Liu brought in a basin of water and, together with Yang, took off the blood-stained outer robe and cleaned the bloodstains off the old man's body.
Liu moved gently, her eyes full of concern.
Yang carefully held a clean cloth and cooperated tacitly with Liu.
When the two men removed the old man's clothes, they discovered that there was a fist-sized hole in his lower back, from which fresh blood was constantly gushing out.
"My goodness, no wonder you're covered in blood, there's such a huge hole in your body!"
"I see some herbs stuffed in there, like they're for stopping bleeding. Sister-in-law, let's wipe the blood off the old man's body, leave this area, and wait for Dr. Zhu to come and take a look!"
"good."
First, Liu soaked a clean, soft cloth in warm water, then gently wrung it out and began to slowly wipe the old man's forehead.
Yang squatted down, focusing intently on cleaning the bloodstains on the old man's arm.
She first gently pressed the blood with another damp cloth to allow it to be fully absorbed, then wiped it away little by little along the lines of her arm. For any clotted blood, she dipped her fingers in warm water and gently rubbed it until the scab softened and fell off.
Lili watched from the side, her heart filled with confusion.
Who would target an old herb gatherer who is too weak to even kill a chicken?
When Lili saw the old man, although his clothes were soaked in blood and he looked disheveled, there was no sign that he had been searched.
The basket fell to the ground, but judging from the spilled herbs, it didn't seem to have been overturned. It was probably just that the old man couldn't stand up and simply fell.
This indicates that the other party is not after money.
The wound on the waist was about the size of a fist, which meant either the weapon had a large diameter, or... it had been stabbed in and rotated inside.
Lili couldn't understand any of this, but fortunately, just as three basins of bloody water were being carried out of the house, Madam Chen finally arrived with Doctor Zhu.
Dr. Zhu was still having dinner at home when he heard from Mrs. Chen that someone was going to die. He rushed over with his medicine box before he had even finished his meal.
"Make way, make way, Dr. Zhu is here!"
Chen pushed through the crowd so that Doctor Zhu could get through as quickly as possible.
When Dr. Zhu saw the huge hole, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
He's been a barefoot doctor for so many years, mostly treating minor illnesses and injuries. He rarely deals with injuries that threaten to kill someone.
Fortunately, although Dr. Zhu had little experience, he had studied a lot of theoretical knowledge.
The doctor carefully removed the cloth covering the wound, revealing a bloody mess with fresh blood still seeping out.
He frowned, gently picked up some herbal residue from the wound with clean pliers, and examined it closely.
Shen Jiaqing, who had sneaked in earlier to watch Doctor Zhu practice medicine, immediately recognized it: "This is Agrimonia pilosa!"
It's in the book; he's read about it!
Doctor Zhu nodded: "That's right, this is Agrimonia pilosa. It has a hemostatic effect when applied externally. You did a good job. You used Agrimonia pilosa to stop the bleeding, which prevented the bleeding from getting faster. Otherwise, this person would probably have bled to death long ago."
But how could Yang and her family possibly recognize these herbs?
Not to mention that they used some kind of agrimony to help the old man stop the bleeding.
"No, no, we didn't put it there."
Old Mrs. Shen was certain that they hadn't created this thing; it must have been on the person from the beginning.
Old Mrs. Shen subconsciously looked at Lili.
To everyone's surprise, Lili shook her head: "Grandpa made this himself! The basket outside is also full of herbs. Lili guesses that he must be a grandfather who collects herbs."
"I see." Doctor Zhu praised, not having time to dwell on it any longer, and quickly began to treat the wound.
After carefully removing the shredded herbs, Dr. Zhu gently rinsed the area around the wound with antiseptic solution to remove blood and any impurities.
Then, he picked up a thin silver needle, heated it over a fire for simple disinfection, and carefully examined the depth and internal condition of the wound.
The silver needle was inserted into the large hole. Shen Jiaqing watched very carefully. Lili covered her eyes and dared not look. After two seconds, she quietly moved a finger away and looked through the gap.
The silver needle, about the length of an index finger, was inserted almost to the bottom.
Dr. Zhu frowned and went to look at the wound again.
Doctor Zhu was horrified: "If this wound had been an inch off, it would have pierced a vital spot. If that had happened, not even the legendary physician Sikong could have saved it, let alone the imperial physicians in the palace!"
Lili seemed to be deep in thought. She sat down cross-legged next to the old man, as if trying to see through him.
Ah, he's a grandfather with quite a background.
Old Mrs. Shen was terrified upon hearing this and hurriedly asked, "Then, can it still be saved?"
After saying that, he added, "Money is no problem, getting people back is the most important thing!"
Dr. Zhu didn't rush to a conclusion. Instead, he took the pulse of the old man's left and right hands, examined his tongue against his chin, and finally listened to his heart by pressing his chest against it.
Dr. Zhu's expression was grave: "The patient is quite old and has lost a lot of blood. Whether he will wake up depends on his own fate. But fortunately, although he is old, he seems to be in good health. His pulse is weak but he is not dead. I can only do my best. Moreover, the wound is deep. Even if he survives this hurdle, he is very likely to develop inflammation and high fever later. Whether he can survive then is another matter."
"Dr. Zhu, please do your best!"
Old Mrs. Shen said firmly.
Whether they can pull through is up to fate; they can save them, the rest is up to destiny.
"good!"
Dr. Zhu sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound and then began preparing to stitch it up.
Shen Jiaqing volunteered to be his little assistant. Since it was just a small task like handing things over, Dr. Zhu didn't mind that he was a child and focused intently on his work.
To avoid blocking Doctor Zhu's view, Lili got up and moved to the back.
Whether it was Lili's imagination or not, she thought she saw the old man open his eyes.
Taking advantage of the lull in Dr. Zhu's treatment of the patient, Mrs. Shen and Mr. Shen finally had a chance to ask Shen Jiahao what had happened.
Shen Jiahao recounted the events in detail to everyone, who were both terrified and worried.
"It's a good thing Lili insisted on going up the mountain, otherwise a living person would have lost their life." Madam Yang sighed, then pulled Lili to her side and pretended to spank her bottom. "This time it was an emergency. Next time, remember to find a way to inform the adults first, okay? Your mother will worry."
Lili nodded obediently: "I know, Mommy."
Shen Jiahao waved his hand and patted his chest: "It's alright, Third Aunt, I'm here!"
Liu slapped him on the head: "What good are you? What if a tiger or leopard suddenly jumps out of these mountains? Ten of you wouldn't be enough!"
Shen Jiahao scratched his head: "Not necessarily... Ten of them should be enough to take down a tiger?"
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