Aru originally didn't want Qi Yue to follow, but when she got the news and went out, she happened to bump into Qi Yue who was coming back from the warehouse. Aru wanted to lie, but her swollen eyes could only convince a blind man.
, Qi Yue is not blind, and she is also an "old man" who is nearly ten years older than her. For her, the little girl's worries are written on her face.
He asked in just a few words. Hearing that his first patient after coming here was injured again, Qi Yue followed him no matter what.
"If the old injury is re-injured, it will be very difficult to cure. The guy said that a minor injury like last time can't be cured. If I don't go, what will you do?" Qi Yue quickly dismissed the other girls in the room and asked Aru.
Waiting to change clothes, "You two and a half-year-old children have no parents. I won't worry if I don't go and watch."
They are obviously about the same age, and they used to always cling to Aru, like a child holding the hem of an adult's clothes. Why has the young lady suddenly changed now, and treats them as children...
Ah Hao had laughed with Ah Ru several times in private. What could Ah Ru say? The young lady in front of her was no longer the same young lady. She could only bury it in her heart alone. They both broke up with each other that time when they saved Ah Hao, but
No one mentioned it again after that, as if it had never happened.
After all, there is really no way to mention this.
While A'ru was still struggling, Qi Yue had already changed into simple clothes and asked A'ru to hold the medical kit. After the last operation with A'hao, those surgical drapes, and even Qi Yue's leisure time during this period, A'ru
I made a surgical gown based on the drawing, and these things naturally came in handy today.
"No need to borrow your neighbor's clothes anymore." Qi Yue said with a smile.
"What are the young lady and sister Aru going to do?" Quezhi, who was standing in the corridor, watched Qi Yue and Aru go out and couldn't help but ask.
"If she doesn't give orders about the young lady's affairs, how can she be a slave and take care of her?" Ah Hao said.
Quezhi knew that she disliked him for being nosy, so he smiled and said nothing more.
"My dear sister, I heard that you comb your hair well, please teach me how to do it." She smiled and changed the subject.
Here Aru and Qi Yue went out and saw a woman squatting in the corner. Seeing Aru come out, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have a look. It's right here in Qianjin Hall. Even those doctors can't save her." The woman said with a pale face.
This is the neighbor's sister-in-law. She is often entrusted with taking care of her younger brother. Aru pulled her and cried and thanked her.
"I thought he really went to the blacksmith shop, but I didn't expect that he was lying to me. He turned out to be hanging out with those people..." she cried.
"Young people are in their rebellious stage. It's okay. Don't talk about it yet. Quick, it's important to save people." Qi Yue said from the side.
"Yes, sister, don't be impatient, teach me slowly." The woman didn't know how Yuan Bao was injured. When someone came to tell her, she went to see him in a panic, and then hurried over to look for Aru.
The woman led the way as she spoke. Aru and Qi Yue followed. They walked out of the alley and turned a corner, then came to the street.
Qi Yue suddenly froze.
The hustle and bustle of the market rushes towards your face with a fresh breath. This is by no means a feeling you can experience in those antique Ming and Qing Dynasty streets. Everything here is real, and it is so real that it makes your skin crawl.
"...the best..."
"…Take a look, take a look…"
"I heard that Ruixiangzhai has new ingredients..."
"..little lady..."
The sounds of hawking, bargaining, chatter and laughter mixed together to form a joyous song in the city. The tinkling sound came from the blacksmith shop, and the bursts of cheering came from the teahouse dedicated to the blind storyteller.
Qi Yue only felt that her body was not her own. She followed Aru through the place, her mind buzzing, and she stared at the passers-by and the antique shops.
This is a real ancient street market. Look at the ground. The deep marks of car grinding are not monuments and cultural relics that will be watched by future generations, but are actually stepped on...
Qi Yue only thinks that one sentence can describe her feelings, that is, ten thousand heads of shit are running wildly in her heart...
Sister has come to ancient times, the real ancient times, the land under our feet is the land of thousands of years ago...
This feeling... is so shocking that it makes the hair stand on end.
"right here."
He didn't know how far he had walked, but when he heard the woman shouting, Qi Yue came back from his fugue, raised his hand to wipe the thick sweat from his forehead and face, and saw that he was standing in front of a shop.
