Lan An used some skill to twist his wrist and escape. "It's just a minor injury, don't worry about it!"

"Minor injury? Don't worry about it?" Chu Qiuze was a little angry. Who would not take care of themselves? "Minor injury that bleeds so much? When were you injured?"

Lan An was a little puzzled. He couldn't understand where the concern and distress in this man's eyes came from? They had only known each other for less than an hour.

Chu Qiuze didn't care whether he replied or not, he just untied his wristband, revealing the blood-stained gauze inside.

He frowned and asked anxiously, "Xiao En, can you stay here and watch over me? I'll go back and get some medicine and bandages."

"Okay, considering he's injured." Xiao En's words came out of his mind as soon as he finished speaking.

There was another cry of surprise from the crowd.

"Hey, don't panic." Chu Qiuze never forgot his immortal persona: "This is my pet. I have something to do now. He will help me watch over it here."

Xiao En: “???” What? What spiritual pet?

Chu Qiuze said sorry in a low voice, then turned to Lan An and said softly: "Prince, please wait for me for a while, I will go back to... the fairyland to get you some medicine."

After saying that, he turned his back, muttered a stupid curse under his breath, and went back to his villa.

Lan An, who had practiced martial arts since childhood and had sharp eyes and ears, heard it clearly, "???" Save the people???

Who dares to say such big words?

Chu Qiuze's family is in the pharmaceutical industry, so they have no shortage of emergency medicines at home. He didn't know whether the handsome prince's wound had become inflamed, so he also brought antibiotics and other medicines with him.

He packed up his things in no time and hurried back.

"Go find a cleaner place and I'll help you treat your wound." Chu Qiuze pulled Lan An and said without letting anyone know, "If you don't treat this wound, you might end up being a one-armed hero in the future."

In Lan An's eyes, a real man bleeds but does not cry. Having been on the battlefield, being injured and bleeding was a common occurrence for him. So for him, this small injury on his arm would heal naturally in two months of rest.

Even his men had never been so nervous.

For a moment, he had a different opinion of Chu Qiu Ze. No matter what his background was, he was definitely a very soft-hearted person.

"Let's go!" Lan An let him hold her wrist and lead the way. It wasn't long before they returned to the county government office where they were temporarily staying.

But getting to the door and entering was a difficult task.

Chu Qiuze's modified fully automatic wheelchair can be said to be able to walk on this ancient stone road as easily as on flat ground, but it does not include climbing stairs.

There was a rare hint of smile in Lan An's eyes, but he still called two yamen runners to carry Chu Qiu Ze in.

It was carried together with the wheelchair.

Chu Qiuze, who was so shameless, felt embarrassed and said to Lan An in anger, "What are you laughing at? If you laugh again, I won't treat your arm. In the future, you will have a crippled arm and I will have a crippled leg. We are still a perfect match."

Perfect match?

Caught off guard, Lan An's ears blushed; is this male god so indecent to everyone?

"What are you still standing there for?" Chu Qiuze pulled Lan An to sit down at the table, "Take off your clothes."

Blue Eucalyptus: “???”

Chu Qiuze didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and urged: "Hurry up, if you don't take off your clothes, how can I check your wound?"

"Huh!" Lan An let out a long breath and spat at himself for having acted in a lewd way.

He bent down and pulled out a short knife from his boot, then cut off his sleeve with the knife. "This is the only place that's injured."

Chu Qiuze raised his eyebrows. He cut off his sleeves now. Are you hinting at something?

However, his thoughts were quickly interrupted by the red gauze on his arm.

Previously, when he found blood on Blue Gum's forearm, he thought it was just an injury, but he didn't expect that the whole arm was wrapped in gauze, just like a mummy.

This gauze looked like it was at least two or three days old. Chu Qiuze didn't dare to remove it forcefully for fear of tearing the wound, so he could only use a pair of small scissors to cut it open little by little.

Lan An looked at his cautious look and suddenly had a strange feeling, which was hard to explain, like an itchy feeling in her heart.

"Hiss~!" Chu Qiuze took a breath of cool air.

The wound stretched directly from the biceps to the forearm, and was at least thirty centimeters long. The edges were already red, swollen, and inflamed, and it looked truly terrifying.

Chu Qiuze sniffed it gently and smelled a medicinal smell. "How long have you been injured? What medicine did you use before?"

"I got hurt half a month ago, and I used the golden medicine given by Shang Yuci to treat it." Lan An frowned.

He looked as if he was not the one injured.

Chu Qiuze rolled his eyes. It was just a golden medicine, why did he have to add a gift to it?

But I have to admit that this golden medicine is still somewhat effective. With such a severe wound and such hot weather, the wound has not festered even after half a month.

It's just that the wound heals too slowly.

Chu Qiuze took out alcohol and iodine and prepared to clean the wound. "Bear with it, it will hurt a little."

pain?

This word does not exist in Lan An's dictionary. He looked at the transparent liquid that Chu Qiuze took out and had a keen sense of smell. "Wine?"

Just a little pungent.

"That's about right! This is alcohol, for disinfection." Chu Qiuze was afraid that he didn't understand, so he explained again: "There are many microorganisms on the wound that are invisible to the naked eye. They will cause the wound to become red and swollen or even fester. If it is not treated in time, amputation may be necessary if the condition is serious."

Lan An nodded, and thought that popularizing this knowledge in the military camp in the future might save many soldiers' lives.

