Ye Chunqiu was calm and said, "In this case, you have to hurry up and give first aid, come, uncle, I'll deal with it, you go inside to get medicine." ”

Ye Chunqiu didn't plan to carry people in at all, anyway, everywhere was for treatment, it was too narrow inside, and the light was a little dark, but it was brighter at the door, and there was room for people to turn around.

The dying Zhao Xi had been put down, lying flat on the shelf, Ye Chunqiu carefully uncovered his affected wound, the bandaged place was already full of blood, and between his thighs, an inch-long scarlet mouth did not scab, but intermittently oozing blood.

"The wound is too big, although the medicine was used before, but it is obviously not enough to stop the bleeding, and after a long time, the wound is inflamed." Ye Chunqiu said to himself: "Right now, we must reduce inflammation and stop bleeding as soon as possible, oh, the most important thing is to reduce thickening." ”

Zhao Xi suddenly coughed violently at this time, but his breath was too weak, quite like a return to the light, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Yike...... Vomited blood. Zhao Gao was even more ecstatic in his heart, generally such an injury coughed up blood, which means that he hurt his lungs, this is really a death.

Seeing this, other good people can almost be sure that Zhao Xi will die, and as for Sun Qi's uncle and nephew, I am afraid that they will also die.

Qian Qian frowned and didn't say a word.

Ye Chunqiu was still not slow, and said to himself: "It turns out that there are internal injuries, no wonder, it hurts the heart, and it should be difficult to save the immortals." ”

At this time, Sun Qi had already taken the medicine, this medicine was prepared by Ye Chunqiu last night, but he had no confidence in what this nephew had to do, and now he was probably helpless anyway, so he simply died as a live horse doctor, and he went and returned, seeing the blood stains spit out from the corner of Zhao Xi's mouth, his face suddenly changed, and the external injury was still treated, this internal injury is so serious, it clearly hurts the lungs, where can he be saved?

He couldn't help but tremble a little, but he heard Ye Chunqiu's voice and said, "Uncle, quickly, take the medicine I prepared and give him to swallow." ”

Sun Qi's brain was buzzing, and he just mechanically took the medicine that had been decocted last night and gave it to Zhao Xi to swallow, and when the medicine was taken, of course Zhao Xi did not react.

However, everyone couldn't help but feel funny when they saw Ye Chunqiu's appearance, everyone was almost dead, and they were still busy working nonsense.

Waiting for Zhao Xi to swallow the medicine, Ye Chunqiu frowned at the wound, he took the wine, then found a ball of cloth, and began to wipe the blood stains on the wound, of course, the alcohol in it also has some anti-virus ingredients, and when it was almost cleaned, he took the medicine again and carefully poured the medicine powder into the wound, and after completing all this, he suddenly shouted: "Bring the needle and thread." ”

Sewing......

It was all prepared last night.

Sun Qi saw that Ye Chunqiu was calm and calm, but he had a glimmer of hope, no matter what, his nephew is also the head of the case, looking at his appearance, it seems that there is really a way It may not be.

took the needle and wanted to send it to Ye Chunqiu, but Ye Chunqiu frowned, wiped his sleeve with his hand, and then asked, "Does my uncle know how to sew needles?" ”

"Ah...... Stitches? Sun Qi didn't understand why Ye Chunqiu asked: "Yes, some." ”

Ye Chunqiu laughed, looking very relaxed: "That's good, uncle first burns the needle with fire, and then stitches the needle at this wound, well, it should be sewn tighter." ”

The nephew was very confident, and seemed to be infected by his self-confidence, Sun Qi hurriedly went to burn the needle with fire, and then Ye Chunqiu was not enough, so he asked him to soak the needle in wine, and Sun Qi carefully began to sew the needle.

And Ye Chunqiu, who was standing on the side, seemed to be relieved, and the command made Qian Qian look like a second monk who was puzzled, this person is going to die, you still embroider? He couldn't help but say, "Stitches? Ye Xiucai, what does this mean? Why...... You don't sew, let your uncle sew? ”

"Ah......" Ye Chunqiu didn't expect Qian Qian to 'ask shamelessly', he paused for a moment: "Oh, that's the case, I don't dare to sew, I can't do it, so let my uncle come." ”

Sun Qi was cautiously sewing the affected wound, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but tremble, his face turned green, and he also said that this stitch is a unique secret technique of the Spring and Autumn Period, after all, his nephew is so confident, he may really be able to come back to life, but even his nephew has not sewn.

His eyes were moist, and his hand holding the needle was shaking, and he was dead.

Ye Chunqiu began to look for other wounds on Zhao Xi's body, checked them, and suddenly forgot them, stroked his forehead and muttered in a low voice: "I actually forgot, I don't know if he has a fever?" So I was busy touching his forehead, and it was burning, and it seemed that the wound was very infected, and the internal wound caused inflammation.

Commander Qian Qian was stunned for a while, and he couldn't get back for a long time, and he felt more and more that this Ye Chunqiu was ...... Not very reliable.

Sun Qi finished sewing up the wound, but Qian Qian noticed that Zhao Xi had lost much breath, he poked under Zhao Xi's nose and couldn't help frowning: "Ye Xiucai, it seems that he is out of breath." ”

"Didn't you?" Ye Chunqiu frowned, he wouldn't really die, after all, he was curing for the first time, and his heart was a little hairy.

When Qian Qian heard Ye Chunqiu's question, he was immediately annoyed, and was about to say a few cruel words, but the movement here was clearly seen by Zhao Gao in the distance...... After tossing for so long, the person finally died in Tongjitang, he was eager to try, and he couldn't wait to take a few steps forward, and saluted Qian Qian: "The villain is also a doctor, and he knows a little about some pathologies, if the adult is not suspicious, he might as well let the villain see if the patient is still saved." ”

The onlookers were waiting one by one, and they were all talking in private, because it looked a little bad.

Qian Qian nodded.

Zhao Gao was overjoyed, rolled his sleeves and stepped forward, probed his pulse, then closed his eyes and shook his head, and sighed: "Oh, it's gone, let's take care of the aftermath, the pulse is weak, at most half an hour, I will definitely die, hey...... Maybe without the treatment of this Tongjitang, he can live a few more days, this Tongjitang ......" He continued to shake his head as he looked unwilling to say anything about his mistakes.

Kill people!

The spectators were in an uproar.

In fact, it's nothing to treat people to death, anyway, the people who brought in are almost dying, but everyone's excitement lies in the fact that this person is going to die in Tongjitang, and the dead person is still Hainingwei's person, Tongjitang is finished.