Whether it's a mule or a horse, you'll know if it's a mule or a horse. If you need to use medical skills to prove whether you are a doctor, neither Feng Qingchen nor Sun Sixing are afraid. What they are afraid of is that they don't even have the chance.
Under the gaze of the wounded soldier, Feng Qingchen quickly stopped the bleeding. However, the wound was cleaned in the blink of an eye, and the white dead flesh was cut off one by one by Feng Qingchen. The man's head was covered with pain.
I was sweating, but I could see that Feng Qingchen's eyes were calm and the movements of his hands were not sluggish, so he endured the pain and remained motionless.
Feng Qingchen was used to seeing hideous wounds. Feng Qingchen really didn't take this battle seriously. Compared with wounds caused by hot weapons, as long as it was not in a fatal area, this stab wound was nothing.
Throwing the blood-stained hemostatic cotton aside, Feng Qingchen picked up the needle and thread used for suturing. Just when these big-headed soldiers wanted to tease Feng Qingchen for being an embroidery girl, Feng Qingchen sewed up the hideous wound in two or two strokes.
Get up and silence everyone's words.
"Is this okay?" The people who saw this scene immediately formed their mouths into an O-shape and couldn't close them for a long time. The wounded people watching around them could no longer sit still and said to Feng Qingchen one by one: "Doctor, what are you doing?
I bandaged it, my wound was too big."
"Me, me, and me..." the wounded spoke one after another, sweeping away the lifelessness and distrust they had just felt.
"Everyone sit down, come one by one." Feng Qingchen shouted, and the wounded were stunned and did not dare to speak.
They dare not offend the doctor.
The old doctor who had just made things difficult for Sun Sixing raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Feng Qingchen showing his hand, and said with satisfaction: "It seems that the person who came this time is really capable. Now I can relax."
Having said that, the old doctor's movements were not slow, and with Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing joining in, the pressure on the old doctor was indeed much lessened.
There were too many patients, and the old doctor had no time to talk to Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing. The three of them worked in a tacit understanding to each side, bandaging the wounded one by one, starting with the seriously injured ones.
Both Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing had the potential to be workaholics. Once they were busy, they worked until dusk. When their stomachs growled with hunger, they temporarily put down their work and ran outside to prepare hot soup and eat two steamed buns.
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But the steamed bun was only half stuffed into his mouth when he was interrupted by the old doctor: "Quick, quick... don't eat it, I don't have time for you to eat. There is a soldier whose leg was trampled by a horse. It seems that he is in bad shape.
Please help me take a look."
"Okay." Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing threw away the steamed buns in their mouths, clapped their hands and prepared to go in. At this moment, the soldier who was delivering the order suddenly ran over and called Feng Qingchen: "Doctor Feng, please wait.
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"What's the matter?" Feng Qingchen stopped and turned around to ask.
"Doctor Feng, the Regent has invited you." Bing said solemnly, as if being summoned by Uncle Nine Emperors was a great favor.
"Prince Regent?" Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows, and then said with a stern face: "No time." After that, he strode back to the camp, not even bothering with the messengers from the Nine Emperors Uncle.
If you want to see her, just think of her as a call girl!
"Doctor Feng, didn't you hear clearly? I am the regent and the Nine Emperors Uncle wants to see you." Bing chased after Feng Qingchen and wanted to stop Feng Qingchen, but the old doctor pushed him away: "No more.
I don’t have time, why are you still mumbling, I’m just waiting for help.”
Feng Qingchen accidentally saw the old doctor's exposed hand, and knew in her heart that this old man might be unusual, so he didn't say anything, so he continued walking inside, and the old doctor nodded with satisfaction.
Yes, yes, you know how important it is to save people.
The messenger stared at the three people leaving in stunned silence. He stood there without moving for a long time. He did not believe that there were still people in the army who dared to ignore the regent's summons. You know, even General Yuwen did not dare to disobey the Nine Emperors Uncle.
The command.
The messenger stood at the door for a full quarter of an hour before confirming the fact, and silently went back to report the situation to Uncle Nine Emperors. He thought Uncle Nine Emperors would be dissatisfied, but Uncle Nine Emperors just said: I know.
Then nothing happened.
"The world is changing too fast." The messenger went out blankly, looked up at the starless sky, touched his head, and found that his brain could not keep up with the rhythm of the Nine Emperors Uncle.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Doudou was passing by on patrol. Seeing the dumb look of the messenger, he also looked up to the sky, but there was nothing: "Is it possible that you can read the stars? But there are no stars tonight.
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"Ahem..." The messenger quickly came to his senses. Seeing that Doudou had a higher position than him, he quickly saluted but did not answer Doudou's question.
Doudou was very curious and wanted to ask a few more questions, but was interrupted by his companion: "The Regent wants you to inspect the camp. If you delay any longer, the Regent will ask you to patrol the camp for the rest of your life."
"I'm not afraid. When Qingchen comes, he won't dare to bully me." Doudou muttered, but still continued patrolling obediently, half unaware of Feng Qingchen's arrival.
In the wounded barracks, Feng Qingchen, Sun Sixing and the doctor were surrounding the soldier whose leg was broken by a horse.
"The thigh is comminuted fracture, excessive blood loss, muscle necrosis, high amputation is recommended." After touching the bones, Sun Sixing immediately came to a conclusion, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the old doctor: "The body is protected by these parents, how can it be destroyed so easily.
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"All the muscles in its thigh are necrotic and the blood vessels are ruptured. It is completely impossible to alleviate the symptoms through vascular reconstruction. The only way is high amputation. Although the risk is very high, it is better than dying now." Sun Sixing argued with reason, not at all shy as before.
Shy and embarrassed.
"No, no. We try our best to save him, but if it doesn't work, then give up. He may not be able to survive after amputation." The old doctor shook his head firmly. I don't know how many wounded soldiers died every day, and the old doctor was used to it.
He tried his best to save her, but there was nothing he could do if he couldn't be saved.
Sun Sixing frowned in disapproval: "According to normal rescue methods, he will not survive today."
"I see that you two are very good at dealing with trauma. You might be able to save him if you give it a try." The old doctor knew that this person's injury was serious, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing for help.
"The only option is amputation. Otherwise I can't do anything." Before the old doctor could deny it, Sun Sixing added: "We have no right to decide the life or death of others. We can seek the opinions of the injured. He is still conscious at this time, and it is up to him to decide."
My own life and death."
"Okay." The old doctor no longer denied this time.
Sun Sixing woke up the injured person and made sure that he was awake at this time. Sun Sixing explained the situation one by one. The injured person chose amputation without even thinking: "I want to survive. My mother is still waiting for me to go back, even if it is delayed.
Even with my broken body, I want to go back to see my mother."
"I was wrong." The old doctor sighed. He was used to life and death on the battlefield. He no longer took human life and death seriously. He never thought about how much the injured person wanted to live, even if it cost him a leg.
They also want to survive despite the price.
"Senior is also thinking about the injured." Sun Sixing quickly bowed and performed the junior ceremony.
After the three people discussed it, they prepared to perform amputation surgery on the injured person. Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing were experts in this area. The old doctor was not an expert. Knowing his own shortcomings, he spontaneously fell into the hands of these two people.
The three of them were so busy that they had no idea that there was a person standing there outside the wounded barracks, staring at the wounded barracks, as motionless as the pines and cypresses on the snow-capped mountains...