Cheng Qing's hands were also trembling.

The strong smell of blood made her want to vomit.

She is not a surgeon.

She didn't study medicine.

She only knows a little medical knowledge, and in the era of the information explosion, anyone can access medical knowledge with a little snack...... Cheng Qing didn't expect that he would one day use these common sense to save people.

There is no way, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

Wu Da is still breathing a sigh of relief now, maybe he just listened to her words.

Wu University has a desire to survive, of course Cheng Qing wants to be fulfilled!

If she gave up, Wuda would be sentenced to death immediately for this injury, the ancient doctors were good at internal medicine but not good at surgery, gold sore medicine couldn't stop bleeding, they would use a soldering iron to burn red to burn - Wuda was injured so much, how should the soldering iron be burned?

Cheng Qing endured the nausea, disinfected Wuda's intestines and stuffed them back into his stomach with his own hands, and touched the intestines with his hand as if they were not broken, but only the lower abdomen was scratched, and the thick cotton clothes blocked part of the damage for Wuda.

If the abdominal organs are ruptured, the chance of survival is even lower, Cheng Qing will not have surgery after all, she doesn't know how to sew the internal organs, and the abdominal cavity is polluted......

The white cotton cloth and needle and thread were soaked in wine, and Cheng Qing stuffed as much white cotton cloth into the abdominal cavity, and dyed as much red.

Cheng Qing's eyes were red, and he tried to be as calm as possible:

"Xiaopan, you wash your hands with wine, and then sew up the wound on his stomach with a needle and thread, not the skin, but the meat, the needle must be pierced, it must be sewn quickly and well, it doesn't matter if it is beautiful or not, we are now in a race with Lord Yama, do you dare?"

Do you dare?

Xiao Pan's hands trembled terribly.

She's just a teenage girl.

The most terrible thing I've ever experienced in my life is being hungry.

What she used to think about was how to repay He Wan, but now she wants to live up to He Wan's entrustment and take care of Cheng Qing.

Let her take a needle to sew the meat on Wu's belly?

She didn't dare!

But if you don't sew it, Wuda will be dead.

Wu Da usually doesn't talk much, but no matter who asks him for help, he will agree, Xiao Pan can't watch such a good person die.

"I, I dare, young master, I'll sew!"

Xiao Pan picked up the needle and thread with trembling hands.

Cheng Hui suddenly squeezed forward, "Xiaolang, let me come too!" ”

Xiaopan's needlework is so-so, and what he is good at is not needlework in the first place.

But Cheng Hui's needlework is very good.

When the Cheng family first returned to Nanyi, they were shy, and Cheng Hui and the Liu family worked together to do embroidery work to subsidize the family.

Cheng Hui didn't dare to look at Dong Jinqiu when she said this, she was the young lady of the Dong family, and she wanted to have skin-to-skin contact with a foreign man in public, what would Dong Jinqiu think?

I can't take care of it.

Although Wuda is a family member, he desperately protects Cheng Qing.

In Cheng Hui's heart, the weight of her younger brother Cheng Qing is higher than that of her newlywed husband Dong Jinqiu, this is not unfair to Dong Jinqiu, Cheng Hui regards Cheng Qing as more important than herself.

Without her, Cheng Qing would take care of Liu's family, Erniang, and Sanniang.

Without Cheng Qing, the four women of the Cheng family, where should they go?!

Cheng Hui picked up the needle and thread and squatted beside Wuda, "I sew the wound on my stomach, and Xiaopan sews the rest." ”

Xiao Pan glanced at Cheng Hui gratefully.

Don't ask Xiaopan to sew intestines, Xiaopan is more courageous.

Cheng Qing immediately made a decision and asked them to sew up the wound on their stomach and the big wound on their back first.

Wuda's cotton clothes were cut and stripped off, and the strips of cloth that were wrapped before were also uncovered, and Cheng Qing washed the wounds with spirits before stitching.

On December nights, it is naturally cold in the capital.

The cold wind couldn't blow on Wu Da's body, and the people around him spontaneously stood in a circle, blocking the cold wind out.

"Sew people like clothes?"

"Can it really be saved......

