Xiao Lingyue first softened the blood scab on the wound with a clean hot towel, then took out the alcohol bottle from the small bag Qingluo brought and moistened it with a clean cotton ball.
She gently said to Hanhan: "It might hurt a little, can you bear with it a little bit?"
"Mother, Hanhan is not afraid of pain." Hanhan said courageously.
Xiao Lingyue praised: "Hanhan is so brave!"
The little guy's cheeks are slightly red and his eyes are sparkling.
Next to him, Beibei recognized the alcohol bottle in his mother's hand, and immediately looked at Hanhan with sympathy.
The contents of this bottle were used by him when he accidentally fell and injured himself...
It hurts so much!
Of course, Xiao Lingyue also knew how painful it was when alcohol irritated the wound, but there was nothing she could do about it. In an environment like this in ancient times, it would be good if she could produce high-concentration alcohol. Other disinfectants were chemicals, and she could not make them.
come out.
So, with a hint of apology, Xiao Lingyue used a cotton ball dipped in alcohol to disinfect Hanhan's wound.
As soon as the two touched each other, Hanhan's eyes widened and he screamed: "Ah!!"
"What did you use?" Zhan Beihan suddenly grabbed Xiao Lingyue's wrist.
Hanhan was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat and gasped for air.
Xiao Lingyue frowned and broke away from Zhan Beihan's hand: "This is for disinfecting the wound to prevent infection."
Zhan Beihan took her wrist and smelled it.
There was a pungent smell of alcohol on the cotton ball.
"Is this strong liquor?" Zhan Beihan looked at her suspiciously.
Washing the wound with spirits can indeed help the wound recover and reduce the chance of high fever that persists after the injury.
This is a secret that only the most skilled military doctors on the battlefield know, and it must never be passed on to outsiders.
Almost no one in the public knows about it.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't explain to him the difference between spirits and alcohol, so she could only vaguely say: "Absolutely, this one is more effective than spirits."
Alcohol disinfection is to reduce trauma infection, and infection can easily cause inflammation and high fever.
In ancient times, due to the lack of disinfection and anti-inflammatory drugs, any minor injury was very dangerous. Once inflammation, infection and high fever persisted, the effect of taking decoctions was minimal. Whether you survived or not depended on luck.
When Zhan Beihan was fighting, he saw many soldiers who had high fevers due to injuries and were eventually burned to death.
Washing the wound with strong alcohol is the best a military doctor can do, but even this cannot guarantee that the injured person will not develop a fever.
Something more potent than hard liquor?
Zhan Beihan's eyes flashed slightly and he looked at Hanhan again.
The little guy didn't seem to be in so much pain anymore, and he was lying on the bed dying.
Beibei looked at him with gloating: "Didn't you just say you weren't afraid of pain? How do you feel now?"
Hanhan's eyes filled with tears: "...wuwu."
Seeing how pitiful he was, Beibei felt soft and gave him a gentle blow.
A breeze blew by, and the wounds that were irritated by the alcohol became ice-cold, making it feel particularly comfortable.
Han Han opened his eyes wide in shock: "It turns out that it really doesn't hurt after blowing on it!"
North:"......"
"Can you let go? Don't waste my time." Xiao Lingyue frowned and looked at Zhan Beihan's hand. Popular『』