After looking at it for a while, Xu Qingyan found that the level of stitching of this Wang Qing was about the same as that of her female celebrity, which belonged to the kind that could only be used, but could not be looked at closely.

Three or four inches long big hole, he suddenly sewed it in a few clicks, and the whole process was not muddy and watery.

The hissing sound of the silk needle thread passing through the flesh and skin, Xu Qingyan on the side was a little sour, and the soldier who stitched the needle did not take anesthetic, and the teeth that were hurting at the moment were grinning.

Xu Qingyan pinched the bottle in her palm, and said in her heart: If she takes out the painkiller at this time, it should attract a wave of hatred.

After a pause, she put her hand back in her fanny pack.

At that end, Wang Qing had already sewn up the wound, and at this moment, while applying medicine, he told the injured soldier: "Remember not to get wet these days, and come back tomorrow to change the medicine."

Before the words of the exhortation were finished, Liu Lao's shout suddenly came from the tent on the right: "Wang Qing, Wang Qing, come and help." “

"Master, I'm not done yet." Wang Qing's medicated hand was stunned.

"Come here, stick to this side first, people's lives are at stake." Liu Lao shouted.

"Hey, here we go." As soon as he heard that his life was at stake, Wang Qing quickly put down the medicine bottle, got up and ran to the tent.

Xu Qingyan hesitated for a moment and followed.

In the tent of 30 square meters, dozens of wounded soldiers were lying or sitting, some with thick white cloth wrapped around their heads, some with wooden planks tied to their legs, and the expressions on everyone's faces were numb and sad.

On one of the simple long wooden tables, there was a soldier covered in blood and pale face, at this moment Liu Laozheng looked nervously pressed on the soldier's chest, blood gushed out between his five fingers, and a black arrow was thrown next to the foot of the table on the ground.

Seeing Wang Qing coming in, Liu Lao hurriedly said: "Quick, come over and help hold down your chest, I want to apply an injection." “

"Hey." Wang Qing immediately rushed over and replaced Liu Lao's hands to hold down the bleeding wound.

Liu Lao quickly took the needle bag on the side and opened it, and took out six silver needles of different lengths from it, and then saw him quickly and cautiously pierce the needles all over the soldier's chest.

Xu Qingyan saw the acupuncture and moxibustion to stop bleeding for the first time, and she was a little curious, and she couldn't help but open her consciousness to see what the mechanism was.

It's just that after her divine sense was swept, she found that the silver needle had little effect on stopping the bleeding, because the arterial blood vessel was broken.

Looking at the arrow on the ground, she guessed that the injured person should have been hit by an arrow in the chest, and then Liu Lao accidentally injured the major artery when he dialed it out for him, so he didn't stop bleeding.

At this time, Wang Qing also discovered this problem, frowned, and said, "Master, the bleeding has not stopped." “

Liu Lao sighed: "I know, do your best, let it be the fate of heaven." The position of his arrow was too dangerous, and the centrifugal pulse was only half an inch away, if it weren't for this skill, he was afraid that he would die on the battlefield, and now" he shook his head.

Hearing this, Xu Qingyan took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine from her pocket, took two steps forward and said: "The hemostatic effect of the silver needle is too slow, I have the best hemostatic medicine here, I can give it a try." “

Suddenly hearing the female voice, Liu Lao couldn't help but froze.

Although Xu Qingyan stood at the door for a long time, he was busy saving people before, and he didn't care about it at all, but now he looked at Xu Qingyan who was holding a medicine bottle, and said in surprise: "You are?" “

In the end, it was the person who had passed the matter, and he was not as startled as ordinary creeps.

Xu Qingyan smiled: "The new military doctor." With that, the man walked to the wooden table: "I'll try it." She said.

Wang Qing didn't dare to let go at will, and turned around to look at Liu Lao.

Liu Lao glanced at Xu Qingyan twice, nodded slowly, and Wang Qing saw this, so he removed his hand from the soldier's chest.

The moment Wang Qing's hand was removed, Xu Qingyan's hand immediately covered it, and a trace of spiritual energy gushed out from the palm of her hand, instantly sealing the soldier's heart and artery, and then she split the hemostatic charm in her hand into two, half of it was fed into the soldier's mouth, and half fell on the wound.

Liu Lao watched her movements quietly, his brows furrowed.

With such a serious injury, just touch it like this, feed two mouthfuls of medicine and it's over!

In Liu Lao's opinion, Xu Qingyan's way of transmitting spiritual energy was to gently touch the wound.

He shook his head and frowned, and said in his heart that this is not coming to the battlefield to see the freshness.

There was a doubt in his heart, and he said: "You said that you are a military doctor, do you have a proof?" “

As soon as Xu Qingyan finished a series of actions, she heard someone behind her asking, and when she turned her head, she saw that Liu Lao's face was not good, and she suddenly understood, and hurriedly took out the certificate just now from her sleeve.

Seeing that it was indeed stamped with the seal of the Ministry of War, Liu Lao was puzzled, and was just about to ask her who she was studying with, but Wang Qing on the side was surprised: "Stop, stop, master, the blood has stopped!" “

Hearing this, Liu Lao immediately put the question just now, walked to the bedside a few steps to inspect the wound, and after a while, he picked up the soldier's wrist and called the pulse.

After a while, I saw his eyes light up and exclaimed, "Come back to life!" As he spoke, he turned to Xu Qingyan and said, "The girl is really rejuvenated, she has been offended a lot, I don't know who the teacher is?" “

asked like this, but there were many speculations in my heart.

Xu Qingyan smiled lightly: "There is no teacher, it is ancestral in the family." ”

Ancestral? Could it be the Xinglin family?

After going through the world-famous Xinglin family, but I didn't feel like it, I thought for a while, but I couldn't find the right number to sit in, so Liu Lao also threw it away.

It doesn't matter who he learns, anyway, he just has the strength and medical skills.

Liu Lao figured it out, so he smiled at Xu Qingyan and said: "The girl came just in time, she just fought with Nanqing in the morning, there are many wounded soldiers, the girl is here, we can also relax." “

"That's right." Xu Qingyan is not modest.

"I don't know which account the girl is in? Have you seen General Qian? "Ah, split the account, I'm here to be a military doctor, and I'm not a soldier, do I still have to share the account?" Xu Qingyan looked dazed.

Liu Lao said with a smile: "Yes, the Nanqing army has a total of three and a half million, divided into twelve accounts, each account is equipped with two medical officers, and I am from three accounts, it just so happens that there is a shortage of medical officers on my side, maybe the girl will be assigned here." As he spoke, his face looked expectant.

Xu Qingyan nodded, then thought about it and said, "What is General Qian doing?" ”

"General Qian is in charge of logistics, and the subordinates of our military medical department are also under his control, and all medical officers who have just arrived must report to him first, and then he will assign subordinate accounts." "Oh, that's right." Xu Qingyan nodded and walked towards the door.

Liu Lao looked at her, afraid that she was not familiar with General Qian's camp account, so he kindly added: "Count the fifth to the east, and the blue cloth strip floating on the top of the canopy is General Qian's residence." ”

Xu Qingyan nodded in thanks, raised her feet and walked to the door.

Just halfway through, I saw that the soldier sitting at the door was still in place, the wound on his back was so bare, and a gray and yellow cloth belt was hanging on his shoulder, and he couldn't help but pause.

Seeing a girl staring straight at her back, the wounded soldier couldn't help but look abrupt, and turned around uncomfortably, as if trying to hide the wound behind his back.

At this time, I heard the girl say, "Don't move! ”

Then I saw her squatting down.