Part 43 Chapter 43 Bone Healing

The doctor took the bones brought by Xiahou Yi and studied them for a long time, and I don't know what kind of material they are, they are delicate and smooth to the touch, the texture is firm and tough, they can be straightened and bent, they seem to be very skin-friendly, and the shape and size are also suitable, and they seem to be usable. At present, I can only try, and the injury can not be delayed any longer.

There is still a lot of preparation to be done before surgery. First, find a skilled craftsman and polish it into a suitable shape and size according to the size of Han Yue's arm and the human bone model. Then it is necessary to prepare a sufficient amount of hemp boiling powder and hemostatic medicine, in order not to leave a scar, but also to prepare the silkworm, and then draw new silk for suturing. By the way, human blood is also required!

For Xiahou Yi, who is in the underground palace and above 10,000 people, these are just things to move his mouth and transfer troops to divide the work, but he still decided to personally supervise the implementation one by one to rest assured.

In one day, everything is ready to go. In order to prevent excessive blood loss, the operating room is located in a deep ice cave, which is in the lower layer of the underground palace and freezes all year round. There were as many as 10 people who participated in the operation. In the white curtain tent more than one zhang high is the chief surgeon, two male doctors in charge of anesthesia and hemostasis, two female doctors in charge of delivering tools and supplies, and one person in charge of suturing. Outside the curtain, the two weavers were waiting by the pot with hot water, ready to extract silk from the cocoon, as well as Xiahou Yi and Alu.

Han Yue, who had been poured a large amount of hemp in advance, was lying quietly on the ice bed at the moment, his originally thin figure, after several days of tossing, was now as thin as a piece of paper, his whole body was covered with a white cloth, and only a bare injured arm was stretched out. Under the clear ice, the injured arm showed a translucent blue-white, thin and stiff, and even faintly visible pale cyan blood vessels under the skin.

The doctor who was in charge of the knife gently patted his arm with his hand, in order to confirm the direction of the blood vessels and the location of the injured bones, and chose the location of the knife, he held his breath, and used the thin silver blade that had been frozen in advance, piercing deeply into the skin, slowly cutting the injured arm, as the blade swam away little by little, the bright red blood beads were slowly oozing out, and the male doctor next to him quickly sprayed ice mist, and the blood beads were instantly coagulated. The knife edge was opened two inches, and the doctor reached into his second finger and pinched the detached forearm bone...

The frozen interior is surprisingly quiet, not only because the young master is here to supervise, but also because this is an operation that has never been done before, no one knows what the chance of success is, even the doctor himself is not sure, and everyone does not even have the courage to pant loudly. Xiahou Yi closed his eyes, and he could even feel the slightest sound of the cold and sharp blade slicing through Han Yue's soft skin.

Suddenly, an "ah" sound, a tearing scream broke the silence, and everyone was shocked. This cry was so tragic that it must have been extremely painful when the broken bone was pulled out, which made Han Yue, who was deeply anesthetized, subconsciously cry out. Xiahou Yi's heart tightened, opened his eyes, and stared at the curtain. Blood spots gradually appeared on the white curtains, like cold plums after a little snow, which was shocking.

At the same time, the whole curtain suddenly began to be busy, the figures were staggered, and the two female healers were shuttling back and forth, one weaver was smoking silk with her fingers, and the other dexterously twisted every seven silk into an extremely slender silk thread, and handed it to the female healer's blood-stained hands one by one. Xiahou was sour, he had never been afraid when he was injured, why was he so nervous and worried today.

The operation was finally over, and although it was cold to the bone, several people were covered in sweat.

There is an open-air warm spring at the back of the Lingyuan Palace, which is steaming all year round, which was specially brought from the mountains for Xiahou Yi to cultivate his true body. At this time, Han Yue, who was still unconscious, was lying inside, with an injured arm outside the pool. Xiahou sat at the stone table by the pool, holding the broken bone in his hand. The bones were milky white, and there were still undried blood stains and shredded flesh on them, he picked up the silk handkerchief and wanted to wipe it clean, but after a moment of hesitation, he put it down, wouldn't it be more memorable to carry his flesh and blood. He got up and found a box made of camphor wood, wiped the inside and out, wrapped the bones in a clean silk handkerchief, and then carefully put it in the box and put it away.

The next thing is to wait for Han Yue to wake up, and he suddenly feels a little tired.

Han Yue opened his eyes, he couldn't remember how he got here, he felt like he had a long, long dream. He wanted to get up, but he had no strength at all, and he couldn't move at all. He wanted to call Huan Yi Mengzi's name, but he opened his mouth, angry like a gossamer. Luckily, his neck could still move, so he could only lie down and look around. It seemed to be a very large room, very dark and somewhat cloudy, although there was a charcoal basin in the house. If it weren't for the extraordinarily gorgeous furnishings that were faintly visible in the house, and the brocade quilt was so soft and comfortable, he really thought that he was imprisoned in Langya's prison.

