Ning Ji returned to the wounded barracks after giving the order, with Yang Sheng here, he and several other military doctors also greeted him, but those people were a little surprised when they heard his identity, but they would not have any objections to Yan Yunzhou's order, so although there was some drumming in his heart, Ning Ji would not cure the disease, but in the end he did not stop him.

Ning blamed people to bring up the configured saline, he didn't teach those military doctors how to debride as soon as he got started, after all, he was a newcomer, in the eyes of others, he was a cucumber egg who had entered the barracks for the first time, and if he didn't preach, he was already looking at Yan Yunzhou's face, he said that it was mostly in vain, not only did they not necessarily listen, but I am afraid it would backfire.

So he just told Yang Sheng to rinse the wound with normal saline first, but when he spoke, he didn't carry the military doctors on his back at all, and his voice was a little louder:

"Doctor Yang, this light salt water is configured by me with distilled water, it will not irritate the wound, it is very clean, use it to rinse the wound first, the wound touches the sword, there must be some unclean things in it, if you don't treat the wound cleanly, it will be repeatedly infected, and the old sores will recur."

Yang Sheng's medical skills are among the best in the entire northern realm, otherwise it would not have been possible to heal Yan Yunzhou by his side all the time, hearing Yang Sheng's words of listening to Ning Zhi like this, Wang Ran and several people came over:

"Ning Gongzi, Brother Yang, you came to take a look at this wound, the weapons of this Qian clan are different from what we have seen before, there are barbs on the blade, and there is still a hook on the tip of the knife, the blood from this wound can not be stopped, even if it is stopped and healed, it is not good."

Ning Qi and the two followed Wang Ran to the side of a wounded soldier he was bandaging, Ning Qi looked down and checked the wound, the flesh of the wound was a little turned out, the flesh was blurred, and it was difficult to see the specific appearance of the wound now.

Obviously, this is not pierced by a sharp sword, but a wound that is stabbed in the direction of the body by a barb, and pulled out again, the wound of this wound is not smooth, and there are naturally many difficulties in healing, and even the sutures are not easy to suture, and the wound is very prone to proliferation after healing in the later stage.

Ning Ji suddenly thought of the Mitsubishi Thorn, a melee weapon during the Anti-Japanese War, it couldn't be that thing, right?

"Do you have any weapons to wound them? Show me. ”

The person who came with them all the way around Li Han spoke:

"Yes, I'll go get it."

On the battlefield, they naturally seized each other's weapons, and the little soldier quickly took the weapons of the Na tribe.

At the same time, in the hall of the Metropolitan Protectorate, all the generals of Suizhou arrived, Yan Yunzhou sat on the top seat, and in his hand was a long knife used by the Liang clan that Li Han had just handed over, with a two-foot-long blade, the tip of the knife was bent inward, the knife body was full of barbs, and Megan's thorns were extremely sharp.

Yan Yunzhou's face was not very good:

"So many of the soldiers who died in battle bled to death after they came back."

Li Han didn't feel good when he mentioned this matter:

"Yes, the bleeding from the wound can't be stopped, and some of the minor injuries have been seriously injured at the moment."

"Did you use a stream rocket?"

Li Han nodded:

"Yes, a quarter of the flow rockets in the library were used, and the other party also suffered heavy casualties, and he didn't come to call for two days in a row."

Yan Yunzhou did hold gunpowder in his hands, and the so-called stream rocket was to tie gunpowder to the tip of the arrow cluster, and shoot it out after igniting it, and the lethality can be imagined.

Yan Yunzhou got up and went to the sand table, which marked the location of the Beimu and the Qiang tribe, and he raised his hand and pointed to a few locations:

"The Qiang tribe suddenly attacked, even if it reached a cooperation with Beimu, it will not be much internal stability, pass the military order, and set up four groups of sentinels with a small team of people, each team of people and horses is equipped with flow rockets, and set up ambushes in these places, if you are attacked, you don't have to fight and release rockets to evacuate, and the flow rockets will focus on the North Mu soldiers to greet them."

Li Han spoke:

"Lord Wang, why don't you kill the Qiang clan first?"

Yan Yunzhou glanced sideways at him and spoke:

"For many years, the figure of the Karma tribe in the north has suddenly appeared this time, and the United Beimu attacked my border fortress, how strong can this temporarily established alliance be?

Beimu since the last war was greatly injured, at this moment there is no spare strength to go south, most of them are thieves do not die, and because of the strength of the Qi clan, no one knows the power of this stream of rockets better than Beimu, this time the flow of rockets bombed on their heads again, it will inevitably have a better effect, as long as there is a panic in Beimu's army, their alliance will not be far away. ”

Beimu had suffered a big loss under the stream rocket, and he was already in a deep shadow, and this time they sent them the same nightmare again.

