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"Oh..." Lu Jun nodded in a vague way.

But I was secretly surprised.

He knew that cold water stone was a medicine. It is spicy, salty, and cold in nature. It is connected to the heart, stomach, and kidney meridians. It can clear heat and relieve fire, clear orifices, and reduce swelling. I don’t know that it has this function.

Within a day, Zhen Shiniang gave him too much surprise, and he couldn't digest it, so he simply stopped thinking and stared at Zhen Shiniang's movements intently, while instructing his little apprentice to record every word Zhen Shiniang said.

The broken hand was quickly retrieved.

Debridement, vascular anastomosis, bone fixation, repair of tendons, nerves...

With the cooperation of Lu Jun** and others, Zhen Shiniang was busy nervously.

"When anastomosis, you must anastomosis of the veins first and then anastomosis of the arteries..." While neatly cutting off the outer membrane at the end of the blood vessel, Zhen Shiniang explained to everyone seriously, "If the broken limb ischemia is severe, you can also anastomosis of an artery for blood supply..."

Replanting broken limbs is different from amputation. Limbing blood vessels is enough to achieve the goal of not bleeding. No high suture skills are required. Replanting broken limbs requires connecting blood vessels. It is necessary to ensure that they can be unobstructed after being connected, restore blood circulation, and repair the nerves and tendons. Once they are not properly connected, the hand cannot be alive. No one can do it without practicing it. When she studied vascular anastomosis in her previous life, she practiced on the corpse hundreds or thousands of times before she dared to go to the operating table to be an assistant.

These Lu Jun and his disciples can't do it for the time being.

The sand is flowing...

It got dark inside the room.

Lu Jun ordered the house to be filled with candles.

Sweat flowed along his forehead into a river. Zhen Shiniang blinked hard, keeping her eyes clear, and mechanically commanded her, scissors, tweezers, threading...

Her tone is simple and capable, and she no longer has the extra energy to explain to everyone.

"water……"

A glass of milk was handed to his mouth immediately, and Zhen Shiniang drank half of the cup, "Thank you."

She nodded and signaled the person who was handing over the water to flash to the side, but saw a huge black shadow covering it.

Zhen Shiniang looked up and said, "The general is back?"

Shen Zhongqing was looking at her with a serious expression on his face as he was holding half a glass of milk.

Seeing her raise her head, she took the cloth scarf handed over by Lu Jun and carefully wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Zhen Shiniang wanted to smile, but then she realized that her nervous movements had made her face numb. She nodded to Shen Zhongqing with an expressionless face, "General, let go first, I'll be fine soon..."

I lowered my head and became busy.

"Okay..." After sewing the last stitch, Zhen Shiniang threw the needle into the drag plate and raised her head, "The rest is to sew the skin, come on." She looked at **.

"Okay!" ** happily took the needle that my junior brother had used mulberry thread to pierce.

As soon as she moved, Zhen Shiniang felt her legs numb. She tried her best to control her movements and get up to move away from the main surgery position, but her body still couldn't help but shake it and was held by a big hand.

Zhen Shiniang was shocked and turned around and saw that it was Shen Zhongqing. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She grabbed him and moved towards the chair next to her, "My legs are numb." She joked with a smile.

Looking at the blood-stained hands that grabbed his clothes, Shen Zhongqing frowned.

Sitting down on the chair, Zhen Shiniang calmed down for a while, then she looked down at **'s movements, and spoke from time to time to point out a few words.

The skin was sutured, the medicine was applied to bandage, and the wrist was fixed with cold water stone powder. Zhen Shiniang looked up at the roving pot. No wonder she saw Shen Zhongqing, which was already four times in the hour of Hai.
Chapter completed!