Chapter Nine Hundred and Fortieth Three: Drop the Vest as Soon as You Come?
Seeing that he was not in the right mood, Gu Ye tried his best to comfort him: "Don't worry, I have rescued several people with the same case as yours, and those who were more serious than yours, and those who injured their internal organs, have all been rescued. Your injury, yes Let me tell you it's a piece of cake!"
This tone, this expression, it feels like she is bragging, what should I do? I want to change doctors now, is it too late? Jiang Laosan felt that his life was in jeopardy!
Yue Yuan brought out a bag of freshly baked blood plasma. Gu Ye carefully used the scalpel, avoiding the large blood vessels of the injured, and took out the delicate embroidery. While undergoing the operation, she felt his pulse and paid attention to his blood pressure and so on.
Looking at the wounded who was getting paler and paler, Gu Ye said to Yue Yuan: "Give him a blood transfusion!"
Drops of plasma were injected into Jiang Laosan's blood vessels, and he felt that the vitality in his body was no longer slowly draining away. He tried his best to lift his eyelids, and glanced at the dark red plasma, which flowed into his body from a tube—what kind of sorcery is this? Why haven't I seen it before?
Yue Yuan was asked by her master to talk to the wounded and keep him awake: "Have you ever heard of the name of the little genius doctor? No? How ignorant! The peerless little genius doctor is the one who rescued the entire capital from the plague. This This method of blood transfusion was passed down from the little genius doctor. Don't worry, it's absolutely safe!"
oh! It turned out to be that little miracle doctor! Jiang Laosan couldn't help but let go of his hanging heart. No! The little miraculous doctor has only been married for two months, where did Miss Qin learn from? It can't be half-baked, use him as an experiment, right?
Gu Ye had already carefully pulled out the sword from the wound, and the next stitching was also a huge project. The sword pierced through his body, so he had to make up for it bit by bit! Alas, these Jianghu people really don't know what to think, and they turn swords at each other at every turn. Doesn't it hurt to cut yourself?
Skillfully sutured the wound, and bandaged him with gauze. The operation was successfully completed!
Seeing that the blood plasma was almost lost, Gu Ye changed him to anti-inflammatory and anti-infective antibiotics: "Okay! I'll save some medicine for you when this bottle of water is finished. Don't worry, your life is saved!"
Jiang Laosan had the urge to cry. Who knows what he just went through! He was under local anesthesia. Although he didn't feel any pain, the knife pulled open his wound, and the feeling of the thread pulling out during suturing...he could clearly feel it.
When he saw his eldest brother and second brother again, he couldn't help crying out: Oh my god, it's terrible. His stomach was cut open and then stitched back up. Other people's blood is still flowing in the body... What should I do? Will he become a cripple who lingers on a sick bed in the future? Then it would be better to die!
"You're thinking too much! Don't worry! Take care of him for half a month, and you'll be able to fight with people alive and kicking again! It won't affect you at all!" Gu Ye looked at him with a smile on his face. It turned out that Jiang Laosan unconsciously cried out what was in his heart.
Hearing the words, the young master of the Jiang family breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I made Miss Qin laugh. This is my little care, please accept it."
Gu Ye took the purse and squeezed it, the inside was light, it should be a bank note. She took out a bottle of anti-inflammatory potion and a pair of surgical scissors, handed them to the young master of the Jiang family, and said, "This potion, when you change the dressing, rub it on the wound to prevent suppurative infection. This pair of scissors is for dismantling It's used when you're on the line."
Then, Jiang Laosan was devastated to find that the gauze on his wound had been opened again. Doctor Xiao Qin gestured to his elder brother how to cut it open and how to remove the stitches!
"Miss Qin, could this be Hua Tuo's magical skill passed down from Dong Ling?" The young master of the Jiang family looked at the beautifully stitched wound and couldn't help asking.
"That's right! Stitched wounds are easier to heal and won't split easily. However, I suggest that you stay in this inn for a few more days, and leave after the wound is almost healed." Gu Ye kindly reminded One sentence. If the wound is really broken away, it will be much more difficult to heal.
The second brother of the Jiang family couldn't help asking: "Miss Qin, can't you stay for two more days?"
Jiang Laosan kept nodding. Yeah yeah! Unplug him before leaving! What if something happened to his wound after Miss Xiaoqin passed by? Save people to the end, send Buddha to heaven. Just stay for a few more days!
Gu Ye apologized and said: "I have something important to go to the Southwest, so I can't delay too long on the way. Don't worry, as long as you lie down honestly, don't go to death and find someone to fight or fight until the wound heals, the wound is absolutely fine .I can guarantee it on my reputation!"
Yueyuan took a look at her master—you are using Miss Qin's reputation as a guarantee...
Is there anything wrong? Gu Ye raised his eyebrows. Anyway, the result is the same! It's not intentional to damage someone's reputation. She feels at ease!
