Chapter 682 He is just in pain, not dying
Chen Jing'an felt that it was really unbearable to watch, fearing that if he stayed for a moment longer he would be unable to help but expose Xu Yu's shamelessness, so he simply retreated quickly and considerately closed the door.
When Mr. Qi saw Xu Yu's current situation, he frowned.
Mr. Qi walked over and didn't even wait to sit down. His face was as gloomy as water as he said, "Stretch out your hand."
Xu Yu held back his cough and pulled out his right hand, which was covered with small wounds, from the quilt. There was not a single piece of intact skin from the wrist to the arm.
Sang Zhixia's eyes were red and she forced herself to turn her head away.
Old Qi breathed lightly, glanced at Xu Yu with an ambiguous expression, and said with narrowed eyes, "Switch hands."
Xu Yu's face was pale and his heart was pounding. When Old Qi raised his eyebrows again, he blinked as if to show weakness.
Mr. Qi was so angry that his face twitched.
Old Qi gave Xu Yu an unpleasant look, then turned to Sang Zhixia and said, "Girl, I didn't have time to get the box I brought from home. Go get it for me."
"By the way, call Yanran over as well. She has never seen such injuries before, so it's perfect for me to practice on her big brother today."
Sang Zhixia instinctively didn't want Xu Yu to leave her sight at this time.
Qi Lao said helplessly: "With me here, I can guarantee that this bastard will be fine."
"With all the wounds on his body, I'm afraid he's in so much pain day and night that he can't rest for a moment. There's some painkillers in the box. Go get them and give him two first."
Sang Zhixia quickly nodded and pushed the door open and walked out.
Old Qi shook off Xu Yu's hand and sneered, "General Huoqi has become quite capable."
Are you sure you won't be caught by daring to do this in front of the doctor?
Xu Yu was not surprised at all. Old Qi could see it and he leaned over the bed and said with a wry smile, "Please stop making fun of me."
"My injury has only healed a little in the past two days, and I feel better today. Besides..."
Xu Yu rarely showed a guilty look, and said with a bitter face: "I just lied and was exposed right away. I can't get out of this situation, so I have to force myself to find a way out."
The Golden Feather Guards were Jiang Yubai's personal soldiers and knew exactly what happened in the Battle of Chuzhou.
Since Jiang Yubai sent the Golden Feather Guards to pick up Sang Zhixia, he would definitely not hide anything from Sang Zhixia.
Whenever Sang Zhixia asked, these people would tell the truth.
Xu Yu could guess with his toes that Sang Zhixia must have been holding back his anger all the way here.
It would be difficult to say this without first using your own injuries to show your pity.
Xu Yu said weakly, "When I think back to what happened in Chuzhou, I am filled with fear."
"If I had been a little careless or had a little less luck in that situation, I would have been completely defeated. Even I was in such a situation, let alone her?"
The more Sang Zhixia listened, the more frightened she became.
At this moment, Xu Yu couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he had the excuse of being seriously injured. Otherwise, in this situation, he couldn't even think of how to divert Sang Zhixia's attention.
Old Qi said with a cold face, "Since you knew it was extremely dangerous and that you could lose your life if you weren't careful, why didn't you think about her and the children at home before you decided to take the risk?"
Xu Yu buried his face in the pillow and said bitterly, "Master Qi, I really have no other choice."
"Under the circumstances at that time, if we couldn't take them by surprise and strike them directly, there would only be more unnecessary casualties. Those were unarmed civilians, I couldn't bring myself to do it..."
Chuzhou must be taken, this is the common understanding of everyone.
Moreover, opportunities on the battlefield are fleeting. If you fail to seize them, destruction will follow.
Before deciding to take the risk, Xu Yu thought about a lot of things, but when he was really faced with life and death, he could only remember very few.
It was not until the chaos was temporarily resolved and Xu Yu woke up from his coma and realized that he had saved his life that he felt a belated fear.
It's really too dangerous...
Old Qi stared at Xu Yu with an ambiguous expression. After a moment, he said solemnly, "Take off your clothes. I'll take a look at your injuries."
Although Xu Yu's weakness today was a bit feigned, to be honest, his injuries were indeed very serious.
If Xu Yu's own physique was not strong, if he had been replaced by a weaker person, he probably wouldn't have waited until today to play the victim.
Sang Zhixia walked in quickly with the box that Mr. Qi mentioned, and just saw Mr. Qi using a knife to cut the flesh off Xu Yu's back.
Xu Yu didn't care about playing the victim anymore at this time. He gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Old Qi moved with a steady hand, the tip of the knife rolling through the re-extracted liquor. Without even looking up, he said, "Girl, open the box and find the acupuncture knife set."
"Yanran, come and help me."
Sang Zhixia bit the tip of her tongue and forced herself to look away, then handed over what Mr. Qi wanted.
Although Xu Yanran's face was pale, she was not at all flustered as she walked over to hand something to Mr. Qi.
Old Qi found a suitable needle knife and moved it around the white area of Xu Yu's back wound. He explained, "The military doctor did his best, but unfortunately he was a little soft-hearted and not decisive enough."
"When wounds are caused by cold blades, the unclean parts must be removed promptly. Otherwise, internal heat will flare up, causing persistent fever and ulceration."
"On the battlefield, many people lost their lives later despite not having serious injuries at the time. This is the reason."
Mr. Qi’s hands were steady, and his voice was also steady.
One after another, the blood-stained and rotting needle knives were thrown into a large bowl soaked in strong liquor.
Elder Qi's tone was filled with silent gentleness: "We've already gotten through the difficult times. Now we just need to heal the wound to prevent it from festering and becoming inflamed. That way, our lives will be saved."
Xu Yanran quickly handed over the ox-hair needle that Elder Qi was going to use. Elder Qi took the thread made from the casing that had been passed through a special place on the medicine, stood up and motioned Xu Yanran to come over: "Come here."
Xu Yanran's hands trembled: "Mr. Qi, I...my eldest brother..."
"He's just in pain, he's not going to die."
Mr. Qi said coldly, "If you want to practice medicine and save lives, you must have a cold and hard heart."
"No matter who the injured person is or how serious their injury is, you must remain absolutely calm and know what to do next."
After saying this, Old Qi glanced at Xu Yu, who was sweating profusely, with a half-smile, and sneered, "Your elder brother is strong and can handle it."
"You've learned well before, but you've never had the chance to practice. Today, you've caught your eldest brother, who won't resist, so you should practice your skills."
After saying this, Mr. Qi sat down beside him and poured himself a cup of tea.
Xu Yanran bit her lower lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. She looked at Xu Yu, who seemed to be soaked in blood and cold sweat, and her whole body was trembling.
Sang Zhixia, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly put her hand on Xu Yanran's shoulder, walked over and sat at the head of the bed, holding Xu Yanran's cold hands, and said word by word: "Yanran, do it."
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