Just like the shops he saw along the way, they were antique... Bah bah... It would be damning if he saw a European-style shop at this time. Qi Yue couldn't help but grin.
She raised her head and looked at the door plaque.
Thousand Gold Hall.
Aru and the woman had already rushed in. Aru's crying could be heard in the house, and she hurriedly put away her eyes and stepped inside.
There were many people in the hall, either standing, sitting or lying down, but the atmosphere was very quiet except for the continuous moaning of the injured.
Qi Yue didn't bother to take a look at this ancient hospital, nor did she look at the people in the room. Anyway, in her eyes, they were just a group of ancient people.
I was injured, but luckily, it was the other arm.
A'ru was sad and angry at the same time. She was crying and scolding Yuan Bao, saying nothing more than why she was going to fight again.
"I'm fine. Sister, please leave me alone. Let's go, go, go." Yuan Bao struggled to get up and shouted loudly.
But soon the two people standing next to him stretched out their hands to hold him down. The thin Yuanbao was as unable to move as a little chicken under their hands, and he couldn't even make a sound.
"Don't move, or the blood will flow faster." They whispered.
Aru had no doubts, but looked at them gratefully.
"Are you a doctor?"
Ah Ru heard someone next to her ask.
"Why am I a doctor? Where is your doctor here? Treat him quickly!" She became even more anxious when she heard this.
No one answered her, Qi Yue had already stepped forward.
"Oh my God, can't you even stop bleeding?" She frowned and said, and stretched out her hand neatly as she spoke, "Quick, clothes, mask."
"It's better to let the doctor here..." A'ru finally turned her eyes away from her brother, and then she saw the people in the room.
There are so many people. There are people around me, behind the counter, and in the backlit darkness in the hall. They are all...men...
My heart skipped a beat, and I reached out and hugged Qi Yue's hand.
"If they could cure it, why would they let Yuan Bao bleed to this day?" Qi Yue asked, looking at the people around him.
Hu San was kicked by the man behind him and walked out tremblingly.
"Madam..." he stammered.
Seeing him, Qi Yue and A Ru were stunned.
"It's you again..." Qi Yue said, looking at the lobby, "Is this your medical clinic? It looks quite impressive, what a pity..."
Hu San knew what her pity was, so he twitched his lips in embarrassment.
"Yes, what a coincidence..." he stammered, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, he simply bent down and saluted, "I have to thank you, my wife, I am incompetent..."
"He can't be cured, let's go home, go home." A'ru shouted in a panic, lifting the door panel under Yuan Bao, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, help me..."
"Forget it, it's too late!" Qi Yue said, looking anxious. It would take too much time to walk home. As he unpacked the baggage placed aside, people around him couldn't help but poke their heads over.
What are these...white pieces of cloth?
Qi Yue quickly put on her clothes and put on a mask and hat.
"Bring water," she said.
The others finally woke up from the initial sluggishness, and then their first thought was to look at the men in the hall. After seeing one of the men shake his head, someone followed the instructions and went to hold the basin with surprise on their faces.
Sent over.
Regarding these small actions, Aru was focused on his brother and Qi Yue was busy taking out tools, so no one noticed.
"Aru, cut open the clothes for his wound and prepare for debridement. Then prepare some water. Boil the water and let it cool down. The more the better..." Qi Yue said as he washed his hands quickly, and then opened the medicine.
box.
"Little lady, what... is this?" The eldest disciple standing at the front couldn't help but ask.
Qi Yue, wearing a hat and mask with only two eyes exposed, glanced at him.
"Medicine box." She replied simply.
Here Aru was still hesitating and was glared at by Qi Yue.
"What did I tell you? You have to act quickly and react quickly. Doctors are racing against death when treating diseases. There is no delay." She frowned and said in a thicker voice.
Qi Yue is not a kind-hearted doctor, especially after one year of rotation in the emergency room. Although she was just a fresh graduate at that time, she was already very strict with her fellow interns. However,
, this is nothing, she herself was not reprimanded by her instructor.
Aru was called clever by her and held back her tears.