Gu Ye didn't expect that when she was treating Jiang Laosan's wound, a pair of master and servant came to the inn where they were staying.
The little maid with a round face and almond eyes said angrily: "Girl, there are people who are so bold that they dare to use your name to deceive people. They don't take our Yiwang Pavilion seriously. Let's go, let's expose them!"
Beside her is a little girl who looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and faint dimples on her lips when she smiles. Different from her maidservant's angry expression, she smiled and said, "It's fine to go and have a look first, don't startle the snake. Maybe there is something wrong with her!"
"What's the problem? It's just taking advantage of our Yiwang Pavilion and your reputation, girl! If you can cure the person, that's fine! If you can cure the person, you will be put to death. Wouldn't it corrupt you, girl? reputation?"
The little maid was even angrier. No, we must catch the person while the situation is not so serious! Then take it back to the pavilion and ask the pavilion master to help the girl get justice!
"Okay, Ling'er, don't be angry! Go and see what's going on first!" Qin Mengxuan walked towards the inn not far away.
"Girl, be careful!" Ling'er yanked her girl's hand and dodged to the side of the road. A carriage passed by them, "You are blind! How did you drive the carriage? You almost bumped into someone, do you know?"
"I'm sorry, little girl! It's also my first time driving a carriage, so I'm not very proficient. I'm sorry!" Jin Moran cast an apologetic look at the master and servant.
"If I bump into someone, is it useful to say sorry? Stop!" Ling'er yelled in the direction the carriage was leaving.
Qin Mengxuan looked helpless, and pulled the little girl who was jumping to persuade: "Okay, okay! Didn't you miss it? You have such a temper, if you go out, you have to accept it. Don't mess with people you shouldn't!"
"Girl, you're just too careful! Who in this world doesn't give us some face in the Doctor's Pavilion? You are the most beloved granddaughter of the pavilion master, and the most promising rising star in the pavilion, so don't be too condescending." Linger felt that her family The girl's temperament is too soft. If she hadn't been by the girl's side, the girl would have suffered a lot!
"If you don't put away your little gun barrel temper, I'll send you back and let Lier come out!" Qin Mengxuan smiled and gave Linger a look, her tone still gentle.
"Well, I don't want to lose my temper casually. However, I won't let others bully the girl! Dare to use the girl's name to bluff and deceive, wait!" Linger rolled up her sleeves, pretending to be fighting against others Looking like a man, he walked aggressively towards the inn.
Qin Mengxuan was afraid that she would cause trouble, so she quickly followed her. Ling'er entered the inn, and said to the clerk in the shop: "Where's that little liar? Tell her to come out!"
The guy was dumbfounded. What a liar, who to call out?
Qin Mengxuan pulled Ling'er, smiled and said to the clerk: "I heard that Miss Qin lives in the Yiwang Pavilion in your store. I wonder if it's convenient for us to meet her?"
"Oh! You are looking for Miss Qin for treatment? You have found the right person! Today, a knight-errant was pierced by a sword and bled a lot. Guess what?" .
Ling'er snorted: "What else can I do? The injury is so severe that even the Pavilion Master of the Doctor's Pavilion may not be fully sure to heal it, he must have been put to death!"
The clerk shook his head and said excitedly: "How is it possible? Miss Qin's medical skills are well-known in the world. If you are not sure, how can you go to the doctor without saying a word? Now the third son Jiang is doing well, just now he was hungry I need to eat. However, Miss Qin said that you can only use some liquid food after exhausting gas..."
"It's cured? Fortunately, fortunately..." Ling'er let go of her heart, she turned her head and said to Qin Mengxuan, "Girl, this person still has two brushes, and he didn't smear our face."
Qin Mengxuan was thoughtful. She asked the clerk, "Is the injured still in your shop?"
"Yes, yes! Miss Qin said, it's best not to walk around casually within seven days, so as not to break open the wound. The young master of the Jiang family decided to stay in the store outside until the third son of Jiang recovers!"
Dude that excited. He saw with his own eyes that the sword pierced in from the front, and a large part came out from the back. Only the hilt of the sword was left in front, and the Third Young Master Jiang was dying, but he was saved by Miss Qin! He could talk about this matter for a year!
"Little brother, which room Miss Qin lives in, can you go up and let me know if it's convenient for me to meet?" Qin Mengxuan became a little interested in this imposter.
The man told her with regret: "Sorry, guest officer, you are late. Miss Qin took her maid and just left in a carriage not long ago. If you had come a quarter of an hour earlier, maybe you would have met me at the door." gone."
"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?" Linger suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Girl, you said that the carriage that almost hit us just now couldn't be a liar?"
"What little liar?" The clerk looked at the master and servant with a greeting.
Qin Mengxuan interrupted Ling'er and asked: "Miss Qin's coachman, isn't he tall, dressed in black, with his hair tied up high?"
"Yes, yes! So you met each other?" The man nodded.