After cleaning up the blood around the wound, Yun Yi rummaged through the barefoot doctor's medical box.

In addition to a pulse diagnosis and a few ointments, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as destitute.

Yun Yi was a little difficult, this mansion had been thoroughly searched by them, and there was no pharmacy, but a lot of gold and silver money were found.

"You didn't prepare some gold creation medicine, hemostatic pills or anything like that?" Yun Yi asked directly to the man with the scar.

"It's already run out on the way." The man with the scar replied.

Also, otherwise this person would not be able to persist until now, although she has medicine, but she does not dare to give it to this person.

After struggling for a while, she decided to leave the problem to the scar man himself.

“…… You. As soon as Yun Yi opened his mouth to say the word you, the man with scar ears interrupted.

"I don't think the Dao elder is very old, if you don't give up, you can call me Brother Zhao." After some observation, Zhao Cheng felt that the little Taoist in front of him, who was dressed in a green robe, did not look like a traitor.

When he first entered the house, the atmosphere between him and the courtyard was indeed a little tense.

And just now the men reported that the little black donkey tied to the livestock pen could match the size of the hoof prints they saw on the way when they came.

"Brother Zhao, I have some hemostatic pills for external and internal use given to me by my master, I can borrow you for emergencies, do you want to use them." Yun Yi was completely relieved at this moment, although he didn't know why the other party suddenly intended to get close to her, as long as he began to trust her, everything would be easy to say.

"Nature." Zhao Cheng replied with a smile, and then ordered someone to fetch Yun Yi's baggage.

Originally, there were no two steps, and it took a quarter of an hour to take a burden.

Just as Yun Yi wanted to get up and pick up his package, the subordinate finally arrived with her package.

The person who came did not explain and handed her the package directly.

Yun Yi took the package, took out the medicine bottle for internal administration and checked it, and after feeling that the number of pills in it was a little less, the hand that took the medicine paused slightly, and then pretended to be nothing, and put the pill in warm water to dissolve.

This group of people is so cautious, who is this injured person in the bed?

Now she doesn't have the heart to study the origin of the other party, she just wants to protect the life of the person in the bed, and she can't die before the city gate opens tomorrow.

Yun Yi handed the medicine bowl containing the dissolved pill to Zhao Cheng and motioned for him to find a way to pour it into the person on the bed.

Her role at the moment is a doctor, not a servant.

Zhao Cheng was still a little overwhelmed when he took the medicine bowl, as long as the prince was in the place before, how could they need these rough men to have the opportunity to serve him.

There are a lot of people around me scrambling to serve.

Is it seriously injured right now? Not good-looking? Why do you feel that this long man is a little disgusted?

Ah, too, people are strangely good-looking, maybe jealousy.

Yun Yi, who was inexplicably jealous, looked at Zhao Cheng and suddenly became a little weird, his eyes dazed.

How to drop? Still doubt me?

Why is it so hard to treat individuals?

It's endless, the person in this bed is the emperor? So cautious? Then you can't break into the city directly?

It's funny to put so much thought in front of her.

Yun Yi wanted to open his mouth to complain, but he didn't have the courage to do so.

Forget it, she doesn't remember villains, and she doesn't have the same knowledge as them.

After Zhao Cheng finished feeding the medicine, Yun Yi waited for a while and waited for the effect of the medicine to come up, and then set out to fetch arrows for people.

Actually, if you want her to say that she really doesn't want to take this arrow, it's okay to take it well, but if she can't take it, she won't know if she is the county lord who is in charge of it.

It's just that the arrow on the human body is just near the artery, and if it is not taken for a long time, it is likely to be accompanied by displacement and pierce a big hole in the artery.

In this day and age, no one can do arterial sutures.

Therefore, the arrow still has to be drawn.

Yun Yi closed his eyes and calmed down, then ordered Zhao Cheng and several of his subordinates to stay, and the rest of them all left the room and stood guard outside the door.

After scrubbing their fingers one by one with hot towels, four of them held down the patient's limbs to ensure that the patient would not move in pain during the process of pulling out the arrow.

As for Zhao Cheng, he cooperated with her to pull out the arrow.

She took out the dagger that her brother had given her, threw it into hot water and boiled it, then dried it with a disinfected cotton cloth, and made a quick crossroads where the arrow had hit.

This is what I learned after communicating with Zhao Cheng that the arrow on this person is actually a crosshead.

The blood gushed out quickly, and the people who had been waiting by the side quickly wiped the blood away with a disinfected cotton cloth.

Yun Yi stretched out his little finger and gently probed along the crossing, and after finding the arrow, he figured out the direction of the four corners, and motioned Zhao Cheng to follow her instructions to pull out the arrow.

The moment the arrow was pulled out, a stream of blood quickly splashed out, and Yun Yi's heart instantly cooled.

Her first reaction was that the artery had ruptured, and it was over.

Fortunately, the blood that spurted out was only a small strand, and then it just flowed slowly.

The heart was put down again, Yun Yi didn't care about the blood sprayed on his face, and motioned to Zhao Cheng to use a cotton cloth to press the wound to stop the bleeding.

She doesn't know how to perform surgical sutures, and this thing can't be learned by watching a tutorial, so she has to practice it.

She never thought that one day she would pull out arrows here to stop the bleeding, and she would have to stitch up the wounds.

What I learned from Master was only some ordinary medical skills, and it was okay to treat some internal diseases, but this external disease was a completely different field.

It's like modern medicine and surgery.

She studied internal medicine and couldn't do surgery.

Pulling out the arrow was already a risky move, let alone stitching up his wound.

It would be nice if Senior Brother Ayun was here, he was the best at sewing wounds.