Qi Yue said nothing, picked up the scissors and cut off Yuan Bao's arm sleeves. The next scene was somewhat familiar to the people here, because Hu San had done it before, but it didn't look as cruel as this one.
I couldn't help but shudder as I watched the woman rinse the wound with water again and again, even peeling away the flesh with her hands...
"This... you are like this..." Seeing novel diagnosis and treatment methods is an irresistible temptation for doctors. Of course, it is another matter for Hu San to show it. After all, foreign monks can chant sutras. Hu San
Well, they are so familiar with each other that the apprentices of Qianjin Hall have forgotten about these ferocious spirits in the hall, and they can't help but rush up to them, and some people ask noisily.
"Debridement." Qi Yue lowered her head and washed her hands again, changed her gloves, and replied, "The wound can only be sutured after it is clean, otherwise it will become infected."
"Infection? Debridement?" Everyone was even more confused.
"You... do you really want to sew up the wound?" the eldest disciple asked with wide eyes.
Qi Yue took out a syringe to extract the anesthetic, and the strange movements of the instrument aroused another round of inquiries.
Qi Yue hummed without answering, and couldn't answer. This couldn't be explained in a short while. She was not a teacher, and this was not the first semester of college.
Aru no longer protested, lowered his head and washed his hands. Watching Qi Yue place the needle and take out the thread, he quickly took the initiative to choose a surgical towel to cover Yuanbao's arm.
This triggered another round of inquiries, but naturally no answer was given.
Soon everyone stopped asking, because Qi Yue started to fly the needle and thread. Although the needle movement was completely different from the daily sewing of clothes, the needle was also very strange, and the tool that clamped the needle was even stranger. In short, everything was strange, but
But the needles were really flying on the arm. The hall fell into silence, and even the breathing stopped. Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes.
"That's how I said it can be cured... You don't believe it... and you beat me..." Hu San, who went back to the corner of the hall at the feet of the dark-faced man, muttered with aggrieved thoughts and just wanted to shed tears.
Then he noticed a dark shadow covering him. Hu San thought he was going to be beaten again and hurriedly held his head, but no fist came down. He let go of his hand and watched the man who had been sitting with a smile on his face raised the knife and dropped it.
The man who slashed people walked towards the hall.
I hope he doesn’t hit women... Hu San prayed in his heart.
Qi Yue finished the last stitch and covered the wound with sterile gauze to bandage it.
"Well, the injury this time is not as serious as last time...but the nature is more serious than last time." She said to Yuan Bao, pretending to be serious, "You scared your sister, you didn't agree not to fight.
,A manly man, why don’t you keep your words?”
Yuan Bao's face turned red and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.
"He's fine, no need to hold him down anymore." Qi Yue looked at the two men standing beside him and said.
Is this someone from this drug store? She held the injured person down to prevent him from struggling. As expected, there were many professionals in the drug store, so she didn’t need to give orders. It’s just that this doctor’s skills were not that good...
The two men glanced at her, then looked behind her. After receiving her approval, they released their hands and stood away.
"Let's go back quickly." Aru hurriedly went to help Yuan Bao and said.
"Don't leave in a hurry, there is still an injured person here who has not been treated." A male voice suddenly said.
"Sister, let's go quickly, they hurt me. They tricked you into treating me..." Yuan Bao was finally able to speak at this time and shouted.
"What?" Qi Yue and Aru didn't understand, but they both turned around and saw a tall man standing in front of them.
Oops, Qi Yue's eyes lit up. He's so handsome, just like a costume star walking off the TV screen. He looked at his facial features, his figure, his momentum...
But the next moment, her eyes turned black.
"Shi... Shi... His Majesty..." A'ru shouted in a trembling voice and knelt down.
I have read a lot of supernatural stories recently and encountered all kinds of dissatisfaction and frustration, so I wrote it myself in a hurry. Hehe, I don’t plan to join V. I just want to change my mind and update it occasionally. Don’t take it seriously.
It's fun, it's business here.
Oh, speaking of this, those of you who see all kinds of dissatisfaction and complaints about what I write can also open one of your own to write hahahaha, it is quite healing.
Back to work and back to normal updates every morning. (To be continued)
