MTL - The Only Favourite Ugly Husband-~ 80. Surgical suture wound

Jiang Zhen has always been looking forward to doing things.

Some people will regret it after suddenly encountering a disaster. They will blame themselves and even let such emotions affect their own work, but he will not.

The dangerous thing he has encountered has gone. It’s really nothing wrong with this encounter. The urgent task now is how to keep his life.

But not everyone is like him.

"I knew that I wouldn't come soon..." I saw the tragic situation of the two men. A villager who was also in the village of Hexi, who was following the village of Jiang Zhen, was holding his injured arm. The more he wanted to be sad, he even cried. : "I don't want to die..."

When I heard this person, the emotions of other people were somewhat affected.

"No one is forcing you to come. I have already said that we are coming to protect people and will be in danger." Jiang Zhen looked at the man.

Jiang Zhen did say that, but... "Is it not dangerous before?" The man couldn’t help but said that he had just caught up with Jiang Zhen’s cold eyes.

He still had a lot of words to say, this next word can't be said.

"When you go back this time, you should stop following me." Jiang Zhen said directly.

Jiang Zhen said this, the man suddenly seemed to be shackled, and the others were awake.

The man looked around and wanted to find an alliance. However, the thugs who followed Jiang Zhen very early had already heard about Jiang Zhen. They had done the same thing before, and they would not have the emotion like him at all. Good days, it is meant to be paid.

Jiang Ming, who is also from Hexi Village, said: "Going out, it is normal to be in danger. However, you may be robbed if you go to a relative. I will not go out after you see it!"

"We haven't done anything to save lives today. If you are taking someone else's boat to go to Beijing, you are in danger. Do you still have to blame the person for letting you take the boat?"

"And, you shouldn't think that this time Zheng Jia spent money to ask us to go to Beijing to have a trip, and give us a lot of money?"

Jiang Ming said that the person was speechless.

Jiang Zhen looked at Jiang Ming and had a good impression on this person. At the same time, he made up his mind. These people must practice some more.

The stove needle was quickly sent.

There is no gut line, but other lines are not unusable... Wait for the water in the stove to boil, Jiang Zhen let Wang Haisheng pour some to soak some salted sugar, then throw all the needles into the boil, then roll again Pour it in a jar, wash it with a little coolness, and wash your hands clean.

He still didn't do enough, but at the moment, this condition can't be done too much—the two have lost too much blood, and then they don't suture the wound, only one dead end.

The thin needles were bent by hand, and Jiang Zhen sewed the wound directly on the deck. The suture operation needs to be done in a bright place, and only the deck is eligible.

Jiang Zhenxian sutured the wounded person. After seeing his wound, he was fortunate to have some luck - this person's goodness did not hurt the internal organs.

Jiang Zhengang started, and the situation here attracted Zheng Yi’s attention.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Yi asked inexplicably. He had just arranged things, and he saw that Jiang Zhen was cooking something, and he could not help but understand.

When he came closer, he found that after Jiang Zhen’s action, he was puzzled.

Jiang Zhen, this is... I feel that it is not good to die under my hand, help to sew it up?

However, he is still not dead under these two men? This injury is not a lack of arms and broken legs, there is no need to suture...

I noticed that there were more than one person in the movement of Jiang Zhen. The guess of the big guy was similar to Zheng Yi.

There were several people around the half-necked man who was cut off. At this time, someone suggested: "We also use needlework to sew him... sew him up."

In the case of such a thing, according to the usual practice of the Zhengjia caravan, it will be docked soon, and then the dead will be buried on the spot.

They... It’s really not good for the companion to bury the corpse when it’s not complete or the look is too ugly, always help him clean up.

When I think of it, everyone’s mood is low, and at this moment, Zhao Jinge suddenly said: “Jiang Zhen is saving people.”

"Save people?" Zheng Yiyi, is this saving people?

"How can you save people? This is a sin to live before you die!" The doctor saw Zheng Yi on the side and planned to give Jiang Zhen the slightest injuries. Zheng Yi showed his face in front of him. As soon as he came over, Zhao Jinge said that Jiang Zhen was saving people, and he was dissatisfied at the moment.

