When he walked up to the third prince, a follower squatted on the ground to support him, while another looked at the wound.

"Captain, the injury is serious, and I may not be able to save my leg." The words of the entourage made the third prince's face become even paler. Although he already knew this, he still held on to a trace of luck.

Without a leg; even if he has a leg but is lame, he will not be able to inherit the throne because he will be disgraced to the royal family and the country.

These dead soldiers wanted to take away his life, otherwise his hope of becoming crown prince would be destroyed.

The third prince endured the severe pain and forced his words through his teeth: "Send me to the palace, Doctor Xuan."

"Come on, by the time the imperial doctor comes, your legs will have been disabled long ago." Xining looked around and said, "There is a medical clinic nearby. Carry him there."

The third prince, who had gone to war with the army at the age of thirteen, understood that this ordinary medical clinic could not save his leg at all, so he refused: "I am the third prince, please send me to the palace!"

"Idiot!" Xi Ning scolded the third prince into silence with one sentence. He put his hands on his waist and stared at his eyes: "The imperial doctor can only treat diseases, but military doctors are required to treat knife wounds. When it comes to treating knife wounds, which military doctor can be better than us?

From Black Tiger Village? I told you to send him to the medical center, so I sent you to the medical center. Why are you standing there, carrying someone?"

It seemed to make sense. Black Tiger Village was in the business of licking blood from the edge of a knife, and injuries were commonplace. The third prince no longer objected and was carried into the hospital.

When the people in the medical center saw the situation outside, they were frightened and watched helplessly as the person was carried in.

Xining lifted up his sleeves, but they were a bit too wide, so he asked the clerk to borrow a piece of cloth to use as an arm rope: "Do you have catgut?"

"Causeum?" The doctor at the medical center was stunned for a moment.

After rolling his eyes, it seemed that there was no hidden master here, so he ordered: "Prepare the hemp powder! Taohong, go to the sewing shop next door to get some needlework. If you don't have mulberry white leather thread, use silk or silver thread. You have to be fast.

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As soon as Taohong heard this, she immediately went out. The village leader's words were an imperial edict. No matter what they were used for, they just got it.

Xining asked another person to go to the palace to report the news, and asked the palace to send someone over immediately.

On the other side, seeing the doctor at the medical center still in a daze, the attendant urged: "I didn't hear what the county chief said, hurry up and get the medicine."

County Lord... Look at the people who came here. The injured one is wearing a purple brocade robe, and the woman is also wearing a palace dress. She can't offend. Get some medicine quickly!

Xining quickly reported what he needed: "Scissors, hand towels, hot water, and a lit candle." The attendants thought the doctor at the medical center was too slow, so they helped together, and everything was quickly found.

After tying the sleeves, Xining picked up the scissors and walked towards the third prince lying on the wooden bed.

The third prince looked at the scissors with a hint of horror: "What do you want to do?" Even if he had never met this county lord, he could tell from his words that he must be the bandit county lord Yong'an.

She probably didn't have any grudge against Yong'an County Lord, and she even saved his life. But I heard that she had a bad temper, so wouldn't she try it with his leg?

Seeing the third prince struggling to get up, Xining held down his uninjured shoulder: "Don't move, do you want to save your legs?"

Sure enough... If I ask you to treat Nacai, you will definitely not be able to save it, and it will be over faster. The third prince struggled hard!

Why are you so uncooperative? She has rich experience as a surgeon. If you and the body owner hadn't had the same grandmother, she wouldn't have done anything.

"Hold on, you all hold him down. Where is Ma Fei San?"

Ma Fei Powder still needs to be brewed. Ancient medicine is troublesome. Xi Ning was frowning, thinking about whether to tie it up with a rope. A follower beside him touched his hand into the skirt of his clothes, and then raised it, and some white powder was thrown out of his hand.

, facing the third prince.

The third prince was hit unexpectedly and could not dodge. Moreover, his hands were grabbed by two people, and he could not even lift his sleeves to cover his nose. His body swayed, his head tilted, and he fell down.

The attendant said seriously: "The drug is an exclusive secret recipe. I guarantee that I won't be able to wake up for at least half an hour."

"Talent!" Xining gave him a thumbs-up for such an anesthetic that works quickly, and then whispered: "Give me a copy of the recipe when you get back."

That won't work. He said he had an exclusive secret recipe. And what's the main purpose of drugging the villagers? They were there to carry out robberies, so there was basically no need for drugs. Could it be that he wanted to do some robberies, or do something unruly to the beautiful men in the capital?

That's not possible, but for the sake of the village leader, why don't you just give me a little bit at a time?

At this time Taohong also came back, bringing needles and silver thread. There were many powerful people in the capital, so there would be no shortage of gold and silver thread in the embroidery workshop.

Xi Ning asked people to close the door of the medical center and light candles.

You can do a lot of work after sleeping! She cut off all the clothes and trousers of the third prince. No matter how shameless she was, Taohong couldn't help but blush and turned away to look away.

The third prince had some wounds elsewhere on his body, but they were all minor injuries. In another two or three years, they would not be visible. The third prince went to the battlefield and basically watched the battle from behind. Unless he was forced to do so, he would not be able to see it.

He will be asked to go out to fight. Even if he is in head-to-head confrontation with the enemy, the officers and soldiers around him will try their best to protect him.

Cleaning, stitching, the third prince is lucky. Although the wound is deep, it does not cut off the major blood vessels. Now we can still use ordinary needles to make do. If the aorta is broken, given the current medical conditions, where can such needlework equipment be found?

There is a high probability that this leg will really not be saved.

The wound on the leg was sutured, and then the wound on the chest was sutured. These dead soldiers were very heavy-handed, and they wanted to kill the third prince immediately with their swords. After the knife slashed through, it should have been blocked, and it was pushed out and chopped to the end.

If so, it would be very bad.

The third prince was truly a lucky person. He met her, escaped the plot, and saved his life during the assassination, as well as his possible throne.

The doctors at the hospital were all so excited that they didn't dare to breathe. This is the legendary suturing technique. Look, look!

After the suturing was completed, Xining washed his hands in a basin with warm water next to him: "After scalding the hand towel with boiling water, wring it dry and wipe away the blood, being careful to avoid the wound."

"Hey~, just let me wait." The doctors at the medical clinic who opened their eyes all squinted their eyes and smiled. They all looked carefully and would try a piece of pork later.

At this time, people from the palace came, including about ten guards and two imperial doctors.

Why were all the clothes taken off? It seemed like the next step was to heal the wound. The imperial doctor immediately went to check the wound and couldn't help but be surprised: "The art of suturing?!"

"Let's apply some medicine." There was plenty of good medicine in the palace, so I didn't apply any medicine for the golden sores, so I just waited for the imperial doctor to come.

After Xining washed her hands, she saw the purse she had just taken off and a jade pendant on the table next to her: "Taohong, keep your valuables."

Taohong, who had been turning sideways and not daring to look, followed the village leader's order and put everything into her bag. Since she robbed Huihe County Lord and Prince Wei, she found that her purse was not enough, so every time she went out,

Just carry a small cloth bag big enough to hold gold, silver and jade pendants. Look, it can be used again today!

This seems like a robbery, right?

Imperial physician...

The doctor at the medical clinic...

Taohong was not alone, so she walked out of the hospital and rummaged through the corpses on the ground. Seeing that it was too late, she asked her followers to help.
Chapter completed!