This way.
After Qin Mohan and the others returned to the manor.
Ye Qingcheng first carried Ye Jingyu to the Wisteria Courtyard, and after instructing Xiao Cui and Xiao Xin to take good care of him, she returned to Qin Mohan's courtyard.
"Qin Mohan, Qinglong, Thirteen, you all come with me to the Cold Courtyard."
"Hmm? Your Highness, why are we going to the Cold Courtyard?"
"Some medical equipment is in the hospital, so it's more convenient to get your injuries treated there."
Qin Mohan nodded after hearing this.
Then.
The group then arrived at the cold courtyard.
At the same time, the steward also came with two servants to assist him.
Ye Qingcheng led them directly into the pharmacy and then got to work.
She first prepared alcohol, medicinal powder, ointment, and the like.
Then he asked Qin Mohan to sit down.
Since Qin Mohan's wounds were all superficial and easy to treat, she started treating Qin Mohan first.
She first wiped Qin Mohan's wound with alcohol, then sprinkled some medicinal powder on it, and then applied some ointment.
All the movements were very skillful, and could be described as being performed in one go.
Butler Wang was thrilled when he saw it.
He felt like he was dreaming.
He never imagined that the renowned Physician Ye, who had been praised throughout the city for the past few years, would actually be their princess.
He remembered that three years ago, a servant in the manor contracted a strange disease and his whole body was covered in rashes.
The royal physician couldn't understand it and said it was some kind of venereal disease that was contagious, which terrified the entire household, and no one dared to approach him.
At that time, Steward Wang even wanted to kick that servant out of the mansion.
But the servant pleaded and begged, saying that he had never been to any brothels and how could he possibly have contracted syphilis.
In his helplessness, he was fortunate to hear of the name of the divine doctor Ye.
He then sent the servant to take a look, and it seemed that the servant only went to Ye's Medical Clinic once, and after returning, he recovered after taking medicine for two days.
At that time, he felt that the doctor Ye was indeed very skilled. After bringing Qin Mohan back, he was determined to report to Qin Mohan and ask her to see if the poison in her body could be cured.
Unexpectedly, after all these twists and turns, this Physician Ye turned out to be his own princess. How could he not be excited?
This way.
Ye Qingcheng quickly treated Qin Mohan's wound.
Then the next one is thirteen.
After she had Thirteen sit down, she examined the spot where Thirteen had been shot with an arrow for a while.
He then walked to a cabinet, took out a pair of rubber gloves and put them on, and then prepared a set of surgical instruments.
He returned to Thirteen and began to remove the arrows from Thirteen.
She would first apply some anesthetic to the injured area, and then gently enlarge the wound with a knife.
After seeing the blood gushing out, she used silver needles to seal the blood vessels around his wound.
Then, with her slender fingers, she pinched the broken arrowhead, shouted in her heart, and pulled out the broken sword arrow with lightning speed.
He didn't feel any pain until he reached the thirteenth, when a large amount of blood gushed out, at which point he began to groan a few times.
After removing the arrowhead, Ye Qingcheng quickly stopped the bleeding.
call!
After doing all this, she exhaled a breath of stale air, then picked up some bandages that she had had made and instructed Steward Wang to wrap them around Shishan.
After Qin Mohan and Thirteen finished dealing with the situation, only Qinglong, who was the most seriously injured, remained.
However, at this time...
Seeing that Ye Qingcheng looked tired and seemed to have exhausted herself, Qin Mohan asked her with concern.
"Your Highness, would you like to rest for a while?"
Ye Qingcheng shook her head: "No need."
After saying that.
She looked at Qinglong, made him sit down, and then carefully examined the arrow wound on Qinglong.
A short while later.
She began by wiping and cleaning Qinglong's wounds with alcohol before going to a cabinet and taking out a syringe made of bamboo tubes.
Qin Mohan looked at the strangely shaped syringe and asked, "Hmm? Your Highness, what is that in your hand? Why is it so strangely shaped?"
Ye Qingcheng smiled and said, "This is called an injection syringe."
"A syringe? What's that?"
"Simply put, it involves filling the container with some medicine and then injecting it into the human body."
For example, this contains an anesthetic. After injecting it into Qinglong's injured area, he won't feel any pain when I operate on his wounds later.
"Can Mafeisan (a type of anesthetic) be injected into the body?"
Ye Qingcheng rolled her eyes at Qin Mohan: "This isn't just anesthetic powder, it's a carefully prepared anesthetic."
"Anesthetic?"
"That's right."
"Hmm? Your Highness, you just said that as long as this anesthetic is injected into Qinglong's body, he won't feel pain when you perform surgery?"
"Yes! What's wrong?"
"Then why didn't you use this method before, Thirteen?"
"Thirteen, that's not necessary. Just a little anesthetic to numb the nerves is enough. Besides, the incision I made was small, and the arrowhead was easy to remove, so it's not needed."
Qinglong is now wounded by two arrows, one in his chest and the other in his abdomen. The arrowheads are inserted quite deeply, making them difficult to remove.
Especially that arrow in his chest, based on my observation just now, was probably only one or two millimeters away from his heart. Without anesthetic, it wouldn't be able to stop his pain at all.
And the most difficult part was the arrow in his chest. Not only was it deeply embedded, but the shaft was also mixed with blood. If he hadn't been careful, even a slight misalignment could have hit his heart, endangering his life.
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