The young man was so anxious that tears almost fell: "What can I do then?" My uncle he ...... The doctor said that my uncle couldn't hold out for long......"

At this time, the little girl in Jiaoniang's arms rubbed her eyes and yawned - she woke up.

The young man frowned and said, "Where did this girl come from?" Why did you bring her here? ”

Jiaoniang hurriedly said: "This is the newly accepted closed disciple of the old divine doctor Qingxuan, and he loves him very much. So I thought, bring her back, the old doctor will definitely not ignore it......"

The young man's expression was gloomy: "However, my uncle's injury has worsened, and he may not be able to ......"

"Put me down!" Song Ziran patted Jiaoniang's arm.

She got off the ground and followed the strong smell of medicine into the inner room, and saw a pale middle-aged man lying on the bed in the dim candlelight, his eyes closed and his breath weak.

She went up and touched the patient's pulse, if there was none, it would be over if she didn't treat it!

She examined the wounded man's wounds, and was hit by an arrow in the chest, very close to the heart, and the barbed nature of such an arrow would have aggravated the wound if it had been hastily taken. For ancient medical conditions, this kind of injury can be described as certain death.

"Do you want to save him?" Song Ziran knew in his heart, looked at the young man, and asked.

The young man was surprised and asked, "Of course, can you save him?" ”

If you don't want to save people, who will come thousands of miles to this great northeast that can freeze people to death!

Suddenly, he patted his head again in annoyance and said, "I'm really confused, how old are you." Even if you start learning medicine from your mother's womb, it has only been four or five years, and even the apprentices in the medical hall have studied longer than you, how can you save my uncle? Let's wait for your master to come......"

"Are you sure your uncle can afford to wait?" Song Ziran looked at the injured person, if he delayed any longer, even if the gods came, he couldn't save them!

"Give him to me, I can save him!" Song Ziran raised his eyes to look at the young man, his big and deep eyes shining golden in the candlelight.

Somehow, an inexplicable conviction rose in the young man's heart. However, the government doctor who was born in a family of imperial physicians was powerless, and a four-year-old child could really save his uncle?

"You don't have a choice, you can only trust me. Unless, you just look at him like that. Time is running out, and a momentary delay increases the danger of death. Make a decision! ”

The young man gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and asked, "What do you need to prepare?" ”

Song Ziran asked them to retreat outside the house, without her instructions, even if the sky fell, don't come in and disturb her. She quickly tested the blood type of the injured person, and then went out to poke the fingers of several people outside and take some blood. Two people of the same blood type were chosen, let them in, blindfolded them, took 400 milliliters of blood each, and drove them out.

The candlelight is dim, which is not conducive to surgery. She took out a charged surgical shadowless lamp from the space, set it up above the wounded, and after careful disinfection, she began to operate on a low stool.

This kind of simple surgery can be done with her eyes closed in her previous life. However, the body was too small, and it took her more than a third of her previous life to get the arrow out.

The injured person was quite lucky that he did not hurt important blood vessels, otherwise he would not have been able to support until now. But after all, it was delayed, and 500 milliliters of blood were transfused to him during the operation......

The doctor hurried over after finishing the meal, and saw that everyone was waiting outside the door, looking at the room with anticipation, his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Invited the divine doctor?" What does the miracle doctor say? Can you save the prince? ”

Seeing that the young man was in a state of disarray, Jiaoniang didn't seem to hear the words of the house doctor, so she said: "The divine doctor was not invited, but ...... 'invited' the closed disciples of the old divine doctor." ”

"Closed disciple?" Since the old doctor let "him" out to save people, this person must have a few brushes, if it wasn't for the chaos in the capital, they would have gone to ask for help from the "holy hand of the national doctor" in Beijing. He was also a disciple of the Divine Doctor. This one is certainly not bad!

Seeing the house doctor's "relieved" look, Jiaoniang smiled bitterly in her heart: House doctor, you are relieved too early!

Just then, the door creaked open. The government doctor greeted him diligently, but he didn't see anyone—huh? What about people? How did the door open? What the hell?

"Where are you looking! Here's it! Song Ziran was speechless and died, she stood on tiptoe, raised her little hands high, and waved vigorously.

The house doctor followed the direction from which the voice came, looked down, and his eyes were round - this disciple of the divine doctor was really interesting, he went out to see a doctor, and he also took the child with him. Such a young child, how can she be allowed to be inside, in case she cries and affects the treatment, who can afford the consequences?

He bypassed the little girl and pushed the door in, but was surprised to find that there was no one inside except for his prince. What about the disciples of the divine doctor? Can you fly away? No, his children are still there.

At this moment, Zheng Gongzi's voice came from behind him: "Little Divine Doctor, how is my uncle?" Can it be saved? ”

What?! That four- or five-year-old little milk baby is a disciple of the divine doctor? What are you kidding? What can such a young child do? Zheng Gongzi also rushed to the doctor in a hurry - this is a big matter of human life! Nonsense, nonsense!!

"It's all right!" Song Ziran glanced back at the old doctor who jumped on his feet and shrugged his shoulders - isn't there something wrong with this person?

The young man was shocked, and his voice trembled and asked, "Really?" Is my uncle really okay? ”

"Hmmm! You should wake up tonight! Song Ziran rubbed her little belly, looked at Jiaoniang and said, "Do you have anything to eat?" I haven't eaten a grain of rice since noon, and I'm almost fainting from hunger! ”

Jiao Niang looked at her purse and said in her heart: Who is the little guy on horseback who looks like a little squirrel and eats non-stop?

Song Ziran: Please review the topic carefully, what she said is that the grain of "rice" has not been entered, and the snacks are snacks or something, which can only satisfy the cravings, how can it be eaten as food? She is still a baby, and she can only grow with balanced nutrition!

The young man hurriedly ordered: "Kyaukniang, go and tell the kitchen to let them cook some meals that children love to eat." Be quick! Don't neglect the little miracle doctor!! ”

The house doctor rushed to the bedside, checked the master's pulse, and looked at the bloodstained arrows on the table next to the bed, and searched carefully in the room, not even under the bed - he still didn't believe that the master was rescued by a four or five-year-old milk doll!

Seeing that the house doctor went to pick up the gauze on the chest of the injured person, Song Ziran couldn't bear it anymore: "Have you disinfected your hands?" Have you ever changed your clothes? Did you know that most of the injured do not die from their injuries, but from later infections? If you want to harm your master, go and see his wounds! ”

What to disinfect? This is slander, planting! His hands are clean, and there is no poison at all!