Chapter 297 A Knife Hanging Over One's Head
Li San Niang knew that the black-clad men who came out of the Bad Guys to go on missions did not use their original names, but instead used their ranking within the Bad Guys.
For example, Qiu Xiang was originally eighteen, but she was called Qiu Xiang after she came to Li San Niang's side.
Nineteen, who played the role of the groom, did not change his name; he was still called Nineteen.
The young man in front of Li San Niang who had lost too much blood should be Thirteen.
According to what Li San Niang learned from Qiu Xiang, the higher the ranking, the more skilled the martial artist should be.
While Li San Niang was thinking about this matter, her hands didn't stop moving.
Thirteen was stripped down to only a pair of underwear that had been cut in half. The most serious injury was to his abdomen. The wound on his chest that almost cut into his heart was also quite serious, but compared to the injury to his abdomen, it was at least not fatal.
Her left upper arm was fractured, and her right lower leg was broken. These were the major injuries that could be counted. As for the remaining minor wounds, Li San Niang didn't have time to count them all.
With Qiu Xiang's help, Li San Niang quickly washed her hands, put on her surgical gown, and put on her cap.
"Stay away, don't block the light so I can't see clearly."
Light a few more lamps, and place two more charcoal braziers around the area to keep it warm.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Xiang quickly went to do it.
“My injuries are minor, I will go with you.”
Li San Niang recognized the voice as that of the woman who had saved her outside the fabric shop during the Emperor's birthday celebration.
Although Thirteen's abdominal wound didn't have his intestines spilling out like Yang Shi's, with just a little more force, it would definitely have caused his intestines to rupture and his stomach to rot.
While quickly wiping and disinfecting the wound with a cloth soaked in the alcohol she had gotten from Mr. Bu Ke, Li San Niang thought to herself, "Even such a high-ranking member of the Bad Guys has suffered such serious injuries; the situation must be extremely difficult."
"Are those people from the Temple Gate causing trouble again?"
"Third Sister, would you like some?"
Brother Li carried a pot of boiled anesthetic powder into the room. Li San Niang thought that Thirteen had already fainted and there was no need to use the anesthetic powder anymore, but when Li San Niang was cutting away the pieces of flesh that were difficult to suture after disinfection, Thirteen shuddered.
Li San Niang then asked Qiu Xiang to pry open Shisan's eyes, only to discover that Shisan had been in a semi-conscious state ever since he lay down, and had endured the pain when Li San Niang was disinfecting him.
"You, no matter how much it hurts, you don't even make a sound!"
Li San Niang said angrily and told Qiu Xiang to scoop a bowl of numbing powder and give it to Shi San to drink.
While Li San Niang was busy treating the most seriously injured patient, Li's father and second brother were also very busy.
Li's father needed to clean and suture the wound, because although he had practiced, neither he nor his second brother could match Li's third sister's speed.
Although Li's mother could also help Li's father, she still couldn't match the speed and effectiveness of Li San Niang's cooperation with Qiu Xiang.
Fortunately, later on, Nineteen actually helped by feeding the medicine, cutting clothes, and disinfecting tools.
After Li Sanniang finished stitching up the deepest wound on Thirteen's abdomen and left a drainage tube, large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead and down her eyebrows.
Qiu Xiang quickly grabbed a cloth to wipe Li San Niang's sweat. Li San Niang closed her eyes to prevent sweat from getting into them.
Li San Niang removed the gold needle that had been inserted into Thirteen's chest to protect his heart meridian, and said to Li Er Xiong over there, "Second Brother, the Eight Treasures Soup, this Thirteen needs it now."
"It's alright, I can manage here. You go and help Third Aunt."
Brother Li Er responded and first examined Thirteen's pulse at Li San Niang's place. Based on his symptoms, he said to Li San Niang, "His pulse is weak. I'll add an extra qian of Astragalus."
Without looking up, Li Sanniang continued stitching up the wound on her chest: "Yes, I'll listen to my second brother."
She was busy until the second watch of the night. Hearing the watchman's clapper outside, Li San Niang collapsed into a chair, exhausted.
Li's father and second brother were also exhausted, both leaning back in their chairs, though they didn't slump over like Li's third sister.
Seeing that the patients had been treated to a certain extent, Li's father said to the man in black who was probably the leader of the group, "The one that Third Sister treated, and this one, and that one," Li's father pointed to the two men in black with more serious fractures and continued, "They are not suitable to be moved, so let them lie in this side hall for now."
"Find a stretcher, and take a few skilled men to transport him back through the back door in a carriage to recover."
The man in black bowed to Li's father and second brother, then turned to Li's third sister and bowed respectfully, saying, "We are grateful to Doctor Li, Doctor Xiao Li, and Doctor Li for their help tonight. We will remember your kindness."
"Dr. Li, what the hell is this?"
Li San Niang felt a little awkward. Although it was difficult to address her because of her status as a female doctor and the fact that her whole family shared the surname Li, it was not necessary to call her "Female Doctor Li" either.
"Oh, no, no, just call me Li San Niang."
Li San Niang sat up straight and pointed to Thirteen on the table in front of her, saying, "Thirteen will probably have a high fever tonight. One of you stay here, and I'll get the medicine later. If Thirteen has a high fever around midnight or four in the morning, quickly give him the medicine."
If the fever doesn't subside within fifteen minutes of drinking the herbal medicine, go to the backyard and call me.
After explaining all this, Li Sanniang thought for a moment and added, "His injuries are the most serious. Although he is young, we still cannot be careless."
If I don't get enough rest this time and it leaves lasting health problems, it could affect me for life.
The man in black nodded to indicate that he understood. Li San Niang then closed her eyes and was dozing off when Qiu Xiang woke her up. Still half asleep, she went back to her room.
Li San Niang only woke up when she entered the room and saw Li Da Sao sitting by the bed.
"Sister-in-law, thank you for your trouble. I've kept you watching over Dewdrops all night."
"Sister-in-law, please go back quickly. My elder brother should be back soon too. With so many strangers in the house and such a strong smell of blood, he'll surely be uneasy when he returns."
Li San Niang then explained to Li Da Sao the situation of how she and Li's father had rescued several people in the main hall, and that some of them would leave through the back door around dawn.
"Warm yourself up by the charcoal fire to cool off. I'll get you a bucket of hot water so you can soak your feet before lying down."
Just as Li San Niang was about to refuse Li Da Sao, she heard Qiu Xiang, who had been following behind her, say, "Da Sao, go ahead and do your work. I'll go fetch water for San Niang."
After saying that, Qiu Xiang turned and walked out.
After Li Sanniang and Qiu Xiang soaked their feet face to face, Li Sanniang thought for a moment and then spoke up: "I suppose that Holy Temple Sect has become rampant again in secret?"
Otherwise, the person ranked thirteenth wouldn't have suffered such severe injuries; if they had arrived any later, they would have bled to death.
Qiu Xiang fell silent.
After a while, Qiu Xiang spoke: "The news from the guild is that the Holy Son of the Temple Gate has gained support outside since he escaped last time and has returned to fight back."
This time, however, things will mostly be done in secret. The master has been extremely busy these past few days; it seems something has happened in the palace as well.
Li Sanniang realized she couldn't analyze the Holy Son of the Temple Gate with ordinary human psychology, and immediately thought, "They've come back with a vengeance; they probably won't be satisfied until they kill me."
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