While the woman was screaming in terror, a living dead man came out of the house.
No, it's not an exaggeration to say it's a corpse scam.
Under the dim light, the woman known as Mrs. Wang Hanlin walked out of the room with a pale face and rolled her eyes.
What's even more terrifying is that there is a big hole in Mrs. Wang's stomach.
As he walked, blood mixed with internal organs, leaving a dark brown mark on the ground.
Everyone screamed and ran away.
Even someone as courageous as Lin Mengya was also jumped.
"It's a scam!"
Amidst the screams, some of the women who were running around just now fainted.
Only a few people, including Lin Mengya, still stood firm under the intimidation of the zombie-like Mrs. Wang.
"Oh, it's terrible, it's a fake corpse!"
Qinghu, who had changed into women's clothes at some point, ran out with small steps.
He grabbed Lin Mengya's arm, seemingly timid but gave her the strength to persevere.
"How is this going?"
The terror in Lin Mengya's eyes gradually faded away. When she was in medical school, she had dissected more than single digits of human bodies.
No matter how terrifying this Madam Wang is, in her eyes, she is nothing more than a moving specimen.
"I don't know either, but there is something fishy about this body."
Qinghu lay on Lin Mengya's shoulder, covering his eyes with a small handkerchief, but his gaze did not flinch.
Just kidding, he has killed more than dozens of people.
Ghosts are all afraid of evil people. Even if Mrs. Wang is really possessed by a ghost, what ghost can be more evil than him?
As a result, the two people who were even more perverted than Mrs. Wang not only did not escape.
Instead, these two people walked in to observe.
After walking in, Lin Mengya suddenly discovered that Mrs. Wang was not completely dead yet.
Under the great pain, it must be the human instinct to survive, which gradually broke through the power that controlled her.
The hoarse throat, in extreme pain, made a sound similar to speech.
After Lin Mengya calmed down, she actually heard the voice saying "Help me".
"She's not dead yet. You go and subdue her, and I'll see if there's any possibility of saving her!"
Lin Mengya whispered to Qinghu that doctors are kind and she would save Mrs. Wang even if there was still a glimmer of hope!
"good!"
Qinghu was not afraid of any ghosts, so he screamed and rushed forward.
"Hey! Demons and monsters, listen up! I am the reincarnation of Our Lady of Yaochi, the Immortal Lord of the West. If you are wise, please hurry up and get out of Mrs. Wang's body!"
Oh my god! Lin Mengya rolled her eyes in her heart.
Even if it is to save People, Qinghu also behaves differently from ordinary people.
This nondescript shouting was something only Qinghu could do.
What no one expected was that as soon as the woman in colorful clothes jumped out, Mrs. Wang, who had been stiff just now, immediately collapsed like a puddle of mud.
After giving Lin Mengya a hint, Qinghu hugged Mrs. Wang horizontally, and at the same time, he stuffed Mrs. Wang's exposed intestines back into his stomach.
'puff--'
Those with poor receptivity among the crowd just spit it out.
Even Concubine De's face turned pale and her teeth couldn't stop shaking.
"Concubine De, your daughter-in-law is quite courageous. You should learn from her."
The exception is the immovable queen.
Without changing his expression, he picked up the teacup and drank again.
"Yes, I obey your orders."
After all, it was because of the strong wind and waves. Concubine De suppressed the fear in her heart and squeezed out a smile on her face.
In the side room, Lin Mengya asked Qinghu to put Mrs. Wang on the bed.
Then, let him guard the door so that no one can come in.
Not bothering to wipe the sticky and smelly blood on his hands, Qinghu stood guard at the door, chanting plausibly from time to time.
Being so frightened by him, no one dared to come forward to check, and even a five-meter-wide vacuum zone was left.
Lin Mengya frowned and quickly checked Mrs. Wang's situation.
Although there was a big gash on his stomach, the wound was very smooth and seemed to have been caused by a sharp knife.
The murder weapon was probably not as sharp as her scalpel, but it was almost there.
In this case, the organs should be put back into place immediately, disinfected, and then the wound should be sutured.
Even modern medical technology carries great risks.
However, the facilities are now rudimentary and there is an extreme shortage of medicine.
It can only be treated as a living horse. Even if Mrs. Wang is dead, the body should be given the final beautification.
"Xiaoyu, ask Baiji and Baishao to come over immediately and bring my scalpel. Also, prepare hot water, disinfectants, strong liquor and alcohol lamps! Go quickly!"
After thinking so much, when Lin Mengya finally issued the order, it only took less than a minute.
As a doctor, she must race against death to take back Mrs. Wang's life.
"Mrs. Wang, listen carefully. I want to save your life, but I may not be able to succeed. Now, I will give you a drug that will first put you in a state of suspended animation, and then it will relieve your pain."