After Yan Yunzhou arranged the military affairs, he got up to see the wounded soldiers, and Li Han led the way in front.

Ning Zhi in the wounded barracks looked at the knife and scolded his mother in his heart, although this thing is not as powerful as the Mitsubishi thorn, but the wound caused is enough trouble, but the barb on this knife is always better than the barb with a □□ injury, at least the wound inside is not a blood hole.

"This wound can only be stitched from the inside out, rest assured, there is still a cure."

Many wounded soldiers have looked over, after all, no one wants to die, originally thought that it would be a knife, but the wound is getting more and more serious, in the past two days, people who can't survive have died one after another, and the entire wounded barracks are filled with a terrifying and anxious atmosphere.

But at this time, some people say that it can be cured? Wang Ran looked at it:

"Stitched? What is suture? ”

Ning Ji couldn't explain to him at this moment, so he could only look sideways at Yang Sheng first:

"Doctor Yang, let people boil the anesthetic before, cook more."

You can imagine how painful it is to deal with such a wound, Ning Yi raised his head and said loudly:

"If anyone is not afraid of pain, I will treat him, rest assured that I have a way, it just hurts."

"I'm not afraid of pain."

"I'm not afraid."

"Me."

Ning Ji looked at a wounded soldier who was looking at him at the same age as him at the moment, he was injured in the thigh, and the bleeding was heavy, so he couldn't drag it out, he walked over:

"It's you, lie down, and call two soldiers to come and hold him down."

Ning Ji put the box he carried on the ground, without saying a word, opened the box and began to disinfect his hands with alcohol, several military doctors looked at Ning Ji while dealing with the wounds of the wounded soldiers on his hands, how could he swear that there was a way, what was the way?

Ning Qi first rinsed the wound with saline:

"Go get me a lamp."

A small soldier on the side came over with a lamp, Ning Yi half-knelt on the ground to look at the wound inside, and then began to slowly put the wound up, looking for the location of the needle, Yan Yunzhou and Li Han came over outside the door, and the soldiers at the door saw Yan Yunzhou's eyes light up:

"Lord Wang, my subordinates knocked on the prince, it was the prince who came."

With his shout, the entire wounded barracks stood up and looked at the door, and even the one under Ning Qi's hand had to get up and was held down by him:

"Lie down."

This is not the first time Yan Yunzhou has entered the wounded barracks, but every time he comes in, his heart sinks, and many of these people he recognizes:

"The prince, the prince is here."

Yan Yunzhou is like faith for the Northern Army, as long as he stands here, he can make people's hearts feel confident, and the wounded barracks that are still lifeless just now, at this moment, everyone has some energy and expectation, Yan Yunzhou has no shelf, no high-minded attitude:

"You can rest assured that the medicinal materials have been sent, if you are enough, listen to the words of the military doctor, let you drink the medicine, let you eat and eat, and the injury will be fine."

Yan Yunzhou's words were like some kind of magic, a group of people who were just worried and uneasy, at this moment, it was like giving birth to hope, rather than dealing with the wound in front of him, facing the direction of the camp door, pouting in his heart, I couldn't imagine that Yan Yunzhou was also a person who could draw big cakes, if they didn't work hard here, they would be able to eat and drink well and be injured?

Yan Yunzhou walked over, and the eyes of the person holding the lamp for Ning Qi were about to stick to Yan Yunzhou's body, this is their prince? He had just joined the army when the prince returned to Beijing for the last time to train his troops, and he had only seen their commander from a distance on the general's platform, but he didn't expect to be able to see it so close today.

His panic lamp almost touched the wound, and was blocked by Ning Yi with his hand:

"Attention, I'll look at the prince later, and work first."

The little soldier suddenly came back to his senses, Yan Yunzhou bent down, he was no stranger to Ning Qi's treatment of wounds, the wound caused by such a weapon The military doctor may not be able to have a very effective method, I hope Ning Qi's suturing method can work:

"How?"

Rather the head has no side:

"Look, the knife ripped the flesh from the inside of the wound, so it didn't heal, but after debridement, it would be much better to suture from the inside, which would greatly reduce the risk of wound infection."

He is a surgeon, and any situation in surgery can be encountered, so naturally it is impossible to expect all wounds to be as smooth as a knife, let alone a barbed knife wound, even if it is stirred up by a gear, they can still sew.

Hearing that Ning Qi could deal with Yan Yunzhou's heart finally settled for a moment, at this moment, Ning Qi's surroundings were full of people, and even several guards from Suizhou came over, this princess of their prince, is so good at medicine? I saw that even the light outside the window was blocked.

