Li Chongrun was a little angry and finally made some atmosphere. He originally wanted to have an ambiguous relationship with his wife and drove a car. He was so busy that he hadn't touched the ground recently that he hadn't had a chance to get angry for a long time. If this continues, he will only
I'm afraid I'm going to run away.
"Miss Bing'er is in the secret room and says he will know when the prince goes."
"It's a mysterious thing. Could it be that he has captured Monk Wuchen?"
A man is disturbed when he takes off his pants, and his temper is much higher than when he gets up.
Li Chongrun entered the secret passage angrily. Before he could turn the corner, he heard a bit of pain moans accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol, and a few moans begging for mercy.
All the torch fires in the secret room were lit. The weather was already a bit hot, and when the numerous lights were reflected, there was a faint smell of anxiety in the air.
In the middle of the secret room, next to the table where Li Chongrun’s desk was, there were a group of people. There were also a few figures surrounding the prison at the end of the secret room, as if they were watching the figures in the cage.
"The prince is here!" Several people were surrounded in the middle of the secret room, and the tallest one was the yellow-haired little loli Aisha. Just as she looked up, she saw Li Chongrun's figure, and she shouted like a general amnesty.
“What’s the situation?”
Aisha and the others surrounded the platform very closely. Li Chongrun could only vaguely see a pair of mud-stuck feet leaking out from the platform's head. His skin was a little dark and his skin looked a little rough. He should be a man.
"I have taught you so many times. The circumference is so dense that the patient will be unable to breathe and spread a little."
The yellow-haired little loli Aisha and Wu Qi were studying medicine with Li Chongrun, so there should be a patient in the middle, Li Chongrun judged.
It was just that the crowd dispersed a little, and Li Chongrun saw the figure on the stage, looking familiar.
"Ah, it's the veterinarian I interviewed that day. Didn't he join the 10-member group? He was injured in just a few days?"
Isn’t it that Lao Bai is lying on the stage?
"Wu Qi, are the tools ready?" Lao Bai was still wearing the linen robe on the stage, but his chest had been cut open, and several ferocious wounds were exposed with grinning, and washed by alcohol.
, the color is a bit white.
"You are ready. The old man woke up while cleaning the wound just now and struggled a little hard. Fortunately, Master Li used the needle and then became quieter."
It was only then that Li Chongrun met Master Li who had cooperated with him to pretend to be sick before.
But the situation was a bit urgent at this moment, and Li Chongrun had no time to be polite to Master Li, but just nodded quickly, saying hello.
" "Have the wound been investigated?"
"Not yet." Aisha was stained with blood. It was thought that she was stained with when she was trying to control Lao Bai just now.
"According to the method I taught before, Aisha and Wu Qi prepare equipment, let's first investigate the wound. Then, you go and boil some willow roots and dandelion water."
"Alcohol, where is alcohol?"
Bing'er, who was originally interrogating, heard the yelling sounds here and came over to watch the fun with curiosity.
Fortunately, the internal organs were not damaged, but the weapon did not seem to be particularly sharp. It was more like to say it was torn rather than a broken wound.
"sewing."
Fortunately, it was just a skin injury. Li Chongrun pressed the ribs near the wound and found no signs of fracture. Although there was a lot of blood, it was not difficult to deal with. Since the wound had been disinfected with alcohol, Li Chongrun was ready to suture it.
Although the girls have been studying the theory for a long time, they have heard Li Chongrun talk about it many times, and they have never interned in a real person.
Although they worked in the white tent where the refugees were picked up a few days ago, they saved many people by Li Chongrun, and they also met many people but did not wake up again.
However, there are very few traumas there, so I have never had the opportunity to practice stitching.
Today, the wound on the old white body can be considered a bit spectacular, and it is not particularly deep. It is a very good practice material. Just a few little girls have arrived, "Just treat it as an experimental class." Li Chongrun
I sighed like this.
They simply made a move, and several little girls took turns to work, each sewing a piece.
But this thing really depends on talent and craftsmanship. People like Wu Qi who are good at female workers have their wounds that are flat and straight. People like Aisha who have never touched needles and threads before, and even though the wounds are sutured, they are considered qualified.
, but it is inevitable that it is a bit crooked.
In the end, even the old Taoist Master Li, who was watching by the side, couldn't help but feel a little relieved. After disinfecting, he followed up and sewed a piece of wound.
Master Li is worthy of being a master of needles. A wound was sewn flat and straight. He also buried the thread very carefully, leaving only a small part exposed outside, looking extremely beautiful.
Finally, I carefully bandaged it with a steamed white bun. This time the wound did not hurt the internal organs like the last time I saved Lao Chen. I didn’t need a sandbag to press it, I just need to bandage it.
These white stacked cloths were sold in the Western Regions. My cousin saw that the cloth was white and thick, and she was going to use it for soles and costumes, but she happened to be discovered by Li Chongrun, so she took a lot of them to make without hesitation.
It's a bandage.
"The skill of stitching wounds still needs to be practiced." Although Aisha, who was the most ugly among these people, was much better than Li Chongrun's stitching, which did not prevent Li Chongrun from holding the teacher's stance
Tell me. "Let's go back to the old Li family store and buy some cowhide to use as teaching aids for everyone, and practice the skills of sewing wounds."
"The medicine is here, the medicine is here." The girl who was ordered to boil the medicine rushed over with a bowl of dirty soup, but now Lao Bai is still being controlled by Master Li's needle. It's really
Can't open your mouth.
After letting go of the golden needle, Lao Bai suddenly let out a shrill scream. It was heart-wrenching and not like the world, which made Li Chongrun feel ashamed.
Fortunately, the wound was bandaged a little tightly and was not torn open by Lao Bai's screaming.
Several people took the medicine to Lao Bai, and Master Li gave him a few more injections. Lao Bai fell asleep in a drowsy way.
"What's the case?"
Li Chongrun walked to the prison. There was a tall and thin young man inside, looking like a rescued refugee, but he was beaten very miserably. His eyes were covered with bruises and swollen.
Some of them can't open it anymore, and they look like a sad frog.
"This man attacked Lao Bai, but fortunately he was discovered in time, so he was sent here." Bing'er followed and explained to Li Chongrun what happened.
"Why did this person attack Lao Bai? Is there any conspiracy?" Li Chongrun looked at Bing'er in confusion. Lao Bai was from the group of ten people. Could it be that Lao Bai discovered some secret when he was attacked? This kid killed him for the sake of