She didn't understand the origin and purpose of the steel dragon for the time being, so she put it in her spatial storage first.
As soon as she put the steel dragon into her spatial storage, she heard the sounds of children playing. Turning her head, she saw several children not far away, carrying bamboo baskets like her, and holding sickles, cutting grass and playing around.
Lin Qingyan watched for a while, then stood up and went back to her work.
She likes to concentrate on everything she does, including cutting pig feed.
The sounds of children playing and laughing continued intermittently. After a short while, the noise suddenly increased. After a burst of children's laughter and play, a sharp scream suddenly rang out, followed by the cries of the child and the panicked voices of the other children around.
"I'm bleeding so much, what should I do? Waaah, it's so scary."
"Erhu, it's all my fault. I'll never play like that with you again. I'm sorry."
“What’s the use of saying sorry? You cut Erhu, so I’ll cut you back to avenge Erhu. An eye for an eye is the only fair thing to do.”
"No, no, I really didn't mean to, I'll never do it again, please don't cut me."
"You want a next time? I won't let you get away with this."
When Lin Qingyan heard the child's scream, she quickly turned her head and found that the children had stopped cutting pig feed. One of the children had a cut on his right hand and was bleeding. Some of the other children were watching from the side, while the other two were chasing each other with sickles.
Lin Qingyan quickly put down her sickle and shouted to the two children who were chasing her, "Stop fighting, you two!" Then she walked over to the injured Erhu.
She concluded that Erhu had been cut by the sickle, and the most important thing now was to stop the bleeding from his wound.
She grabbed Erhu's wrist and pressed vertically with her thumbs on the radial and ulnar artery pulsations on both sides above the transverse crease of Erhu's wrist, temporarily cutting off the blood supply to the local blood vessels. After a short while, the bleeding from the wound on Erhu's palm was much less.
But that wasn't enough; she couldn't keep pressing down on Erhu's wrist to prevent blood flow.
Firstly, prolonged lack of blood circulation can damage some tissues; secondly, if blood circulation resumes, Erhu's wound may bleed again.
Therefore, it is necessary to prevent blood circulation from being blocked indefinitely, while also stopping the bleeding from Erhu's wound once blood circulation has resumed.
In order to achieve both goals, she also had to find a more effective way to stop Erhu's wounds from bleeding.
She knew that some herbs could locally constrict blood vessels and inhibit the activity of plasminogen lysin, thus achieving hemostasis.
Erhu told her that Dahu was his brother, so she called Dahu over and taught him how to press Erhu's wrist to stop the bleeding. Then she went to find some herbs.
She found Panax notoginseng, Artemisia capillaris, and Bletilla striata; these three were enough. She quickly crushed the fresh herbs with her fingers, squeezed out the juice, and applied it to the wound on Erhu's palm.
After about five or six minutes, Erhu's wound stopped bleeding completely, and Erhu also stopped crying.
Da Hu was no longer afraid and quickly thanked Lin Qingyan.
"Sister, thank you so much for treating Erhu's wound. Thank you so much."
Lin Qingyan smiled and said, "You're welcome. But you can't play around with sickles like that anymore, it's dangerous, you know?"
"We understand," the children answered in unison.
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