Chapter 10: Healing Injuries

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  Li Anran and Zhao Qingshan had just come out of the main house when they saw Zhao Da questioning Er Gouzzi, his expression very serious. Originally in the front yard, Zhao Er was nowhere to be seen.

  "What's going on, Zhao Da?" asked Zhao Qing-shan, the clan elder.

  "Clan elder, second treasure he went up the mountain and encountered a wild boar, was stabbed in the thigh, I'm afraid..." Zhao Da rubbed his own son's head and shook his head.

  "Alas... why was I so careless? Have you gone to see a doctor?"

  As a clan elder, Zhao Qing-shan was not a hunter, but he also knew the ferocity of wild boars. Moreover, the Zhao brothers were originally hunters, so they naturally understood the weight of the matter.

  Even Zhao Da said so, it can be seen that the situation is quite bad.

  "I'm afraid I won't make it in time..." Zhao Da said with a bitter smile.

  "Alas... let's go and take a look." Knowing that this injury, even if the doctor arrives in time, may not be able to save him, Zhao Qing Shan paused with his bamboo stick and sighed.

  "Zong Lao, I'm somewhat familiar with the art of Qi Huang. Why don't we go take a look together?" Li Anran suddenly stepped forward and said after understanding what was going on.

  "This is great! Hurry up, hurry up!" For a moment, he didn't think that there was still a real person beside him, Zhao Qing Shan. How could he refuse? He hastily agreed.

  Just then, Zhao Er, who had just disappeared, walked out of the house. Looking at his outfit, it was clear that he wanted to go into the mountains to deal with that wild boar.

  Behind Zhao Er was his wife, following closely. Although her face was full of worried expressions, she didn't say anything like "don't go", but instead carefully reminded him.

  "Dao Chang, you and the clan elder go to Er Bao's house. Big brother, go back and get your stuff, follow me into the mountain." Just then, Zhao Er, who happened to be skilled in medicine, hastily said.

  "Good!" Zhao Da agreed to his younger brother's proposal quite succinctly.

  The group split into two paths, Zhao Er accompanied Zhao Da back home to fetch things and then head into the mountains. Li Anran went with Zhao Qingshan towards that unlucky guy's house.

  Before leaving the Zhao's house, Li Anran went to the woodshed and picked up a medical box from Bian Sanlun's tricycle basket.

  After seeing that magical instrument that could play Qin music on its own, Zhao Qing Shan was no longer surprised by this aluminum alloy medical emergency box.

  Although Zhao Qing Shan is already over fifty years old, his body is still quite robust. Moreover, as a country person who has walked many mountain roads, he is not slow in terms of speed at all.

  Zhaojia Village has only twelve households in total, occupying this piece of land with its back to the mountain and its front facing the water, which is still a pretty good location. The distance between each household is not too far either.

  Before Li Anran and Zhao Qingshan arrived at their destination, they heard a burst of wailing sounds coming from the front, and their hearts suddenly skipped a beat.

  When they arrived at Zhao Erbao's home, a group of villagers had already gathered. An old village woman sat on the ground, crying and wailing with a mixture of snot and tears.

  Seeing this scene, Li An thought that the unlucky guy had already "gone". But Zhao Qing didn't think so, he walked up and slapped him with a loud slap.

  The originally loud and clear voice suddenly stopped, just like a rooster's throat being pinched shut, bringing the entire atmosphere of the courtyard to a sudden stillness.

  "The man hadn't even left yet, and he was already wailing, two men came to take me back to the house, so as not to lose face." After a slap calmed the scene, Zhao Qing Shan glared with his eyes and ordered.

  No wonder the status of a clan elder is quite useful. As soon as the words fell, two women came forward and helped the old woman on the ground into the inner room without daring to say a word.

  "Little Mountain, are you still here?" Zhao Qing asked after calming down the scene.

  "Ah, Second Treasure is still here, but..." said Zhao Xiaoshan, who was called out and hastily walked forward.

  "That's all, hurry up and get out of the way." Zhao Qing Shan said with a nod, then turned around and walked to the gate, saying: "Real man, I'll leave it to you."

  "Medicine can't cure death, do your best." Knowing it was his turn next, Li Anran didn't dare make any promises and instead spoke the ugly words before entering the house.

  After taking a closer look at the situation in the house, I almost wanted to learn from Zhao Qing's example and find someone to slap a few times. Of course, this can only be thought about for now.

  Although no one was slapped, the things that were done under its instruction didn't decrease either. First, it made people open windows to keep them ventilated, then it made people tear strips of cloth and put them in boiling water.

