Chapter VIII Treatment of gunshot wounds
Outside the treatment room, some people gathered around the door and window, looking at Ye Xuan, who was wearing medical gloves on his hands, wearing a mask on his face, and holding a scalpel in his hand, and discussed a lot:
"Why didn't Master Huang let this little hairy child cure, is this little baby okay?"
"Yes, this is a fatal injury, why doesn't Master Huang do it himself?"
"Do you know what, who that man is?"
"Isn't that Master Huang's apprentice? I remember that when he came to Bao Zhilin for less than half a year, could his medical skills be better than Master Huang's? ”
"That person's name is Ye Xuan, he is indeed Master Huang's apprentice, and it has indeed been less than half a year since he came to Bao Zhilin, and I remember that it was only more than four months."
"You also said that he only came for more than four months, and only studied for more than four months, and Master Huang asked him to treat Uncle Jiu's foreign gunshot wound, even if Master Huang wants to teach his apprentice, this can't be like this, if it doesn't work, Uncle Jiu will die."
"So you don't know, do you know what this Ye Xuan did before he came to Bao Zhilin?"
"I don't know, do you know?"
"yes, do you know?"
"Hehe, I just know a little bit, this Ye Xuan came back from studying medicine in the United States before, and he only came to this Bao Zhilin to learn bonelessness and martial arts from Master Huang."
"Since he studied medicine from a foreigner, why do you have to ask Master Huang to learn boneless, in my opinion, Master Huang is still powerful!"
"Of course Master Huang is powerful, but he has a specialization in this technique, and you can see that Ye Xuan's techniques are all proficient."
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"Ah Xuan, how is it?" Huang Feihong stood beside him, watching intently as Ye Xuan first disinfected all the medical utensils, and then took out a piece of yellow stuff and applied a large piece of it to the injured place of Uncle Nine, it was said that it was still for disinfection, and then he actually took out a sharp scalpel to cut open the injured part of Uncle Nine.
"It's okay, master, fortunately, this shot didn't hit the vital part, and it was just an iron bullet from the Mauser gun, the injury was not very serious, wait for me to take out the bullet, and then help him sew up the wound, disinfect and prevent tetanus, and then apply your gold sore medicine, rest for more than ten days, it should be no big problem." Ye Xuan stared at Uncle Jiu's wound and said.
"That's good!" Huang Feihong breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah Kai, you go and bring in a basin of hot water, Ah Su, you go and help bring the medicine." Huang Feihong turned his head and commanded Ling Yunkai and Ya Cha Su beside him.
"Yes, master!"
"Yes, master!" Ling Yunkai and Ya Cha Su heard Huang Feihong's order and hurriedly made preparations.
"Master! Master! ……”
Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside, Huang Feihong raised his eyebrows, his face changed, and suddenly said to the two apprentices beside him: "It's Shirong, you two go and help him open the middle door!" ”
Hearing Huang Feihong's words, a smile lifted at the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth under the mask, no way, when he remembered that in the past four months, his senior brother had broken the three gates of Baozhilin, Ye Xuan always wanted to laugh.
After laughing, Ye Xuan began to concentrate, picked up the tweezers, picked open the wound that cut Uncle Jiu, put the tweezers in, and pinched out the bullet that was caught in the flesh.
"Pig, pig, pig......" Ya Mo Su almost fell down with the medicine, and Pork Rong kicked him.
"Rou Rong, I'm not fat, and you're called fat." Pork Rong glared at Ya Mo Su angrily, and said as he walked: "It's been so long since I've been back, and I can't speak Chinese." ”
"You, you...... Pig, pig, pig ......" Walking in front with the medicine of the tooth rubbing Su heard pork Rong's words and was furious, he turned around and wanted to scold, but unfortunately he kept knotting.
"Tooth ...... Rub Su! Pork Rong stretched out his hand to reveal a picture of violent teeth, and deliberately learned to rub his teeth against Su's tongue.
Huang Feihong turned his head to look at the two living treasure apprentices, then glanced back at Ye Xuan, who was seriously undergoing surgery, shook his head, sighed and said, "Asu, quickly bring the medicine." ”
"I can't speak Chinese, what kind of medicine do I take?" Pork Rong snatched the medicine that his teeth were holding and squeezed him out of the way.
"Fellow disciples, what are you arguing about?" Huang Feihong said helplessly.
"Master, I'm teaching him to be Chinese!" Pork Rong stepped forward, looking at Ye Xuan, who was clipping out the bullet, and said to Huang Feihong.