The soldiers and horses of the five cities couldn't help but look around.

Wu Er yelled: "Shut up, who wants to delay the young master to save my brother, I am a rotten life anyway, I will fight with him!" ”

What a reckless man!

The men of the Five Cities Terracotta Division shut up.

In fact, now the onlookers are not only the family members of the Dong and Cheng families, but after the people from the Five Cities Terracotta Division arrived, the surrounding people also dared to come out with lanterns to visit.

Sewing people with needles and threads is really appalling.

These people held back their words, and they also knew that it was not good to disturb Cheng Qing and them to save people now.

Cheng Hui was nervous.

The feeling of a needle piercing the flesh and the feeling of a needle piercing the flesh are two different things entirely.

She could only sew without distractions, according to the method taught by Cheng Qing, it was very slow at first, after a few stitches, Cheng Huifei's needle thread was faster, and she was supposed to sew the wound on her stomach tightly, Cheng Qing suddenly remembered that this was the abdominal cavity, and hurriedly asked people to bring a new brush, pull out the tip and cap, disinfect it in the wine, and use it as a drainage tube...... As for whether this is right or not, Cheng Qing is also gambling.

Cheng Hui finished sewing up her lower abdomen, and went to help Xiao Pan sew the wound on her back.

Wuda was stabbed several times in the back!

After being washed by the spirits, the skin and flesh of the wound turned out, looking extremely terrifying, not much easier than sewing the stomach, Cheng Hui said in a low voice: "Xiaopan, you sew it well, continue!" ”

Xiao Pan had tears in her eyes, but she didn't let the tears fall, listening to Cheng Hui's encouragement, Xiao Pan nodded heavily.

Dong Jinqiu didn't make a sound to disturb.

He and Hui Niang have not been married for a long time, and whenever he thinks he knows Hui Niang well enough, he will see a new side of Hui Niang.

Dong Jinqiu didn't think about any skin contact with a foreign man, Cheng Hui's whole person at this time seemed to be shrouded in a layer of soft light, which made Dong Jinqiu amazed!

"Xiaolang, it's sewn!"

When Cheng Hui pulled Xiaopan to stand up, his body shook.

Among the onlookers, I don't know who took the lead in applauding, and a group of people woke up like a dream and applauded.

"Okay, get another gold sore medicine—"

"Young master, the doctor is here, the doctor is here."

The family who went to ask for the doctor finally came back, and he ran all the way to carry the doctor back.

Tired?

Exhausted!

When he reached the place, his knees weakened, and his feet fell to the ground.

But I didn't dare to stop at all halfway, and whenever I wanted to rest, I would think that Wuda was still waiting for the doctor to save my life.

The family members that the fifth master gave to Cheng Qing are all trained together, and everyone may have jokes and ridicule on weekdays, and they are all brothers who can live at critical moments!

The doctor's life is about to be turned upside down.

The doctor was benevolent, and as soon as he was put down by the family, he squeezed to Wuda's side.

As soon as he saw that Wu Da was like a blood gourd, he felt that this person must be hopeless, and when he opened the wound again, he actually saw the traces of needlework and sutures, this, this is-

Cheng Qing wiped his face, and all the blood on his hands rubbed on his face, looking like a terrible ghost who got up in hell.

"Doctor, we helped him stop the bleeding, what else can we do, just ask!"

After stitching up the wound, there is still a little blood overflowing, but this time it will not be washed away by sprinkling gold sore medicine, Cheng Qing said that stopping the bleeding for Wuda is not bragging.

However, she didn't know what to do next, and she could only hope that the doctors in the capital were superb.

The doctor didn't dare to say that he couldn't save it, and reached out to probe the pulse of Wuda.

Very faint.

But it is also true.

At this time, the Dong family came with a soup bowl, the fragrance of medicine was overflowing, and the doctor looked at the half ginseng lying in the bowl [Biqu Island fo], and his heart was dripping blood.

Where is it used so much?

The heat for decoction is not enough.

But I can't do that much now.

"Pour this ginseng soup to him first, and then send him to the hospital, the old man will take care of him personally tonight, whether he can survive it depends on whether his life is hard enough!"