This sentence "Xiao Ning" suddenly made Ning Ji think about an unknown place a little evilly, isn't it, this person usually looks quite serious, and he actually makes a yellow joke in the morning?

"Aren't you spiritual?"

Ning Yao's gaze turned down slightly, looking at Yan Yunzhou, Yan Yunzhou was generous to let him see, Ning Qi was a little speechless, this ancient's face is not thin.

After getting up, Yan Yunzhou personally helped Ning Jiao tie his hair, and personally helped him bring the hairpin:

"I'm going to the wounded barracks and I'll be back at noon."

After breakfast, Ning Ji waved his hand and went out directly, only to find that everyone looked at him differently, and for a moment he felt that he might be a giant panda in the zoo, was he so peculiar?

The feeling of being watched reached its peak when he stepped into the wounded barracks again, and Yang Sheng looked at him and leaned over to talk to him:

"These people have all heard about Ning Gongzi, you saved people yesterday, and now you are being preached in the military camp."

Ning Yi touched his nose, isn't it, so sensational?

"How's the wounded yesterday? Fever at night? ”

Yang Sheng nodded, he slept next door to the wounded barracks yesterday, and went to see the man's condition at night:

"I had a fever at night, I gave him an aspirin, I just went to see it in the morning, and the fever has come down a lot."

"I'll take a look."

Meng Xiaohu was surrounded by a meal yesterday, and the whole person was stunned, yesterday he himself felt that he was going to die, but he didn't expect to open his eyes and see today's sun, and then he was told that he had been amputated a piece of intestines, and there was an opening in his stomach, and then he was sewn up again, and he was now in a state of confusion.

The moment Ning Yi appeared in the wounded barracks, he was watched by everyone, he walked to Meng Xiaohu's side, and asked as if he was doing a postoperative ward round:

"How are you feeling today?"

"Huh? It's good, it's good. ”

"Lie flat."

Meng Xiaohu hurriedly lay down obediently, Ning Ji raised his hand and pressed two places, and asked him if he had any exhaust:

"Exhaust?"

"It's just fart."

A rough man in the army was stunned and made a big red face:

"Yes, yes."

"Take a liquid diet today, don't eat too much, if there is something wrong with the wound, especially pain and colic, let someone come and talk to me immediately."

In fact, there are not many things in the wounded barracks today, after all, Ning Qi does not know how to prescribe prescriptions, and the role he can play here is the suturing of external injuries, and the ones that need to be sutured have been sutured yesterday, after all, it is impossible to wait for this night with the wound open, and today Ning Qi is to look at the situation of several people who were seriously injured yesterday, and there is nothing to do.

However, several military doctors surrounded him as if they were not at ease, as if they wanted to ask anything and it was difficult to speak, and in the end, Yang Sheng, who was most familiar with Ning Qi, spoke first:

"Ning Gongzi, a few of us just want to ask, can a situation like Xiaohu yesterday be saved?"

Thinking that Meng Xiaohu was injured like that, even if he was sent back to the barracks, the probability of surviving was very low, so yesterday Yang Shengcai's heart sank when he just saw the person being carried in, because such a soldier generally means the end.

But I didn't expect people to wake up today, except for the pain of the wound, they looked no different from ordinary wounded soldiers, which really shocked these people who have been military doctors all their lives.

Ning Yi simply sat down:

"In that case, as long as the treatment is timely and the amount of blood loss is not too much, it can still be contested."

In fact, that kind of trauma can be directly dealt with in the modern emergency operating room, but in this era, the conditions are limited, there is no possibility of blood transfusion, and there is no way to effectively deal with the complications during the operation, so it is still possible to save the operation only if it is sent in time and the amount of blood loss is not enough to cause hemorrhagic shock.

Although what Ning Ji said was just a fight, there was an example of Meng Xiaohu, who could still live after cutting his intestines alive, and everyone regarded Ning Ji as a miracle doctor with a strange method but very effective, which made Ning Ji a little crying and laughing.

What is this? Is this what made him a surgeon who studied hard for nearly twenty years in the cold window of the modern era to achieve his achievements in ancient times?

"Young Master Ning, can you teach us? Either we want to steal the division, or there are too many wounded soldiers like this in this battle, and it is always good to save one more. ”

The person who spoke was none other than the old military doctor who was taken to another hospital by Yan Yunzhou last time Ning Zhi was sick and finally came up with the idea of "conjuring spirits", he had been in the barracks all his life, and this request was indeed not out of selfishness, but it made Ning Qi a little embarrassed.

