Both arms are wearing sleeves, also made of white cloth, with red embroidery thread and a large word "Yan" embroidered on them.
This is what Li Xuemei explained. The velvet flowers and sleeves are all to make Qiuxiang more conspicuous among the crowd on the battlefield.
As for the red word "Yan", Yan Yu strongly requested it to be sewn.
How good, you can tell at a glance that he is from Yan Jiajun.
Qiuxiang was not alone. She was accompanied by more than a dozen boys and girls.
Yes, there are also girls.
Some of them were carrying bags and some were carrying baskets.
Several boys carried stretchers made of bamboo poles and ran quickly after Qiuxiang.
For therapeutic robots like Qiuxiang, identifying nearby injured patients is a basic function, and the order of treatment will be arranged according to severe and mild cases.
The first ones to run were all dying and seriously injured.
Just take a few sips of sesame wine, and in the blink of an eye, the person will pass out.
Also, the lips are faintly purple.
This is because the so-called hemp wine is poisonous in small amounts and is not fatal.
The effect is analgesic, making people sleepy, and reducing the blood flow rate. It also contains some anti-inflammatory and fire-clearing herbs. The dosage is quite large. No other doctor would dare to use medicine like this if it weren't for Qiuxiang.
Once a person falls, he or she is taken away on a stretcher.
This can make it to the military doctor in the rear.
Judging that it was not possible, Qiuxiang started directly, pouring wine into the person's belly with one hand, wiping the surrounding area with a clean cloth, and using a flat-headed silver clip with the other hand, he flexibly stuffed the exposed intestines back section by section.
The sight of this made the boys and girls around him feel numb.
They have been helping the Cui family during this period, so they have some experience, let alone the border troops who have never seen such operations.
He was so stunned that he almost knocked on the spot.
The intestines returned home, probably because the original position was occupied by other brothers, and it had to fight for the territory again. It kept squirming, and with this movement, the blood flowed out uncontrollably.
Qiuxiang pursed her lips. Her personality was characterized by social anxiety, or a serious one.
It's really difficult to communicate with people.
"wipe!"
The sound was very low, almost inaudible.
But several people around him still heard it clearly.
Quickly open the cloth covering the basket and use the clean cloths stacked inside to wipe the blood.
"Needle."
The boy with the bag took out a wooden box, which contained not only needles but also particularly rare catgut.
This thing is not expensive to make, but it is difficult to make.
Not much was made in total.
Qiuxiang's meticulous stitching.
There is probably no one in the world who can do this kind of traumatic suturing faster than her.
If Qiuxiang hadn't deliberately slowed down and pursued the maximum healing effect, Qiuxiang could have done it faster.
Even so, the few boys and girls around were still dazzled.
As the wound healed and was sutured, the bleeding gradually stopped.
The big guy who didn't dare to take a breath finally started to breathe normally again.
The further to the back, the less severe the injury.
Qiuxiang will also use the golden sore medicine here. After simple debridement, she will sprinkle it on the wound roughly.
At this time, the boys and girls following him finally came into use.
Follow her example and treat wounded soldiers in a decent manner.
Even the bold and bold posture is exactly the same.
Some wounded soldiers used long gun poles to make improvised stretchers. If one arm was injured, they could use the other's good arm to help lift someone.
In this way, more and more people came, supporting the slightly injured and carrying the seriously injured. They did not go to the military doctor's tent where Huju was stationed, but followed the little lady with white hair.
And the eye-catching white velvet walked back faster than when it came.
At Qiuxiang's place, all the injured patients have been tagged. Several of them have only received temporary first aid treatment, and she still needs to follow up on their medical progress.
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Yan Yu was not surprised at all when he heard that someone came to report that Qiuxiang refused to be treated by doctors sent by the military medical office.
She thinks that the intelligent machines being traded here, including Sanbao, Maomao and the others, as well as the humanoid Rongma Rong and Qiuxiang, may have a general understanding of the world, uh, and may define it as technologically backward and uncivilized...
Of course, this is compared to the world in which they were created.
There is really no comparison between the two sides.
They will respect the various living habits of human beings and will not correct them, but will only try their best to cooperate.
But it doesn't mean that when it comes to dealing with life, they will ignore the "misbehavior" of the doctors here. Well, this is what Yan Yu understands on his own, and it should be about the same meaning.
Judging from the fact that their basic settings include protecting cubs, medical robots value life even more.
Yan Yu hurried over.
The little fat man really went beyond his limits.
She lost all her strength, and when she rushed into the tent, she kicked up several holes in the ground.
This way of appearing immediately stunned the middle-aged military doctor!
I couldn't help but take two steps back.
He looked at this little, little, little general with a red face in surprise.
"This medical officer, you are polite." Yan Yu was very polite.
Don't use bean bags as dry food.
All military doctors here have official ranks, right?
This medical officer is wearing a smock, and you can tell from the collar and cuffs that the official uniform is green, at least seventh grade.
"You're welcome, young general. I was ordered to come here to treat the wounded, but you, a female doctor, blocked me from rescuing me." The military doctor talked about his profession and became more and more calm as he spoke.
Suffering from eye injuries, a trace of unbearable pain flashed across my eyes.
"It's not that I'm being unkind, but this person's legs really can't be saved. If they are not cut off early, the bones will rot in the future. From the inside out, from top to bottom, more will be cut off. One day later, short of
A piece of it.”
Yan Yu stepped forward to check and asked Qiuxiang again.
Qiuxiang lowered her head and whispered.
After that, he retreated to the wounded soldier. Although his head was lowered, the man was blocking him in front.
I was very determined not to get out of the way.
Yan Yu understood. This man had been cut to the bone. Bone injuries are the most difficult to deal with. Not only were there small broken bones at the wound, but there were also bone cracks that spread to all sides. The deformation was visible to the naked eye, and the knee below seemed to have moved wrongly.
generally.
At this time the person was unconscious.
One look at the slightly purple lips and eyes, and you can tell that Qiuxiang's secret numbing medicine was used.
Fortunately, Qiuxiang had successfully picked out all the broken bones and was about to take the next step when the military doctor arrived.
The military medical tent was also confused as to why the newly arrived Huju Xiaoan camp did not send wounded soldiers here. Then I heard other wounded soldiers from the border army talking about a young lady in the Yan family army who dared to stuff people's intestines on the battlefield.
They were really scared to death, so they had to come over and have a look.
As soon as I arrived, I saw Qiuxiang picking a bone.
The technique is meticulous and precise.
Although he did not believe that the female doctor could remove the broken bones, he already somewhat recognized the virtue of the female doctor.
The medical officer was also very patient. He waited until Qiu Xiang finished picking and spraying the medicine before he offered to help amputate the leg.
Well, from this medical officer's perspective, he is really kind.
The job of sawing a leg really requires some strength.
I'm afraid this little female doctor is not strong enough.