Second update, don’t follow the logic of a time-travel novel. Furthermore, I have read most of the time-travel doctor novels, comics and TV series, including the stories of doctors during the Anti-Japanese War. I tried my best to study various data in detail, but no matter what, the story is just
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"Can I sew him up?"
The big black man couldn't help but ask again. He looked at the strange thing in Qi Yue's hand, and looked at Hu San who had sore arms and was sweating profusely but dared not move. He was suffering terribly.
"Yes, the next step is enough, but before that, I need to prepare blood." Qi Yue replied, while looking at the medical kit in front of him, the black man could clearly hear a string of incomprehensible words she said.
,"..What kind of blood does this guy have...Oh, great...The first aid kit that meets the EU DIN155 standard is indeed complete. No wonder they boast so much, saying that it is a medical first aid station...There is even an ABO blood type rapid testing card...
Come on…."
"What... is this?" The eldest disciple couldn't help but ask. He saw her holding a strange piece of paper. This must be paper. I have never seen such paper before.
Qi Yue took blood from the injured person and carefully watched the changes in the test paper.
"This, you can tell a person's blood type." She replied.
"Blood type? What is it?" The disciple not only failed to explain his confusion, but became even more confused.
"The blood type is...it means that people's blood is different, uh...it's just...ok." Qi Yue said with some embarrassment, making a muffled voice from the mask, ""..A..."
Then she stopped and looked at the people in the hall,
"So now, this wounded man needs blood, who will give him his own blood?" she asked.
"What? Blood? Give him the blood?"
"Lady, what do you mean?"
The whole hall burst into laughter.
"That is to say, this person has too much blood. If he loses too much blood, he will die, you know?" Qi Yue said.
I know, I know, everyone in the room nodded, even the fools knew.
"So, we need to replenish blood, that is to say, give him some other people's blood, so that he will not die from excessive blood loss." Qi Yue continued, "Then who will try it now to see if the blood is suitable?
It’s not appropriate, so give some to the injured.”
"Oh my God, if you give him the blood, wouldn't that person be dead?" someone shouted.
"How to give him blood?" someone also asked.
These words instantly caused chaos in the lobby, and everyone looked frightened and started talking.
"I'll do it," the big black man said loudly, standing up without hesitation, "My life is my brother's life! Give him my life!"
Although Qi Yue was talking to everyone, her eyes were looking at Prince Dingxi, "her" husband, who was standing aside.
Prince Dingxi looked at her as well, and then a smile appeared on his lips.
"I'll do it." He stepped forward and said.
Seeing that he actually spoke and stood up, many people looked shocked.
"Your Majesty, no." They stood up to stop him, and then more people stood up, vying to use their own blood.
It seemed that they were really brothers, and they were somewhat bloody, and they were not afraid. Qi Yue felt a little less angry.
"It's not life-threatening, I just want a little blood. Not everyone can do it. I have to see if that person's blood is the same as this injured person." She said while picking up a clean needle from the box.
"What do you think?" Prince Dingxihou asked. He had already walked up to Qi Yue and looked down at her from above.
"Reach out." Qi Yue said.
Prince Dingxihou extended his hand without hesitation, and there was a sound of dissuasion around him.
This hand is not as well-maintained as my face. The palms are rough and have calluses...
Qi Yue said in her heart, reaching out to hold his hand.
Everyone around them widened their eyes, and some turned their heads in embarrassment. What was this woman going to do in front of everyone...
When Prince Dingxi was suddenly pulled by the woman's hand, his body stiffened and he subconsciously wanted to take it back, but Qi Yue had already wiped one of his fingertips with a cotton ball.
"Don't be afraid of pain." Qi Yue said.
Prince Dingxi sneered in his heart, but before he could say anything, his fingertips stung, and his body tensed in response to instinct. Qi Yue had already taken the blood and released him.
"Doctor, mine."
Immediately many people handed over their hands.
"Wait a minute, come one by one." Qi Yue said, looking at the test paper in his hand, slowly showing a surprised smile, and looked up at the Crown Prince Dingxi, "Hey, what a good luck, yours is just right."
Her face was covered by a mask, so her smile could not be seen, but the smile in her eyes clearly fell in the eyes of Prince Dingxihou.
This sentence made the people around him stunned for a moment, and then they became confused.
"He can't do it, he absolutely can't." Everyone shouted loudly.
"It seems that I am suitable, you are very happy." Prince Dingxi waved his hand to stop everyone's noise, looked at Qi Yue, and suddenly laughed.
What's so funny about this? Qi Yue felt a little uncomfortable having her thoughts read through. If you hurt someone, you will naturally be punished...
"Doctor, don't be fooling around." Another man stood up and put his hand on the shoulder of Prince Dingxi, "Don't be fooling around either."
"Who is messing around?"
Qi Yue and Prince Dingxi said at the same time, and after speaking, they looked at each other in surprise.
