"Shang Wen. Shang Wen. Nerds. Yingyu rode to the gate of the southern city. He shouted loudly.

"Prime Minister, how is your Prime Minister? Tell me, tell me. Yingyu was crying in a hurry. She asked, casually finding a janitor.

"Princess, the prime minister has been sent back to the prime minister's mansion and is now being treated." The forbidden army has not yet said how Shang Wen's wound is. Yingyu immediately got on his horse and ran towards Shangwen's office.

Where Shang Wen works.

"I have to take out the warhead, it's very painful, do I need to give you a little sleeping water." Old man Wei said.

"Ugh." Shang Wen grinned. Ying'er was also offstage at the time and saw Shang Wen's assassination with her own eyes. Then he followed. Now she is taking saline to clean Shangwen's wounds.

"I told me how your salt water is prepared, it is so high. It hurts to death. Shang Wen cried out in pain. In fact, Old Man Wei was too lazy to work on saline, and his research was all devoted to alcohol. The concentration of saline drops significantly only during infusion. When it comes to treating wounds, he generally thinks that the more he uses, the better. Therefore, the concentration of saline to clean the wound is very high. The pain can be imagined.

"If you don't change the alcohol, that cleans the wound very well. It hurts more than this. Old man Wei said nonchalantly.

"You'd better go to the lows again. The effect is just as good, and it doesn't hurt. With salt water like you, sooner or later it will hurt people to death. Shang Wen shouted loudly.

"Seeing you like this, I'd better give you some sleeping water." As he spoke, Old Man Wei took out a bottle of jar and poured it on a piece of cloth.

"What is this?" Shangwen asked.

"Ah, this thing, I boiled it from your stuff called sulfuric acid and alcohol. I don't know, I just know that this thing will sleep when it is poured. I call it sleeping water. What do you think? It's a good invention. Old man Wei said ostentatiously.

"Ether". Shang Wen exclaimed.

"Ether? What's that? Old man Wei asked.

"It's this thing in your hand, it's called ether, and it has a certain anesthetic effect." Shang Wen said.

"Oh. I don't know, anyway, I'll use it for you first" said the old man and covered Shang Wen's mouth and nose. Soon Shang Wen fell asleep.

"Sir, this, it's fine." Ying'er asked.

"It's fine. If only he didn't sleep. Come on. Shine the light of a mirror on the wound. I'll see you better. As he spoke, Old Man Wei took out a silver clip and a silver knife from the boiling iron pot. Began surgery on Shang Wen.

Silverware has the effect of sterilization and antivirus. Old man Wei certainly worked medical tools. This is the guy he eats with.

The wound after cleaning is relatively clear. The wound was not pierced. The attacker was using a point 30 caliber revolver. The warhead is a lead bullet. Fortunately, an ordinary round-headed bullet was used, and if a hollow bullet was used, then Shangwen's arm would have to be amputated. Old man Wei followed the Qin army to fight around, and he had seen too many such examples, most of them were enemies, and he knew very well the power of hollow bullets, and this kind of bullet killed the opponent at a short distance. More than 70% of them are fatal, and even if they survive, they need to be amputated.

Old Man Wei had to applaud Shang Wen's luck, because the bullet was just an ordinary round-headed bullet, and the location of the hit happened to be in the arm. The problem is that the warhead needs to be found and some rotten flesh removed. Fortunately, the attackers did not have good marksmanship and did not use very large calibers. Since it was a granular gunpowder load, the distance of thirty paces was already a little reluctant. If the caliber is a little larger. The situation is very bad.

"Ding." A piece of deformed lead was caught and thrown on a plate.

Lead is toxic, so there is also some muscle tissue to deal with. Thankfully, it didn't hit the bone. Otherwise, the wound will be very infected. Old Man Wei's forehead was already sweating. Because the location of the warhead is already very close to the bone. I really don't know what caused this.

Old man Wei was nervous Wei Shangwen to deal with the wound, while Ying'er was worried and scared looking at the bloody scene in front of her.

Inside the Xianyang Palace. "Oh no, Your Majesty. The king. Zhao Gao hurriedly shouted loudly in the Xianyang Palace. In normal times, this is absolutely not allowed.

"What's the matter?" King Qin shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, the little one should be damned, Prime Minister he was assassinated." Zhao Gao said while accusing himself.

"What? How is the prime minister doing? What is the audacity to stab? "King Qin deserves the demeanor of a king. After hearing about Shang Wen's assassination, he regained his composure just moments.

"This, the villain doesn't know, I only heard that the prime minister is injured. He is now being treated. Zhao Gaocheng said in fear.

"The widow wants to go and see." Saying that, King Qin was about to leave.

"Quick, get the imperial doctor immediately." King Qin commanded with a wave of his hand. With that, he left Xianyang Palace.

"Whew." Old man Wei exhaled heavily. After removing some rotten flesh tissue, Old Man Wei disinfected Shangwen and then bandaged it. The wound is not big. And at this time, although he had the technique of wound suturing, he did not dare to use it in such a place. It is better to deal with it in the traditional way. It's a bit slow though. But the effect is comparative.

"Princess." The guards outside the door shouted loudly.

"Shang Wen, how is Shang Wen?" Yingyu hurriedly ran in and saw Shangwen in a coma.

"Nerd. Nerds. Wake up. Yingyu suddenly threw herself beside Shang Wen.

"Princess, the prime minister's injury is not serious. Now it's just some lethargy. Old man Wei said.

Obviously, Yingyu didn't listen at all.

Saying that, Old Man Wei shook his head and left. It's not that he's missing an arm or a broken leg. On the battlefield, he has seen too much of the power of gunpowder weapons. Although his medical skills are rapidly improving. But he really didn't want to see it. Especially those enemies of the Qin people. The death was so cruel. Old man Wei also sent kindness to help some people from a few tribes, but it's a pity. Many have had their limbs amputated. The destructive power of the weapon is too great. Especially in the killing distance of the musket. The Qin army used a large number of explosive bullets. That power. Half of the people who were hit were dead. Even if you want to cure. To survive is also a cripple. The Qin army often stabbed these people to death with bayonets. Or a single shot.

The war entered the age of hot weapons. The lethal speed of its killing has made traditional medical techniques unable to keep up with the speed of killing. All Old Man Wei could do was to keep improving his medical skills. However, there are very few people who learn his medical skills. Coupled with the serious asymmetry of the Qin army's foreign combat weapons. As a result, medical technology is in a state of independent research. The cost of the Qin army's casualties was not very large.