After cutting these two knives, Zhang Sijiu put away the knife, and after carefully rinsing it with salt water, he let the wound dry.

This operation simply stunned everyone.

Even Cheng Wanli couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you bandage it?"

Zhang Sijiu sighed: "How to pack? It is easy to rot when covered with medicine, and it is not suitable to wrap it directly. Let's just let it hang first. Then hurry up and fix the method of bones. If you drag it any longer, you won't be able to save your legs."

This exposes the wound and does pose a high risk of infection.

But if you don't cut it, the blood flow in the leg will be affected, and sooner or later there will be only one way to necrosis.

The lesser of two evils, cutting open, is considered to be less risky and more profitable.

Cheng Wanli glanced at the wound and was silent for a while.

Of course, he believed Zhang Sijiu.

But this kind of thing...... It's still very unsettling to look at.

In the end, Lao Cheng turned his head abruptly, chose not to look, and pretended that nothing happened. He also beckoned the others to exit first: "In that case, then leave only one person to take care of the patient, and everyone else go out." When there are many people, there is also a lot of filth, which is not good for wounds."

Zhao Cheng's leg had been cut open, and even if the people in the county prince's mansion felt that this matter was incredible, they didn't dare to propose anything to change the doctor. It's just that they all looked at Zhao Cheng, as well as the henchmen sent by the prince of the county to follow.

But the steward didn't dare to call the shots.

Again, only look at Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng, with a loveless face, lying there, in a trance, as if he had gone to half his life.

The steward spoke softly, "Xiao Langjun, look—"

Zhao Cheng raised his hand and waved it weakly, "What else? So be it."

No matter how nonsense it is, if you see other injuries, it will really be even more unlucky.

However, the others left, but Zhang Sijiu, Cheng Wanli, and Doctor Qi all stayed behind and continued to check on Zhao Cheng's injuries.

Zhang Sijiu asked Cheng Wanli to even take off Zhao Cheng's clothes.

As a result, Zhao Cheng was left with only a pair of pants that could barely cover the root of his thighs.

The upper half of the body was striped, revealing mottled wounds.

Although Zhang Sijiu is still young, after all, he is a girl, and Zhao Cheng couldn't help but raise his hand to cover it.

Zhang Sijiu saw this small action and nodded: "The arm can move, it means that there should be no problem, there are bruises, but there is no swelling and deformation, it should be a bone crack or just hurt the flesh and skin, it doesn't matter."

She looked at a bruise on Zhao Cheng's abdomen again, but her expression became solemn.

Reaching out and pressing it, Zhao Cheng said "ouch" in pain, she asked Zhao Cheng, "Is there anything else uncomfortable?" Do you feel like you want to come out, but you can't? What about dizziness? What about abdominal pain?"

Zhao Cheng shook his head again and again: "No, no, no. It's just a bump here, not a horse."

Zhang Sijiu nodded, and asked Cheng Wanli and Doctor Qi to take a closer look at whether there were any signs of damage to the viscera - compared to external injuries, this kind of intra-abdominal bleeding was more terrifying.

The first is that it cannot be easily diagnosed and found, and the second is that if there is such a situation, it is very troublesome to deal with it.

Under such a medical condition, if there is a large amount of abdominal bleeding, Zhang Sijiu is not at all sure that he can be saved.

Her expression frightened Zhao Cheng into a panic.

Cheng Wanli and Dr. Qi also looked solemn, one person and one hand, feeling the pulse.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng really wanted to cry.

When he was first thrown down, Zhao Cheng thought he was going to die, so he also felt this way. But with the doctor's diagnosis, his confidence returned.

I even think that even if my leg can't be cured, I will be a cripple in the future, and it's nothing - anyway, as long as you have money and power, don't you live the same life? Who dares to dislike themselves?

But now, he had a feeling that he was dying.

Panicked, so panicked that he was helpless, he could only look at this and that pitifully, for fear of missing any subtle expression.

Zhang Sijiu sensed Zhao Cheng's panic,

A kind smile said, "Don't worry, we'll do our best to heal you." Don't be afraid."

But when Zhao Cheng heard this, he wanted to cry even more: When you say this, I'm so scared! What does it mean to do everything in your power to save me—am I going to die!

Zhao Cheng thought of his father, his mother, and his unspent money, and couldn't help but start praying and making a grand wish to the gods and Buddhas: If I can survive this time, I must change my mind, study steadfastly, and don't let my father and mother worry about being tired! Then honestly get an errand, or do something for a living, and don't mess around with those people!

At this moment, Zhao Cheng really regretted it.

His regret was clearly written on his face.

Zhang Sijiu has seen this state many times - in the face of life and death, people are the easiest to change their minds.

Well, of course, it's possible that you'll just think about it for the time being, and when you're done, you'll forget about all these regrets.

I hope Zhao Cheng has really changed his mind.

While Cheng Wanli and Dr. Qi were diagnosing, Zhang Sijiu went out to say to Tingyun: "I guess I have to do a complicated operation, let's prepare things." Instruments or something, remember to ask for it, let it be delivered as soon as possible."

Although Yang Yuanding was not there, he arranged for someone to take care of the medical equipment, as long as Zhang Sijiu wanted to use it, go to his studio and say it, and he could send it immediately.

When it is used up, it must be recycled, completely sanitized, and then waited for the next use.

Listen to the clouds and go to prepare.

And the people of the Junwang Mansion waited anxiously outside for a long time, and they didn't wait for a reassuring word, but at this time, they finally couldn't help it, and grabbed Zhang Sijiu: "Little lady, how is my little Langjun? Can he keep this leg?"

Originally, they didn't want to ask Zhang Sijiu.

After all, Zhang Sijiu looks too young.

But after Zhang Sijiu's two knives, they felt that they could still ask.

Zhang Sijiu did not have an accurate answer to this question, so he could only tell the truth: "At present, it seems that the fracture is very serious. Whether it can recover as before, to be honest, depends on luck. One tests our bone grafting skills, and the other depends on the later healing. At the moment, the risks are very high, and you need to be mentally prepared. Of course, as doctors, we will definitely do our best."

She looked at the people in the county king's mansion and said, "Generally, we need to let go of the diagnosis and treatment of this situation. Therefore, before this treatment, both parties need to sign a letter of intent to do so. I will tell you all about the risks, but if there are any consequences, we will not be responsible for them. After signing, we can have no worries, and both sides have a constraint, you see?"

Consent to surgery, risk disclosure, these are all things that should be done before surgery.

Zhang Sijiu didn't raise this question before, because they were all ordinary people before, and everyone understood it, and there was no dissatisfaction or complaint.

But now it's different.

Zhao Cheng's parents are not there, and their status is noble, if something really happens, these people will definitely put the blame on them doctors. At that time, wouldn't the hospital have to be the backbiter?