Chapter 104 Injured
Feng Qingsui went to bed early and was awakened by Zisu in the middle of the night.
"Madam, Baifu, who is with the Second Master, is looking for you. He said that the Second Master was seriously injured and has just been sent back to the mansion. He wants you to go and treat him."
Feng Qingsui was shocked for a moment, then immediately got out of bed, changed his clothes, took his medical kit, and followed Baifu to Canghaixuan where Ji Changqing was.
As soon as I entered Ji Changqing's dormitory, I saw Shi An sitting in front of the bed, holding Ji Changqing's chest with an anxious look on his face.
Seeing her is like seeing the Tathagata.
"Madam, please help the Second Master. He was hit in the ribs by a musket ball."
Feng Qingsui stepped forward and saw that the cloth covering Ji Changqing's chest was stained red, and his heart sank.
"Move the lights over here!"
After she gave the order, she switched places with Shi An.
Shi An and Bai Fu hurriedly moved all the lamps in Canghaixuan to the side of the bed.
Feng Qingsui reached out to untie Ji Changqing's belt, intending to take off his upper body clothes so that he could remove the bullet and clean the wound.
But Ji Changqing held his hands.
"Just cut the wound open, don't remove the clothes."
Feng Qingsui: “???”
It's such a time, and you're still concerned about the difference between men and women.
“It’s too late to cut it.”
She said unhappily.
"If you don't stop the bleeding, you'll bleed to death."
Ji Changqing insisted: "There's still time. I'm quick and can cut it myself."
Feng Qingsui: “…”
She didn't believe that he had no lover because he was so loyal and chaste that he wouldn't allow anyone to even look at him.
The injured person refused to cooperate, so she had no choice but to compromise.
After carefully cutting open the clothes on his chest with scissors, she felt the wound, determined the depth of the bullet's embedment, and then gave Ji Changqing Ma Fei San.
After the Ma Fei San took effect, he scraped the bone surface with a sharp knife, cut out the lead bullet, and then ground off the flesh and bones that had been contaminated by the lead bullet.
The fragments embedded in the flesh were picked out one by one with silver tweezers.
Then apply hemostatic powder.
Not long after Ji Changqing drank the Ma Fei San, he vaguely felt a knife cutting through his flesh and scraping across his bones. The pain seemed to come through several layers of space, distant and dull.
His eyelids felt heavy as if they were filled with lead, but he still tried his best to keep them open and stare at the soft hands busy on his chest.
This situation seems familiar.
The situation should have been similar in Wucheng back then.
He thought vaguely.
Only that time he was injured in the abdomen, not the ribs.
He didn't let Feng Qingsui take off her clothes because he was afraid that she would discover the scar on his abdomen.
That was the wound she had stitched with her own hands, so she must remember it.
She had been intending to leave from the beginning. If she knew that he knew she was lying to him from the beginning, she would definitely be furious and run away even faster.
Just as Feng Qingsui was about to bandage Ji Changqing's wound, the doorman brought someone to find Baifu.
It's the judge of the Fang Court.
"His Majesty has just sent a message back to the palace, ordering me to come and treat Lord Ji's injuries."
Fang Yuanpan explained.
Ji Changqing hadn't recovered his strength yet, so Feng Qingsui answered on his behalf, "I'm sorry for taking the trouble to come out to see the doctor in the middle of the night. I've already treated the Second Master's wound."
The judge had heard that Madam Ji had some medical skills, but he didn't know how much. He smiled and said, "Could I take a look? I can report to His Majesty later."
Feng Qingsui nodded: "Of course."
After examining Ji Changqing's wound and the pellets and fragments that had been removed, the judge praised her, saying, "Madam, you handled this very meticulously. Most people only know how to remove the pellets, but don't realize there are also fragments to be removed."
Feng Qingsui smiled modestly and said, "It's just that I've seen a few quarry workers injured by gunpowder explosions before, so I have some experience."
