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When Li Anran and Zhao Qingshan left the main room, they saw Zhao Da asking Er Gouzi something, with a heavy expression on his face. Zhao Er, who was originally in the front yard, was nowhere to be found.

"Zhao Da, what is going on?" Zhao Qingshan, the clan elder, asked.

"Elder of the clan, Erbao encountered a wild boar when he went up the mountain and was stabbed in the thigh. I'm afraid..." Zhao Da, who rubbed his boy's head, shook his head and said.

"Sigh...why are you so careless? Have you asked the doctor?"

Although Zhao Qingshan, the elder of the clan, is not a hunter, he also knows how powerful the wild boar is. In addition, the Zhao brothers are hunters, so they naturally understand the seriousness of the matter.

Since even Zhao Da said this, it can be seen that the situation is quite bad.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time..." Zhao Da said with a wry smile.

"Oh... let's go and have a look." Knowing that this kind of injury might not be able to be saved even if the doctor arrives in time, Zhao Qingshan paused the bamboo stick in his hand and sighed.

"Elder of the clan, I know a little about the art of Qihuang, why don't we go and have a look together." After figuring out the matter, Li Anran, who was standing aside, suddenly took a step forward and said.

"That's great! Let's go, let's go!" Zhao Qingshan, who didn't realize that there was a real person beside him, could not refuse, so he hurriedly agreed.

At this moment, Zhao Er, who had just disappeared, walked out of the room. Looking at his clothes, it was obvious that he wanted to go into the mountains and kill the wild boar.

Behind Zhao Er was his mother-in-law. Although her face was full of worry, she didn't say anything like not to go, but warned her carefully.

"Taoist Master, you and your clan elder are going to Erbao's house. Big brother, go back and get some things and follow me into the mountain..." Zhao Er, who happened to hear someone practicing medical skills, said quickly.

"Okay!" Faced with his younger brother's proposal, Zhao Da agreed simply.

So the group of soldiers split into two groups. Zhao Er accompanied Zhao Da home to get his things and then went into the mountains. Li Anran and Zhao Qingshan rushed towards the unlucky man's home.

Before leaving Zhao's house, Li Anran also went to the woodshed and picked up the medical kit that was always carried with the car from the sidecar.

After seeing the magic weapon that could play music on its own, Zhao Qingshan was not surprised by this aluminum alloy medical first aid kit.

Even though Zhao Qingshan is already over fifty years old, he is still in good health. In addition, as a countryman, he has walked a lot of mountainous roads, so his speed is not slow at all.

There are only a total of twelve households in Zhaojiacun, which occupies a fairly good area with mountains and water at its back, and the distance between each household is not too far.

Before Li Anran and Zhao Qingshan arrived at their destination, they heard a cry from far ahead, and their hearts suddenly skipped a beat.

When the two arrived at Zhao Erbao's house, some villagers had gathered here. An old village woman sat on the ground, crying with runny nose and tears.

Seeing such a scene, Li Anran thought that the unlucky guy had "leaved" without holding on. But Zhao Qingshan didn't think so, so he stepped forward and raised his hand and slapped him.

The sound that was still croaking suddenly stopped like a crowing rooster whose throat was pinched, and the atmosphere in the entire yard became silent.

"The people are mourning before they leave. Come and set up a house for me, so as not to be embarrassed." After calming down the situation with a slap, Zhao Qingshan glared and ordered.

Not to mention, the status of clan elder is indeed very useful. As soon as he finished speaking, two women came forward and helped the old woman on the ground into the back room without daring to say a word.

"Xiaoshan, people haven't left yet?" Zhao Qingshan asked after calming down the situation.

"Grandpa, the second treasure is still here, but..." Zhao Xiaoshan, whose name was called, quickly stepped forward and said.

"As long as you're here, get out of my way." Zhao Qingshan nodded, then turned around and walked to the door of the courtyard, saying: "Master, please."

"Medical medicine will not cure the disease, just do your best." Li Anran, who knew that he was the one to take the role next, did not dare to make any guarantees, so he went into the room with the ugly words in front of him.

After seeing the situation in the room clearly, I almost wanted to imitate Zhao Qingshan's behavior just now and find someone to slap him a few times. Of course, I can only think about this kind of thing at the moment.

Although I couldn't slap anyone, I did a lot of things as instructed. First, I asked people to open the windows to ventilate, and then I asked people to tear strips of cloth and boil them in water.

