"The foot is broken."

"I know."

"What to do?" Commander Lin rubbed his hands, this Chen Shiyu couldn't be very powerful, and he had done it to heal the dead and live the bones.

Chen Ping rolled his eyes, clasped his hands, grabbed the man's legs, and then clicked!

Yes!

A shrill scream was heard, but the craftsman fell unconscious again.

Commander Lin choked on his saliva, this Chen Shiyu looked at the thin skin and tender meat, but he didn't expect to be so ruthless.

The next step is the reinforcement plate, but unfortunately there is no medicine to stop bleeding and reduce swelling at this time.

It would be nice if you could ice it now.

But everyone fainted in pain, and they didn't need ice anymore, and they couldn't feel it anyway.

"Where does he live?" Chen Ping frowned, at this time they were in the carriage of the crown princess, and he and Commander Lin were inside, but this was never a good place to treat the sick and save people.

This person has many wounds, large and small, that need to be disinfected and bandaged, and there are no medical supplies or medicinal materials.

Commander Lin went down to ask, anyway, the other craftsmen came together, so it was impossible not to know.

It turned out that this person was a famous craftsman in Xicheng District, whose ancestors had worked for generations, and his surname was Yang.

In modern times, it is the profession of architect, and it is also a family tradition.

"Chen Shiyu, what should I do now, this person is still bleeding, why don't we bandage him now."

"How to bandage it if it is not disinfected, and send it back to his house."

"Okay."

……

Under the guidance of another craftsman, Commander Lin drove the carriage, and the three of them came to the home where the craftsman surnamed Yang lived in Xicheng.

This is a small courtyard that is a little old and dilapidated, the loess is falling off, and the grass hut is built, which looks very dilapidated.

Although the capital is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, it does not mean that all the people are rich and noble, many poor people are still there, among the 10,000 people, seeing 100 people are rich, does not mean that the people are rich.

The full name of the capital is Qianjing City, but most of the people and officials in the most powerful positions live around the imperial city, which is the closest to the imperial city, and the closer to it, the greater the official position and power. In modern times, it is the Forbidden City that Chen Ping knows, and the closer it is to the Forbidden City, the more unusual it is, such as where the prince lives.

As for many corners of other places, the people are ordinary people.

Chen Ping asked Commander Lin to send this person back, thinking that this ancient medical technology was very different from him, if it was sent to the so-called Langzhong, some practices would refute him, and he didn't believe that the current level of medical care could give this craftsman much help.

Whether it is bandaging methods, treatment methods, or even medicines, they will inevitably not be able to catch up with him. He is a doctor, and he has a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he will never give others to do the patients in his own hands.

The patients who come to his hands are obliged to do well. What's more, if something happens to this person, there will really be people in the court who will make a fuss about this, such as the big prince......

It is still the prince who suffers, and in the future, it is Chen Ping who suffers, because it is he and the princess who supervise the work.

The group went in and laid the craftsman on the bed.

"How's he doing?" The craftsman who came with him was a little nervous about the situation of the old man, they were all workers he knew, and the poor people naturally had deeper feelings.

Chen Ping glanced at the old man on the bed, his face was sickly flushed, his body was bloodstained, dirty, and his clothes were ragged, which was simply miserable. What's more, his breathing seemed to be a little unsteady.

This was almost as bad as a car accident in a previous life.

Chen Ping groaned and said, "Does he have asthma?" ”

The craftsman who came with him was stunned for a moment and said, "How do you know?" ”

How do I know, I'm a doctor how could I not know, inhalation pneumoconiosis, there must be something wrong with this trachea. And people of this age are either asthma or bronchitis, and they have not smoked in ancient times, so obviously this person is not a smoking problem.

Chen Ping sighed: "People with asthma are strictly forbidden to continue working on the construction site. ”

The craftsman smiled bitterly: "I don't know, but he can't help it, he hasn't worked for a long time, this time this errand is explained by the senior officials above, and it needs to be repaired by famous craftsmen, and if you don't go, you won't be killed." ”

Repair the imperial mausoleum must not be repaired by everyone, the person who is looking for must know the root and know some ability, and the powerful craftsman must be registered with the Ministry of Industry, which must be much more convenient to find someone.

This old man does have asthma, but the royal people want to do something, if you don't go, it is equivalent to disobeying the order.

Or is it a problem with this social system, who called this a feudal society, Chen Ping sighed secretly in his heart.

"You go buy these things for me." Chen Ping asked Commander Lin to bring a pen and paper, wrote a list, and gave him a few silver tickets.

The craftsman saw that what Chen Ping wrote was some herbs, and there were some daily spare, but they looked relatively unfamiliar.

"Okay, I'll ask, my lord, wait a minute." The man went out with the list, and he also saw that this adult was different from others, at least the first time something happened was to save people.

In the list given by Chen Ping, everything he can think of is written, as long as it is conducive to the treatment of blood stasis and pain, let him buy it, as for the bandaged medical supplies, alcohol cotton cloth or something, that is a modern term, he can only say on the list that it is for disinfection.

"Chen Shiyu, this person is fine, right?" Lin Commander said.

"It's okay, but there are still problems, didn't you see that his legs were broken, and he broke his muscles and bones for a hundred days." Chen Ping rolled his eyes, in fact, this person is quite normal at this time, but unfortunately there are no modern instruments now, otherwise he can see if there are internal injuries, or a ruptured spleen or something.

Fortunately, he didn't see any other problems with his chest through his caress and observations, but the person was breathing abnormally and had asthma, but it was not caused by the collapse. Now the most important thing for this old man is a broken foot, and the calf bone can be said to be semi-disabled, but fortunately, he handled it properly and added a solid plate in time, and now as long as this person can survive, take some medicine internally, and recuperate, it may be no problem after a while.

About half a pillar of incense time later, the craftsman came back again, and he bought seven or eight points of the medicinal materials he needed, and he couldn't buy the rest, and Chen Ping didn't have the luxury to buy them all.

The measures of disinfection and medicine to treat and bandage a series of skin injuries are much simpler, this old man is indirect respiratory arrest, cardiopulmonary resuscitation is very successful, naturally there will be no major problems. As for the broken leg, it depends on the recovery of his own body bones, but the old man's body bones are not strong in the first place, and it depends on the individual how long he can get better. The human body has its own hematopoietic and restoration functions, but unfortunately the old man is naturally not as good as the young, and he may have to be a semi-disabled person for the next half a year.

"Daddy!"

At this moment, a fair girl rushed in from outside the door, and as soon as the girl came in, tears rolled down like a broken kite.

"Little Ring?" Commander Lin was stunned.

Chen Ping was also stunned.

The girl who rushed in from outside the door, with a pretty face and a bud waiting to be released, was the personal maid of the prince's mansion, Yang Xiaohuan.

Father?

It can't be so coincidental, by the way, isn't this Xiaohuan surnamed Yang, and this craftsman is also surnamed Yang, so it seems to be a real coincidence......