"Jin Chu, you spread out a little and block the light."

Yan Yunzhou stood up and stepped back, Li Han and the others were simply alive, and when they looked at each other, they all saw the shock in each other's eyes, this, what did the young master call them just now? Jin Chu? And it's so natural, it's...

Ning Qi found the position of the needle, and the back of the stitches was relatively smooth, but it was indeed slower than the normal sutures, as he finally cut the thread, not only did the wound no longer bleed, but also looked at the thread was sewn up, not to mention Li Han and these people, that is, Wang Ran's military doctors all widened their eyes, this, this wound was sewn up?

"Ning Gongzi, this, that's it?"

"Naturally not, the thread will be removed when the wound grows, as long as the wound is not infected these days, although the healing is slower than that of ordinary swords, it will still be fine."

Yan Yunzhou has never hesitated to employ people, he knows Ning's ability, in this case, he handed over the wounded barracks to him in front of everyone, and all the military doctors acted according to his orders.

Ning Ji didn't expect his order to be so neat, and the most direct result of this order was that Ning Ji was busier than Yan Yunzhou, and the whole person was eager to give birth to eight hands, it was not possible to do it so brutally, otherwise he would not be able to deal with so many injured people if he was tired.

There are a total of seven doctors in this room, and on average, one person is responsible for more than 30 patients, which is quite explosive in modern times, but the problem is that he is the only one who can stitch, so he has to do it separately:

"In this way, several doctors, we divide the labor, first of all, the first step is to triage first, and the wounded soldiers who were not injured by the barbed bayonets of the Qiang tribe will be separated first, and they will be dealt with by Doctor Meng and Doctor Zhou, and the soldiers who are wounded by the knife of the Qiang tribe will be debrided by the three of you first, and the wounds will be cleaned up, and the salt water of Fang Cai will be used, and then the most serious injuries will be stitched up first."

This is the most efficient method so far, and no one has any objections, and Ning Zhi looked at Yang Sheng:

"Doctor Yang, you follow me, some of you who are not seriously injured are here, is it okay?"

Yang Sheng and Ning Ji have been together for a long time, since the re-debridement of Yan Yunzhou, he has followed him to ask about the sutures, Ning Ji did not hide his selfishness at all, he put needles and knots, and taught them, that is, he was poor in actual combat, Yang Sheng was originally a military doctor, and he was no stranger to the treatment of external injuries, so he could only say that he was really unfamiliar with the use of sutures.

He followed Ning Jiao's side, Ning Jiao would continue to talk to him about precautions every time he stitched one, and at this time, he didn't care about whether it was cramming teaching, in short, how much could be fed in, Yang Sheng started with ordinary wounds, although ordinary wounds were not as scary as the knives of the Qi tribe, but the depth of the wounds would still be fatal.

Ning Qi didn't even eat lunch, and spent a day shuttling in front of different beds in this wounded barracks, with one wound after another in front of him, none of which were broken, and his hands were almost numb.

He rubbed his aching wrists, looked at the room full of wounded soldiers waiting for him to stitch up, and even complained inappropriately, he really never imagined that one day he would be able to achieve patient freedom.

The author has something to say:

Dr. Ning, who did not have financial freedom in modern times, actually achieved patient freedom in ancient times

ps: Explain the problem in the previous cheap, cheap is a humble name for yourself, because those two generals are not the northern army, nor are they subordinates of the prince, and their seniority and age are also older than the prince, plus the prince can be regarded as troublesome for others to use soldiers to help him, so he is called the cheap, not directly inside, as for General Huwei said that he was cheap, he was reading the words on the note, plus shock, so he said it.

Chapter 43: The prince has a knife on his chest

When Ning Qi came out of the wounded barracks, it was already the middle of the moon, his hands were sore, and he was hungry for low blood sugar in the middle and ate two mouthfuls of the cakes that Yan Yunzhou sent him, and his eyes were so black that he didn't knock one directly.

He couldn't help but despise this young master's body a little, if this was replaced by his original body, the strength of this day would be nothing at all.

It was already too late for Yan Yunzhou to finish the discussion:

"Is Ning to blame over there?"

"Just let people go and see, Ning Gongzi is still in the wounded barracks."

Yan Yunzhou's side head:

"Haven't eaten yet?"

"Yes, the person who came to the newspaper just now said that he ate two mouthfuls of bread in the middle."

"Check it out."

Yan Yunzhou had just entered the courtyard of the wounded barracks when he saw that Ning Qi almost didn't touch his head on the ground, and walked two steps quickly:

"Yu'an?"

Ning Ji looked up in a trance and saw Yan Yunzhou standing at the door, Yan Yunzhou came over and held his arm, with some worry in his eyes: