Chapter 48: In case of emergency, surgical operation is required.



It turns out that this female guard's name is Jinlian.

I just don’t know if his surname is Pan?

Seeing Jinlian fall to the ground, Murong Yanran was also extremely anxious. She hurriedly rummaged through the house to find a few candles and then found a tinder to light the candles.

By candlelight, Qin Yuan saw a deep wound on Jinlian's waist, with blood gushing out.

If it is not dealt with, the situation may be imminent.

It was obvious that she heard Qin Yuan's cry and rushed to save him despite being seriously injured.

"Jinlian, wake up, wake up!"

Yan Jiaoran held her head in her arms, tears streaming down her face.

Murong Yanran was even more bewildered, and she shouted in panic, "Imperial Physician! Go find the Imperial Physician!"

The young rider had just finished arranging the defenses outside the house when he heard the shouts. He immediately hurried in and shouted, "Imperial Physician? Where can I find an Imperial Physician now? Let me take a look first. Don't be anxious!"

Qin Yuan couldn't help but look at her again. She turned out to be a beauty.

Although her face was still stained with blood, her appearance was far superior to those dazzling stars in her previous life.

Her beautiful eyebrows go straight to her temples, and her brows are full of heroic spirit. Such a brave and extraordinary female general really has a unique charm.

The female general squatted down, took a few glances, and then shook her head and said, "Although the injury is not fatal, the bleeding will not stop. I can only hope that by the time my father arrives with his troops, it will still be in time."

"Daddy?" Qin Yuan asked.

The female general glared at Qin Yuan again and explained unhappily, "I am the daughter of Pharmacist Li, Li Yinhuan!"

Well……

What is going on?

Why does it feel like you have a grudge against me?

No, I am a good friend of your father, Pharmacist Li!

Qin Yuan was confused.

Soon, shouts and screams were heard again outside the house.

Li Yinhuan's pretty face was frosted, and her fair, oval face was full of heroic spirit. "Your Majesty, you can stay in the house peacefully. My father's army will arrive in two sticks of incense at most!"

"She'll be safe then. Hopefully the military doctors can find a way to save her."

"I'll go take a look outside first. With me here, the thieves will definitely not be able to get in. Your Majesty can rest assured."

After saying this, he rushed out of the house to inspect.

It's safe for now.

Yan Jiaoran and Murong Yanran looked extremely ugly, with a dull look in their eyes.

He seemed to be worried about Jinlian's safety and felt very guilty.

Previously, Jinlian fought to the death to protect the safety of the two, which led to her being seriously injured to this extent.

Qin Yuan was somewhat moved by the affection between the three people. He sighed and said, "Let me try?"

"You...can you save her?" Yan Jiaoran's eyes suddenly lit up with dazzling light.

Murong Yanran was also ecstatic and spoke incoherently: "Qin Yuan, please, save her, save her, as long as you can save her, you can ask me to do anything!"

Qin Yuan said in a serious tone, "Help me find some needle and thread, a pair of scissors, and a wooden stick."

"I looked around earlier, and this happens to be an embroidery workshop. They must have these things."

"good!"

Murong Yanran had no doubts and immediately started searching around.

Although I don’t understand why Qin Yuan wants to take these things, as long as Jinlian can be saved, it’s fine!

Then, Qin Yuan said to Yan Jiaoran, "Let's help her onto the table and lie on her side."

As soon as the two of them arrived, Jinlian helped them to a square table and set it sideways.

Murong Yanran came back and asked anxiously, "Do you think this will work?"

Qin Yuan nodded and said, "Put the scissors and needle on the oil lamp to heat them."

Then, he threw the stick to Yan Jiaoran.

Uh...what is this stick for?

Yan Jiaoran took the stick, not knowing what to do and just stood there in a daze.

Qin Yuan took the pair of scissors that had been heated for a while, carefully cut open the clothes around Jinlian's waist, and exposed all the wounds.

Then he pulled out a dagger from his boot and heated it repeatedly over the candle for a long time.

Only then did he carefully and bit by bit cut open the part of the flesh that was turned outward.

"hiss--"

Yan Jiaoran felt as if her flesh was being cut, and she grimaced in pain and gasped.

Murong Yanran quickly stepped forward and held Qin Yuan's hand, demanding, "Qin Yuan, what are you doing?"

"Stop messing around! Let go!"

Qin Yuan was angry and glared at her as if she was a fool.

Murong Yanran was shocked and let go in disappointment.

Qin Yuan explained, "If we don't cut off the flesh, the wound will get worse. If the high fever doesn't subside, we'll have to prepare for our funeral!"

Yan Jiaoran was a little skeptical: "Is this okay?"

At some point, Li Yinhuan also walked in and stared at Qin Yuan's behavior, very surprised.

"You actually know medicine?"

Qin Yuan was concentrating on treating his wounds and had no time to pay attention to them.

The three of them knew what was good for them, so they shut up and looked at Qin Yuan closely.

"If she wakes up from the pain later, hit her on the back of the head with a stick."

Yan Jiaoran was stunned. What does that mean?

After Qin Yuan cleaned the wound, he picked up a silver needle and started threading the needle.

Then, just like sewing clothes, sew the wound one stitch at a time.

Yan Jiaoran and the other two were extremely shocked by the scene before them, which completely refreshed their cognition.

It can be said that there is no one before and no one after.

Even if the medical saint Bian Que were to be resurrected, he probably wouldn't have thought of using needle and thread to suture wounds, right?

“Hmm…”

"So, you can treat wounds this way?"

Li Yinhuan's eyes lit up, as if the door to a new world had opened.

She has been through many battles and naturally knows the benefits of doing so.

On the battlefield, many soldiers died because their wounds were not treated in time.

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