On the one hand, Yang Xiu felt that his son had grown up, not only married a daughter-in-law, but also looked quite reliable when it came to doing things.

Not only that, but the two of them also look very compatible: with one look and one sentence, they can understand what the other party wants and what they want to do.

But the problem is that they forget about themselves.

With this feeling in mind, Yang Xiu went home.

I didn't forget to bring medicine to Yang Yuanzhang and Yang Yuanfeng.

Zhou Shi watched Yang Xiu come back with the medicine, and he became nervous: "Who is sick?" Are you sick? ”

Yang Xiu shook his head: "It's medicine for Da Lang and Erlang." ”

Zhou's legs were weak: "What kind of medicine is this?" Erlang is sick, why don't I know? ”

There was even a moment when Zhou was suspicious of the conspiracy.

Fortunately, Yang Xiu explained quickly.

However, after listening to the reason, Zhou's still couldn't help but wipe his tears in fear: "This kind of thing, how can it be so dangerous!" ”

Zhou also had the idea of not letting his three sons go out at all—but he also knew that it was impossible. They have all grown up and have their own families, so naturally it is impossible to manage them like they did when they were children. And, they also have things they want to do.

She let out a long sigh: "What the hell is good about this thing." So dangerous! ”

This weapon has not yet been made, but Zhou has already developed a deep sense of resistance.

As soon as he thought that his three sons had almost had an accident, Zhou longed for the knife to chop the craftsman who invented it.

Yang Xiu looked at his old wife like this, and he had to persuade for a while before he calmed Zhou's mood a little.

When Bai Ningniang and Li got this medicine, their reactions were not much better than Zhou's.

Even Li, who has always supported this matter, is also a little depressed at this time.

Things are good things, but they didn't kill the enemy, and they hurt their own family first, so who can stand it?

Yang Yuanzhang and Yang Yuanfeng had to go over to comfort their wives, so they had the time to ask about their younger brother's situation.

Thinking of Yang Yuanding dragging his injured body yesterday, and carrying people out of the rubble with them, he kept trotting, snorting and panting, and both of them were afraid for a while - if this is serious, then if it is done, can't it be more serious?

Anyway, for a while, they were in mixed moods.

I also have a deeper understanding of the new weapon this time.

Going back to the Tai Yi Department and the First Hospital, after an investigation, it was found that several people were injured by concussions.

It's a busy job again - those who can survive are not serious, serious, and died yesterday.

If it's not serious, it's still necessary to boil medicine and take medicine.

Therefore, after the two heads were busy, Chen Shenyan had the opportunity to sit down, write an excerpt, and report the matter.

They also sent a person to Zhang Sijiu's side - that little military doctor.

The little military doctor was not lightly wounded. It's this concussion injury.

The first time the Imperial Medical Department encountered this situation, they were a little unsure of what to do, so Chen Shenyan made the decision and sent it to Zhang Sijiu.

When Zhang Sijiu saw the little military doctor, his first reaction was that he felt that the Imperial Medical Department had kindly sent support.

But the thought has always been: a support? Too little, right?

As a result, when I asked, I learned that the little military doctor had come to treat the disease. Not here to help.

At the time of the explosion, the little military doctor was very close to the warehouse, and after being slapped on the ground, he was dizzy for a while, and when he woke up, he saw the situation everywhere, there were wounded everywhere, as well as broken arms and legs, and his intestines were blown up everywhere, and he didn't dare to delay, so he endured his dizziness and packed up his things to find Zhang Sijiu.

And then I can't take care of myself.

The night passed, and the little military doctor wilted a lot.

The discomfort in his lungs is nothing, just a little shortness of breath and chest tightness, and there is no coughing up blood, but the key is that he has a feeling of bloating and wants to have diarrhea.

Zhang Sijiu immediately thought of internal bleeding.

This kind of thing is really not a joke.

Zhang Sijiu hurriedly arranged various examinations and invited several doctors to diagnose together.

The little military doctor watched with a little surprise as everyone was busy around him: "I thought it was because I was tired yesterday and had a bad stomach, so that's why it's like this." It turned out to be injured? ”

Zhang Sijiu was a little speechless: "How can you suspect that you have a bad stomach?" ”

It's okay not to mention this matter, but when this matter is mentioned, the little military doctor is simply in tears: "You don't know, yesterday in the Imperial Medical Department, there was not even a mouthful of hot rice, the food was very delicious, but it was delivered to me, and only one was left warm." I was busy for a while and delayed, and the last thing I ate was cold rice! ”

Zhang Sijiu: ...... The Imperial Medical Department is so picky, I can't even give up a double-layer food box!

Looking at it this way, it's better to be the first hospital.

Xu's meals are delivered in small baskets, with quilts in them and quilts on top, and they are all hot when they are delivered to everyone.

Moreover, there are a complete variety, and there are vegetables and soups.

Although it is a big pot dish, it is also delicious.

Zhang Sijiu once again talked about job hopping: "No, let's come to our side." You go and inquire, really, we don't say anything else here, the food is absolutely delicious! ”

The little military doctor shook his head: "No, I still have to go back to inherit the medical hall." My dad is old, so it's hard for him to work all the time. I'm the eldest son in the family again—"

Having said that, Zhang Sijiu has nothing to say, so he can only stop.

After a series of examinations and consultations, whether it was Zhang Sijiu or Xu Wenxiang, the conclusions they came to were not very good.

The results of the consultation were all the same, and they felt that the operation was necessary.

The little military doctor's abdomen was slightly hard, there was pain in compression, and his body temperature was slightly higher than that of others, these were not too good signs.

It is necessary to open the abdomen and explore it.

When he told the little military doctor about this, he was still a little surprised: "This is so serious? ”

I was a little curious: "Is it to cut my stomach open and see?" I haven't seen it yet—"

Zhang Sijiu was afraid that he would ask "Can I take a look" in the next sentence, so he hurriedly talked about the operation process: "When the time comes, I will give you a little anesthetic, and after drinking it, you will fall asleep, and then we will open our abdomen to explore, find the bleeding point, stop the bleeding, and then suture——"

After all, the little military doctor is also a doctor, and he asked the key point in one sentence: "Is it dangerous?" ”

Zhang Sijiu had no way to answer this question.

Is it dangerous?

Nature is sinister.

Internal bleeding is always dangerous.

One is that excessive blood loss during surgery causes a series of problems, and the other is that it is difficult to find the bleeding point.

Especially at this time, without the support and guidance of advanced medical imaging, it is up to the eyes and luck to find the blood spot after the abdomen.

If you're lucky, find it quickly, and that's easy.

Bad luck, slow to find...... That's going to be hard.

The little military doctor looked at Zhang Sijiu's expression and knew it.

He nodded, "I see." Bring me a pen and paper, and I'll write you the recipe for my medicine. ”

See you tomorrow~

(End of chapter)