Such a serious injury, which had been delayed for so long, lifted the soft quilt that Zhao Cheng had covered his legs, and everyone was shocked by the leg that was so swollen that they couldn't see the original shape and color.

So where are the legs? It was clearly a red, purple, shiny sausage that was not straight!

The dislocated ankle has been treated, the splint has been applied, the medicine has been smeared, and the bandage is very beautiful.

But the other leg is set off even more like a leg.

Zhao Cheng obviously also knew what kind of virtue his legs were now, he only glanced at it, and he didn't start himself, he didn't want to take a second look at it at all-he used to think how beautiful his legs were, but now he feels how gloomy his mood is!

And such gloom was finally transformed into impotent rage, only staring at Cheng Wanli and a few of them.

As soon as Zhang Sijiu saw this leg, he didn't hesitate and said, "Let's cut it first." Otherwise, if you continue, I'm afraid you won't be able to save your legs."

These words were crisp, decisive and straightforward, so frightened that Zhao Cheng couldn't even care about his anger, and directly shuddered: Cut a knife? Where to cut? Whole child cut?

Cheng Wanli's judgment on Zhang Sijiu basically doesn't have many questions now-knowing that since Zhang Sijiu can speak, he must be confident. This is especially true when it comes to patient treatment.

Doctor Qi wanted to open his mouth to ask why, but he looked at Zhao Cheng's leg and closed it again: Twisting two curved legs like this, I don't have much confidence anyway.

Cheng Wanli had already taken out a knife for high-temperature disinfection, and asked Zhang Sijiu while disinfecting, "Where to cut it?" How to cut? You're coming, I'm coming?"

His attitude directly frightened the people in the county king's mansion.

Zhao Cheng almost jumped on the spot, his face was full of "Don't you come over", his voice was not as angry and arrogant as before, but revealed a thick helplessness: "How dare you, dare, dare to let her come!"

The rest of the county king's mansion also stopped Cheng Wanli.

Cheng Wanli was succinct: "Her hand is steater than mine. I cut it, I can't keep it a little more or a little less, and she can control it just right. Besides, I heal the sick, you heal the sick? Listen to me, listen to you? If I listen to you, change the doctor as soon as possible!"

Jokes, who hasn't lost their temper yet? The clay figurines are also three points of fire!

Moreover, Cheng Wanli felt that he was going to jump into this pit today, and he was in a bad mood.

Therefore, he also let it go - what do you like, since there is no good result in horizontal and vertical, is Lao Tzu not allowed to be happy at this time!

Zhang Sijiu was surprised by Cheng Wanli: Lao Cheng actually had such a strong time? !

It's fascinating, though.

She quietly glanced at Zhen Niang, and sure enough, she found Zhen Niang's star eyes.

Cheng Wanli was so strong, but it made the people of the county king's mansion back down. Cheng Wanli was soft and honest before, whether it was Zhao Cheng or the people from the County Prince's Mansion, they all had a question mark in their hearts about Cheng Wanli's medical skills.

After all, in the hearts of the world, a master should look like a master!

Now, Cheng Wanli is very much in line with this!

After all, how can a superior be suppressed by the powerful? They should all have this kind of arrogance!

Anyway, in the end, the scalpel was handed over to Zhang Sijiu.

Zhang Sijiu held the knife, turned his head and ordered Cheng Wanli: "I'll check his leg first, and you hold him down."

Cheng Wanli was not polite, and pressed it directly.

Dr. Qi also followed.

Zhen Niang didn't go on, but she urged the others around Zhao Cheng with her eyes.

"Hold it down, don't let him move." Zhang Sijiu instructed, and then gently pressed it on Zhao Cheng's calf.

Zhao Cheng was like a carp that had been stabbed in an instant, and he almost jumped up, and he screamed "whooping" in his mouth.

Zhang Sijiu nodded: Well, there is consciousness. Change the ground!

pressed it all the way, and Zhao Cheng's voice clashed.

In the end, people also became numb.

If it hurts, just move it gently.

In the end, Zhang Sijiu pressed the most swollen place.

Zhao Cheng's reaction was not great.

Zhang Sijiu asked him, "Does it hurt?"

"Up." Zhao Cheng is like a dying fish, like a gossamer.

Zhang Sijiu made a decision immediately, and in that position, found a good angle, and after ensuring that the bone graft could also be used for the incision, he directly raised the knife and fell-

A stream of purple-black blood spurted out in an instant.

It's not like it's cutting into an artery. It's because there's so much swelling and so much pressure here, that's why it's like this.

And these bloods are all blood that cannot circulate because of oppression.

The reason why it had to be cut was purely because it continued to swell and compress, and Zhao Cheng's leg could not be saved at all.

After tissue edema, it can compress the nerves and can compress the blood vessels.

The consequence of compression of blood vessels is that the blood cannot circulate properly, resulting in more blood not coming back and staying at the end of the limb, causing more pressure and even swelling. And so a vicious circle.

Finally, in the end, you may face tissue necrosis.

After the blood flew out, it splashed half of Zhang Sijiu's body, and even almost splashed on the mask on her face.

But Zhang Sijiu didn't back down at all, and still stood calmly in place: this kind of scene, a small scene!

After cutting the calf and relieving the edema and compression, Zhang Sijiu looked at Zhao Cheng's thigh again.

I have to say that on Zhao Cheng's thighs, the bending is not terrible, but the obvious bruises are very bad, and even through the shape, Zhang Sijiu can judge that this should be caused by the horse's hooves.

Zhao Cheng should have been trampled by a horse more than enough to break his leg, it is estimated that it was several times......

That speckled purple is simply the best counter.

However, as long as it doesn't hurt the bones, it's a simple bruise.

It only temporarily affected the image of this leg.

Zhang Sijiu looked at the horseshoe print that was very close to his hip bone, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "Your luck is quite good, if you deviate the width of a finger, I'm afraid you won't be able to be a father in the future."

The ability of muscle tissue to bear pressure is still very strong. At least much stronger than a tissue with only one layer of skin.

That horse's foot, if you step on the wrong place—

Zhang Sijiu had already thought of the scene of the egg falling to the ground and the skin shattered and cracked.

Zhao Cheng, who had just been cut and didn't tremble, finally couldn't help but tremble at this moment. I even clamped my thighs a little harder, as if I could feel a little more secure.

Even everyone else couldn't help but look at the root of Zhao Cheng's thighs - including Zhen Niang.

However, Jane quickly realized that she shouldn't have stared at the young man's thighs, and quickly turned her head away.

But even if you turn your head away, your imagination can't stop it.

At this moment, almost all people's imagination is 80% highly similar.

The initiator, Zhang Sijiu, didn't know what he had done, he had already reached out and pressed it to the swollen area, repeated the process that had been carried out, and finally gave Zhao Cheng another knife neatly.

This time, Zhao Cheng was obviously in pain, but he clearly felt: What is this pain......