Zhao Ziqing raised his head and looked out when he heard this, but he saw that the two sides were still inseparable, but because his vision was blocked, he couldn't see any reinforcements at all, and he couldn't see any changes in the situation for a while. But soon, the sound of horses' hooves from a distance outside finally convinced Zhao Ziqing that they did have reinforcements arriving.

And the dust raised by the war horse has also risen into the air at this time, at a glance, the yellow is clear, and the shouting of killing also shook the sky, obviously there are a lot of people coming.

At this time, the people on the outside side also reacted that reinforcements from the other side had arrived, and they had seen victory in sight and their morale was greatly boosted, but they suddenly lost their fighting spirit, turned their heads one after another, and scattered in all directions. And the people who were originally trapped in the courtyard were murderous at this time, and the tall man shouted: "Kill out!" "Everyone jumped over the wall like tigers and chased after them.

There was no tragic tearing in the courtyard, and the atmosphere was suddenly relieved, but Zhao Ziqing had no intention of escaping at this time, as a doctor, she has always respected life, and there are still so many wounded people at the moment, although these people or the world have nothing to do with her, but she still can't bear to throw them down like this, so she continues to treat them.

After about half an hour, the sound of tearing and killing outside finally subsided, and only a sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate, their footsteps were very heavy, and they always carried the sound of armor metal colliding when they walked.

Soon, the footsteps were in the hall.

At this time, Zhao Ziqing was concentrating on connecting the calf bones of a wounded man, and he couldn't be distracted at all, so he naturally didn't look up, but vaguely knew that there seemed to be a lot of people coming, but he didn't know how many people there were.

The footsteps stopped not far away, and then a neutral voice shouted, "Zhan'er." ”

"How's he hurt?"

"The injury is not light, but it seems to be nothing serious to hear her."

Zhao Ziqing was drilling holes for the wounded's broken bones at this time, and he didn't hear what they were saying at all, but at this time, the man's voice suddenly raised a lot, "Hey, what's wrong with Zhan'er's injury?" ”

The man who asked the question couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw that Zhao Ziqing still didn't react at all, but he seemed to suddenly find that this person was full of weirdness, his face was covered with a white cloth, and he was wearing a sleeve made of unknown things on his hands, so his fingers were extremely slender.

Even more strange was the thing she was holding in her hand, and she didn't know what it was, and it was clung to a piece of white bone, making a whining sound.

The man's eyes showed some curiosity, so he walked over, and a group of people around him followed.

"What is this?"

"I don't know."

"I haven't seen it."

……

All kinds of whispers continued to sound around Zhao Ziqing, originally such an operation was not allowed to be watched, so the environment was not good, the air had a lot of bacteria, and suddenly there were many people around this committee, which would undoubtedly increase the density of bacteria in the air and increase the risk of wound infection.

It's just that Zhao Ziqing obviously didn't care about these at this time, and she still had a certain confidence in the volatile disinfectant, so she didn't pay attention to the people around her, and still concentrated on giving the wounded man a leg bone.

But what she didn't know was that the man who asked just now was full of shock in his eyes at this time, he watched Zhao Ziqing drill several small holes at both ends of the amputated bone, and then took out two splints and clamped the upper and lower sides of the broken bone, and then stuffed it into the drilled hole with something like an iron nail, and picked up an unknown thing, and pressed it up and down the "iron nail", and the splint was tightly connected together.

After the two splints were fixed, she loosened a few bright silver stents, and then picked up the needle and thread and sewed the wound back like a garment.

When he saw this scene, Rao was a battle-hardened veteran, and he couldn't help but show a little excitement on his face.

However, Zhao Ziqing's hand approval was not finished, I saw that after she finished the needle, she put down the needle and thread, and then picked up a knife that was extremely sharp at a glance, and cut a long cut on the other two sides of the broken bone.

There was a whisper around again, "What is she doing here?" ”

"Why do you cut it with a knife?"

"I don't know."

The man also looked confused, but after all, he couldn't help but make a sound and continued to watch quietly.

