Is it Physician Ren?
The three doctors were so eager to cradle their necks into the tent that they wanted to see how Ren Yuan was doing.
Seeing that Physician Ren's face was so dark it looked like he was about to devour someone, they were extremely anxious, like ants on a hot pan.
The furious Imperial Physician Ren walked up to them step by step and said through gritted teeth, "Go and lend that brat a hand."
"Hey, hey, we'll go pull him out right now."
Doctor Yin didn't hear what was said clearly and nodded repeatedly, afraid that Physician Ren would take his anger out on the three of them.
They couldn't withstand Physician Ren's anger.
After Dr. Yin finished speaking, he finally understood what Physician Ren meant. His eyes widened instantly, and he hurriedly ran into the tent.
Upon entering the tent, the three doctors saw Ren Yuan tidying up the thin blankets and pillows on the bed.
Doctor Zhao asked, "Xiao Yuan, how did you convince Physician Ren?"
Ren Yuan had his back to them, his hands moving non-stop as he folded the blankets, saying, "Just say it."
"And then Dr. Ren agreed?"
Dr. Yin could hardly believe his ears and asked again.
Ren Yuan folded the quilt neatly and carried it to the desk. Doctor Fang quickly put away the prescription on the desk.
With the blanket placed on the desk, Ren Yuan, sporting a victorious expression, said, "Isn't it obvious? Hurry up and help, three doctors!"
Upon hearing this, the three doctors rolled up their sleeves and began to dismantle the bed.
Since Physician Ren has spoken, no matter how angry one is, it is still something that he has agreed to.
Besides, if anything happens, with this young man Ren Yuan to take the blame, the wrath of Imperial Physician Ren will never fall on them.
Four people dismantled a bed, and in less than half an incense stick's time, the bed was torn to pieces.
The bed was disassembled, so naturally it was to be given to Lu Qiqi.
So the four of them carried the logs and headed toward the camp where Lu Qiqi was treating the wounded soldiers.
The narrow bed hadn't arrived yet, and Lu Qiqi didn't want to squat on the ground to perform the surgery.
Just then, Li Changlong and Zhou Yi returned with Sanqi.
Lu Qiqi then asked the two of them to boil water and disinfect the equipment they had just used.
Taking advantage of this break, she checked on the wounded soldiers in the tents.
As she expected, the soldier with the long knife wound on his chest was the most seriously injured person in the entire camp.
The remaining wounded soldiers, though seriously injured and with festering wounds, were far less severely injured than the wounded soldiers who needed stitches.
Flies swarm around wounded soldiers, and if these filthy creatures were to lay their eggs on their wounds, it would be a very serious matter.
Lu Qiqi thought for a moment and asked, "Doctor Luo, do you have any mugwort among the medicinal herbs you brought?"
After bandaging a wounded soldier's wound, Dr. Luo said, "There's a bag of them. I'll have Changlong and the others bring it over later."
Lu Qiqi nodded knowingly. She was about to pour some Panax notoginseng powder out of the bamboo jar for later use.
Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and a bright light shone in.
This made her squint, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw that there were two more people in the tent.
Imperial Physician Ren and Doctor Gao, who had left earlier.
Lu Qiqi asked, "I wonder what brings Physician Ren here?"
She came to the border to treat wounded soldiers by imperial decree. Firstly, she had the status of a village head to rely on, and secondly, she was not under the jurisdiction of the imperial physician, so she naturally did not need to obey orders.
Physician Ren asked frankly, "I wonder which wounded soldier the village head was treating just now?"
Lu Qiqi raised an eyebrow; she had just finished stitching up someone's wound.
News travels so fast in the army that it only took the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to reach Physician Ren's ears.
Regardless of what Physician Ren wanted to say, Lu Qiqi was not intimidated.
She pointed to the wounded soldier lying on the ground and said, "That's him."
Upon hearing this, Physician Ren quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and examined the situation.
With the help of Doctor Gao, he quickly removed the strips of cloth from the soldier's body.
Lu Qiqi's temples were throbbing.
This is a wound that Dr. Huang just bandaged. It's a minor issue if the bandage is removed, but if the wound reopens, it will take a lot of effort to salvage it.
She suppressed her anger and said, "Imperial Physician Ren is perfectly fine. If you mess with him a couple more times, he'll have a hard time surviving."
That's really an insult.
Fortunately, Physician Ren was preoccupied and didn't pay attention to what Lu Qiqi was saying.
Otherwise, if you get angry at two young people in a row, your liver and lungs will stop functioning.
The imperial physician Ren, abandoning his usual stern expression, smiled and asked, "May I ask, Your Highness, who your teacher is? How could you possess such skills?"
Lu Qiqi wanted to make up a story about this problem for her master, but she glanced at Doctor Luo and looked at Physician Ren with a playful expression.
She secretly wanted to do something mischievous, so she said, "I was fortunate to receive guidance from Doctor Luo, and I figured out this treatment method on my own."
Upon hearing this, Doctor Luo's face darkened. The person who was giving him instructions didn't even know how to use that scissor-like thing; he could only hold the curved needle by hand.
Let alone giving guidance, he was, in principle, an apprentice.
When Physician Ren heard that it was Physician Luo, his slightly cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.
With an air of "I see," he said, "So it turns out that the village head and I are from the same clan and school. Doctor Luo is my ancestor. May I ask if the village head is Doctor Luo's disciple?"
Lu Qiqi: "......"
Dr. Luo: "..."
Lu Qiqi never expected that Doctor Luo had such a great grand-disciple, and she almost choked on her own saliva.
She gave Doctor Luo a look and asked, "Your grand-disciple, don't you recognize him?"
Dr. Luo shrugged at her, indicating that he didn't know.
Lu Qiqi took a deep breath; she didn't want to argue about seniority with Physician Ren.
If one is of the same generation as Doctor Ren, then one is a grand-disciple of Doctor Luo.
Even if they are not of the same generation, they are still apprentices, so no matter how you look at it, the generational difference is not worthwhile.
So she said, "I am a close friend of Doctor Luo, despite our age difference. We are not master and disciple, nor do we have any seniority."
Imperial Physician Ren nodded knowingly, "I see."
Then he added, "I wonder if this method of the village chief can be taught to the army's medical practitioners, so that our soldiers can also receive medical treatment, and the Great Jin Dynasty can lose fewer souls."
Having said that, how could Lu Qiqi possibly refuse?
Moreover, she had no intention of hiding her suturing technique.
If the military doctors all learn it, her life will be easier, so why not?
Therefore, Lu Qiqi smiled and said, "Of course, when I am stitching up the wounded soldier, the doctors can stand aside and watch, as long as they don't disturb me."
"That's natural!"
Physician Ren readily agreed.
He never imagined that the stitching technique the prince had mentioned actually existed in the world.
He has truly had his eyes opened today.
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