Huang Chongzhen visually measured that the degree of damage to the arteries of this wounded man should be similar to that of the little soldier.

In the 22nd century, when medical technology and transportation are extremely developed, no matter where you are in the world, Chongzhen is sure to let it survive until the arrival of the emergency helicopter.

However, with the first aid methods at the end of the Ming Dynasty, especially the medical conditions here, I am afraid that there is no way to recover from it.

He could only watch as the warrior, called "Big Dog", quickly became weak, rapidly pale, gradually closed his eyes, and gradually became cold under the hissing calls of his companions.

And finally, let go of the hand that was holding the man in sackcloth......

Such a heroic martyrdom who died due to backward medical knowledge is pitiful, pathetic, and lamentable.

Even Huang Chongzhen, who was extremely well-cultivated, couldn't bear such sorrow, and immediately turned red in his eyes and rushed to the crown with anger.

He gave a hard push to the man in sackcloth, who stood up with a numb face, and leaned over to inspect the other wounded.

The lean man in sackcloth fell to the ground coldly, and immediately glared at Chongzhen angrily, shouting, "Who are you? What do you push me to do? ”

"You killed him!" Chongzhen yelled at him.

The man in sackcloth was suddenly furious, struggled to get up and said, "Nonsense! He's my brother! How could I harm him? Besides, he was already seriously injured, life and death were fatal, and the treatment of his injuries was like this, and I was also out of kindness......"

"Quacks kill people, most of them are also out of good intentions!" Shigejin unceremoniously interrupted him.

The men who dared to stay in the lonely city of Ningyuan were all flesh-and-blood warriors, although the men in Mai were a little unwilling and weak-hearted, they were also annoyed, and glared at Chongzhen and said: "You can do it, you will cure it!" ”

"I'll cure it, I'll cure it!" Chongzhen roared, turned his head and saw a pale young man lying on the wooden bed in the corner, with several broken arrows stuck in his body.

There were still many people standing beside him, but Chongzhen searched for the injured with the eyes of a doctor, but only noticed him, and even ignored the tall and burly Zu Dashou next to him, so he didn't know his identity at the first time.

Huang Chongzhen immediately strode forward.

Although Zu Dashou's pro-army knew him, the "Young Master Cousin" was extremely injured and noble, and immediately wanted to scold, but was stopped by the head of the family raising his hand, and waved his hand to signal everyone to quietly retreat a few steps.

Huang Chongzhen leaned over to examine the injury carefully, and then said, "Little brother, your injury is not light!" It can be seen how heroic you are on the battlefield, you are simply killing the enemy in the rain of arrows from Jiannu! ”

This young man is naturally the young master Wu Sangui and Wu Dabiao, who went out of the city yesterday night to pursue and staged the only feat of taking the initiative in the battle of Ningyuan.

He could still endure the severe pain, baring his teeth and giving a smile to laugh at himself: "After all, it's careless!" ”

"Good boy!" Huang Chongzhen held his hand in an old fashion, but forgot that in the flow of time, he himself was only a sixteen-year-old hairy boy.

The hairy boy said in an old-fashioned manner: "Did the military doctor tell you how to treat your arrow wound?"

Do you pull out the cluster of arrows like he did, and let the sharp barbs hook your wounds into a blur of flesh and bones, and let the blood that has accumulated after eating an unknown amount of food be lost in vain, or is there another cure? ”

"A cure?" Everyone was stunned by this new word that they had never heard before.

Wu Sangui looked at the sturdy warrior who was lying on the ground, about the same age as himself, who did not die under Jiannu's arrows, but died of excessive blood loss due to the recklessness of his own people.

"The big dog is my personal guard, and the arrow is for me, and he died because of me." Looking at his miserable situation, Wu Sangui, who had never been instigated by the fierce Jiannu Iron Horseman, trembled in his heart for no reason.

He muttered gloomily, then stared at Chongzhen again and said, "The military doctor has cut off most of the arrow for me, and is preparing to take the arrow through it." ”

At this time, Shigejin had carefully examined his arrow wound, nodded when he heard this, and shook his head again.

The Mai military doctor who was about to sharpen his knife on the side didn't understand what this unashamed hairy boy meant, so he said: "Although it is dangerous to take arrows through the piercing, his injuries are on the left and right shoulders, and they are not fatal.

As long as you take out the arrow cluster and rest for a while, you will recover. The ancient braves, there are many people who take arrows by themselves in this way. Therefore, little brother, please rest assured, I will definitely do my best, and I will definitely not hurt your life. ”

What Chongzhen hates the most is to take his ignorance as the reason, and use it to intimidate others into submission.

So as soon as he heard this, he glared at the military doctor fiercely, and said lightly: "Such a heroic young general, if you are abolished because of this, can you be responsible?" ”

Not to mention, although he is only a sixteen-year-old soldier, the battlefield experience of the two lives combined, he does not lose the advantage in age.

In addition, this kid has only cared about shooting iron for the past two days, and has no time to wash his face, so he looks dark, and his face looks quite hideous because of anger.