He remembered that he had injured his arm because of the lotus flower, and what happened to him? It seemed to be a bone, and it seemed to have failed, as if he said to go to Chenliu, and then what happened? The memory was really intermittent and vague.

After waking up for a while, I heard someone coming in, and my steps were very light. Then the face of a young and handsome woman met Han Yue's eyes, and he saw that he was looking at him with his eyes open. The woman suddenly exclaimed happily, "You're awake! Great! He's awake, he's awake!" and ran away.

Soon there was a rush of footsteps from far and near, and it seemed that there were at least five or six people, both men and women. Then the room also became brighter. Then several unfamiliar faces leaned over Han Yue's head. It was an old man and four young and pretty women.

An old man asked softly, "How do you feel?" Han Yue opened his mouth, wanting to say something but didn't make a sound. The young woman next to her asked, "Doctor, why can't he speak?" The old man called the doctor said, "I'm afraid the breath is too weak, and you can recuperate for two days." Then the old man gently ran his fingers across the back of Han Yue's injured arm and asked, "Do you feel it?" Han Yue felt a little itchy, and he nodded his head slightly. The old man flicked a few of his fingers lightly, and Han Yue felt it again. The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said to everyone, "It seems that it is connected." Hearing the old man's words, the people at the bedside all showed happy expressions. I heard someone say, "Great, the young secretary will be very happy to come back." ”

Who is Shaosi? Is there a person named Shaosi in your memory? No matter who it is, it seems that they saved themselves, but what about Uncle Mengzi and them, where are they? Han Yue pondered.

In the following days, these four women took turns to take care of Han Yue, and whenever Han Yue opened his eyes, there must be at least one person guarding him. Feeding medicine and soup, changing dressing, bathing in hot springs, and even going to the toilet, these four women did not shy away from it, but they made Han Yue's face beat warmly, and they couldn't bear to see it.

Under the careful care of the four of them, Han Yue gradually felt that he had the strength and could speak, but the four of them rarely said superfluous words to him, and whenever they encountered his questions, they only smiled and did not answer. Han Yue didn't ask any more, after all, they are all subordinates, there is no need to embarrass them, maybe the master here has explained something, let's talk about it later. After another day, he could barely walk around with support, but his range of activities was only in the house and the hot springs in the back.

It's strange here, there are no windows in the house, and no sunlight is shining in, but there is a sky over the hot springs, but there is no sun to see, and you can only guess the stars through the changes of light and darkness. I don't know how many times it rotated day and night.

On this day, Han Yue was sleeping in the hot spring, and there was a faint sound of conversation in his ears, two men and one woman. He frowned, opened his eyes, leaned on the edge of the pool, and was getting up, and when he raised his eyes, there was a long figure standing by the pool.

Xiahou Yi's expressionless face was looking at him condescendingly. Han Yue stood in the pool, and was stunned for a moment. He had imagined many times what the owner of this place would be, but he never thought it would be him.

Seeing this, the woman on duty hurriedly took her clothes and wanted to help Han Yue out, but was stopped by Xiahou Yi: "Continue to soak." This was clearly said to himself, in a commanding tone. Han Yue sat in the warm spring again. In this way, one sits in the pool and the other stands on the edge of the pool.

No one spoke, and after a while, Han Yue felt that the hot spring was steaming and his throat was a little dry, and his face was also dizzy. He coughed lightly, and handed over a glass of water with one hand, because he was feeding a large amount of decoction every day, so the doctor explained that he would not give Han Yue tea. Han Yue took a drink and drank it all, he wiped the corners of his mouth, turned his head and said "thank you" to Xiahou Yi, finally breaking the deadlock.

"Ready?"

"Well, it's done. ”

Xiahou shook the rattle on the stone table next to him, and the woman on duty came in immediately. Xiahou Yi was still standing aside, quietly watching the woman on duty change Han Yue's clothes, change the dressing, and feed the medicine. After all these processes were done, Han Yue leaned on the bed half-lying and half-sitting, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. Han Yue said.

"Who was hurt?" asked Xiahou Yi as he sat on the edge of the bed and raised his injured arm slightly.

"Self-inflicted injury. Han Yue replied truthfully, and was afraid that Xiahou would misunderstand that he couldn't think of committing suicide, so he hurriedly explained: "I wanted to make a stunt, but I didn't use it well, but I hurt myself." After saying that, he was dumbfounded.