If you want to teach something else, it would be better to let him teach these military doctors who have been saving people with decoction medicine from scratch to disembowel and disembowel people for surgery, which is more difficult than asking him to write another doctoral dissertation.

"It's not that I'm hiding my secrets, but I really don't know where to teach, the process of surgery is complex and changeable, take yesterday's operation as an example, the position of the small intestine is changeable, once you get it wrong, people will die directly."

Modern medical students can stand on the operating table at least seven years of cold window reading, a seemingly simple surgery, but the things contained in it have been learned for several years, it is really not the so-called overnight practice.

Yang Sheng witnessed the whole process of yesterday's operation:

"Ning Gongzi won't hide his secrets, I watched the whole process of the operation yesterday, and I can't learn it in a few years."

Yang Sheng's level is first-class here, and he said that it was impossible to do it, that is, it was really impossible to do it, and Ning Ji looked at a few people before speaking:

"The operation is really difficult to complete, but you can consult with Doctor Yang to suture the wound, and Doctor Yang has already been discharged."

After all, this kind of surgery is for him to do, and he can't guarantee that he can save everyone's life, so the promotion of surgery is destined to be an unsolvable problem in this era.

But suturing the wound is not the same, as long as there is anesthetic, suturing the wound only needs to overcome the psychological difficulties at the beginning, the follow-up is still easier to get started, to say a bad word, the operation of suturing has practice makes perfect, a big war, the most important thing is the wounded who need to be stitched, there are only a lot of opportunities to practice, once or twice unfamiliar, more sewing a few times, and then out of the division.

Yang Sheng also nodded, there have been a lot of injured people who have been dealt with by his hands in the past few days, and when Ning Xuan was about to say a few more words, Dark Xuan suddenly hurried in, his face was not very good, and he went straight to Ning Ji to speak:

"Ning Gongzi, you come with me."

Ning Qi's heart sank when he saw Dark Xuan's face, and his first reaction was that he thought something had happened to Yan Yunzhou, so he immediately got up and went out with him, and only when he arrived outside the camp did he speak urgently:

"What's wrong? Yan Yunzhou is not feeling well? ”

Dark Xuan looked at his eager appearance and knew that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly waved his hand:

"Ah, no, no, the prince is fine, you come with me."

Dark Xuan took Ning Qi to a side room in Yan Yunzhou's courtyard, and as soon as he entered the house, Ning Qi smelled a smell of blood, and at this moment Yan Yunzhou was also in the house, he looked this person up and down for the first time, for fear that it was the smell of blood on his body, but fortunately, the person was neatly dressed, and he was still the one who got up early in the morning, and he didn't look injured, but he had deep eyebrows and eyes, and his face was ugly:

"What's wrong?"

Yan Yunzhou turned his head sideways, raised his hand slightly, and his voice was a little tight:

"Look at their wounds, can they be treated?"

Ning Ji turned his head to look at the injured person on the couch, there were three people who were injured, and the injuries were all on the limbs, he looked down at the wound, and his eyes tightened at this look.

The places where these people were injured were all skin and flesh turned up, and even a little burnt, this was not injured by ordinary weapons, it looked like they were injured by the explosion, the explosion? The one who was injured by the explosion could only be gunpowder, but the gunpowder had always been in their hands, how could Yan Yunzhou's people be injured by gunpowder?

Ning Yao's face changed a little, and the first thought was that someone else had made gunpowder, and he suddenly looked at Yan Yunzhou:

"Wounded by gunpowder? Who was hurt? ”

Chapter 73: You'd better tell the king the truth

Yan Yunzhou's face turned pale:

"It's the old horseman of the green sheep that blew up."

Ning Yao's eyes widened:

"What?"

Yan Yunzhou was obviously angry, but now was not the time to speak, these wounded soldiers on the bed were still waiting to deal with their wounds, and Dark Xuan was very discerning and sent in all the scalpels used by Ning Yao, and Ning Qi spoke:

"Let Yang Sheng bring the anesthetic over and bring more salt water in."

The wound of this explosion is different from the wound of ordinary sharp weapon cuts, and the wound will be mixed with gunpowder slag, which must be cleaned up, Yang Sheng also followed, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he knew that he couldn't ask more, and he buried his head in helping Ning Jiao work.

