole towel and stuffed them back into the first aid kit, Zhou Heng measured the boy's body temperature, but fortunately, the body temperature had dropped to 37.8 degrees.

Zhou Heng let out a sigh of relief, dragged the quilt on the wheat straw, covered it for the young man, looked outside the palace door, it seemed that the rain had been heard, he raised his hand to open the door of the main hall, and the brocade-clothed man in the ear room instantly rushed to Zhou Heng's eyes.

"How's my son-in-law?"