"You put his legs together and hold them down with both hands, and I say flip, and we'll work together."

Jiang Xuan nodded, clamped the scholar's knee with both hands, Su Yuanyuan pressed the scholar's shoulder, she shouted a password, and the two worked together to successfully turn the scholar over.

As soon as he turned over, Su Yuanyuan saw the scholar's bruised lips, he was like a fish stranded on the shore with his mouth half-open and wanted to inhale, but his face was bruised, and everything was in vain.

"Sister-in-law, what should I do? Why don't we call a doctor? ”

Su Yuanyuan stretched out his finger and gently pressed it against the scholar's jaw, his pulse was getting weaker and weaker, and it was too late to call the doctor now.

"His bruises are all piling up in his lungs, and it's too late to send him to the hospital!"

Su Yuanyuan saw the bamboo hairpin on Jiang Xuan's hair at a glance, and pulled it off when he raised his hand, and before Jiang Xuan could react to what was going on, his hair fell out.

"Sister-in-law!"

He exclaimed, holding his head and looking at Su Yuanyuan, his eyes were full of disbelief, but when he looked at Jiang Wenzheng, Jiang Wenzheng didn't think it was ridiculous, but looked at Su Yuanyuan with firm and trusting eyes.

Jiang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, he was too short-sighted, and he was still thinking about this kind of thing that men and women had to do in the face of human life.

But in the next second, Jiang Xuan's jaw was about to drop.

Su Yuanyuan pulled out Jiang Xuan's hairpin and grinded it on the ground, the head of the bamboo hairpin instantly became an oblique tip, Su Yuanyuan glanced at it and it was hollow, and inserted it into the scholar's chest without hesitation.

She turned away slightly, blood gushed out from the bamboo hairpin, and after a while, the blood flowed, and a shallow exhalation could be heard coming from the scholar's throat.

Jiang Xuan had never seen this kind of scene, he felt shocked and curious at the same time, he raised his hand and gently touched the bamboo hairpin, and Su Yuanyuan on the side hurriedly slapped his hand away.

"Don't get in the way of his trachea!"

Jiang Xuan's mouth opened wide in fright, nodded dumbfoundedly, and retracted his curious claws.

The surrounding passers-by had formed a circle around this place just now, where had they ever seen the treatment scene of bloodletting with bamboo hairpins?

They all pointed at Su Yuanyuan and said that she had hurt the scholar, and in the face of the accusations of the people around her, Su Yuanyuan asked Jiang Xuan to ask for a doctor under pressure, Jiang Xuan glanced at her worriedly, and ran away.

Su Yuanyuan could only take out the first-aid pills she made to stabilize the scholar's blood first, she touched the scholar's chest, her lungs had been pierced, and if she wanted to recover, she could only open her chest and do surgery, but how many people could accept surgery in this world?

At this time, the scholar's face gradually turned ruddy, and he woke up slowly, and at first glance, he saw a woman with a cold face looking at him with her eyebrows slightly twisted.

The woman's fingertips touched his jaw coolly, he was awake for a moment, and wanted to dodge it, but with a slight movement, he pulled the wound on his body, and in an instant, the pain and numbness hit his whole body, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"Don't move, you broke your ribs and stabbed your lungs, and I'll tell you about your situation when you get to the hospital."

The scholar opened his mouth and slowly spit out a good word.

He turned his head slightly, and a handsome man sat on a wooden chair, staring at him with a slight cold gaze, which made him a little confused.

The doctor brought by Jiang Xuan was the doctor who encouraged Su Yuanyuan when he helped the woman with dystocia to give birth that day, Su Yuanyuan only remembered that his surname was Li, and there were not many doctors who could receive surgical treatment in this dynasty, and this scholar met this doctor, and the follow-up treatment was more convenient.

With the help of everyone, the scholar was carried on a stretcher, and everyone saw that it was Dr. Li and hurriedly stepped forward to tell him about the situation just now.

As soon as he heard the method of using bamboo hairpins to ventilate, Dr. Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Yuanyuan who was standing in place in surprise.

The woman has lost a lot of weight from the last time she met, and her graceful figure loomed under the long skirt, and the original round face was covered with red sores, but now there are no traces, and it took a long time to recognize Su Yuanyuan.

"It's you!"

At first, when he heard the young man with loose hair like a madman, as soon as he heard that the broken rib had pierced the lung, he immediately thought that this patient had little chance of survival, the congestion in the lungs would block the trachea, and if he was not treated in a short time, he would suffocate to death, even if this was solved, how should the ribs inserted into the lungs be transferred? How to repair the punctured lungs? These are all problems, if only the doctor who dared to cut the abdomen of a pregnant woman a few years ago was there, she must have a way.

Now that he saw Su Yuanyuan, Dr. Li seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, and grabbed Su Yuanyuan's sleeve, "You come with me!" ”

The onlookers still thought that Su Yuanyuan was the murderer who hurt the scholar, and hurriedly stood up to stop him from leaving.

Doctor Li was so angry that he jumped to his feet, pointed at Su Yuanyuan and explained, "She is a female doctor!" ”

As soon as they heard that Su Yuanyuan was also a doctor, the eyes of the people around them widened in shock, female doctors were very rare in ancient times, and they didn't expect to see the scene of a female doctor treating diseases and saving people.

There are also people who don't give up, pointing to the bamboo tube on the scholar's chest, "She inserted all the bamboo tubes into it!" Isn't that harmful! ”

As soon as Dr. Li came, he noticed that if there was no bamboo pipe ventilation, this scholar would probably not be able to hold him up at all and would suffocate to death.

Facing the questions of the people around him, Dr. Li rolled his eyes with an expression of looking at a fool, "If there was no bamboo tube ventilation, this scholar would have been suffocated to death!" A bunch of idiots, get out of the way! Don't delay us in saving people! ”

Dr. Li pulled Su Yuanyuan and ignored the people behind him, and trotted back to the medical hall.

The layout of the medical hall was still the same as before, and the scholars were arranged on the treatment beds in the side hall.

Doctor Li almost regarded Su Yuanyuan as his backbone, and asked Su Yuanyuan what to do.

"Surgery is needed."

"Surgery?"

Dr. Li recalled the bloody scene of the mother's dystocia, he didn't have the courage to do so!

"You disinfect all the knives that scrape the bones and heal the wounds, and ask the guys to fetch a few more basins of hot water, and besides, we must change our clothes into clean, unworn clothes."

In fact, surgery is not terrible, what is terrible is surgical infection, some patients survive the operation, but not survive the viral infection during the recovery process.

In ancient Europe, most of the doctor's clothing was black, because he was afraid of soiling his clothes in the process of treating patients, but this also increased the probability of the patient being infected with bacteria, and it was not until later that the microbes were discovered, and the doctor's robe turned white.

When the operation was ready, Su Yuanyuan first gave the scholar her own research of hemp boiling powder, and after eating it for a while, the scholar's eyes became blurred, and he turned his head and fell asleep.

Su Yuanyuan first used a knife to cut open the scholar's chest, slowly took out the ribs that had been pierced into the lungs, first stitched up the wounds in the lungs, and then reset the ribs with the help of Dr. Li.