"I told you, you can't die, you just need a little blood." Qi Yue turned away and said, dipping the used needle in wine, throwing it into the charcoal fire, and then picked up a needle again, "
Everyone only needs a little, and that’s enough for him. Come on, whoever wants to try it next.”
After hearing her words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and more people rushed to reach out their hands.
Not bad. The injured person was lucky. There were four people with the right blood type here. Although Prince Dingxi really wanted to donate blood, he was repeatedly dissuaded by everyone. After all, this kind of thing is unheard of. Although there are
The example of the child being cured is shown.
The rubber tube used for infusion came in handy again. The blood donor was lying on the table, the injured person was lying on the door panel on the ground, two needles, and a rubber tube. This was Qi Yue's first visit after arriving in ancient times.
The scene of a blood transfusion was so crude and illegal that she couldn't bear to look directly at it, but for everyone present, they stared at this scene with their eyes wide open, watching the blood flow from one person's body to another.
A person's body is dead, and the person who is gradually dying regains his consciousness little by little.
"Am I dead?" The injured man slowly opened his eyes and murmured.
"You're not dead. As long as your brother is here, no one can let you die." The big black man was the first to rush forward, put his big head in front of his eyes, and shouted in a loud voice.
A smile appeared on the injured man's face.
"With my brother's loud voice, even the King of Hell would be scared away..." he said in a weak voice.
This man is quite humorous and in good spirits, Qi Yue thought to himself at the side.
"Let me check the blood pressure." She said, walking over with the blood pressure monitor.
Only then did the injured person see this strangely dressed woman with only two eyes exposed, her eyes confused.
"This is a good doctor that the prince specially invited from home..." the black man said hurriedly.
He didn't know the relationship between Qi Yue and the prince he claimed to be. When Aru saw the prince, he was so frightened that he dared to call out Qi Yue's true identity.
"Thank you so much, Prince, Jiang Hai can't repay you..." The injured man struggled to get up, and then he noticed something strange on his body, "What is this?" He looked at the strange things on his arms, and then followed the tube to see it.
people….
"Master, our blood is the same..." The blood donor grinned, his face flushed, and he looked proud.
"You lost too much blood, I'm trying to replenish your blood." Qi Yue said with a smile, watching the injured man's face turn pale, obviously frightened by this scene.
"Don't move, let... let..." Prince Dingxi Hou walked over a few steps and said, finally vaguely skipping Qi Yue's address, "I'll treat your injuries and get better soon so that you can seek justice."
The injured nodded with full gratitude, and Qi Yue also took his blood pressure.
"It's time for surgery and suturing." She exhaled and said. No matter whether it was her rudimentary equipment or the Chinese medicine she drank, which one worked, the anti-shock step was successfully completed.
In total, Qi Yue has had countless such diagnoses and treatments since the day of her internship until she traveled through time, but this time she had the strongest sense of accomplishment.
"It's like spreading the sheets." She said, walking to the medicine box and scanning the familiar equipment one by one. Suddenly her face changed, "Oh no!"
These words shocked everyone.
"Master...what's wrong?" Aru, who had just picked up the white surgical towel, asked hurriedly.
Qi Yue picked up the medicine bottles one after another, sweating on her head.
"No more...all gone..." she murmured.
"What's missing?" Prince Dingxihou standing aside asked.
"All the anesthetics, local and systemic, have been used up..." Qi Yue murmured.
She knew there would be such a day, not just anesthetics...
Qi Yue glanced at the medical kit, with a wry smile on her face. She brought a first aid kit, which was pretty good. It was also her temporary first aid kit, which was more complete than the usual emergency room equipment. However, even so,
Gloves, needles, and other items that could not be scrapped were sterilized, boiled, and dried before use. However, there are some things that cannot be reused, such as anesthetics, antibiotics, iodine tablets, disinfectant tablets, sutures...
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"Go back and get it." Prince Dingxihou said nonchalantly, raising his hand to call for the attendants to come over.
Qi Yue shook her head.
"No more," she said, looking depressed.
"No more?" Prince Dingxihou frowned, somewhat incomprehensible to her words.
"I can't do this surgery." Qi Yue put down the things in her hands and said.
The whole hall was in an uproar.
"What did you say?"
"Why can't it be done?"
The stage had been set up, the drums were beating, and just when the protagonist came on stage to start singing, his voice suddenly became hoarse. You can imagine how annoyed the audience must be.
"Doctor, are you still angry that we chopped this man?" The big black man shouted loudly, his face turned red, and he pulled out the knife from his waist with a cry.
The people around him dispersed with a frightened roar.
"You can't hit women, you can't hit women, you have to hit me." Hu San didn't even bother pressing his blood vessels, and knelt down in front of the big man.
"How about I cut myself to make amends to him?" The black-faced man did not raise the knife to chop at Qi Yue, but put it on his arm with his backhand and shouted with blood-red eyes.
Following his movements, more people pulled out knives or swords.
"I come"
they shouted one after another.
The Qianjin Hall suddenly became chaotic.*** (To be continued)