Nadu Tou Wu Er was also extremely talented. A fool like Han Qing, who had only learned battlefield first aid for two weeks and didn't actually have any medical skills, was so stupid and bold that he didn't die on the spot. Instead, his face was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
rosy.
Han Qing had no idea that a rosy face was the most common phenomenon after an emergency blood transfusion. In fact, it meant nothing. Suddenly, he breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his left index and middle fingers, pressed the pulse on his right wrist, and started silently
count.
Without measuring instruments, he could not accurately calculate how much blood he had transfused to Wu Er. Therefore, he could only rely on counting heartbeats to estimate the approximate value.
This action fell in Zhang Langzhong's eyes, but it was immediately demystified. Changing blood vessels, a legendary "magic skill" name, also quickly emerged in Zhang Langzhong's mind.
In an instant, the doctor surnamed Zhang was so excited that he trembled all over, and burst into tears. He just felt that he could see such a miraculous medical method tonight, and even if he died tomorrow morning, he would be satisfied!
Han Qing was so focused on proving his worth that he never thought that using too much force could scare people. He pressed his wrist pulse and counted four hundred times before pulling out the hollow needle from his and Wu Er's blood vessels.
Then, he grabbed the candle and carefully observed Wu Er's body to see if there was any allergic reaction caused by abnormal blood transfusion.
He tossed and turned and observed for half a stick of incense. He didn't see anything unusual. Instead, he heard Wu Er's thick and low snoring.
Han Qing knew that his chance of winning had increased by another 20%, and his spirit suddenly relaxed. Immediately afterwards, his eyesight turned black, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.
"Be careful!" Zhang Huan reacted quickly, rushed forward, and hugged Han Qing's waist tightly with both hands.
"It's okay!" Han Qing waved his hand tiredly, regained his balance, and ordered with a smile, "I'm just a little tired. Wu Dutou's life should be saved by 70%. Don't touch him, let him stay tonight
Just sleep here. When he wakes up, only give him water and don't give him food. When he can fart or poop, give him porridge and chicken soup."
"Yes, yes, benefactor, don't worry, we will definitely take good care of Wu Er and prevent him from letting down my benefactor's hard work!" Zhang Huan and others nodded like chickens pecking rice. Don't care whether they understand or not.
Why did Han Qing give such an order?
"I'll go to the side tent next to me to sleep for a while. Call me if anything happens. By the way, could you please ask the brothers to get me a bucket of hot water to take a bath!" Han Qing thought about it again and added weakly.
After running for his life for several days and working for most of the night, he was indeed exhausted. At this moment, his face was as pale as paper and he walked unsteadily, like a drunken man.
When Zhang Huan saw him, he quickly supported him with his own hands. He carefully moved him to the side tent connected to the big tent. After helping him to sit firmly on the edge of the bed, he quickly turned to face him.
He knelt down on his knees and kowtowed heavily: "My benefactor, please accept Zhang's obeisance. Wu Er is my sworn brother. You saved his life with your heart and soul. I dare not say thank you for your great kindness..."
"Medical skills are used to save people. I can't watch him die in front of me!" Han Qing was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes. He didn't have the energy to be polite to Zhang Huan. He waved his hand and whispered. "Please look for me."
Someone help me get a bucket of hot water to take a bath, otherwise, I may not have the strength to go on my way tomorrow morning!"
"Benefactor——" Zhang Huan's face instantly turned redder than a pig's liver. However, he was only an intermediate-level Yuhou and could not be the leader of the entire Suppressing Army. Therefore, he could only give Han Qing another hard knock.
He raised his head, then stood up and went to carry the bath water himself. (Note: The three levels of Xiang, Army and Battalion all have the position of Du Yuhou.)
Before he could even step out of the tent door, the doctor surnamed Zhang stumbled in. Without any explanation, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Han Qing, "Mr. Han, how dare you, little old man?
Please allow Mr. Han to allow me to use the magical skills I saw tonight to save other injured people in the future. I know that this request is too abrupt, and I am willing to worship you as my teacher. From now on, all things that I have
Master can use it as he pleases."
"What did you say? You want me to be your disciple?" Han Qing took some effort to understand what the other party meant. He smiled tiredly and waved his hand gently, "That's not necessary! Since I let you see it, I have no plans.
If you keep hiding your secrets, you can use it as you like, but if you kill someone, don’t blame me!"