Secondly, let me treat you. If you are lucky and the operation is successful, you still have a 10% chance of surviving. If you are unlucky, you will never wake up. If you agree, just swallow the pills.
.”
Lin Mengya quickly opened the small box and stuffed a small black pill into Mrs. Wang's mouth.
There was a soft sound of "gudu", and Mrs. Wang used her last strength to swallow the pill.
Whether she heard Lin Mengya's words or reacted instinctively, she quickly swallowed the pill.
The fake death drug is actually a kind of poison.
The effect of the medicine took effect very quickly. Before Mrs. Wang completely lost consciousness, Lin Mengya saw her lips and squirmed out two words - thank you.
Xiaoyu quickly brought everything and people over.
A huge table was brought in and the things Lin Mengya wanted were placed on the table one by one.
Baiji and Baishao were both shocked by the tragic scene in front of them.
But under Lin Mengya's command, he quickly regained his composure.
"Bletilla, bring distilled water and alcohol cotton, Baisha, disinfect my tools and gloves immediately!"
From the time she planned to open a medicine shop and use her medical skills to recruit soldiers, Lin Mengya asked Qinghu to make many strange gadgets for her.
Simple gloves sewn from animal casings, as well as surgical tools that she drew and made herself.
Although it is still a bit rough, it is already considered very refined according to current methods.
Distilled water is extracted and stored in crystal vessels with very few impurities.
This is not difficult for science students with strong hands-on skills.
Although alcohol is not as pure as purified by modern science, Lin Mengya's unremitting efforts were able to find two types of spirits that can be used to make disinfectant alcohol among various types of alcohol.
A kind of strong liquor known as Fire Soul. If you drink the original liquid without dilution, it will burn your throat.
Lin Mengya used this raw solution to sterilize vessels, and experiments proved that the effect was very good.
The other type is used to disinfect wounds after adding distilled water.
It's just that these things are only auxiliary.
What Lin Mengya values most is a poison called 'Dragon Liver Grass'.
The juice of this medicine has miraculous anti-inflammatory and bactericidal effects.
Lin Mengya used other medicines to neutralize the toxicity of the sap, but found that the toxicity of the neutralized venom was greatly reduced, but the disinfection effect was not affected.
Under Lin Mengya's instructions, Baiji and Baishao quickly made preparations for the operation.
Putting on gloves, covering a white cloth towel, and following a different Nondescript cloth hat.
Lin Mengya put on a reverse dress under the service of two girls.
Although it looks a little funny, it can only be so.
The preparations were completed quickly. Lin Mengya first reset Mrs. Wang's organs.
Perhaps because he was in a state of suspended animation, his blood circulation became very slow.
Lin Mengya is very familiar with the organs of the human body.
It was reset skillfully, and at this time, only a little blood flowed out.
Even Lin Mengya herself did not expect that the symptoms of massive hemorrhage that she was worried about never occurred.
Next, the wound is disinfected again and suturing begins.
In order to deal with the trauma, she specially made catgut. With everyone watching, Lin Mengya began to suture with difficulty.
In fact, this is the most critical step and also the most grueling step.
Lin Mengya is required not only to be fast, but also to be meticulous.
Under the almost adoring gazes of Bai Ji and Bai Shao, Lin Mengya sutured the wound very quickly, but as meticulously as embroidery.
"Quickly, give her medicine."
Baiji took out the medicine that had been boiled outside. Lin Mengya didn't know what kind of medicinal materials to use to achieve the best effect.
But she was only familiar with poison, so the pot of pitch black medicinal soup had a bit of the fishy smell unique to poison.
"Master, what if she dies?"
Bai Ji was kind-hearted and asked worriedly.
"Can it get worse than now? Hurry up and drink it!"
In ancient times when there was no oxygen, blood transfusions, and vital signs could not be monitored at all, everything Lin Mengya found was largely a matter of chance.
Somewhat ironically, the poison that was originally used to harm people became a life-saving medicine in her hands.
It seems that she really needs to learn some poison skills from senior Baili Rui.
She had no time to think too much. She had already completed the sutures and could only wait quietly for the results.
"Remember, her wounds cannot be touched, and people cannot move. Bletilla striata and white peony root must be fed with medicine every hour."
The price of being highly concentrated is that after relaxing, your legs will involuntarily become soft.
Fortunately, Lin Zhongyu had quick eyes and quick hands and caught Lin Mengya's body.
"Sister, are you okay?"
With a slightly eager look in his eyes, Lin Zhongyu marveled at his sister's uncanny craftsmanship, but felt even more sorry for Lin Mengya.
"Boy, put down the little girl for me!"
A cold voice came, and Hua Gu, the goddess who had been lingering just now, quickly snatched Lin Mengya away.