"What kind of place is this?" asked Han Yue

"Lingyuan Temple. ”

"Lingyuan Palace?" Han Yue looked around the room and said, "It's gorgeous." I heard that the owner of this place is called Shaosi, when did you introduce me to me, I should thank you in person for saving my life. ”

"Good. How are you going to thank you. ”

"If this host has any requests, I will do my best to accommodate them. ”

"Any request, if you want to stay here forever?" Xia Hou Yi had been holding the hand of the injured arm before gently letting go.

"Stay forever?" Han Yue didn't expect this request, he thought about it for a while, and said seriously: "I still have unfinished business, if this young secretary really has such a request, when I finish my work, I will definitely come back to fulfill it." ”

Xiahou Yi raised his head and stared at Han Yue's face, and the corner of his mouth showed that weird smile again: "You said it." Han Yue was a little nervous.

"Young Master, dinner is ready. At some point, the woman on duty and Aru walked in and said softly.

"Shaosi, you, that Shaosi?!" Han Yue's eyes widened when he heard the woman on duty call Xiahou Yi like this.

Xiahou ignored him, turned his face to the woman on duty and said, "Get it all here." ”

Soon a table of dishes was set up, and of course, there was also a special sick meal for Han Yue. Xiahou picked up the bowl and sat on the edge of the bed to feed Han Yue spoonful by spoonful. When the woman on duty on the side saw it, she was so frightened that she wanted to go over to take the job, but was stopped by Aru, who was standing on the side. The woman on duty whispered in surprise: Did you see it, the young secretary was actually feeding him. Aruyang raised his eyebrows, indicating that he was used to it, and he was not surprised.

After feeding Han Yue, Xiahou returned to the table and moved his chopsticks. Han Yue looked at him and saw that he was eating very slowly, and every time he moved his chopsticks, he had to chew them for a while, and then swallow them slowly. It's not like eating meat and drinking a lot of wine yourself.

Looking at it, Han Yue became interested, and shouted at Xiahou, "Is there any wine?"

The woman on duty on the side shouted, "You don't even want to drink tea, you still want to drink?" Xiahou didn't say anything, and Han Yue also felt that his request was a bit excessive, and it was definitely no fun. Unexpectedly, after a while, Xiahou said: "Take the wine." It turned out that it was not that he refused, but that he didn't finish a bite of food just now, so he didn't speak. It's a great example of a super eater.

The woman on duty looked at Aru, who gave her a look and asked her to do so. "So, I don't know what kind of wine to take?" asked the woman on duty timidly.

"Let's make a wave sacrifice. Xiahou thought for a moment.

"Yes. ”

The wine altar was served, a small altar, and the word "wave sacrifice" was written in black letters on a white background on the altar in wild grass. Aru opened the altar seal, but he couldn't smell a trace of wine. Aru poured a glass and handed it to Han Yue's uninjured left hand, Han Yue sniffed it, the wine tasted very light, and drank it all. I feel that the entrance is very light, there is no spicy burning sensation of wine, but it is as clear as drinking a mountain spring, and I feel a fragrant smell of wine from the tip of my throat and tongue after swallowing.

"Good wine, where did it come from?" Han Yue asked for another glass, Alu looked at Cao Yi, and saw that the master didn't speak, so he poured another glass for Han Yue.

"Dongying. Xiahou Yi was still eating unhurriedly.

"Won't you drink with us?"

"The young secretary never drinks. "The woman on duty seems to have talked a little too much today.

This kind of wine that is as light as water, for Han Yue, a thousand cups are also drunk, and three cups are drunk after a while. Aru said that he wouldn't give anything the fourth cup, Han Yue reached out to grab it, and the two argued with the wine glass. Xiahou put down his chopsticks, walked over and snatched the wine glass that the two of them were holding tightly, raised his head, and drank it. All three people in the room were stunned. Didn't you say that this young master never drank alcohol? And he still used Han Yue's cup.

Finally, Xiahou Yi and Han Yue were left in the room.

Han Yue asked: "Didn't you say that you never drink, why did you rob me of wine." ”

Xiahou Yi leaned his face to Han Yue, the tip of his nose was about to touch Han Yue's face, and a pair of slender Danfeng eyes stared at Han Yue's eyes. Han Yue's heart was beating and she whispered, "You, no, you'll get drunk with one cup." ”

Xia Hou stared at it for a while before he turned his face away and said, "I've got acne, I'm going to let them adjust the food tomorrow." When Han Yue heard this, she immediately touched her face with her left hand, and it took a long time to touch a small bag at the corner of her forehead, and it was a little stinging to the touch.

"Slept. Xiahou raised her voice and said, and the woman on duty outside the door hurriedly entered the house, and first put Han Yue down and covered the quilt. Then he laid out the futon on the Luohan couch on the side, and Xiahou lay on the Luohan couch and stopped making a sound.

Just slept like this?Han Yue glanced at Xiahou Yi, who was facing away from him in the dark, and sighed in disappointment.