"tetanus?"

Yin Ji, Xiao Cheyun and others heard this term for the first time and looked at Zhao Muyun in confusion and anxiety.

Zhao Muyun explained in a deep voice, "This is an extremely dangerous traumatic disease, mostly caused by the wound being contaminated by dirt, rust, or other contaminants."

"Once the toxin enters the body, it causes muscle rigidity and spasms, especially trismus and opisthotonos... Ultimately, death often results from respiratory failure or systemic collapse."

"His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin has been injured for a long time, and after being soaked in the river, his injury has been prolonged. Now... he is in imminent danger."

He is not a professional doctor, but he knows basic battlefield first aid and common trauma infections.

In ancient times, when there was a lack of antitoxin and effective sedatives, tetanus had an extremely high mortality rate.

Yinji was struck by lightning, his face turned pale instantly, and he grabbed Zhao Muyun's arm:

"Master! You... you must have a way, right? You can create such powerful thunder bombs and Arabic numerals, so you must have a way to save my father! Please!"

Xiao Cheyun also fell to his knees with a thud:

"General Zhao! I know I've offended you in the past! But Your Highness the Prince of Jin... please find a way! Even if it's just a glimmer of hope!"

Zhang Huan and others also looked worried and looked at Zhao Muyun.

Zhao Muyun looked at Prince Jin, who was barely breathing on the kang, and then looked at Yin Ji and Xiao Cheyun, who had pleading faces, and sighed in his heart.

He helped Xiao Cheyun to his feet and said to Yinji, "Your Highness, General Xiao, please stand. Tetanus is a very difficult disease to treat. Muyun...is not completely sure, so we can only try our best."

He turned to Shen Qian: "Go to our accompanying medical soldier immediately and get alcohol, clean white cloth, suture needles and thread, and... the 'Datura pollen' and 'aconitine' extracts that I asked them to prepare earlier. Be careful with the dosage!"

Both are plant extracts that have sedative, anesthetic, and even toxic effects.

Zhao Muyun originally wanted the medical battalion to research it for analgesia and auxiliary treatment, and the dosage control was extremely strict and dangerous.

At this moment, I can only take a risk and hope to relieve King Jin's muscle spasms.

He then said to Mr. Zhou, "Mr. Zhou, please prepare some warm salt water immediately. Boil it and let it cool down."

Everyone immediately split up and took action.

Zhao Muyun personally used alcohol to carefully clean the severely infected wound of King Jin again.

The dead flesh and pus were scraped off with a small knife disinfected with alcohol. This process was extremely painful. Even though King Jin was in a semi-comatose state, his body kept twitching.

After cleaning, he used boiled needle and thread to carefully suture some deep wounds to facilitate healing.

Finally, he carefully applied a slightly diluted mixture of Datura pollen and aconitine around King Jin's wound and under his tongue, hoping it would have some calming effect and relieve spasms.

Throughout the entire process, Zhao Muyun's movements were steady and his techniques were professional, which dazzled Yin Ji, Xiao Cheyun and others, and even gave rise to a faint glimmer of hope in their hearts.

They had never seen such meticulous and unheard-of healing methods.

After treating the wound, Zhao Muyun's forehead was covered with sweat.

He said in a deep voice, "This is all I can do. Next, your Highness needs to keep the environment quiet and dark, avoiding any sound or light stimulation, otherwise it will easily trigger a spasm."

"Try to feed them some liquid food, such as porridge or ginseng soup, to maintain their strength."

"Whether you can survive... depends on His Royal Highness Prince Jin's will to survive and on God's will."

Yinji held his father's cold hand tightly, tears streaming down his face, and nodded continuously.

As the night deepened, the small Yinquan Village fell into a strange silence.

Outside the village, the Shuozhou army was on high alert; inside the village, King Jin was in critical condition, and everyone was worried.

Zhao Muyun stood in the yard, looking at the dark night sky, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

Saving Yin Ji and severely damaging the Northern Di ambush was certainly a victory, but if the King of Jin died, the situation in Hedong would become more complicated.

Can Yin Ji successfully take over? How will Xiao Lie strike back? What will the Northern Di do next?

All of this, like the dark night, is shrouded in the unknown.

......

The night in Yinquan Village passed slowly in a mixture of tension and hope.

Inside the adobe house, the candlelight was as dim as a bean, illuminating the haggard face of Prince Jin Yinxi and the worried face of Yinji.

The trace amount of sedative prepared by Zhao Muyun seemed to have some effect, and King Jin's severe muscle spasms were slightly relieved.

Although he was still unconscious, his teeth were no longer clenched tightly, and he could occasionally swallow a few spoonfuls of ginseng soup.

Zhao Muyun did not leave. He stayed by the kang with Yin Ji, Xiao Cheyun and Mr. Zhou.

Zhang Huan, Wang Ben and Li Mao were responsible for outer security and comforting the frightened villagers and remaining soldiers.

"Master, can Father really make it?"

Yinji's voice was hoarse from crying, and his eyes were full of dependence.

Zhao Muyun looked at the wound on Prince Jin's arm, which had been bandaged with a clean white cloth, and said in a deep voice:

"Tetanus is extremely dangerous, especially in the absence of effective medication."

"Because the infection has lasted too long, the virus has invaded the heart and veins. There is not much we can do now."

"Cleanse the wound and detoxify, avoid irritation, and replenish vital energy. The rest...really depends on the fate of His Royal Highness Prince Jin."

He is not a doctor and cannot give any definite guarantees, he can only state the facts.

The only way for Prince Jin to survive now is by relying on his own immunity.

Xiao Cheyun's eyes were filled with tears as he clenched his fists: "It's all my fault for being incompetent! I failed to protect His Highness!"

"General Xiao, there's no need to blame yourself too much. Being able to protect the Prince of Jin from the siege amidst the chaos is already a great achievement."

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