  Actually, there is medical gauze in the first-aid kit that can be used for disinfection, but Li Anran really couldn't bear to use it. Who would have thought that Zhao Erbao's situation on the bed was so dire?

  His pale face clearly showed that he had lost too much blood, and the wound was on his thigh. If it was a major artery that was severed, Li An Ran didn't think he could save him.

  After a thorough examination, it was finally determined that the poor guy on the bed hadn't had too much bad luck yet. Although the wound was quite large, fortunately, the artery wasn't damaged.

  After confirming this, Li Anran finally let out a sigh of relief. Taking the reason that outsiders cannot be present during treatment, he drove all those people away.

  With no one else around to disturb him, Li Anran finally opened the first-aid kit and took out the necessary items and medicine, beginning treatment.

  As for Zhao Erbao, who almost got exploded by the wild boar, he happily fainted after inhaling a bit of the "anesthetic" made by the wandering Taoist Li Guizhen before his death.

  After a treatment, even if he had minimized unnecessary losses as much as possible. The anti-inflammatory drugs and Yunnan Baiyao that were used up still made Li Anran heartache.

  Who made these medicines a little less, even if they can find suitable medicinal materials to prepare Chinese medicines with the same effect by themselves, it is far from being so convenient.

  After busily working for nearly half an hour, Li Anran, who hadn't done this kind of thing in a long time since he went to college, finally finished suturing the wound.

  Looking at his somewhat ugly work, Li An let out a sigh. It wasn't a lamentation of declining craftsmanship, but rather heartache over the fact that some of the absorbable sutures in his hand had been used up.

  After putting away the tools in his hands, Li Anran hesitated for a moment before taking out an anti-inflammatory medicine from the box and then took an empty medicine bottle.

  Then one by one, the blue and white capsules were taken out and transferred to a white plastic medicine bottle. After putting on the cap, they were placed on top of the medicine box.

  "Zhao Qing Shan stepped forward and asked as soon as he saw someone coming out of the room, "How are you, Second Treasure?"

  "The second treasure is currently unobstructed, I left the medicine, just take it on time. But also can't be careless, these two days are very important, once the condition relapses, it's really hopeless."

  "Also, bring in a person, and bring the cooked cloth strips and boiling water together. Also, call over Er Bao's family members, I have some things to instruct them."

  As soon as Li Anran walked to the door, he had a feeling of being in the spotlight, facing the villagers' concerned eyes, and explained calmly, instructing them.

  "Xiao Shan, you go bring the cloth strips and hot water in, Er Bao's family hurry up and come out, the person has been rescued." Zhao Qing Shan instructed his son and shouted again.

  It's unnecessary for Zhao Qing Shan to shout, Li An Ran had just finished speaking when a village woman ran out from the house next door, no need to guess that this was Er Bao's wife.

  Considering that too many people entering the house would affect the patient, Li Anran only let Zhao Qingshan and his son, as well as Zhao Erbao's wife, enter the house, while others could only wait outside.

  "The second treasure suffered an injury from an external wound. I've already applied medicine and stitched the wound. For this period of time, it's absolutely not allowed to get wet, best to just lie in bed and rest without moving."

  "If it bursts, not only will people suffer more, but if a major artery is damaged and bleeds excessively, with my current condition, even if I want to save them, I won't be able to."

  "This is the medicine I left for you, twist open this cap and pour out the pills inside. Take one pill each time, twice a day after meals."

  "After finishing, remember to screw the lid back on, otherwise it's easy to lose the medicinal properties. Also, this bottle must not be lost, after finishing the medicine, you must send it back to me."

  Li Anran knew that ancient people didn't know how to open medicine bottles, so after picking up the bottle, he demonstrated several times.

  It wasn't until later that he realized the three people in front of him were not paying attention to him at all, but were staring blankly at Zhao Erbao on the bed, or rather, staring at his thighs.

  "Suture... has it been sutured? Then... isn't that equivalent to waiting for the wound to heal and then having to remove the thread again?"

  Compared to his own son and Er Bao's wife, Zhao Qing Shan, who had already seen the "magic treasure" of the immortal family, reacted much more normally, at least he didn't stand there stupidly.

  "Uh-huh, the wound has been sutured and should heal normally within fifteen days. As for the stitches, they don't need to be removed, they will dissolve on their own once the wound is fully healed."

  It's no wonder that Li Anran, who is familiar with the technique of suturing wounds, would have such a shocking and astonishing reaction in this era, and it's exactly what he intended to achieve.

  If it weren't for not wanting these people to see the things in his medicine box, thus bringing unnecessary trouble, he wouldn't have driven everyone away just now when stitching up the wound.