Chapter 106? A dead horse is a living horse doctor (3)
Zhang Xiaowu had no choice but to vomit three times. Gu Ruoxi jumped up happily and skipped back to his car. When Gu Qingxi saw her little sister coming back and was about to ask questions, she saw her rummaging through the boxes and stuffing Gu Qing
He took out a piece of white satin from the box and ran away like flying.
At this time, Zhang Xiaowu had taken off his armor and changed into clean clothes. Chen Boqing saw that he was taking off his clothes without avoiding people, but he was also cool and free. And his strong and streamlined muscles were like those of a cheetah. He was indeed a fierce general. Chen Boqing recalled that he was young.
I had this kind of muscles when I was young, but as I got older, the muscles became looser.
Gu Ruoxi walked in holding the white gauze, and Zhang Xiaowu used scissors to cut all the silk and satin into cloth ribbons without hesitation. He was confused but did not dare to ask for fear of disturbing others.
Zhang Xiaowu then washed his hands with wine and dried them before threading the needle and thread. He told Wang Yijin: "Bake the scissors on the wick for five puffs. After five puffs, take it off and wait for ten puffs. Then bake it again after ten puffs."
Take five puffs and repeat like this, do you understand?"
"I understand." Wang Yijin said hurriedly.
Zhang Xiaowu sat next to Niu Mugen and said: "I will use strong alcohol to disinfect your wound...to decontaminate it. You can only endure the pain now. You will either die or be in pain. What do you choose?"
"I choose pain." Niu Mugen said hurriedly. Who wants to die if he can survive? He naturally chose to live. So he drank a few more sips of strong liquor.
My body feels dizzy.
Zhang Xiaowu stuffed a sweat towel into Niu Mugen's mouth. Niu Mugen hurriedly said: "Colonel Colonel, can you change it to a new sweat towel? Whose sweat towel is this? It's too smelly."
"You still dislike yourself?" Zhao Suo shouted, and the others couldn't help laughing, but it diluted a lot of tension.
Zhang Xiaowu turned to look at Gu Ruoxi. Gu Ruoxi felt something was wrong. As expected, he asked: "Excuse me, Miss Second, if you have a handkerchief?"
If someone had asked like this, Gu Ruoxi would have called her over, but when Zhang Xiaowu came to borrow it, she couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and hand it over. Zhang Xiaowu thanked him, took the handkerchief, stuffed it into Niu Mugen's mouth, and told him: "No matter how much it is, it doesn't matter."
It hurts, please bear with it. It’s okay if you’re sorry for me. Don’t be sorry for the second lady’s handkerchief.”
Wusong joked: "You are also blessed with so many blessings. We are all so envious of you."
Zhao Suo said: "This was obtained with one sword. If you are envious, you can also learn from him."
Niu Mugen chuckled: "Alright."
Hu Li stood aside and said angrily: "You don't know how to live or die, you have other idle thoughts to tease me."
Zhang Xiaowu laughed and said, "It's good to have some leisure time, so as not to suffer unbearable pain later." He used a homemade cotton swab to start cleaning the wound on Niu Mugen's back. Although he moved gently, the pain from the liquor soaking into the meat made Niu Mugen
Mugen suddenly let out bursts of screams, and Zhang Xiaowu said: "Hu Li, Zhao Suo, Sanwan, Chen Daxia, the four of you, hold him down quickly, don't let him move around, the wound will easily burst and bleed to death."
The four people immediately held down Niu Mugen's hands and feet, Wu Song took a pen and paper to record, and Zhang Xiaowu asked: "What are you writing down?"
"In case you kill a soldier, I have to remember to report it." Wu Song said matter-of-factly, "I am the marching secretary, so naturally I have to write down everything."
Zhang Xiaowu had a black look on his face, and Gu Ruoxi also wanted to help, but didn't know where the help was, so he ran to hold down Niu Mugen's head. Zhang Xiaowu said helplessly: "Second Miss, you are standing aside because you want to stifle him.
Are you going to die?" Gu Ruoxi took a step away, at a loss.
Niu Mugen's eyes were red and he roared, biting his handkerchief and shouted: "Master Colonel! It hurts me to death, it hurts me to death, sir, I can't stand it anymore..."
"Bite the handkerchief if it hurts. Such a sweet handkerchief is not for you to smell, but for you to bite." Zhang Xiaowu said, closing the wound with his left hand, pinching the needle with his right hand and quickly passing through the two pieces of skin, and then immediately gave an injection.
Dead knot, turned to Wang Yijin and said: "Cut this place with scissors."
Although Wang Yijin also killed a few bandits today, his hands were shaking due to nervousness, and his scissors almost cut his own hand.
"Be careful! You almost stabbed him to death!" Zhang Xiaowu yelled angrily: "You can't even cut a needle or thread on such a useless thing."
Wang Yijin said with a sad face: "Sir, I really don't know how to use scissors. I haven't touched these things since I was a child."
Zhang Xiaowu remembered that this boy had been sold as a handyman since he was a child and had never seen a woman sewing, so he looked at Wu Song. Wu Song immediately widened his eyes and said: "Sir, don't look at me. I am a great old man. Even if
I have touched the scissors. As the saying goes, a gentleman is far away from the kitchen..."
"Another useless scholar." Zhang Xiaowu said.
Wu Song said with a depressed look on his face: "Well... this scholar really doesn't know how to sew."
Gu Ruoxi suddenly stepped forward and snatched away the scissors, and neatly used the scissors to cut the thread against the knot. Her bright eyes blinked proudly: "Is it so simple, Colonel Zhang?"
Everyone opened their mouths in disbelief. Miss Gu Er was not afraid of blood, but she actually did it herself without avoiding filth. Everyone was immediately impressed. In the eyes of everyone, Miss Gu Er should be well-dressed and pampered by birth. Of course, she
This is indeed the case. She can be said to be the sweet girl of heaven. But she watched the whole process and not only did not show any fear, but she also solved the problem for everyone with quick hands and feet, which cannot but be admired.
Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help but nod in approval, but he didn't say any more nonsense: "Very good, Miss Second, please continue to cooperate with my surgery."
Miss Gu Er narrowed her eyes proudly, and then focused on the surgery.
As a time traveler, Zhang Xiaowu is so bold that he directly stitches people's wounds with threads. He is already a dead horse and a live doctor. He will not travel through the surgical knots that doctors in the previous world used to sew, because he can only tie dead knots. A
If you really dare to have surgery, if you really dare to have surgery, Zhang Xiaowu will
In this way, the wounds on Niu Mugen's back were stitched together step by step, requiring a total of thirty stitches. By the time he had stitched up the wounds, he was so tired that he slumped down on the edge of the bed. He was even more tired than beating him ten feet. He took saving people seriously.
Sad to kill, or doctors have been under the greatest pressure since ancient times.
He turned around and looked at Miss Gu Er. He saw large beads of sweat dripping from her forehead and across her delicate cheeks. He was moved by the bravery of this fourteen-year-old girl.
Zhang Xiaowu adjusted his breathing and said harmoniously: "Well...thank you very much, Miss Gu Er. If Niu Mugen survives, it must be your virtue."
Miss Gu Er's face was a little pale. She was indeed exhausted. This was the first time that she was nervous and focused, and the stitched wound was so long. She returned everyone a smile exhausted, but that smile was
It made everyone feel very distressed. They felt very sorry to entrust such an important matter to such a delicate little girl.
It was not until this moment that many sergeants truly admired this young lady from the Gu family and began not to regard her as a guest. Everyone nodded and thanked her, and she responded with a smile one by one, accepting the recognition of the soldiers. Even for a moment, she felt that she
