Huang Chongzhen took off his robe and gently covered Wu Sangui's body, making him warmer.

Wu Sangui nodded at him gratefully, smiled really, and began the pre-operative exercises.

This ordinary and delicate action couldn't help but make Zu Dashou nod slightly, and his trust in him increased a little more.

Mai's military doctor slapped his forehead, secretly annoying that he hadn't thought of such a simple thing.

Zu Dashou's pro-army had the foresight to move a few small stoves to warm up the cold wounded camp a little.

Zhou Ji, this kid, actually brought the iron pot with boiling water with his bare hands, and he looked like a fool with his teeth bared.

Peng Hairpin Luo Li and others also found all the items that Chongzhen had ordered.

Chongzhen grinned at them, motioned for Zhou Ji to put the iron pot on the stove, took the medical knife from the military doctor's hand, touched it lightly with his thumb, and shook his head slightly: "Not sharp enough, is there anything else?" ”

"No, this is the sharpest medical knife we have." The medic shook his head.

Chongzhen looked at Zhou Ji and the other soldiers, and everywhere he saw was shaking his head.

"Daggers are fine, as long as they are sharp enough, they are huge in the army city, this should not be difficult to find, right?"

Huang Chongzhen looked around again, and when he saw Zu Dashou, he just nodded lightly at him, and he didn't have time to talk to him, and he didn't think much about it.

Although the dagger is small, it is extremely difficult to forge, and it is even more difficult to find one that sharpens iron like clay, and blows and breaks hair.

Therefore, the soldiers in the wounded camp looked at me, and I looked at you, and at last they all shook their heads gently.

"Okay, barely available." Shigezhen shrugged his shoulders and wanted to throw the medical knife in his hand into the iron pot - in fact, it was okay, but he had seen a knife that was too small and sharp, and it was too demanding.

Wu Sangui pulled out a dagger from his calf in pain, and handed it to Chongzhen with difficulty: "This is a family heirloom of my younger brother, please see if it can be used?" ”

Chongzhen took the dagger and looked at it, good guy - the cold light was shining, just holding it in his hand, he could feel the cold aura emanating from it, which was a little colder and sharper than the scalpel of later generations.

So he threw the dagger into the iron pot.

I scooped out the boiling water and put it in a basin, and according to a certain proportion, prepared a basin of lime water that can wash and disinfect hands without worrying about hurting the skin, and put my hands in it and wash it carefully with the eight-step handwashing method.

Then take the dagger out of the pot with your bare hands and quickly dry it on the stove.

The military doctors were dazzled by this series of busy but not chaotic professional actions.

Zu Dashou nodded and secretly praised, Wu Sangui's confidence increased greatly, and his face looked a little better.

On the basis of admiration and trust, Zhou Ji and others are even more confident.

The new wooden bed was also erected according to Huang Chongzhen's request, and Wu Sangui lay flat on it, silently watching Chongzhen finish the preoperative preparations, and simply closed his eyes - to be honest, he was still extremely nervous in his heart.

Chongzhen came to the edge of the bed with a dagger and his other hand, stuffed a boiled small wooden stick into Wu Sangui's mouth for him to bite, and said domineeringly with a grin: "Don't worry, Lao Tzu's firing and knife skills are all first-class, and he has never missed a hand, so he will be fine." ”

This domineering made Wu Sangui completely relax his mentality, especially the sentence "Lao Tzu's cannon and knife skills are all first-class", so that the smart man instantly knew Chongzhen's identity, so he secretly swore: "When Lao Tzu is good, he will fight bravely to kill the enemy, and call himself Lao Tzu in front of your kid!" ”

Huang Chongzhen looked at his violently shaking eyelashes, and knew that this kid was turning some stubborn thoughts, but naturally he would not puncture them.

He just laughed, and then pressed a hand on his neck at will, after all, he hadn't knifed anyone for a long time, so he smiled in his heart: "Let Lao Tzu bleed your kid!" ”

Wu Sangui immediately felt groggy in his head, and soon fell asleep.

This move made the military doctor snort coldly, and the audience exclaimed, Zu Dashou's face sank like water, and his pro-army was murderous in an instant.

The keen Huang Chongzhen felt all these eyes, but he didn't say anything to explain, but focused on starting to open the knife for the young man and take the arrow.

The leader of the pro-army came over to ask, Zu Dashou weighed it, and finally chose to give the young man in front of him who constantly surprised him, a chance to prove himself again.

I have to say that the arrow on Wu Sangui's left shoulder is indeed very vicious.

If it weren't for the fact that his muscles were strong enough, the sharp arrows pierced through his thin armor and clothes, piercing his skin and superficial muscles, and then they were tightly stuck in his collarbones and ribs, and I was afraid that he would have injured his muscles and bones.

And if Wu Sangui's lung lobes are so large that ordinary people, the so-called method of penetrating and taking arrows is very likely to hurt the lung lobes.

In view of this, without knowing Wu Sangui's identity, Huang Chongzhen was very fortunate to stop the reckless behavior of the military doctor in time, otherwise, Da Ming would most likely have one less soldier who dared to fight Jiannu head-on.

