Chapter 1236 Ask if You Don't Understand

"It's my turn, it's my turn." The people in front of the queue saw that the next one was shouting inside, and hurried forward with a limp.

In the temple, Qi Baihe looked at the man who walked in, and saw that he seemed to have injured his legs and feet, he was walking limply, holding a thick branch in his hand for support, as he approached, faintly I could smell a foul odor emanating from him.

"Master, I, I come to see the doctor."

The man said nervously, Xu saw that the three little buddhist masters here were all very good looking, and thought of the stench emanating from his wound, he felt a little unnatural.

Tangning on the side looked at Qi Baihe leisurely, observed his expression, saw that his expression was not clear, and there was a slight dislike in his eyes, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

As a doctor, it is natural not to dislike the patient. No matter what kind of patient it is, the doctor must treat the patient equally and have a peaceful mind. Only in this way can it be called medical ethics and benevolence.

"Is there a leg injury?" Qi Bohe asked, seeing that he was fine, only his legs were limping, so he fetched a chair and asked him to put his injured leg on it.

"I'll take it apart, I'll take it apart."

Seeing that the monk in white wanted to remove the cloth strip from the wound on his leg, the man hurriedly did it himself. After all, due to the deterioration of the wound, the cloth strip was soaked with pus and had a foul smell.

Qi Bohe didn't argue with him, and frowned slightly when he saw the festering wound on his leg after he took apart the cloth strip: "How did you get this injury?"

"I was stabbed by a wild boar's tusk when I went hunting, but it didn't heal after I put on the wound medicine, and the wound became more and more serious." The man said, looking at the wound on his leg, he was also worried: "Master, Can my injury be healed?"

Seeing that the wound was festering and pus-filled, the area around the wound was red, swollen and black-purple. Due to the wound, even his feet became red, swollen and purple. This situation did not seem like a common trauma, so he couldn't help but look at Tang Ning, Question: "Master, how should this injury be healed?"

Seeing this, the man couldn't help looking at the young monk in Tsing Yi, a little surprised that such a young monk was actually the master of this young monk.

"How do you think it should be treated?" Tangning asked, but didn't tell him how to treat it right away.

He thought for a while and said, "Clean the wound before applying medicine?"

"His injury is quite serious. Simple cleaning of the wound cannot completely clean his wound. You should clean the wound first, then scrape off all the festering skin and flesh on his wound with a small knife heated by fire, and squeeze out the wound. Pus and blood, until the pus and blood are gone, then sprinkle anti-inflammatory medicine on the wound, and then apply muscle-generating and repairing medicine powder."

Tangning sat there talking, without any intention of doing anything, she just told him how to deal with the injury and let him learn by himself.

Hearing his words, Qi Baihe was taken aback. He didn't expect that there were so many ways to clean the wound, so he immediately responded and started to deal with it.

Song Tianyou helped to fetch clean water and clean cloth, and then watched from the sidelines. The master said that even if he didn't study medicine, he still had to learn such a simple way of dressing wounds, so let him watch more, listen more, and learn more.

Tangning watched Qi Bohe do what she said one by one, but when she saw him squeeze out the pus and blood, wash the wound and prepare to apply medicine, she immediately yelled, "Wait a minute!"