"Jiang Zhen is saving people." Zhao Jinge saw that the doctor vetoed Jiang Zhen, and some were unhappy.

Although he did not know why Jiang Zhen did this, he did not know whether Jiang Zhen could really save people, but he was not willing to say Jiang Zhen.

"If he really is not reconciled, I have a little medicine here, don't get these messy things." The doctor said, he is going to pick up the needle thread in the water: "You can use this stove to pick up some medicine."

"Can't touch!" Zhao Jinge quickly stopped the doctor. Before Jiang Zhen said, this thing can't be touched, and it can't be dirty. But the doctor's hand is bloody!

The doctor thought that the attitude towards these people was good enough. I didn’t expect these people to repeatedly reject his kindness. At this moment, Zhao Jinge was still afraid of his own poison, and suddenly he was angry: "Yes, he is In saving people, I have to see how he can save people! Don't kill good people!"

After that, he turned around and was going.

"Wait." Zhao Jinge quickly pulled the person: "Hu Dafu, we have wounded people to be treated here."

"Are you not able to cure yourself?" The doctor's tone was very bad.

Zhao Jinge was a little embarrassed, and Jiang Zhen did not understand medical skills...

"Hu Dafu, give them a look." Zheng Yidao.

Dr. Hu’s heart was full of grievances, but Zheng Yi’s words were spoken, but he could only scream and then give him a diagnosis.

Trauma, this is mainly to see drugs, said to be diagnosed and treated, Hu Dafu mainly used drugs for human use.

At this time, Jiang Zhen had already stitched the wounds to the two men, and finally he was relieved.

Just now the doctor came to know, but Jiang Zhen knows, but because he is concentrating on helping people suture, it is not clear about the specific situation. At this point, the wounds of two people are finally stitched, and they are facing Hu Dafu: "Hu Doctor, can you give me some medicine?" Although the wound is sewed, it is best to wipe some medicine.

"You don't have the ability to save people? How do you want my medicine?" Hu Dafu sneered.

Jiang Zhenyi said, "I am also a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"You still have self-knowledge." Hu Dafu said, if you think of Jiang Zhen, the people on board may have to die. In the end, they still took some good drugs: "I don't have many medicines, you save some points." use."

Jiang Zhen nodded and saw that he had a hole in his arm. The blood flow was a bit more, and he waved his beckoning: "Come, I will suture you the wound." After he sewed, he felt If you get it back, you can help others by the way.

"Ah?" The man looked at Jiang Zhen a little blankly.

"Noisy!" Hu Dafu was angry at this time: "They are people, not clothes, how can you let you stitch with needles?!"

Jiang Zhen did not go to Hu Dafu. He washed his hands with a bath and changed his needle to look at the man: "Do you want to sew?"

The needle on Jiang Zhen’s hand looked very sharp. Some people did not dare to let Jiang shake his hand. But after seeing Jiang Zhen’s face, he subconsciously said: “Yes!”

When the words were exported, he regretted it a bit, but it was already here, but he could only bite his teeth and sit in front of Jiang Zhen.

His face was tangled, but Jiang Zhen only quickly saw the wound in his wound after he saw no foreign objects in his wound.

The suture wound is very painful. This person can't help but scream, but it is undeniable that after the wound is sewn, he is not as **** as before.

When Jiang Zhen looked at Zheng Yi, he saw Zheng Yi’s thoughtful look.

"Jiang Zhen, can this really save people?" Zheng Yi asked.

"Zheng Shao, I am also a dead horse as a living horse doctor. If there is a wound on the ship, I can help you to sew it." Jiang Zhendao, he actually has a lot of things to do at this time, but he can’t see death. save……

"Zheng Shao, Fang Ping wants to let Jiang Zhen sew it." A voice sounded, and soon, a guard on the ship came with another guard.

The guard he was holding was called Fang Ping. It was the one who had been scratched before, and he thought that he didn’t even die if his child died.

"Fang Ping, are you crazy?" Fang Ping was Lu Da’s men. He saw that he was looking for Jiang Zhen to sew the wound. Lu Da’s face was unbelievable.

