The old boss was stabbed in the chest. The wound was very deep, his heart and pulse were damaged, and his lungs were also stabbed.
Without any instruments in his hand, Chu Qingge could only rely on his many years of medical experience to speculate on the old master's injuries.
"I am now giving him acupuncture to help his lung function recover and relieve his symptoms of vomiting blood."
"But he has been injured for at least five days..."
"Yes! The old boss has been injured for five days!" the second boss said immediately.
I really didn't expect that the Ninth Princess would know how long the old boss had been injured just by taking his pulse.
The Ninth Princess is indeed a doctor, no one has any doubt about this.
Chu Qingge nodded and added: "The lungs have been injured for too long, and now their function is damaged. It needs to be slowly recuperated. During this period, you must not fight with others again."
Everyone didn't quite understand, but they seemed to understand a little bit.
In short, it is necessary to recuperate the body and stop fighting with others.
"But..." Xianglan lowered her head and whispered: "The Black Wolf Gang will come again at any time..."
"Black Wolf Gang?" Qingge asked while giving the boss acupuncture: "Are they competing with you for territory?"
Fighting for territory, that's probably what it means.
Xianglan said: "As long as they have no food, they will come to snatch our food."
"You are all so poor, why are you here to rob me?" Are you still humane?
A group of people who are "as poor as birds", you look at me and I look at you, every one of them is a little ashamed of themselves.
They...are indeed too poor.
Chu Qingge said nothing more. Fights between bandits were common occurrences and there was nothing to say.
One round of acupuncture only takes half an hour.
As expected, the old boss no longer vomited blood, and even his complexion improved a lot.
Although he still didn't wake up, his face and breath were much better.
"I'll write you a prescription. From now on, you can cook it for him once in the morning and evening. After a month, he will be able to recover."
When Chu Qingge said this, the second master immediately went to find a pen and paper.
A prescription was quickly written down, but the doctor looked embarrassed.
"This...this prescription..."
"What? Do you have any other opinions?" Qingge looked back at him, "I would like to hear the details."
Although she is a doctor, she knows that in the medical field, there is something extraordinary.
If someone has better medical skills than her, she will accept it humbly and learn from it, and will never be jealous.
But the doctor whispered: "No, the girl's prescription is definitely the most magical formula I have ever seen, but these medicinal ingredients..."
He turned to look at Mu Yuan and sighed: "We don't have these medicinal materials in the village at all. The young village master knows that."
Mu Yuan said nothing, and slowly tightened his palms.
What Ninth Princess said is right, their village is really as poor as a bird.
Chu Qingge lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then picked up the pen and paper and wrote another prescription.
"This is a recipe for dietary therapy. I think you may have these medicinal herbs on your mountain."
The doctor took it, still a little confused: "Are these...really medicinal herbs? Can they be eaten?"
"It can be used as medicine, but it cannot be taken for a long time. It is not beneficial to take it for a long time, but it is good for the patient to restore his vitality."
"Yes, I understand." The doctor nodded and put the piece of paper away carefully.
Mu Yuan looked at Chu Qingge. In fact, everyone in the room was looking at her.
Suddenly, I don't know how to treat the girl in front of me.
They also wanted to send her to Northern Qin in exchange for supplies to keep the old, weak, women and children in the village alive.
But she... now has become their benefactor, what should they do?