"Wow, junior brother, I didn't expect you to have this hand! Remember to teach you and me in the future! Seeing Ye Xuan, Pork Rong said with a smile, and then squeezed his head to the box where the bullets were placed, and said, "This is the iron bullet of the foreign gun?" ”
Ye Xuan smiled slightly, there was no interface, first helped Uncle Nine clean the wound again, and then picked up the medical needle and thread placed next to him and stitched up Uncle Nine's wound.
"Okay, master, now as long as you help Uncle Nine apply the gold sore medicine, change it every two days, and remove the thread in seven days, it'll be fine." Ye Xuan took off his gloves and pulled down his mask.
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Ah Xuan!" Huang Feihong patted Ye Xuan's shoulder with relief, then turned his head to Pork Rong who was standing on the side and said, "Shirong, bring the gold sore medicine." ”
"Gold sore medicine, gold sore medicine, it's three words, but why are these all three words?" Hearing Huang Feihong's order, Pork Rong hurriedly flipped through the medicine bottle he was holding in his hand and looked distressed.
After looking for a while and not finding it, when I saw Huang Feihong looking at it, I had to say with a smile: "Master, I haven't studied." ”
"Then you still laugh at people who don't speak Chinese?" Huang Feihong glared at Pork Rong angrily, and then said to his teeth: "Asu, you come to find it!" ”
"Senior brother, don't bother, I'll come!" Ye Xuan smiled at the tooth rubbing, and at a glance saw the medicine bottle with "Golden Sore Medicine" written on it, took it, sprinkled the medicine on Uncle Jiu's wound, and then took out a pure elastic bandage to bandage the wound.
"Okay, Uncle Nine, you last lie down and don't move these days, and you'll be fine after a few days of rest." Ye Xuan smiled and said to Uncle Nine who was lying on the bed.
"Thank you, Mr. Ye!" Uncle Nine looked at Ye Xuandao with a grateful face.
"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Ye Xuan waved his hand and smiled.
"Ding! Congratulations on completing the treatment of Uncle Jiu, who was injured by a foreign gun, and rewarding 1500 cultivation points for successful missions. ”
Just when Uncle Nine thanked him, the system in his mind finally came with the message that the mission was successful.
"Ah Xuan, it's hard work, take a rest first!" Huang Feihong looked at Ye Xuan, whose forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and said with concern.
"It's okay, master, I'll clean up these things first, and if there are still patients at that time, they can also be used." Ye Xuan said with a smile, and then began to pack up some medical supplies next to him, and put them in the medical first aid kit one by one.
For this simple medical first aid kit that he bought from the system store with a full 500 cultivation points, Ye Xuan would not put it casually, although there were not many things in it, but in this era, it was precious, and there was no place to buy it if he had money.
"You two help Uncle Nine to rest inside." Watching Ye Xuan put things away, Huang Feihong instructed the two apprentices next to him.
"Master, who did Uncle Nine have a grudge with, and someone actually shot him with a foreign gun." Seeing the ninth uncle who was helped in to rest, Pork Rong asked with a gossipy face.
"Alas!" Huang Feihong sighed, shook his head and said: "Now there are so many foreign ships in the port, and the national flags are varied, and Uncle Jiu can't tell the difference, so the wrong foreign ship was shot and injured by foreigners indiscriminately, and now the capital is engaged in foreign affairs, no matter what disputes, it is still us Chinese who suffer." ”
"Are we going to live? We don't rely on those Manchurian dogs, those Manchurian tyrants forcibly occupy our Central Plains, and now they are colluding with red-haired ghosts to betray the great rivers and mountains. When Pork Rong heard Huang Feihong's words, he was furious, walked out of the treatment room, put the medicine holder in his hand on the table, pulled out a trident from the side, and shouted to the people of the militia standing outside: "Brother of the militia, let's go and dismantle the foreigner's boat." ”
Burst! Ya Cha Su suddenly poured a bucket of cold water from Pork Rong's head, and immediately made Pork Rong a soup pig, "Cold, cold, calm, quiet, point!" ”
"You know what?" Pork Rong said angrily.
"Pigs, pigs......"
"It's not big or small, call me senior brother!"
"Seyoung!" Huang Feihong, who was standing in front of the door, said suddenly.
"Master!" Pork Rong turned around and said respectfully.
"It's such a big person, and you are still so impulsive, you are not allowed to interfere in this matter!" Huang Feihong said lightly with a stern face.
"Now it's about human life, I want to find Yamen and clarify this matter with foreigners, otherwise in the future, how will we Chinese live in this Foshan?" Huang Feihong walked back to the hall and sat down, picked up his pipe, lit it, and took a deep breath.
"Master, can you rely on the people of the yamen?" Ye Xuan, who had packed his things, stood at the door, looked at Huang Feihong and said suddenly.
"What if you can't do it, we are the people, they are officials!" Huang Feihong's voice was low, and his tone was full of depression and helplessness.
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