My life is almost gone, a hand is not that important.
After hearing the other party's accurate answer and seeing so many people watching, Jiang Xia nodded and without further delay, had the person carried into the small courtyard first.
Jiang Xia had dealt with many such things in her previous life. Plus, she had just received some training from the last time she was in the army, so she was not so unfamiliar with the situation. She simply made the man lie on the door panel and let this village bully cousin hold the Chinese medicine bag given by her grandfather in his mouth and recuperate.
Jiang Xia had no intention of treating the wound on his head. It looked serious and not fatal, but the steel bar that had penetrated his body was fatal. If it had gone a little deeper into his neck, he would have been dead, and his hand would have been implicated as well.
"Grandpa, do you have something like a pair of big pliers?" Jiang Xia asked Su Zhongshu.
"Yes, Xia Xia, are you sure?" Su Zhongshu nodded. He asked worriedly while getting something. This is no joke. One careless mistake could easily result in a loss of life. Although saving a life is saving a life, if it is not handled properly...
"Yes." Jiang Xia nodded.
But after Su Zhongshu gave her the pliers, she was in trouble.
She didn't have enough strength, so she planned to cut the steel bar first, then shorten it for treatment. This requires strength. Otherwise, if she kept dawdling and dragging, the wound would not only not be treated, but would become more serious.
Her grandfather is not in good condition either. He is old, has less strength, and his hands shake.
Just when Jiang Xia was in trouble, a voice appeared behind Jiang Xia.
"I'll do it." Lu Yuanting's voice.
He stood still as a mountain, quietly behind Jiang Xia. With a steady voice, he picked up the pliers, took off his coat that was in the way, and rolled up his sleeves.
The moment Jiang Xia saw Lu Yuanting, she felt relieved. With Lu Yuanting around, this was not a problem.
Jiang Xia did not waste any more time and gave orders to Lu Yuanting.
"When you cut it here, you must be careful. It's best to cut it off with just one pair of pliers." Jiang Xia pointed to the steel bar near the neck.
This is a trade-off: save your life or save your hand. If you cut it off with the clamp here, it will definitely involve the other end of the steel bar that pierced the hand. There are many nerves and tissues in the hand, so there is a high probability that you cannot save the hand.
But if it is not cut off with the clamp, then it will not only be this hand that will be lost.
"Yeah." Lu Yuanting responded. He took the pliers and aimed them at the position Jiang Xia pointed. His hands were steady and there was almost no shaking. One could only see the muscle lines on his arm bulging. Then there was a click and the steel bar was cut.
The extreme pain makes one lose consciousness. The village tyrant cousin lying on the door panel only felt that his hands became colder and were covered with sticky blood. Only the medicine bag in his mouth made him slightly more conscious.
Seeing this, Jiang Xia took out the suture equipment and started to sew it up before the pain and numbness wore off.
But she had just gotten halfway when a sharp voice was heard outside the door.
"What are you doing!?"
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