The people who helped the chef in the yard were frightened by Feng Ming's bloody appearance, and they asked with concern: "What's wrong with Feng Ming?"

Feng Ming was already fainting and couldn't speak. The villagers carrying him replied: "His thigh was inserted into a hole by a branch, as if he was hurting the blood vessels and kept bleeding out."

The strange man who followed him into the yard loudly added: "Xiao Feng was inserted into the inner thigh by a branch and injured his femoral artery. We briefly bandaged him. Although it could delay the bleeding speed, it did not have any treatment effect. He must be transferred to a hospital with conditions at the foot of the mountain as soon as possible to undergo surgical treatment!"

"Send to the county hospital for surgery? How much does it cost?" Feng Ming's parents looked embarrassed. It was not that they couldn't bear to bear the money, but that the family had no money at all.

The strange man immediately expressed his opinion: "We pay for the treatment. After all, Xiao Feng slipped into the valley and was injured in order to protect our people!"

At this moment, several strangers rushed into the yard, both men and women, shouting:

"Deng Chang, why did you carry people here?"

"Hurry up and carry the people to the entrance of the village, and our car parked there. We wanted to drive in, but the road in your village is too narrow."

"Time is life, hurry up and carry people into the car!"

The villagers hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to obey these strangers and carry Feng Ming away.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Yuan stopped him at this time: "Even from our village to the county hospital, even if you have a car, you have to drive for two hours. The mountain road is not only rugged but also bumpy. With Feng Ming's current situation, it is hard to say whether he can take it to the county hospital. It is very likely that he will die due to excessive blood loss on the way!"

"Ah? What should I do?" Feng Ming's parents suddenly became anxious. If someone was sent to the hospital, it would be a death. If someone was sent to the hospital, it would be likely to die halfway... What else can I choose?

The man called Deng Chang looked at Zhao Yuan in surprise, as if he didn't expect that in this remote mountain village, there was still someone who knew medical skills.

He said, "Young man, you are the one they said to be studying in medical college, right? You are right. Xiao Feng's current situation is indeed very serious and his life will be in danger at any time, so we must send him to a regular hospital at the foot of the mountain as soon as possible!"

"I want to send him to the county hospital, but not now."

Zhao Yuan started the Qi-observing technique and took a look. Feng Ming's righteous energy was quite weak. He grabbed his wrist and diagnosed the lower pulse. The pulse was also weak and weak, and his body temperature dropped severely.

These situations all indicate that Feng Ming has stepped into the gates of hell with one foot and may die at any time and cannot withstand the trouble at all.

He said immediately: "Feng Ming must be operated immediately, cleaned the wound, sutured the injured femoral artery, and then sent to the hospital for follow-up treatment!"

Zhao Yuan's words shocked the strangers, and Deng Chang frowned and questioned: "Although I happen to be a surgeon and can do such an operation, you have nothing here. Even if you want to have an operation, there is no way to do it."

Zhao Yuan ignored him and just rushed to the group of Feng Ming's people and ordered: "Carry the people into the house!"

Then he turned around and rushed into the room, called his father Zhao Shiquan, brought the table and door panel, pieced it together, and made a simple operating bed.

Outside the house, Feng Ming's parents decided to listen to Zhao Yuan after thinking about it.

After all, they are all from the same village, and I have watched Zhao Yuan grow up since I was a child, I believe he would never do anything to harm Feng Ming.

The strange men and women kept persuading them to take the person into the car and take him to the hospital at the foot of the mountain. Although everyone did not do what they said, they were still very polite to them. After all, their proposal was for Feng Ming's good.

Feng Ming was quickly carried into the house and placed on the simple surgical bed. At this time, Zhao Yuan also quietly took out the set of traditional Chinese medicine surgical instruments he had done before from the ring space.

This set of surgical instruments has not been used since they were made. Today, they first showed their strengths. They were under such harsh conditions and performed such difficult surgery!

But Zhao Yuan believes that it will definitely be competent!

Because it is a set of surgical artifacts!

The strange men and women also followed into the house. When they saw Zhao Yuan take out a set of surgical instruments, they were stunned.

But soon, they raised new questions: "Even if you have surgical instruments, there is no plasma or myrrh, let alone equipment such as ventilators and pacemakers! In such a simplicity, it is extremely difficult to take the surgery rashly. If it makes a slight mistake, Xiao Feng will die! "

"So do you have any better ways?" Zhao Yuan asked without raising his head.

"Of course I'm sent to the hospital at the foot of the mountain!" One of the beautiful girls said anxiously.

"It's too late." Zhao Yuan shook his head and said with a serious look on his face: "Under Feng Ming's current situation, he will die before you send him to the hospital!"

Deng Chang sighed and nodded, "You are right. Xiao Feng's condition has indeed reached a very critical level! Now, we can only try it out, first suture his damaged artery, and then send him to the hospital! Although this is extremely dangerous, it is better to have a life of nine deaths than to have ten deaths!"

As he said that, he directed his companions and the villagers in the yard: "Hurry up, boil some boiling water, make some clean towels, and put them in the boiling water to burn and disinfect!"

There is obviously no bleeding-stop cotton balls, gauze and other things here, so I can only settle for the second best and make some clean towels to make do with it. Fortunately, Zhao Yuan’s family is organizing a running mat, and the boiling water boils a lot, and it can be used immediately, without taking too much time.

"Do as he said." Zhao Yuan said.

Even if Deng Chang doesn't say this, he will continue to give instructions.

Deng Chang rushed to the temporary surgery bed in one step, shouting at his companion: "Yang Li, Wu Mei, you two are my assistants and help me complete this operation!"

The two girls he called were both nurses in his hospital. Then, he said to Zhao Yuan: "Young man, come and help me with it. This is the first time I have had the surgery in this case! Huh... calm down! Be sure to be calm!"

After slapping the two pieces below hard, Deng Chang reached out and picked up the scalpel that Zhao Yuan placed on the table next to him.
Chapter completed!