Ye Qiange sprinkled with enthusiasm, and introduced several techniques and techniques for suturing wounds, including matters that should be paid attention to, and listened to the buzzing ears of the imperial doctors, and in the clouds, they couldn't help but wander out of the world, scratching their heads and cheeks.

"Your Highness, why don't you demonstrate it a few times with your own hands." Imperial Physician Xiao asked in a low voice.

"Demonstration?" Ye Qiange's voice paused, not knowing what the demonstration in the other party's mouth meant.

"Someone!"

Imperial Physician Xiao snorted lightly, and saw several soldiers coming like the wind, kneeling on one knee, and said sonorously: "Meet Your Majesty and the Prince!" ”

Xu Yichan bowed slightly, and several soldiers stood up.

Then, two soldiers stood up, one of them quickly took off his shirt, revealing his sturdy body, and the other soldier drew his broadsword, and the cold glow shone coldly.

Ye Qiange's heart jumped, and a bad premonition filled his heart.

It's about --

Before he could stop him, the soldier had already raised his knife in his hand, and with a muffled snort, a long, deep cut appeared behind the sturdy man, and blood was constantly oozing out.

Ye Qiangejun's face turned pale suddenly, and he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Why are you doing that?"

When he came back to his senses, he immediately flew into a rage, and deliberately slashed people with a knife in order to demonstrate.

Moreover, this man is still a soldier!

This was something he couldn't tolerate.

Several soldiers hurriedly carried the wounded to the table, and Ye Qiange hurriedly shook his wheelchair over and looked down to check the injury.

He spoke sharply, and glanced at Imperial Physician Xiao coldly, "Why are you looking for soldiers, why don't you catch a few death row prisoners from the prison?" ”

Imperial Physician Xiao's expression froze, and he said stubbornly: "The prince is angry, recently the prince's suturing technique has already spread in the forbidden army, and after hearing this, all the soldiers have taken the initiative to ask for help, to personally verify the subtlety of this technique for the prince, if it weren't for the old minister's obstruction, I'm afraid the forbidden army would have surrounded the imperial doctor's office." ”

"The old minister had no choice but to choose a few of them."

Ye Qiange couldn't help but be moved when he heard it.

"Lord Wang, don't blame Imperial Doctor Xiao, it's true that as he said, we all came willingly, those death row prisoners, death is death, how can they be worthy of this kind of saving skills!"

The wounded man lay on the table, the pain made him grit his teeth and struggle to support him, and his speech was intermittent, but still very loud and powerful.

Ye Qiange took a deep breath, "You have to bear with it first, and it will be fine soon." ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Ye Qiange's nose was sour, and he shouted to the imperial doctors, "Why don't you come over quickly, is it possible that you still want this king to teach you a few more times?!" ”

The imperial doctors were as cold as cicadas, and they surrounded them one after another.

The wounded man had several old wounds on his back, and the scars looked very hideous.

This is a soldier who has experienced great battles!

Ye Qiange held his breath and concentrated, and after cleaning and disinfecting the wound, he picked up the steamed hot cloth towel and wiped his hands, and then began to stitch it up.

While stitching up, he explained the main points to the imperial doctors, and his movements were not slow, but they were very clean and neat.

He knew very well how painful it was to thread a needle between the flesh and skin, and if it dragged on, it would only magnify and prolong the pain.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Qiange knotted the thread and cut it with scissors, and the wound on the wounded's back was stitched up.

At this time, he was already drenched in sweat, and doing this kind of delicate work consumed the most physical strength and energy.

He exhaled a cloudy breath, and his face was a little sluggish.

"But the prince used a simple stitching method?" A imperial physician asked with a frown.

"Exactly." Ye Qiange nodded.

The so-called simple suture method is to suture the sutures in a single loop, connecting the two parts of the tissue together.

This is the most common and easiest method of suturing.

"I wonder if the prince can demonstrate the method of locking and suturing?" A physician pleaded.

As soon as these words fell, among the remaining soldiers, without saying a word, two people walked out, a flash of swords, blood splashed, and there was another wounded person on the table.

Ye Qiange opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Ye Qiange's face was slightly pale, and he looked at the soldiers who were grinning and gasping in pain, but there was no fear in his eyes, more of a sense of joy.

He had a delusion, pouted and said, "I was slashed, I shed so much blood, and I am so happy, are you sick in the brain?" ”

This kind of thing, I am afraid that I can't avoid it, why do I have to volunteer to face it, isn't this looking for abuse?

"Back to the prince's words, the villain's brain is not sick." The man snorted bitterly, and said, "The imperial doctor said that if this method is popularized in the army, it can treat countless soldiers when the war starts." ”

"Lord Wang, you take your time, you can try a few more methods on me, the small skin is thick and the blood is more, don't be afraid."

"Try a few more, and you'll die, less nonsense, and don't move while lying on your stomach."

Ye Qiange's heart swayed, and the touch in his heart was beyond measure.

He glanced at Xu Yichan, saw that he was also shocked, retracted his gaze, and sighed lightly: "The most unbearable thing in this world is this group of soldiers who were born and died for the country." ”

Xu Yichan pursed her lips, the brilliance in her eyes was faint, and her expression was quite solemn.

Ye Qiange concentrated and started a new round of stitching.

Depending on the method of suturing, the energy and physical strength of the bet are very different.

The locking suture method, also known as seam suturing, has one more step than simple suture, and the effect is better than the latter.

Whether it is to stop the bleeding or stabilize the injury, there is a significant improvement.

After the stitching was completed, Ye Qiange breathed a sigh of relief, his face became more and more pale, his breathing began to be a little disordered, and he waved his hand weakly, "Go and bandage him." ”

Before he could rest for a moment, two more soldiers came out of the group, and after they raised their knives, another wounded man lay on the table.

Ye Qiange smiled bitterly, he shouldn't have said that there were several ways to suture, and if he went on like this, he didn't know if he could hold on.

Seeing that he was not in a good state, Xu Yichan wrinkled her brows and said, "You take a rest first and let the imperial doctor do it." ”

Ye Qiange shook his head and said, "This person's wound is too big, they are stitched, I don't worry, if there is a business trip halfway, it will be even more troublesome." ”

He babbled his spirits, wiped the sweat from his forehead, focused his divergent gaze again, took a deep breath, and threw himself into the complicated stitching of the wound.

This time, his speed had apparently slowed down, not because of his unfamiliar technique or how complicated the sewing technique was, but because he was too tired.

It was as if time had been stretched.

His energy and stamina were draining off at a rapid pace.

Ye Qiange only felt that the needle and thread in his hand were getting heavier and heavier, as if he would not be able to hold it at any time.

The rhythm of his breathing has been completely disrupted, and he relies on constantly taking deep breaths to keep himself awake, but in the long run, the effect has gradually weakened.

……

It's finally good!

The corners of his mouth hooked, and when he reached for the scissors, the tense heartstrings loosened, and he felt the endless darkness drown him, and his eyes went black, and he fell straight back.