Chu Qiuze continued to explain to him: "I will sew up your wound first, and then apply medicine and bandage it. But I don't have anesthesia, so it will be very painful when I sew it up."

All right! Lan An saw through it again. This man is not only soft-hearted, but also very afraid of pain. It’s just stitching, how painful can it be?

But his focus was not there, but on closing the wound.

For ordinary external injuries, such as knife wounds, the doctor's treatment method is to apply medicine and then wrap it with gauze, and change the medicine every few days. If it is really serious, the patient will take a few more doses of medicine and rest for a period of time.

Suturing a wound was indeed unheard of; but for a layman like him who knew nothing about medicine, it was very reasonable.

This is just like when a piece of clothing is torn, you can sew it up and continue to wear it. It's the same principle.

"Are you a doctor?" Lan An looked at Chu Qiuze's hands trembling slightly while he was sewing, and tried to divert his attention.

Chu Qiuze had learned these trauma first aid techniques, but it was indeed his first time to perform surgery to suture a wound, so it was inevitable that his hands would tremble.

And he was a little embarrassed to face the ugly way the blue gum was sewn.

He himself was disgusted with it.

When the wound heals, it will be a big centipede, which will greatly affect the perfect texture.

"Well, I'm not a doctor. My brother and mother are both." Chu Qiuze stopped and looked at him, his expression still calm.

He whistled a rascally tone and said jokingly, "In ancient times, Guan Gong scraped his bones to heal his wounds, and now the prince sews up the wounds without changing his expression."

Lan An twitched the corner of his mouth, not knowing how to respond to this. This feeling was like being bitten by a mosquito, could it be called painful?

Although the wound was sutured ugly, it was still successful and at least there was no bleeding now.

After bandaging the wound again, Chu Qiuze thoughtfully tied a beautiful bow for him, "Don't let the wound touch water again, and don't use this arm recently. Come to me every three days to change the medicine for you, and the stitches can be removed in about half a month."

He then took out two boxes of medicine. Considering that the ancients had never taken Western medicine, he reduced the dosage by half: "One is an anti-inflammatory medicine, and the other is a painkiller. Take one pill twice a day, both after meals."

This medical instruction is textbook quality.

But Lan An didn't answer. He frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Why? Are you afraid that I will poison you?" Chu Qiuze said unhappily, "We gods never use such despicable means, and I have no grudge against you, why would I harm you?"

"No, I'm just afraid that this medicine is too precious." Lan An took the medicine and swallowed it on the spot.

It has no taste, but it feels a bit stuck in the throat.

Chu Qiuze: "...Are you saying no with your mouth but being honest with your body?"

It came again and again. After knowing each other for only half a day, he had already felt teased by this male god no less than three times.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to change the subject again: "I just want to ask for advice on how to treat this injury. Or if you can help me teach a few doctors, I will pay you."

Chu Qiuze raised his eyebrows: "It's free, you can teach anyone, but you have to call me your male god first."

Okay, the feeling of being teased has come full circle.

Lan An thought about the millions of ordinary people and the countless soldiers who lost their lives due to external injuries, and finally compromised.

"My god!"

His tone was steady, without any hint of emotional ups and downs.

"Pfft!" But Chu Qiuze still laughed out loud. This guy was really too funny. "Hahahaha, you're so cute. Hahaha, you always have a stern face and look fierce. I didn't expect that you are so well-behaved in private."

Lan An turned around and hid his red ears. He knew that the word "male god" must not mean what it seems.

Chu Qiuze laughed enough and said breathlessly: "Okay, I'll let you go. Let's get to know each other again. My name is Chu Qiuze, and you can just call me Qiuze."

Calling him Qiu Ze is already very intimate. Just take it slow. That's how you boil a frog in warm water, Chu Qiu Ze thought.

Lan An was not fooled again and just called out "Mr. Chu" with an expressionless face.

Chu Qiuze grumbled a little, but finally let him go and began to talk seriously about the concept of disinfection, bacterial infection, first aid for trauma, emergency hemostasis and bandaging, and even cardiopulmonary resuscitation after cardiac arrest.

Lan An just listened at first, but later he took out a pen and paper and began to record every word.

Modern people almost all understand this knowledge, but for ancient people like Blue Gum, it is somewhat unbelievable, but also seems reasonable.

For example, they never considered that there was a chance of saving the person after the heart stopped beating.

Lan An's blood boiled after hearing this, and he wanted to spread this knowledge to the whole country immediately.

As Chu Qiuze was talking, he turned around and glanced at Lan An. The gratitude value was shining brightly on his head.

“999999!!!”

Chu Qiu Ze's eyes turned red with excitement, thinking about how his half-brother Chen Chuzhi only had a Gratitude Value of 1,000, and seeing that the Prince's Gratitude Value was almost one million, he now wanted to have his wedding night right there and then.

His gaze became more and more intense. Lan An's hand, which was writing as fast as the wind, paused. He felt a slight chill on his back and even broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

What happened to Chu Qiuze?

Chu Qiuze looked at it a few more times and suddenly realized something was wrong.

Normally, the gratitude value is displayed on the top of the head as a black number, which stays for a few seconds and then disappears, which means that the collection is successful.

But the number on top of this blue gum is red, and there are three exclamation marks behind it. Moreover, it has never disappeared.

What does this mean?

Is it because Xiao En is not around?