Huang Chongzhen's hands are very steady, his wrists are very powerful, and his cutting movements are bold and ruthless, but they are very detailed.

Never cut an inch more, no less than a single inch, flowing water, in one go, without the slightest drag and hesitation, so calm that it is both breathtaking and breathless.

I was afraid that the slight sound would affect his movements, which would affect the injury of the "Young Master Cousin".

Whether it is the cold-eyed military doctor and the wait-and-see soldiers, or the expectant Zu Dashou and Zhou Ji, from the moment Huang Chongzhen began to use the knife, they were all dazzled.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

The facial expressions of the "veterinarians" in Yang Guozhu's mouth are particularly wonderful, from disdain and questioning at the beginning, to cold eyes, to jaw-dropping, and finally all converged into admiration and awe.

Although blood continued to flow out, there was no gushing phenomenon, let alone soaring into the air like a big dog.

This shows that Chongzhen's hand is really stable, and the cutting place is very accurate, not only avoiding all the meridians, but even those points that are prone to bleeding are avoided as much as possible, which can be said to minimize the secondary damage.

The Mai military doctor who was supposed to be in charge of Wu Sangui was the most skilled in Ningyuan City, and he saw the taste of professionalism from Huang Chongzhen's familiar movements and devoted expressions.

This made him, who has always admired "specialization in the art industry", blushing slightly, and felt a trace of Haoran.

Time passed, and before everyone knew it, Huang Chongzhen really neatly took out the arrow cluster on Wu Sangui's left shoulder and threw it into the wooden basin filled with water on the side.

The muffled sound of "dong" seemed to hit the viewer's heart, and after seeing the pattern of the arrow clusters and the blood that instantly dispersed to a basin, the heart was even more frightened.

After a short period of astonishment, there was a cheer in the wounded camp, but Huang Chongzhen glared at him with the majesty of a doctor, and including Zu Dashou, they were all silent.

Then, Huang Chongzhen used a dagger to quickly remove the rotten flesh around the wound that was not conducive to the growth of new meat, so that the wound could heal as quickly as possible and in the best condition.

After doing this series of actions, Huang Chongzhen sighed lightly again: "Wine!" ”

Zhou Ji hurriedly pulled out the cork and handed him the wine gourd in his hand.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Huang Chongzhen raised his head, poured a big sip of wine into his mouth, and said, "Good wine!" But it's not strong enough! Far from enough! ”

"Isn't that strong enough?"

Zhou Ji Peng hairpin and the others couldn't cry or laugh, but they had a lot of effort to find it, and they couldn't help but worry secretly: "Moreover, do you want us to find spirits, just to get over alcohol?" Alcohol is forbidden in the army! ”

Fortunately, this kid only took a sip, and began to use this pot of so-called liquor to carefully clean Wu Sangui's wounds.

"Here comes the soldering iron!" Before he finished washing, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone eagerly taking out a red-hot soldering iron from the brazier on the side, and pressing it against the wound without saying a word.

"What do you want to do?" Huang Chongzhen hurriedly stopped him, and he hated this kind of kindness to help him, so he glared at him fiercely.

"I'm helping you. You won't let me go through the arrow, but there's nothing wrong with using a red-hot soldering iron to close the wound, right? Mai glared back as a matter of course.

"Go away, don't make a fuss."

Seeing that blood began to gush out of the cleaned wound again, Huang Chongzhen pushed it away, took out the needle and thread from the boiling water, and quickly sewed up the hideous and terrifying wound.

Then the medicine was applied, bandaged, and a small incision was left and a thin reed tube was inserted so that the pus and blood could be channeled out in time.

This action still made people feel extremely amazed, but the wound that had been stitched up, after the shallow infiltration of blood, became like a thousand-legged centipede, hideous and terrifying.

"This ...... Clever! That's smart! ”

The layman did not know why, and even felt very frightened, but the military doctors were thoughtful.

Especially the Mai military doctor with the oldest qualifications and the highest medical skills, even the soldering iron fell at his foot and almost hit the instep of his foot without noticing.

However, the young man, who had completed a great feat under the witness of many people, didn't seem to be very satisfied, smashed his mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "It's a pity that there is no sheep intestine, otherwise the effect will be better." ”

Zu Dashou witnessed this miracle with his own eyes, and heard the muttering of the military doctor's great admiration, so he whispered to the pro-army: "Go, bring the burning knives and spirits in the house and bring the five altars over." ”

At this point, the most tricky arrow cluster has been taken out by Huang Chongzhen in the shortest possible time and at the smallest cost, and the blood is full of water, which is extremely charming.

Mai military doctor bent down deeply to show his gratitude to Huang Chongzhen, and also to ask Zu Dashou for his guilt.

Zu Dashou knew that these military doctors were really similar to veterinarians, but in this world where everything was inferior and only high in reading, no matter how mediocre military doctors were, they were extremely precious to any army.

So, he just snorted coldly and revealed the matter.

Mai's military doctor was so cold when he heard this, and he hurriedly stood beside Huang Chongzhen with a very low attitude, showing his attitude of learning at close range and quickly improving his medical skills, and at the same time he could also help him.