I saw that Zhao Ziqing picked up the bright silver bracket again, and stretched the incisions on both sides, so that the broken bones were completely exposed. After that, I used a few pairs of pliers to clamp the skin cut on both sides, so that it would not bleed much. Although it seemed that it must have been painful, in fact, the wounded man had been in a coma, as if he had fallen asleep, and all the onlookers were amazed.

At this time, Zhao Ziqing picked up the drill bit again, drilled two small holes on both sides of the broken bone, and after finishing, he picked up two plates and installed them on both sides of the broken bone, so that there was a splint on all four sides of the broken bone.

Seeing this, the man finally understood the magic of this splint, but he also felt a little unbelievable in his heart - this splint could still be used like this? In his impression, those soldiers had broken their hands and legs in the past, and those doctors gave them splints just to find a few straight pieces of wood and put them outside, so as to fix their hands and feet.

But he was sure that the broken bone in this way was far better than the method of putting the splint on the outside, and when the injury was healed, the leg would definitely not have any effect, just as it was before the injury.

The man nodded, his eyes showing a strange color.

Zhao Ziqing finished dealing with the broken leg, raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead, and then she seemed to realize that there were so many people around her, she couldn't help frowning slightly, glanced up, pulled down the mask casually, and said coldly: "What are you doing here?" ”

As she spoke, she stood up, but because she had been squatting for too long, her knees on both sides were sore and unbearable, and she couldn't help but gasp.

A man who looked to be about forty years old arched his hand to Zhao Zizhao, and said with a smile: "The girl's magic is really eye-opening, I am shocked by the girl's magic skills, I want to see what it is, there is a place to fight, and I hope that the girl Haihan." ”

Zhao Ziqing saw that he was always polite when he spoke, and his heart increased a little goodwill, and said indifferently: "What's so good about this, let's go, don't gather around here, there are too many people, it is easy to infect the wounds of the wounded, and it is easy to die." ”

"I see." The man's face was solemn, and then he turned to the people around him: "Don't gather around here, hurry up and carry these injured soldiers back." ”

"Yes!" Everyone responded, and then they turned and left.

Soon there were only a few people left around the man, including the tall man from before, and the two soldiers who guarded the young man.

The man in his forties arched his hand to Zhao Ziqing again, with a decent smile on his face, "I don't know what the girl is called?" ”

Zhao Ziqing thought about it, and still replied truthfully: "My surname is Zhao, and my name is Ziqing." ”

"Miss Ziqing." The man called him very affectionately, and then introduced himself: "This surname is Wei, and the single name is a clear character." With that, he raised his hand and led the tall man and introduced, "This is the hussar school in this camp, Fu Kun." ”

Fu Kun immediately bowed to Zhao Liqing, and said solemnly: "I offended a lot just now, and I hope the girl will forgive me." ”

Seeing him like this, Zhao Ziqing had no choice but to nod as a return gift, "It's okay." ”

Wei Qing immediately introduced two other people, one is called Zu Yue and the other is called Su Jun, both of whom are over forty years old, with cold faces and different eyes, and at a glance they know that they are both battle-hardened veterans.

Wei Qing then introduced the two young soldiers to Zhao Ziqing, one is called Cao Han and the other is called Zhang Yi, but the positions of these two people are obviously very smaller than the first three, both of them are just centurions, but what makes Zhao Ziqing feel a little strange is that Wei Qing's position is obviously not low, at least they are generals, and they will introduce her to two centurions who are not in the stream.

Just feeling a little puzzled, Wei Qing turned around and led his hand to the young man who was lying on the ground and was still in a coma, "This is Wei Gaozhan, the dog of this seat, and I hope the girl will bother more." ”

Zhao Ziqing nodded suddenly, and then remembered that the young man was too bad to him, and couldn't help frowning. After thinking about it, he said, "By the way, you should have brought a doctor with you." ”

Wei Qing didn't understand what Zhao Ziqing was thinking for a while, and nodded: "I brought it." ”

Zhao Ziqing said: "That's good, since you have your own doctor, then I'll leave first, and let your own doctor deal with these wounded." ”