After breakfast, Shulan went to see Zhao Yousheng.
Even though he had acupuncture and medicine yesterday, he was still unable to speak while lying in bed. Only his eyeballs could move.
When he saw Shulan, his cloudy eyes finally showed some emotion.
His lips trembled a few times, clearly wanting to speak, but he couldn't utter a sound.
Clearly, even though he couldn't move his whole body, his mind was clear.
Seeing him like this, Shulan gently comforted him, "Uncle Zhao, don't worry, I will do my best to treat him. You can rest assured, everything will be alright."
Upon hearing that nothing would happen, Zhao Yousheng's eyes lit up.
After Shulan saw that he had calmed down, she began to give him acupuncture.
While inserting the needles, he explained to Zhao Yousheng the purpose of each acupoint and why it was necessary to insert the needles.
Several veterans came over and listened attentively as Shu Lan gave her explanation. No one interrupted, and even Zhao Yousheng listened attentively.
After many acupuncture points all over the body had been needled, half an hour had passed.
It was hot, and Shulan was covered in sweat. He Fengmian wiped her sweat from time to time, otherwise it would be very uncomfortable if the sweat got into her eyes.
After the acupuncture was finished, she breathed a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, several old generals who were chatting quietly nearby, who were not afraid of swords and spears, felt their hearts pound with fear when they saw the silver needles on Old Zhao's body.
After Shulan finished receiving acupuncture and drank a glass of cool boiled water, she finally felt alive again.
Rong Tengfei and the others pulled Shulan outside and asked in a low voice, "How is Old Zhao?"
"After he finishes the acupuncture treatment in the next few days, his body will recover somewhat, but it's hard to say to what extent. This disease can't be rushed; it can only be treated slowly."
He Fengmian asked, "Can it be restored to its original state?"
Shulan said, "No, even if Uncle Zhao is in good health, it's impossible for him to fully recover. There will be some impact, and he won't be able to go to the battlefield. However, he has practiced martial arts for many years. If he trains more in the future, we can see if he can be like an ordinary person. But this depends on his recovery. I can't guarantee it right now."
She's a doctor, not a miracle worker; this is clearly a stroke.
Hemiplegia is a typical symptom of stroke sequelae, caused by ischemic necrosis of brain cells due to impaired movement.
The aftereffects of stroke not only affect language function, but also include sensory impairment, mental disorders, and even a variety of other symptoms.
She couldn't guarantee any of these things.
When everyone heard her say this, they fell silent. Everyone knew that Old Zhao was a very strong-willed person, and they wondered if he could accept not being able to live like a normal person.
The only thing to do now is to save his life, since even the madam has said so, there's even less anyone else who can do anything about it.
Rong Tengfei said, "You've worked hard these past few days, Madam."
Shulan waved her hand: "It's what I should do."
After the silver needles were removed, the medicine was brewed, and the guards fed her the medicine, Shulan gave some instructions before she began to organize the medicinal herbs.
She said to He Fengmian, "General, you go ahead and do your work. I can go by myself. It's alright, I'm already familiar with this place."
He Fengmian did have things to do, so he nodded and left, but left his personal guard Wei Ming by her side.
Shulan asked Wei Ming to inform everyone that she was here and that any soldiers who felt unwell could come to her if they needed anything.
As she inspected the medicinal herbs, she discovered that several of them actually needed to be dried in the sun. She quickly took them out and placed them on a large winnowing basket to dry.
Wei Ming, holding the large winnowing basket, said, "Madam, please clean it out, and I'll dry it."
He doesn't know anything else, but he does know how to air things out.
The general told me to stay with his wife; I can't just sit here like an idiot.
Shulan nodded, and then one of them tidied up while the other started drying the clothes.
The two of them worked all morning, but not a single person came.
Shulan went to see Zhao Yousheng. When she went to eat lunch with everyone, she didn't see He Fengmian and learned that he was busy at the moment.
In the afternoon, Shulan thought she had nothing to do and was about to take a nap when...
Then someone shouted, "Madam, Madam."
Shulan heard the shouts and rushed out. She saw a soldier whose clothes were somewhat disheveled, but most importantly, he was carrying a man covered in blood on his back, with other soldiers in tattered clothes and covered in blood beside him.
The soldier's face had several scratches from sharp claws, all covered in blood, making it clear that his injuries were severe.
She quickly said, "Quickly put him on the mat next to you."
The soldier quickly put the wounded man on the ground.
Shulan frowned when she saw the wound on his chest.
While kneeling down to examine his wounds, he asked, "What happened? Were you attacked by some kind of wild animal?"
A man with a face covered in mud nearby said, "When we were patrolling the back mountain, we were suddenly attacked by a wild bear."
Shulan paused for a moment, but didn't stop what she was doing.
He simply frowned and asked, "Are there wild bears in the mountains behind here?"
There is a back mountain behind the military camp, but he had heard before that there were very few pheasants and rabbits on the back mountain, let alone large wild animals.
Therefore, when they hunt, they usually go to the mountains and forests in the north.
Another man nodded: "We didn't expect there to be a wild bear. We guessed it came from somewhere else. We didn't notice it, and we didn't expect it to attack us suddenly."
His voice choked with emotion: "If it weren't for Lao Qian dragging the big bear along, we might all be dead."
Old Qian is lying here, a man who breathes very little but exhales a lot.
Shulan nodded, and after examining the wound, found that the others were all minor injuries.
The multiple fractures in his left leg are manageable, but the most serious issue is the groin wound on his chest where he was scratched out.
The wound was deep and bled a lot.
Even though the external injuries were severe, they gave her a slight sense of relief: "Fortunately, no internal organs were damaged."
As long as it's not internal bleeding, the rest is relatively easy to handle. The most important thing now is to stop the bleeding.
But the wound is too deep, and medication alone may not be effective.
She first administered the acupuncture, then instructed, "Go find a needle and thread, and some strong liquor, quickly."
A man immediately stood up and ran: "Okay."
At this moment, Liu Moyang and He Fengmian also arrived: "What happened?"
They learned that a large wild bear had attacked people in the mountains behind the village.
"Let's handle it." Liu Moyang and Qu Ming immediately led a team to find the wild bear.
After all, if we don't find it, who knows how many more brothers will get hurt.
Shulan looked at the needles, thread, and liquor they brought over and began to teach them how to make it.
"I'll do it." He Fengmian saw that their hands were trembling, took the work and started to do it, cooperating with Shulan.
Then I watched as she started stitching up Lao Qian's wound, just like she was sewing clothes.
He Fengmian: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Good heavens, is Madam treating Old Money like a piece of clothing?
That's terrifying...
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