As a military doctor, Shen Zhaozhao has seen a lot of blood.
Not to mention the little bit of scarlet on her finger, she had also seen the blood gushing out like a fountain due to a ruptured aorta.
But there has never been a time like this that made her feel so panicked.
"Zhan Nanxing?"
Shen Zhaozhao didn't dare to delay and pushed the man who was blocking the edge of the bed beside him out.
"Um."
Zhan Nanxing responded, his voice revealing reluctance and patience.
With the help of candlelight, she could see the situation of Zhan Nanxing clearly.
Three feather arrows were stuck in his body.
Each one caused penetrating wounds due to the powerful firing force. One penetrated Zhan Nanxing's shoulder blade, one penetrated his arm, and one, which was also the most fatal one, went straight through Zhan Nanxing's chest.
Shen Zhaozhao looked at the arrow that pierced through from behind.
The arrow was stained with blood, and there was a cold glow in the bright red.
"Third Young Master!" Zhan Ping and Huang Ye rushed in from outside. Seeing the scene in the house, they were so scared that they rushed over.
Shen Zhaozhao raised his hand to stop them.
For the first time, she discovered that her hands were shaking.
She looked down at Zhan Nanxing, her shadow reflected in his peach blossom eyes.
Zhan Nanxing was still smiling, "I'm glad you're okay..."
Before he could finish his words, he gasped in pain and could no longer speak.
Shen Zhaozhao quickly stretched out two fingers and pressed on Zhan Nanxing's carotid artery to confirm that the pulse was still beating strongly. He estimated that the arrow that pierced his chest did not hurt his vital parts, so he felt a little relieved.
"Huang Ye, go call Cao Ya over," Shen Zhaozhao held his trembling hands tightly and hid them behind his back.
With a calm expression on his face, he issued one command after another.
"The battle is tied. Where is the second young master?"
Zhan Ping responded hastily: "The Second Young Master should be taking Feng Yong and others to chase those assassins."
"Okay," Shen Zhaozhao licked his dry lips and made up his mind, "Tell the second young master to keep an eye on the assassin and don't take any action. I'll go find him after I've dealt with him here."
Although Zhan Ping didn't know what Shen Zhaozhao wanted to do, he still accepted the order and left.
"Nanxing!" Outside the house, Old Man Zhan came over with Yang and the others.
Old Man Zhan was about to enter the house tremblingly, but was stopped by Shen Zhaozhao, "Grandma, you guys just wait outside the house. I need to treat my husband's wound. The more people come in, the greater the risk of postoperative infection."
Although Old Master Zhan didn't quite understand what was said, he knew that if they went in, there would be no benefit except causing trouble.
"Okay, Zhao Zhao, don't be anxious."
Old Man Zhan's gaze fell on Zhan Nanxing, who was covered in blood, with a firm look in his eyes.
"The sons of my Zhan family will not die so easily."
Guo also hurriedly agreed, "That's right, look, my second brother has come back to life, and my third brother is still alive. It must be a blessing from heaven!"
"Third sister-in-law, should we prepare again according to the preparations we made the day before yesterday before Jiang Hu was seriously injured?" Lin calmed down, thinking that Jiang Hu was also seriously injured before.
Shen Zhaozhao asked the officers to boil water and light candles and other things.
They don't just stand there and stare blankly, those who want to help should lend a hand.
"Yes," Shen Zhaozhao also calmed down, "I need all the candles and boiled water in the post station..."
After Shen Zhaozhao gave the order, Lin immediately took Guo, Zhan Zhiyao and Huang Ying to start working.
"Let me help you." Amid the chaos, Cao Ya stepped in and said softly.
She came into the house and first glanced at the messy ground. There was a woman's body and feather arrows all over the ground.
"Third brother of the Zhan family, everything will be fine." Cao Ya finally squatted beside Chen Zhaozhao and looked at Zhan Nanxing lying on the ground.
Zhan Nanxing felt tired even to open his eyes. He just wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep quietly.
"Husband."
Shen Zhaozhao's voice kept calling her from time to time. Every time she called her, she would force herself to open her eyes and look at her.
Tell her.
I will insist on going.
At least, she wouldn't become a widow for no reason.
After taking a general look at the situation, Cao Ya made arrangements on his own without Shen Zhaozhao's instructions, and first lit all the candles collected by the Zhan family.
Afterwards, bring some hot water and wash your hands.
When Shen Zhaozhao finished the general preparations before the operation, he turned over and saw Cao Ya had already put on disposable sterilized gloves, holding his hand, waiting.
The movements are very skillful.
If Shen Zhaozhao hadn't taught her once before, she would have suspected that this person was also a fellow traveler who had traveled through time.
"The wound is on the chest, we can't move it casually," Shen Zhaozhao poured disinfectant on the spot and started the operation on the ground.
"Husband."
Zhan Nanxing was vaguely aware of Shen Zhaozhao calling her.
Those peach blossom eyes opened dully, their gaze somewhat unfocused, as if he couldn't see her, or as if he couldn't recognize the two people in front of him at all, and who was his wife.
"I'll give you an anesthetic injection, and you can sleep peacefully." Shen Zhaozhao's words floated in his ears.
After hearing that Zhan Nanxing could sleep peacefully, he finally couldn't hold on any longer, tilted his head, and passed out.
Following surgical practice, Shen Zhaozhao cut open Zhan Nanxing's blood-stained clothes with scissors to expose the wound.
Shen Zhaozhao had seen Zhan Nanxing's body many times.
놛 is the type who looks thin when dressed, but has muscles when undressed. After all, he is a military commander, and the muscles of his upper body are tight.
The arrows in the clavicle and arm were easy to deal with. Shen Zhaozhao first cut off the arrowhead, cut open the wound, separated the skin and flesh, and pulled out the arrow shaft little by little.
"The pulse is slow." While Shen Zhaozhao was treating the wound, Cao Ya had been taking Zhan Nanxing's pulse. Feeling the changes in his pulse, he raised a warning.
Shen Zhaozhao looked at the shoulder blade wound that had just been sutured and bit his lip.
Zhan Nanxing's chest injury could not be delayed any longer.
“Sister Cao, you’ve seen how I sewed up Jiang Hu before,” Shen Zhaozhao looked at Cao Ya trustingly, “You sew it up, and I’ll take care of the wound on your chest.”
Cao Ya's eyes flashed and a smile appeared on his lips.
"good."
Shen Zhaozhao handed the needle and thread in his hand to Cao Ya, "You can do it."
Cao Ya took the needle and thread and took a deep breath. "I have never used needlework in my life. Now, I have to sew a man's skin and flesh."
After Cao Ya finished speaking, he didn't wait for Shen Zhaozhao to say anything more and just started.
Every stitch is done quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.
Shen Zhaozhao just glanced at him briefly, then felt completely relieved and went to treat Zhan Nanxing's chest injury.
Cao Ya is indeed a brave and careful ruthless person.
There was a lot of noise in the post station all night long.
In a room, the lights were on all night long, until a faint glow appeared in the sky, and then the door was opened from the inside.
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