The eunuch quickly ordered the young eunuch to invite Yan Funing.
Yan Funing returned to the tent to get the medicine box. When she passed the large iron cage, the emperor had already been carried to the medical tent of the Imperial Hospital.
She followed the young eunuch to the medical tent, and Pang Anmeng and Long Xu followed closely behind.
The emperor was injured and the entire camp fell silent.
When Yan Funing arrived at the medical tent, she saw the princes gathered around the emperor's bed.
The prince grasped the emperor's hand tightly and said, "Father, do you have anything to say?"
Several princes bent down and listened attentively.
The emperor, before he even opened his eyes, spat out one word with all his strength: "Get out!"
The prince was stunned.
Although he had caught the bear, he had not let it bite his father, but he had a hidden expectation -
If anything happens to his father, he will naturally inherit the throne.
He really didn't expect that his father, who had just fainted, was still conscious at this moment.
Elder Ding said, "Your Highnesses, please make way."
Yan Funing turned her head to Pang Anmeng and Long Xu and said, "Anmeng, little cousin, there shouldn't be too many people in the medical tent. You should go outside and wait for news."
Both of them said yes.
At this time, Long Chi'an arrived with the support of Shi Yangyang.
Elder Ding spoke again: "Your Highnesses, Prince Chi, Princess Chi, please wait outside the tent."
The brother and sister glanced at the emperor on the bed and were about to speak when they heard the crown prince sternly warn Yan Funing, "Father specifically asked you to treat him. If anything happens to him, you will be held responsible."
Yan Funing opened the medicine box, took out a dagger, and walked straight to the prince.
"If Your Highness delays my time in treating the Emperor, shouldn't Your Highness bear the blame?"
Seeing the delicate person holding up a dagger with a cold gleam, the prince was stunned for a moment: "What a sharp tongue."
After saying that, he snorted and left the tent.
The others followed out.
The curtains were immediately drawn around the bed.
The four imperial physicians, including Elder Ding, all looked at Yan Funing.
Yan Funing sheathed the dagger and returned it to its original place, then washed her hands and disinfected the necessary tools. Turning around, she saw four imperial physicians carefully rolling up the emperor's sleeves.
Elder Ding explained: "With this kind of injury, normally the sleeve would need to be cut open, but the Emperor is wearing a dragon robe, and that robe cannot be cut."
Another imperial physician muttered, "If we cut the dragon robe, we will all be sentenced to death."
Several people finished processing the sleeves of the dragon robe, and finally only the lining was left.
I saw that the sleeve of the inner garment was stuck to the wound. Should I cut it open or peel it off?
The imperial doctors were in a dilemma.
Yan Funing squatted down and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, your arm was bitten while still attached to your clothes. The best way to deal with it is to cut the sleeve to avoid causing secondary damage. Several imperial doctors have already rolled up the sleeves of your dragon robe. Do you think it is possible to cut the sleeves of your inner garment?"
"Shears, I forgive you."
After saying this, the emperor fainted again.
Only then did the imperial doctors dare to take action.
Soon, the wound on the emperor's arm appeared before the five people.
The tooth marks were not only deep but also large, with bones visible and blood dripping.
Quite serious.
A royal physician trembled and said, "Your Majesty, with such an injury, I'm afraid this arm will be useless."
Elder Ding said, "Second Miss Yan previously treated Master Fu and Master Yan's knife wounds with great skill. The Emperor must have a reason for inviting her here."
Yan Funing took out the appropriate dose of anesthetic based on the emperor's injuries and handed it to Elder Ding: "Please help us administer the anesthetic to the emperor."
"Okay." Old Ding responded.
Together with another imperial physician, one fed the emperor medicine and the other fed him water, and they helped the emperor take the anesthetic.
Yan Funing took out a pair of sterilized tweezers and picked out the pieces of clothing embedded in the wound one by one.
After the anesthetic took effect, Yan Funing began to clean the wound.
"The wound is indeed not looking good," the doctor said. "The bear has chewed up some of the flesh, which is not conducive to healing."
"Although the bear didn't chew visibly when it bit my arm, I think its teeth were grinding against me as everyone was beating it, which is why it caused this." Yan Funing said calmly, "We need to clean out the chewed flesh."
The four imperial physicians nodded.
Yan Funing took a scalpel and cleaned it bit by bit.
On the other side, Cai Mingzhi, who had just been sent to the medical tent unconscious and had been in a coma for nearly two hours, woke up.
He held his heavy head and took a few unsteady steps.
Seeing a bed surrounded by a curtain, curiosity drove him over and as he parted the curtain, he chuckled, "Which unlucky guy fell off his horse like me?"
The four highly respected old doctors were all staring at him.
Only Yan Funing was holding a tiny knife and calmly cutting the meat!
To be precise, it is cutting human flesh.
Cai Mingzhi was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat.
The girl from the Yan family cut the emperor's flesh, but he dared to cut her face before.
Not only that, what he had just said was too outrageous. At this moment, it was as if a sword was already on his neck.
"I was wrong. I was wrong."
He slapped himself twice.
The wound he had cut himself yesterday opened a little and suddenly felt extremely painful.
He ran backward in a hurry and fell flat on his face.
The medical tent was quite large, and the people guarding outside the tent were unable to hear what Cai Mingzhi had just said. Now they only saw Cai Mingzhi escaping as if possessed.
Go straight to his own tent.
Inside the medical tent, Yan Funing cleaned the wound and began to suture it.
Since the emperor's arm was bitten, which was very different from an ordinary regular knife wound, it was quite time-consuming and laborious to deal with.
But Yan Funing still handled it in an orderly manner.
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