The shocking knife wound on the chest had blood-red flesh turning outward and red blood flowing out like running water.
Qian Chunhua is not a surgeon, and there is no condition for her to judge whether the internal organs are damaged. However, based on her own experience, she believes that there are no internal organs damaged.
The only thing Qian Chunhua can do now is to stop the bleeding and reduce inflammation for the little prince, the rest can only be left to God.
"I can only stop your bleeding, I can't do anything else." Qian Chunhua told the truth.
"Yes... yes." The little prince became even weaker.
Qian Chunhua told Qian Xingshan to put the cotton thread and needles used for sewing at home into boiling water, boil it for a quarter of an hour and bring it in.
Such a deep wound can only be sutured.
Qian Chunhua first gave the little prince an injection of anesthetic. Seeing that an unknown object was stabbed into the little prince's body by Qian Chunhua, Lu Qing wanted to stop it, but in the end he was unable to complete it due to his severe injuries.
"Since you have chosen to believe me, don't worry about what I do." Qian Chunhua reminded her seriously. She didn't want someone to tell her what to do no matter what she did.
The young prince waved his hands weakly towards Lu Qing. At this point, they were both fish on the chopping board. The young prince could only pray in his heart that the elder sister in front of him really wanted to save him.
After the anesthesia was administered, Qian Chunhua began to clean the wound, first cleaning the skin around the wound with warm water.
Qian Chunhua estimated that the anesthetic had started to take effect before he began to use disinfectant alcohol to clean the skin around the wound, and finally used alcohol to clean the wound.
After Qian Xingshan brought the needle and thread, Qian Chunhua began to prepare for the suturing.
This was Qian Chunhua's first time to suture a wound. Although Qian Chunhua was not a doctor before traveling through time, she was just an ordinary internist.
Holding the needle and thread, Qian Chunhua didn't know where to start. Finally, she made up her mind and used the little prince's flesh as clothes and began to sew it up.
The little prince and Lu Qing's eyes twitched, this method of saving people was the first time they had seen it.
Fortunately, Qian Chunhua was good at needlework and was brave. After the anesthetic was applied, the little prince did not feel any pain.
During the whole process, the little prince just stared with his eyes wide open, watching the strange lady sewing his flesh like she was sewing clothes on himself, and the cotton thread made a hissing sound as it passed through his flesh.
But the imagined excruciating pain did not happen.
Only Lu Qing looked at the little prince worriedly, fearing that he would faint from the pain.
After suturing, Qian Chunhua sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao on the wound, applied a hemostatic bandage to the wound, and finally wrapped the entire chest with bandages.
The little prince's external injuries have been treated.
Qian Chunhua finally gave the little prince a tetanus shot and an injection of antibiotics. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, finally getting rid of a person.
"Xingshan, help Wang Xizi wipe his body clean and change his clothes." Qian Chunhua arranged his younger brother.
She did this just in case. If someone hurt the little prince and found him here, at least it wouldn't be easy to find anything unusual from his clothes. It was a pity that her brother lost two sets of clothes.
Qian Chunhua then began to treat Lu Qing's wounds. Lu Qing's wounds were more severe and numerous than those of the young prince. The flesh around some of the wounds had rotted, emitting a foul stench.
It seems that the injury was not caused today, but has occurred for several days at least.
Qian Chunhua was secretly surprised. Lu Qing should be the young prince's bodyguard. He had a very strong will. Despite being so seriously injured, he managed to walk down the mountain by himself. When he was injecting anesthesia for the young prince, he was still thinking about protecting the young prince.
Qian Chunhua admired Lu Qing very much in his heart, he was just an eighteen-year-old teenager.
Qian Chunhua was thinking in his mind, but his hands did not stop moving. After injecting Lu Qing with anesthesia, Qian Chunhua first removed all the dead flesh on Lu Qing's wound with a scalpel, and then cleaned it with alcohol.
After suturing the wound, Qian Chunhua applied elastic bandage to Lu Qing. After bandaging it, he handed the final cleaning work to Qian Xingshan.
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