"Is Miss Song here?"
The visitor's voice was cautious and very polite.
"Yes." Feng Xun pushed the door open and went out. "Who is it? What's going on? Hey, what happened to this big brother? Girl, please come out and take a look!"
Upon hearing this, Song Qingci hurried out and saw several men standing outside the yard carrying a stretcher.
A young man was lying on the stretcher, his right hand covering his left arm, blood constantly flowing out from between his fingers.
Due to excessive blood loss, the man's face was as pale as paper.
Song Qingci felt that this face looked familiar.
It was the young man from the mountain, she must have seen him before.
"Carry him in quickly and stop the bleeding immediately." She said decisively without asking any more questions.
As a doctor, the most important thing is to race against time with death.
As for why I was injured, I will slowly understand it later.
The crowd carried him inside.
Song Qingci took out his medicine box, picked up a pair of scissors and cut open the man's clothes, while asking him where his injuries were.
The man was still a little shy and wanted to cover himself up.
Song Qingci: "...Don't move, don't worry, I'm saving your life, not taking advantage of you."
The companions who had brought him here all laughed.
The voice that had called out to Song Qingci at the beginning rang out again, "Miss Song, she's still a girl! You're even more shy than a girl. Miss Song, is he okay?"
If something happened, Song Qingci probably wouldn't be in the mood to joke.
"It's none of your business." Song Qingci said, "Come, all of you come here——"
She looked at a few half-grown girls.
Maybe it was the first time they faced such a bloody scene, so the girls didn't dare to step forward.
But maybe we were afraid that Song Qingci would be angry, so we looked at each other with conflicted expressions, but didn't dare to move.
Unexpectedly, the youngest, Jin Yue, came over and said, "Sister, please teach me. This way, I can also treat patients in the future!"
Isn't she afraid?
As expected, a tiger father has a dog daughter. This calm demeanor in the face of difficulties must have been inherited from Mr. Fu San.
Song Qingci nodded to her, and then said to the other girls, "Don't be afraid, just get used to it slowly."
But she did not waste any time. She found the acupuncture points quickly and accurately and helped the man stop the bleeding.
Jin Yue squatted aside and looked at it with her head tilted, without blinking or saying a word, but she was watching with extraordinary concentration.
Song Qingci didn't care how much she could accept, he just dealt with it and taught her at the same time.
Slowly, several girls came forward...
Song Qingci even used a needle to suture the wound.
Jin Yue decided that from today onwards, she would learn needlework well.
For the first time, she realized that needlework could be used to save people. It felt like this boring and tedious needlework suddenly became noble.
Seeing Song Qingci kneeling on the ground in a hurry, Jin Yue stood up and dragged a small stool over and placed it under her hips, "Sister, sit down!"
Song Qingci sat down and continued to sew up the wound attentively. He told Jin Yue, "Look, if you sew it up like this, there will be fewer scars in the future, and it won't be so ugly."
The man now felt a little stronger after drinking the sugar water that Feng Xun had fed him as instructed by Song Qingci.
Seeing that Song Qingci was confident and didn't care about his injury at all, he finally broke free from the mood of preparing his last words and felt a lot more relaxed.
The sky is blue again, the air is fresh again, and he is alive again!
It’s great to be alive.
Hearing Song Qingci's words, he hurriedly said: "Miss Song, don't worry about it. As long as you don't die, it's fine. I don't care whether it looks good or not."
"You don't care about yourself, but I care about my patients and reputation." Song Qingci said, "Close your eyes, shut up, and rest quietly."
Jin Yue had never heard her speak like this before.
In my impression, my sister seems to be always laughing.
But today, she saw a completely different sister.
Professional, focused, he is still the same person, but he looks like he is glowing, making you unable to take your eyes off him.
Jin Yue saw the people who brought the man here, and her eyes turned red.
On the way here, they probably all thought that the man was beyond saving.
But my sister did it with ease. Not easily, but calmly, and she snatched the person back from the hands of death.
People are still the same, calm and relaxed.
It was also the first time in Jin Yue's life that she felt admiration for life.
Something was sprouting in her heart.
She really wanted to be someone like her sister, she really wanted to...
The man obeyed and closed his eyes tightly. Because he was squeezing too hard, the area around his eyes was wrinkled.
Song Qingci also found it funny, but she didn't correct him for fear that he would be confused.
Cleaning the wound, suturing, applying medicine, bandaging... After a series of actions, Song Qingci mastered them all as smoothly as flowing water.
Everyone in the room, including Feng Xun, who had seen this scene many times, stared at it intently.
"Okay, go back and have a good rest. Come back to change the medicine at this time tomorrow. But by then, you won't need anyone to carry you, you can do it yourself." Song Qingci held his waist and stood up.
"Sister, does your waist hurt?" Jin Yue came over like a little dog and immediately helped her massage it.
Song Qingci: What? Do you have a needle hidden in your hand?
She could hardly bear the sudden enthusiasm and flattery.
After the people left with profuse thanks, Song Qingci explained to the girls again the precautions to take when treating injuries today.
Jin Yue listened very carefully.
She was the last one to leave.
She said to Song Qingci: "Sister, I think I have some talent for studying medicine."
Song Qingci: "...Yes, so I'll ask your father to find you a famous teacher to teach you well, so that you won't be led astray by me."
Jin Yue: "You just don't want to teach me. You hold a grudge!"
"I never said I don't hold grudges."
"I apologize to you, how can you forgive me! Am I making a mistake that will cause me eternal regret? How about you make a mistake to me too, and we can cancel each other out, okay?"
Song Qingci: "..."
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement. I'll go tell my dad, hey, I want to follow my sister to study medicine, and ask him to prepare the apprenticeship gift!"
After Jin Yue finished speaking, she ran out without waiting for Song Qingci to object.
Madam Zeng bowed to Song Qingci and said, "Miss, this is rude and unreasonable. I will report this to the Third Master truthfully. Please forgive me, Miss Song."
Song Qingci hurriedly supported her: "Madam, you are too kind. I am just afraid that you will mislead the young people."
After Nanny Zeng left, Song Qingci sat and thought for a while.
In fact, she couldn't stay in the mountains for too long.
Teaching Jin Yue a little bit is not a big deal.
Speaking of this, Song Qingci began to miss his mother again.
My mother never hides her skills like others do.
Whenever others ask her for advice, she always gives them her all.
Mom, mom, did you receive my letter?
Please reply to me as soon as possible, I’m worried!
Feng Xun lay on the ground, wiping with a rag.
"What are you doing?" Song Qingci couldn't help but ask when he saw this.
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