Chapter 430: Wan Lao Er Opens His Eyes
Wan Laoer carried Fubao to the cubicle and saw the doctor cutting Jia Yanbing's cotton coat with scissors.
The blood had frozen his skin and cotton coat together, making it difficult to take off the coat.
"Banxia, go get a basin of warm water. His clothes are stuck to his skin. We need to separate them quickly."
Banxia immediately put down what she was holding and hurried to the backyard. After a while, she returned with a pot of warm water and a wooden basin, with a white cloth draped over her shoulders.
Banxia skillfully poured warm water into the wooden basin, just enough to cover the towel, wet the towel and handed it to the doctor.
"Master, a towel."
The doctor cut a large piece of Jia Yanbing's clothes on her chest and threw away everything that could be cut off. What remained was the clothes stuck to her skin.
The doctor wiped it bit by bit with a warm cloth, carefully dissolving the blood that had frozen to the skin. This process took nearly half an hour, and finally all of Jia Yanbing's chest was exposed.
Wan Lao Er watched from the side and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. This...
There were at least four horizontal knife wounds on Jia Yanbing's chest, some of which were so deep that the bones were visible, and the skin and flesh were turned inside out.
Wan Laoer quickly reached out and covered Fubao's eyes.
"Girl, let's not watch it, or you will have nightmares at night."
But Fubao refused to do so. He stretched out his little hand and tried hard to pull Wan Laoer's big hand.
"Daddy, Fubao is not afraid. Fubao wants to see. That uncle is so pitiful. He has so many injuries on his body. I don't know who did it."
After Fubao pulled off Wan Laoer's hand, he looked at the doctor who was busy working and the doctor's subordinate Jia Yanbing, and said in a crisp voice.
Wan Laoer shook his head helplessly. This little girl, her father and he didn't even know what the future held, but she was still worrying about others.
After a long time, the doctor finally cleaned the patient's wound, but blood was still gushing out. The doctor solemnly ordered Banxia: "Banxia, go get me my needle and thread. This wound is too big and must be sutured, otherwise this patient will bleed to death."
Banxia hurriedly turned around and went out, quickly getting a set of needle and thread.
It was the first time that Wan Laoer saw someone sewing for someone. He had only heard of sewing quilts and clothes, but it was the first time he heard of sewing for someone. He found it curious and went closer to watch.
I saw that the needle that the doctor took from Banxia was different from the ordinary sewing needle. This needle was very strange and was actually bent. Wan Laoer had never seen one before. If the doctor hadn't said it was a sewing needle, he would not have known that this thing was also called a needle?
Wan Laoer became even more curious and stared at the doctor's hands. He saw the doctor skillfully pass the needle with thread from one side of the wound and then out from the other side, trying to make the wound look smooth. The doctor's technique was very skillful, as if he had done many sutures, like a skillful embroiderer.
After some effort, a long "centipede" appeared on Jia Yanbing's chest, which looked a bit scary.
"Alas, I'm old. It's so painful to just suture one wound." The doctor straightened up, sweating profusely.
Banxia quickly used a clean cloth to wipe the doctor's sweat and gently pressed his waist. The doctor obviously felt much better.
"Doctor, I see you are very skilled. Do you need to use more force to sew it?"
Wan Laoer saw that the doctor was moving quickly and thought that sewing a wound was as easy as sewing clothes. However, when he saw that the doctor's forehead was covered with sweat, he realized that he was wrong.
"It's not that simple. You don't work in this field, so you don't know. Is sewing flesh the same as sewing clothes? And you need to be careful, patient, and focused. It's a laborious job. But this wound is the simplest. Have you seen those wounds?"
After the doctor finished speaking, he pointed at several other wounds on Jia Yanbing's chest that had not yet been sutured and said to Wan Laoer.
Wan Laoer looked carefully and felt that there was no difference, they were both quite scary.
Wan Lao Er nodded gently, "Yeah, I see. What's the difference between this one and this one?"
The doctor also turned his head to look at Banxia, wanting to test his apprentice, "Banxia, come and take a look, what are the differences between these wounds and the ones I just sutured?"
Banxia hurriedly bent down and walked to the other side. After taking a closer look, she confidently said, "Master, are those wounds intersecting? The intersection is severely damaged, and it will be more difficult to sew it up."
"That's right. These wounds have three intersections, which makes them difficult to sew up."
After the old doctor said this, he said no more and started to sew up again with his head down.
Wan Laoer learned a lot of knowledge and broadened his horizons.
By the time the moon was at its highest point in the sky, I had finally finished sewing.
The old doctor was almost exhausted, but he did not rest immediately. Instead, he forced himself to stay awake and wrote the prescription, instructing Banxia to prepare the medicine and boil it for the patient to drink.
"Doctor, we rescued this man on the way, and we don't know him, but since we saved him, we have to save him to the end. Please calculate the medical expenses and I will pay you first. But it's already very late, and my daughter has fallen asleep. I need to find an inn to spend the night. We have to travel tomorrow, so..."
Wan Laoer wanted to keep the person in the clinic so that they could help take care of him.
"You don't have to go to the inn. I have a room here that is also for the patient. He needs someone tonight. I will let Banxia watch over him in front. But you brought this man to my clinic, so you can't leave. He is in a very dangerous condition tonight. If he can make it, there may be hope. If not, your efforts to save him will be in vain."
The old doctor pounded his shoulders and arms and slowly walked towards the backyard.
Wan Laoer was a little dumbfounded. This person hasn't been rescued yet?
"Banxia, you charge him five taels of silver. I am old and I haven't done such a long suture operation in many years. You should charge more money."
"Yes, Master."
Banxia respectfully helped the old doctor and sent the man to the backyard before returning.
Seeing that Wan Laoer was still a little at a loss, Banxia walked over with a smile.
"Brother, what my master said just now was just a joke. These five taels of silver are not for my master's hard work, but the medicine he prescribed is indeed good medicine. Your friend was seriously injured and lost too much blood. The medicine my master prescribed is very particular. It can't be a strong tonic, but only a warm tonic. He also prescribed you the medicine that will be needed later. The total is five taels of silver."
Wan Laoer was not at a loss because of the money. If this man didn't wake up tomorrow, they still had to hurry on their journey and couldn't delay his journey because of him. Although he bought his horse, he saved his life, so it was fair. In addition, he also paid his medical expenses today. In his heart, Wan Laoer felt that it was enough and had no plan to take him on the road.
He seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to just leave a seriously injured patient in someone else's clinic, so Wan Laoer was in a dilemma.
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