Suddenly, he stared at him, and his body exuded a strong smell of gunsmoke, and it was really a bit of a killing aura, which was quite bluffing.

The military doctor's heart trembled, and because of his words, he sneered: "Can you be responsible?" ”

"I can."

Chongzhen nodded solemnly, then ignored him anymore, but turned to Wu Sangui, and said with unprecedented seriousness: "It is not advisable to take arrows through the tunnel, and the slightest mistake will hurt your muscles and bones, so that you will not be able to go into battle to kill the enemy freely in the future."

However, I have an incredible-sounding treatment option, which is a scalpel – a small sharp knife – that is, a small sharp knife that makes a few more small incisions in your wounds to widen the wounds and remove the cluster of arrows.

You may wonder if this is not an injury on top of a wound? But if you think about it carefully, whether it is to take the arrow through or to draw the arrow to heal the wound, isn't it an injury on top of an injury?

And the secondary injury formed is probably more serious, and the slightest carelessness will be as fatal as a big dog. If I follow my treatment plan, I am 70% sure, no! Probably!

On the premise of not hurting your muscles and bones, you can take out the arrow cluster for you, and recover faster and better.

The only thing you can't do is that you can't make these scars smaller and better, do you have the guts to believe me once? ”

Huang Chongzhen explained very clearly, because the upcoming surgical operation is likely to be the first in history, it will definitely be questioned a lot.

Rather than being thwarted during the operation, it is better to make it clear beforehand.

But after listening to a passage in his words, whether it was Wu Sangui himself, the military doctor who was watching, or Zu Dashou and others who cared about the chaos, they were all stunned for a moment.

Eighty percent sure? Are you willing to talk about a fart? Hurry up.

"I do! Of course I do! And you must not make my scar smaller and more beautiful, but make it look as hideous as possible! ”

Wu Sangui nodded excitedly, and a touch of blush appeared on his pale face, as if a girl with a spring was agreeing to a marriage proposal.

"Make the scar more hideous? This is probably a hobby unique to ancient times. However, you don't know that even if the doctors of later generations are 100% sure, they must obtain the consent of the family or the patient before the operation, and sign the surgical agreement. ”

Huang Chongzhen changed his signature grin into a big smile to show his encouragement to Wu Sangui, then spread out his palms and turned to the chief sword doctor beside him with a cold face and said, "Bring it." ”

"What?" The military doctor was stunned.

"Scissors."

"Oh, give." The military doctor looked stupid, but he was sneering in his heart, "Eighty percent sure? Hehe, what are you blowing? Look at how you wait, this is General Zu's nephew, I'm worried that I can't stay out of it, hehehe. ”

"Preparing for surgery - boil water in the stove, the water must be boiled, it is better to boil it and then it is cool, than not to boil.

Prepare some clean gauze, or a plain white cloth if you don't have one. However, the medical knife must be the sharpest, the strongest wine, and the strongest needle and the toughest thread.

Yes, the needle and thread is the one that the woman sews. Oh, and lime water, clean basins. I'm going to mix up my hand sanitizer. ”

Huang Chongzhen didn't know the insidiousness of this military doctor, so he cut open the thin armor and clothes of Wu Sangui's left shoulder injury, which was also the most seriously injured, and casually commanded at the same time, but no one took action.

Although everyone recognized him as the majestic gunner, his superb artillery skills were superb, and he was invincible, and even the slave chiefs were injured by him, causing the menacing Eight Banners soldiers to have no will to fight and retreat in embarrassment.

However, firing a cannon and a knife seem to be two things that are not related......

Huang Chongzhen was very indifferent to this, and did not ask anyone for help, but turned to Zhou Ji, who looked worried, and nodded heavily.

One person and two brothers, Zhou Ji immediately understood, and after nodding heavily, he separated everyone and quickly ran to prepare.

Halfway through, he met Peng Hairpin Luo Li, Lao Liu, and other members of the artillery team who had just retreated from the city, and told them about the things he was really preparing to do.

Peng Qi and the others had already been completely impressed by his superb artillery skills, and when they heard that he still had Hua Tuo's ability to open a knife to treat injuries, they were both suspicious and surprised, and immediately joined in and took action.

The golden power has already crept in, and the temperature between heaven and earth is as Chongzhen expected, so cold that it can almost freeze people's fingers.

But even though it was extremely cold, Peng Hairpin and other young men still ran profusely and sweated profusely, and finally got what Chongzhen wanted.

In the middle of the wounded camp, Chongzhen pulled Wu Sangui's left hand and put three fingers on the veins on his wrist.

found that his pulse was relatively weak, but with tenacious perseverance and the young man's bloody body, he was trying his best to support it.

If such a state is really used to penetrate the arrow, then even if it is hard to survive, it will leave a great hidden danger, forming an old type of damage, and the longer it takes time, the more difficult it will be to recover.

The only way is to operate as soon as possible, remove the arrow cluster as soon as possible, and let it get the best cultivation so that it will not hurt the foundation of this young man's body.