The judge suddenly understood.
He said that fire guns were only equipped by the Suilong Guards under the Imperial Guards. Ordinary people should not know about fire guns, let alone have seen bullet wounds. How would Madam Ji know how to deal with them?
It turns out that she had treated gunpowder wounds.
No wonder.
The saltpeter and sulfur in gunpowder are much finer than shrapnel. If they remain in the wound, the speed at which the wound fester will increase several times.
If you know how to clean gunpowder wounds, it's not surprising that you can treat bullet wounds.
"Madam is truly a virtuous woman." He praised her again, "Your ability to draw inferences from one instance to another is rare among ordinary people."
Feng Qingsui chuckled, "Master Fang, you are too kind."
She only breathed a sigh of relief after Fang Yuanpan left.
She had indeed treated gunpowder wounds, but the technique of removing bullets was taught to her by her master.
It wasn't something the master taught her specifically, but rather something he mentioned while teaching her how to treat arrow wounds.
"Wounds caused by cold weapons such as knives, arrows, guns, and spears have neat incisions with clear edges, and only require hemostasis, debridement, and suturing.
Wounds caused by hot weapons must be completely scraped to remove the lead particles and charred bones and rotten flesh. No residue should remain, otherwise it will cause lead madness and fire poison to attack the heart."
She immediately asked, "What are hot weapons?"
The master said it was a musket.
He added, "There shouldn't be any firearms in the civilian population. You should treat gunpowder wounds in this way."
But I don’t know how Ji Changqing got this injury?
Could it be that the hunting tools used in this spring hunt are not bows and arrows, but muskets?
Was Ji Changqing injured by someone's accidental shooting?
She glanced at Ji Changqing and saw that he had fallen asleep. She thought that she would not get the answer tonight.
The second half of the night was spent writing prescriptions, picking medicine, boiling medicine, and feeding medicine.
Ji Changqing didn't know that he had a fever last night. He woke up in pain in the morning and felt dry mouth and bitter tongue. Just as he was about to call someone to bring tea, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure lying on the beauty couch by the window.
It's a little fox.
On her jade-white face, her long and thick eyelashes drooped at an angle, framed with a golden edge by the morning light filtering in through the window. They trembled slightly with her breathing, like the wings of a butterfly flapping about to fly.
The naturally red lips under her delicate nose are like flowers, waiting for the arrival of butterflies.
He tilted his head and just kept looking.
Until Baifu came in with hot tea and saw that he had his eyes open and was about to call out.
He immediately made a gesture to stop talking.
Baifu paused, slowly closed his mouth, tiptoed up to him, and fed him the tea.
Then he left quietly.
Feng Qingsui thought he had just dozed off, but when he opened his eyes, it was already noon.
She subconsciously looked towards the bed.
Ji Changqing met her gaze and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work last night."
Feng Qingsui stood up from the beauty couch, walked over and touched his forehead with his hand. Noticing that his body temperature had returned to normal, he smiled and said, "Second Master has a good foundation. The fever has subsided so quickly."
"You are the one who brought me back to health."
Ji Changqing said with a smile.
Feng Qingsui nodded: "I did put in a lot of effort."
This man cooked so many delicious meals, and she took care of his injuries without taking off her clothes, just as a way of repaying his kindness.
Thinking of the question from last night, he asked, "How did you get shot by a musket? Do you hunt with muskets?"
The smile on Ji Changqing's face froze.
After a moment of silence, Fang said, "He was injured by an assassin."
Feng Qingsui: “!!!”
"There are actually assassins who go to the hunting ground specifically to kill you?"
In such situations, isn't it the emperor who is assassinated?
Ji Changqing gave a bitter smile: "The assassin's target was Your Majesty, I just suffered an unprovoked disaster."
Feng Qingsui: "Is Your Majesty injured?"
"No."
Feng Qingsui: “…”
What's that assassin's look?
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