Zhen Wanwan rushed to the grain shed. As soon as she entered, she saw rows of people lying flat. She rushed over and tears streamed down her face: "Father, how are you? Eldest brother and second brother."
She forced herself to remain calm and checked the man over from head to toe. She found that Grandpa Zhen had a bump on his head, but thankfully there was no bleeding. He was probably just stunned from the impact. Apart from that, there were some bruises on his joints.
The two Zhen brothers had several cuts on their backs and arms, which looked like they were caused by sharp fingernails. Lin, the head镖师 (bodyguard), was the most seriously injured, with a puncture wound on his leg, but no blood was flowing out.
The rest of the people were pale and their lips were black, indicating that they had been poisoned.
A few breaths later, Zhen Wanwan and Doctor Fang, the only two people who knew medicine, each took their place and began to treat the wounded. Lin Biaotou's injuries were too severe, so they left him until the end.
Dr. Fang went to help the poisoned people, while Zhen Wanwan treated the external injuries of the two Zhen brothers. Seeing that they were both unconscious, she touched their foreheads and found that they were so hot that they could burn eggs.
Seeing that the wounds were somewhat red, swollen, and inflamed, I secretly fed them both antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs, and only began to treat the wounds after they had swallowed them.
She used scissors to cut open the clothes around the injured area, and no matter how gently she moved, blood still oozed out with each movement.
After all the clothes were cut off, she discovered a deep, boneless wound on her back, with some bits of flesh vaguely visible stuck to her skin. Zhen Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her flesh.
She carefully cleaned the wound with medicine, treating her older brother's serious injury first, and only dared to apply medicine after stopping the bleeding.
After Zhen Fugui finished treating everything inside and out, they turned to treat Zhen Fuyou's wounds. Fortunately, they were all superficial wounds. They still treated the wounds carefully. When they cleaned the wounds with iodine, Zhen Fuyou's face contorted in pain.
Being conscious is a good thing; Zhen Wanwan was happy that she was able to treat her wounds much faster.
After treating the two men's wounds, Doctor Fang had already found a prescription for treating the poisoning. He was just waiting for them to leave before brewing the medicine to detoxify them.
Both of them breathed a sigh of relief and finally stood next to Chief Escort Lin, ready to solve the biggest problem.
"The wound looks deep, but it hasn't damaged any bones or tendons. If we can successfully remove the sharp piece of wood and stop the bleeding, there shouldn't be any major problems, but..."
Dr. Fang offered a sharp critique of Lin Biaotou's wound, but showed no signs of preparing to treat it. Instead, his face was clouded with worry, and he seemed hesitant to speak.
Old Tie anxiously urged Doctor Fang: "Doctor, please treat my boss's injuries as soon as possible! Look how pale he is, we can't delay any longer."
Dr. Fang's vision suddenly went dark as a tall man blocked his view. He looked up and could see the man's clear eyes. He said with some dissatisfaction, "Of course I know we can't delay, but... but if we pull this wood out directly, I'm afraid there will be too much bleeding and we won't be able to stop it."
"Don't you have any medicine to stop the bleeding?" Qu Huaiyuan frowned slightly, somewhat troubled, as there was definitely no medicine to be found in this desolate wilderness.
Dr. Fang nodded and shook his head honestly, making Lao Tie scratch his head anxiously: "Why are you nodding and shaking your head all the time? Just tell me if he can be saved!"
Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by someone nearby. His companion then bowed and apologized to Doctor Fang, who snorted coldly and did not respond. He said indifferently, "My hemostatic medicine cannot stop these large holes!"
He pointed to Lin Biao's thigh, which had been pierced, and shook his head regretfully, saying, "If we could borrow the wound medicine used by the army, there might be a chance to save his life."
However, how could ordinary peasants like them possibly get their hands on medicine from the army? Dr. Fang silently grumbled a couple of times.
Zhen Wanwan frowned. She searched her space extensively but couldn't find any good hemostatic medicine. Suddenly, she remembered the medicine that General Xiao had left her a few days ago. Desperate, she took it out and handed it to Doctor Fang.
"Dr. Fang, do you think this medicine is okay?" She carefully handed it to Dr. Fang.
Doctor Fang didn't see it at first, so he pushed Lao Tie aside and used the firelight to see clearly what Zhen Wanwan was holding. He asked happily, "Madam Zhen, where did you get this? This is the wound medicine I just mentioned."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Zhen Wanwan didn't explain, but handed him the medicine directly: "This matter is a long story. Doctor Fang, you should treat Chief Escort Lin first."
Doctor Fang, his eyes gleaming as he held the wound medicine, commanded Lao Tie, "Come over here and give me a hand. Remember to hold him down and don't let him move around."
Old Tie nodded hurriedly, squatted down next to Chief Lin, and hugged his upper body tightly. Doctor Fang stroked his beard with satisfaction.
Zhen Wanwan consciously arranged the necessary medicines and bandages neatly, then quietly found a corner to squat down, somewhat afraid of the bloody scene that was about to unfold.
The wound would definitely bleed profusely. In her past life, she didn't even dare to watch car accident news, just because she was afraid of seeing photos of other people's bloodied and mangled bodies.
Doctor Fang didn't insist, but glanced at Qu Huaiyuan and gestured for him to come and help.
Of everyone present, he seemed the most attentive; the others... were both clear-headed and foolish.
Qu Huaiyuan watched Zhen Wanwan's retreating figure with amusement. He never expected that Zhen's wife, who was so fierce yesterday, would have such a side. It's true that you can't judge a book by its cover.
He quietly took over Zhen Wanwan's position and diligently provided logistical support for Dr. Fang.
When Zhen Wanwan heard the noise behind her, her heart clenched. It was clear how painful it must have been when that thing pierced through!
Lin Biaotou's screams caused the onlookers to tacitly close their eyes, not to mention the three people closest to him. Lao Tie's forehead veins bulged, and he gritted his teeth to hold him down.
Dr. Fang truly lived up to his reputation as a doctor; he treated the wound swiftly and efficiently, bandaging it in just one hour. Zhen Wanwan looked at him with admiration.
Zhen Wanwan followed up in a cheeky manner, and said respectfully, "Dr. Fang, your medical skills are truly superb. You are a living Hua Tuo of our time. I admire you to the point of prostration."
"Hahaha, you really know this old man well, you're not bad either." These words pleased Doctor Fang; perhaps as people get older, they enjoy hearing nice things.
Qu Huaiyuan wiped his forehead; his clothes were soaked with sweat. The scene from just now kept replaying in his mind, and he felt his thighs starting to hurt.
He forced himself to stay awake and thanked the two women, saying, "We really owe a debt of gratitude to Doctor Fang and Madam Zhen. Otherwise, so many of us would have been in grave danger."
"I've been entrusted with this task, so I must fulfill my duty. You'll have to buy the medicine yourselves; all the medicine here belongs to the Fang family." Doctor Fang waved his hand, specifically reminding the group to remember to buy the medicine.
Upon hearing this, those present fell silent. Even if they had money, they couldn't buy medicine, let alone be penniless.
Zhen Wanwan also looked at Doctor Fang expectantly. She only had Western medicine in her space, not a single piece of Chinese medicine.
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