Ning Qi first rinsed the wound with normal saline, rinsed the fine gunpowder and sand on the wound, and then began to stitch up the blown wound, because this wound is different from the smoothness of the sword wound, and it takes a lot of effort to stitch it up, Yang Sheng also picked up the smaller wound and helped deal with it.

The more serious positions were handed over to Ning Qi, and some of the wounds still had burns outside, and there was no way to suture them, so Ning Qi could only coat the surface with allicin to prevent the wound from becoming infected, and then wrap it with gauze, fortunately, none of these people were injured in the critical position, even if their lives were unhindered, it was also a blessing in misfortune.

It's been almost half an hour since everything was dealt with like this, Yang Sheng knew that it was inconvenient to listen to this matter, so after dealing with it, he went directly out of the camp tent, and Yan Yunzhou, Dark Xuan, Ning Ji and three soldiers were left in the house, and Ning Ji poured out his efforts to ask:

"What's going on? Qingyang's old-fashioned gunpowder exploded? Where is he? ”

Yan Yunzhou sat on the seat at the door and pressed his eyebrows:

"A few days ago, I ordered someone to bring Qingyang to Baicheng, he deduced that there were still some things that were not done, two days late, so he told these people to transport some of the gunpowder he had made, and he was afraid that something would happen on the road, so he transported the gunpowder in batches, and these people were one of them, and the gunpowder on the road suddenly exploded for some reason, injuring the soldiers transported."

From Yan Yunzhou's tone, it is not difficult to see his anger towards Qingyang, if the old man is here now, it is estimated that the new hatred and old hatred will be liquidated together, Ning Yi looked at the few people lying on the couch:

"Fortunately, it was delivered in batches, if it really came in batches, it would be a tragedy."

It's not even a tragedy, it's a joke, and before his gunpowder is used on the enemy's body, he blew up his own people like this, and if this thing spreads, the consequences can be imagined.

Not to mention what the enemy will think, even the soldiers will be resistant to this gunpowder, after all, this thing will hurt himself before killing the enemy, and his morale will be damaged, which is why Yan Yunzhou did not directly send these three people to the wounded barracks, but placed them in his own courtyard and called Ning Qi back to deal with the wounds.

This matter must be blocked from the news, otherwise, if it is used by people with intentions, gunpowder will not only not become their hole card, but will also become a constraint.

"How many batches of gunpowder are there? Can the rest be safely arrived? ”

"The gunpowder was divided into six batches, and this is one of them, and the rest has arrived."

Ning Yi immediately asked:

"Let's put it away from the crowd first, keep it guarded, and don't see an open fire."

Yan Yunzhou naturally knows that it is powerful:

"It's already guarded and placed in the other garden."

"When will the old Taoist priest of Qingyang arrive?"

"I've already sent someone to catch him, he left yesterday, and he will arrive tonight if he is soon."

When it comes to Qingyang, Yan Yunzhou doesn't have a good temper, and Ning Ji also knows that he originally had a prejudice against Qingyang against his demagoguery against the first emperor's medicine, and this time something like this happened, it was even more infuriating.

Ning Ji couldn't help but think about this gunpowder, when he was in school, he only learned □□ reaction, but he had never done it, and naturally he had never seen a real □□, but Ning Ji also had some understanding of the safety of this thing, this kind of home-made bomb should not be very safe, afraid of fire, afraid of heat and afraid of impact.

Yan Yunzhou sighed:

"Let's go, let's go back to the room first."

If you have to ask again, you have to wait for the old Taoist priest of Qingyang to come, he stood up with the armrest, and looked at his slow movements, Ning Yi raised his hand to help him:

"What did you do in the morning? Discomfort in the legs. ”

He frowned slightly and looked down at his legs, Yan Yunzhou didn't speak, Ning Xuan looked at Dark Xuan on the side, and Dark Xuan felt pressure on this gaze:

"The prince went to the school in the morning, and there has been a competition in the army in the past few days, and it is estimated that he has been sitting for a long time."

Although it was clear and sunny outside, the wind was very strong, and it was conceivable that this man sat outside in armor all morning:

"Hurry into the house and get warm."

He helped people back, lunch had already been delivered, and now they were in the city, not in the barracks, so the food was fine, but it was definitely not comparable to the palace, but Ning Yi was also very content.