In fact, there was medical sterile gauze in the medical emergency kit, but Li Anran was really reluctant to use it, because Zhao Erbao was really blind on the bed.

One look at his pale face showed that he had lost too much blood, and his thigh was injured. If the aorta was severed, Li Anran didn't think he could be saved.

After some inspections, it was finally determined that the unlucky guy on the bed was not too unlucky. Although the wound was quite large, the artery was luckily not injured.

After confirming this, Li Anran finally breathed a sigh of relief. Using the reason that no outsiders could be present during the treatment, he kicked out all the people.

With no more obstructionists present, Li Anran opened the medical first aid box, took out the necessary items and medicines, and began treatment.

As for Zhao Erbao, who almost had his anus exploded by a wild boar, he happily passed out after inhaling a little "Mongolian sweat medicine" made by the wandering Taoist Li Guizhen during his lifetime.

After a single treatment, unnecessary losses were reduced as much as possible. However, the anti-inflammatory drugs and Yunnan Baiyao used still made Li Anran heartbroken.

Who wants these medicines to be used less? Even if you can find suitable medicinal materials to prepare Chinese medicine with the same effect, it will not be so convenient to use.

After working hard for half an hour, Li Anran, who had not done anything like this for a long time since going to college, finally sutured the wound.

Looking at his somewhat ugly works, Li Anran sighed. It was not that he lamented the decline in his craftsmanship, but that he was heartbroken that some of the absorbable sutures on his hands had been used up.

After putting away all the tools on hand, Li Anran hesitated for a moment before taking out a plate of anti-inflammatory medicine from the box, and after thinking about it, he took an empty medicine bottle.

Then he took out the blue and white capsules one by one, put them into white plastic medicine bottles, capped them and placed them on top of the medicine box.

"Zhenren, how is Erbao?" After seeing someone come out of the room, Zhao Qingshan, who had been standing at the door, stepped forward to greet him and asked.

"The second baby is fine now. I have kept the medicine and just take it on time. But I can't use heavy electricity. These two days are very important. Once the condition relapses, it will be really hopeless."

"One more person, bring in the boiled cloth strips and boiling water. Also, call Erbao's family. I have something to tell you."

As soon as he walked to the door of the room, Li Anran felt like everyone was watching him. Facing the concerned eyes of the villagers, he calmly explained and gave instructions.

"Xiaoshan, go and bring the cloth and boiling water in. The Erbao family will come out quickly. They have been rescued." Zhao Qingshan shouted again after instructing his son.

In fact, there was no need for Zhao Qingshan to shout. Just after Li Anran finished speaking, he saw a village woman running out of the house next to her. It didn't take a guess to know that this was Mrs. Erbao.

Considering that too many people entering the room would have an impact on the patient, Li Anran just asked Zhao Qingshan and his son and Zhao Erbao's wife to follow them into the room, while the others could only stay outside.

"Er Bao suffered a traumatic injury. I have applied medicine and sutured the wound. You must not be exposed to water during this period. It is best to lie in bed and rest without moving."

"Otherwise, if the line collapses, not only will the person suffer more, but if the aorta is injured and blood loss is excessive, in my current situation, I cannot save him even if I want to."

"This is the medicine I left for you. After unscrewing the lid, pour out the pills inside. Take this medicine two-quarters of an hour after eating every day, one pill at a time."

"Remember to screw on the cap after eating, otherwise the medicinal properties will easily disappear. Also, be sure not to throw away this bottle, and be sure to bring it to me after you finish the medicine."

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

But after he finished signaling, he realized that the eyes of the three people in front of him were not on his side at all, but were staring blankly at Zhao Erbao on the bed, or to be precise, staring at each other's thighs.

"It's...sewed? Then...doesn't it mean that after the injury is healed, we have to pull...out the thread?"

Compared to his son and Erbao's mother-in-law, Zhao Qingshan, who had already seen the "magic weapon" of the Immortal family, reacted much more normally, at least he didn't stand there stupidly.

"Well, the wound has been sutured and it will normally heal in fifteen days. As for the sutures, there is no need to pull them out. They will disappear on their own after the wound is completely healed."

Li Anran, who understands the technique of suturing wounds, which is very shocking in this era, is not surprised by the reaction of the three people, and this is the effect he wants.
Chapter completed!