"I want to sew it." Fang Pingdao, before Hu Dafu said that he was not saved, after all, his stomach broke through such a big mouth.

But he was awake, and he didn’t die for a while, but he still worried that his intestines would fall out of his stomach...

He actually didn't really believe that Jiang Zhen could save people, but let Jiang Zhen sew it for himself, so that his intestines would not fall out...

"You find yourself guilty, I don't stop you." Lu Da looked dissatisfied with Fang Ping.

Jiang Zhen looked at it and found that this level of luck was also good, and did not hurt the internal organs.

If you think about it, you really have to hurt your internal organs. He must have persisted in the present, that is, he has not been hurt, and he will not die for so long. There is no big blood vessel in his stomach. It is impossible to open a hole for a while. I really want to say that this person’s situation is better than Jiang Zhen’s two men.

Jiang Zhen helped Fang Ping to sew up, and at this time, Wang Haisheng and others have already wiped the medicines of the two seriously wounded people in Hexi Village, and fed salt and sugar.

"If you give them sugar, why do you want to add salt?" Someone asked inexplicably.

"I can eat salt and have strength. Salt and sugar drink is the best for my body. My wife and I drink every day." Wang Haisheng looked at the inquiring person with contempt. At the beginning, Jiang Zhen used to let Sun Xiaoshan drink salt and sugar. Since then, He decided that this salt water is a good thing.

The people around Wang Haisheng nodded and decided that the salt water was a good thing. Jiang Zhen heard that the mouth was pumping.

However, he soon had no time to think about this, and concentrated on helping Fang Ping suture.

When Jiang Zhen sutured the wound, several large ships had already leaned together, and stopped at the shore, and the sky was bright.

It is reasonable to leave at this time, but those otters have been broken up, and the sailors on other ships have died a lot. The boat can't be opened for a while, and Zheng Yi simply trimmed it.

It is also because of this that the wounded on several ships, all of which were moved to the deck of the main ship, were treated by Hu Dafu and several small beggars around him.

These wounded people were all traumatized, and many of them were considered by Hu Dafu to be unsuccessful...

Zheng Yi glanced at Jiang Zhen, who was helping Fang Ping to suture the wound. He asked Xiao Xiao to ask those people, and he needed to help Jiang Zhen to help suture the wound.

Many of those people still have consciousness, but most of them have been comatose, and they can only be dominated by people around them.

"He is not a doctor at all, can he really help people?"

"Let my brother try it..."

"My brother is almost gone, don't let him go to sin."

......

Those people have all the ideas, but there are still many people who want to try it. I don’t want to be here. The person who was injured by the waist wounded by Jiang Zhen was not angry.

This person's injury is a bit serious, and the injury time is also long, although probably because the knife is not sharp enough and there is no death, but in the end, too much blood loss...

He twitched for a while and he lost his voice.

Wang Haisheng took salt and sugar water. He wanted to feed him a bit. He didn't want to encounter such a thing. For a time, the whole person was stunned.

Many people who originally wanted Jiang Zhen to help suture the wound suddenly hesitated.

At this time, Jiang Zhen had just helped Fang Ping to sew his stomach.

Last night, fighting for a long time, Jiang Zhen has been too tired, and now sitting on the deck to help people suture some wounds, it is even more numb.

He stood up and moved his hands and feet, letting people move two tables, and then asked: "Is there anyone still going to sew the wound?"

Most people hesitated. What if Jiang Zhen sewed the wound and died faster?

There are twenty or thirty people who need to be stitched on their hands. Jiang Zhen knows that he can't save everyone. He simply looks at a person with a lighter injury: "Would you like me to help you suture the wound?"

The man shook his head in a hurry: "Hu Dafu said that I still have a rescue." His wound was very big, but Hu Dafu gave the medicine and said that he might still have a rescue... He certainly did not want Jiang Zhen to toss his wound.

Those who need suturing, but the injury is relatively light, are not necessarily dead, basically are not willing to let Jiang Zhen help to treat, Jiang Zhen helpless, they will continue to operate the injured people.