He was extremely tired and could not speak without hesitation. However, Doctor Zhang understood that Mr. Han was worried that he was not good at studying and would ruin his reputation. Therefore, he kowtowed to the ground decisively again, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely do this."
Be careful and don't act haphazardly. If there is trouble in the treatment, it is because the disciple is not good at learning. It is definitely not that the magical skills you taught me, master, are not good enough."
"You don't need to be my disciple, the age difference between us is too big!" Han Qing was stunned, waving his hands in confusion, "You remember, before rescuing, check whether the other party's internal organs have been injured. Your own hands, utensils,
The wound and body of the other party must be cleaned with strong alcohol, sterilized and disinfected. Then, when suturing, make sure to leave a hole to drain the pus. As for blood transfusion, you must not learn that casually. Human plasma is divided into A and B.
, oThree models, even if they are the same type of blood transfusion, it will cause danger. If the models do not match, you will kill him directly!"
Zhang Langzhong has never even had a chance to hear abc, so how can he know abo? He can barely understand 30% of terms such as sterilization and disinfection. However, he regards every word of Han Qing as a guideline. While kowtowing heavily, he
Repeat exactly what Han Qing said just now.
Based on this memory, this person would be able to be admitted to a key medical university in the 21st century. After hearing this, Han Qing immediately felt relieved, smiled and waved his hand, indicating to Dr. Zhang that he could help himself. Then, his body
I leaned on the bed and didn't have the energy to say another word.
After a while, Zhang Huan and Liu were the first two to carefully carry the wooden bucket for bathing inside. Immediately afterwards, several more soldiers came in one after another and poured basins of hot water with white mist into the wooden bucket.
Han Qing struggled to get up, chased away everyone, got into the barrel, and washed himself hastily. Then he returned to the bed and fell asleep.
I slept until about three o'clock in the morning the next day.
Siblings Dou Rong and Dou Sha had already had breakfast in the nearby sleeping tent. When they heard that there was finally some movement from his side, they hurried over to inquire about the next arrangement.
Han Qingren had slept well and had regained consciousness. He knew that the goods delivered to his door could not be sold at a good price. So he smiled and said softly: "You two go and pack your luggage first, and then please be on duty."
Brother, bring our mounts here. Let’s go after I wash my face!”
Having said that, he immediately went to wash up. Then, he went to the main tent to check on Wu Er's condition. After confirming that his life was no longer in danger, he started preparing to set off.
As for the copper coins and dry food that Zhang Huan specially sent last night, they were thrown in the corner of the tent without even looking at them.
At this time, Zhang Huan, who had not slept a wink all night, became anxious. He chased Han Qing in three or two steps, bowed his head to the ground, "My benefactor, please wait a moment. I have already reported everything about last night."
I gave it to my Superintendent Li. He should have some official business to deal with now..."
"What happened last night?" Han Qing deliberately frowned, pretending to be forgetful, "Are you talking about helping Wu Dutou deal with arrow wounds? It's just a little effort! Besides, if I hadn't gone to your camp,
Come to the door, Wudu's head will not be hurt."
"My dear friend, you are so embarrassed to say this!" Zhang Huan blushed again, bending down and not daring to face Han Qing directly.
Although the idea of sending Han Qing away last night was not his, it was him who came forward to execute it.
At this moment, he owed Han Qing a huge favor. How could Han Qing stay and accept his apology with just a soft word?
"There is nothing to be ashamed of. I can understand the difficulties of your department!" Since it was a show, Han Qing simply did the whole thing, straightened Zhang Huan's body generously, and added with a smile, "After all, Han went to sea to catch fish.
Clerk, if your ministry takes in Han, it will offend both the Yongxing Military Route Administrative Office and the Transportation Department Office, which will be really troublesome!"
These were the exact words Zhang Huan said when he drove him away last night. Although he repeated them in an understatement, it made the latter feel even more embarrassed.
Just as he was looking for a tree hole to crawl in, a roar came from not far away, "What trouble! Ever since I was a kid, the thing I've been least afraid of is trouble! I just think you're too trouble-making, and I want to beat you for your grandfather.
It's just a slap on you. Since you have reflected on it, I might as well forgive you this time. Someone came and took his mule to me to the baggage camp. There was the grandson of Marquis Yu in front of the palace, but he was riding a mule all day long.
He doesn't feel embarrassed about running around here and there, but I can't watch him continue to throw the faces of the Han family into the gutter!"
