Now the temperature is good, the top of the tent where Tianyin is placed is removable, the weather is sunny today, and the light in the tent is very abundant after opening.

Jun Qianqian and Luo Ze carried first-aid kits, opened the curtain of the tent, and saw Tianyin lying half-dead on the bed at a glance.

"Qianqian, I'm sorry, I didn't do a good job of wound treatment."

Ana was also standing to the side at this time, looking very depressed.

"It's okay, it's not dead yet."

There were a lot of infections, and there was a problem with Ana's link, so Luo Ze put the heavy wooden box on the table, and when he saw that there were too many people in the room, he told everyone what to do.

With him, a mighty and domineering nurse, it is enough.

“…… Alas. ”

Until now, the clansmen have lazy to complain about the patriarch's behavior and the degree of clinginess.

"What are you going to do?"

Of course, the moon spirit would not leave, but looked at the things in the open box one by one, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

"I'm going to debride your brother first, are you sure you want to stay and watch?"

Jun Qianqian is the first half-hung doctor in this era, and in the face of Tianyin's injury, she can only do it.

"Can't I stay?"

Yue Ling didn't know the meaning of debridement, and he had to watch his brother not have any accidents.

"It's okay if you want to see, but you don't shout whatever you see."

Otherwise, the "little nurse" Luo Ze next to her would throw him out without hesitation.

Under Luo Ze's very frightening gaze, Yue Ling still decided to stay, and Jun Qianqian didn't care about the rest of the things, according to the best level that could be done in this era, first put on a special gown, and then wash her hands and disinfect it.

If you want to be sterile in this era, it is basically impossible, but Jun Qianqian's set of procedures has come down, and it is estimated that in the eyes of Yue Ling, she is more like a dancing god, and she is preparing to perform some witchcraft ritual.

Jun Qianqian lifted the quilt, Luo Ze helped her drag Tianyin's dead upper body to her eyes, and put it in the easiest posture to exert force, she first cut the adhered gauze, and pus was already flowing out of the wound, and it was easily removed without wetting.

"Tsk."

Jun Qianqian, who was wearing a mask, let out a smack of her tongue, Ana did not attack lightly, but the wound of the crossbow arrow was not big, and pulling out the arrow did inevitably expand the wound, but the injury in front of her was not even a coherent injury, with a depth of five or six centimeters, and it did not hurt the bones and large blood vessels.

Recalling Bimo, who almost fell off his shoulder, Tianyin's injury would be a weak chicken if it infected a dead person.

She first took out a jar of soapy water, and fell down to the wound without hesitation, the already burned and confused Tianyin couldn't help but let out a moan, Yue Ling nervously came over, and was pushed away by Luo Ze without hesitation.

Only then did Yue Ling notice that the man in front of him was the patriarch of the Purple Flower Tribe.

The patriarch and priest of the purple flower gave Tianyin treatment, which had to be said to have a lot of cards, but Yue Ling didn't know whether to be grateful or hateful, and the expression on his face changed for a while.

Luo Ze's mood is much simpler, he actually wants the two brothers to die together.

It's a pity that Jun Qianqian won't let it.

"Does it hurt now? It really hurts and it's still to come. ”

Noticing Yue Ling's probe probe, Jun Qianqian began to explain out loud, she can't fall in love with Luo Ze at this time, it's better to talk about cleaning the wound.

"I'm going to squeeze out all the pus and blood, and I'm going to cut out the necrotic tissue and granulomas."

As she spoke, Luo Ze held a small, sharp knife into her hand.

"What!"

Yue Ling looked at the woman in front of her, who had thought she was weak, and she didn't change her face and cut the human flesh on the wound with a knife, and her legs were even a little weak.

"If you can't stand it, get out!"

The patient's family is really a troublesome thing, and Luo Ze's patience is about to run out.

"The next step is to wash the pus and blood with saline."

Jun Qianqian was wearing a mask, her voice was a little distorted, the operation in front of her was unprofessional enough, and she was wearing a mask to prevent pus and blood and the like from splashing on her face, not to prevent Tianyin bacterial infection.

It's still the most important thing to protect yourself.

"The next step is disinfection, which should have been done with hydrogen peroxide, after all, hydrogen peroxide is less irritating to the wound, but we don't have hydrogen peroxide, so we can only use alcohol."

Speaking of this alcohol, purple flowers are still a very precious thing today, and the wine has a low alcohol content and a lot of impurities, which cannot be used for medical disinfection.

But the distilled wine, which is the brandy as it was known in the previous life, can reach 40% alcohol.

The best concentration of alcohol disinfection is 75%, and they have not yet found a more efficient purification method, but although they cannot achieve the best effect of medical alcohol, the bacteria of this era are not resistant, and the effect of brandy is already the best choice.

"This one will be very painful, the patient may struggle, Roze, help me hold him."

Alcohol is precious, and it can't be simply splashed like soapy water, so Jun Qianqian instructed the "little nurse" to wipe Tianyin's wound with gauze soaked in alcohol.

Yue Ling felt like she was about to be stupefied.

"Ahh

Tianyin really let out a short scream, but it was a pity that Luo Ze's iron arm held him in place, and he fluttered like a dead fish, unable to shake such a power at all.

"It's finally over, now wash off the alcohol with saline, and you can re-bandage and suture."

said that it was normal saline, but it was just cool white saline, but the amount was enough, after the debridement of the wound was over, Jun Qianqian washed her hands again, and the dirty gauze on the ground was piled up, and these should be burned later.

Now it's time to start stitching.

Although Ana burned the wound in a mess, the knife he used to take the arrow was cut very neatly, and the infection caused some mismatch in the wound border, but she could still handle it.

And Yue Ling looked at Jun Qianqian, a terrible person, again, holding a small curved needle between tweezers, hooking his brother's flesh and blood, and sewing up the wound with cotton thread!

"Isn't that frightening?"

Looking at the silver needles that had not entered the flesh and blood, Yue Ling's mood was very unstable, Jun Qianqian could not tie the surgical knot, she could only use a simple method to finally finish, scissors cut the cotton thread, she finally looked at Yue Ling with a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it's a younger brother, and this psychological endurance is not good at all.

"Will this cure him?"

Yue Ling's body also broke out in a cold sweat, he looked at his brother who had quieted down again, no matter how terrifying Jun Qianqian was, he could only grasp this glimmer of hope.

"I'll take the medicine to clear the heat and anti-inflammatory later, you boil it and pour it into your brother, see if the fever can be reduced first, if it turns into sepsis, it will be incurable, if the fever goes away soon, it should be out of danger."

She has done everything she can do, and the rest depends on whether Tianyin's life is hard or not.