"Yang Yong, set up two large pots and boil water at any time."
"Bai Feiyang, come and attack me!"
"Tie Shuan, you go and clean up a clean room. Light oil lamps around it. Remember, it must be bright!"
Qin Yun directed everyone while taking out his own medical bag.
These are the instruments that Qin Yun asked Master Lu to help build before he left.
There are hemostatic forceps, syringes, rubber tubes, various types of needles, and of course cotton threads, hemp powder, and other special tools for dealing with trauma.
Without disinfectant, the alcohol concentration of spirits could not achieve the sterilizing effect, so Qin Yun had to use the most primitive method of boiling water for disinfection.
After the water boiled, Qin Yun threw in the cotton thread and surgical instruments.
Yang Yong asked curiously: "Your Highness, what trick are you trying to pull? Could it be that you want these patients to eat cotton thread? That's worse than a few bowls of noodles!"
Qin Yun said with a straight face: "You are the only one who talks a lot, Bai Feiyang. Watch it. You will be responsible for fishing these things for me later. Remember not to grab them directly after boiling and sterilizing them. You must use these iron chopsticks to pick them up." Give me."
"Also, are you all wearing these cotton masks?"
Yang Yong paused: "Your Highness, what are you doing wearing this? It's hard to breathe!"
Qin Yun said seriously: "Prevent wound infection as much as possible!"
"Alright, Tiefutu, Wu Yingxiong and you are responsible for maintaining order. Zhao Fengxian, go and bring the patients in. Remember, trauma is given priority!"
"Yes, Your Highness."
Soon, Qin Yun's field medical station was set up.
The first patient was a middle-aged man with an injured arm and a fracture. The trouble was that the wound was already showing signs of inflammation and suppuration due to the hot weather.
Qin Yun frowned slightly. Under the current circumstances, it would be a fool's errand to completely rely on decoction to cure such a wound.
Qin Yun asked: "Fellow, how did you get injured?"
The middle-aged man was stunned by the name of a fellow countryman. Although he had never heard such a title before, he could feel a strange care from it.
"Back to...back to the young master, when I was captured as a traitor, I accidentally rolled down the cliff. I was in unbearable pain and begged you to give up the medicine to save me. If it is not possible, please cut off this arm for me so that I can be saved." I will no longer suffer from this tearing pain!"
Qin Yun shook his head: "No, you are in your prime, and you must be the only support for the whole family. Don't worry, since I said I want to help you with your medical treatment, I will never do it half-heartedly. This is why my treatment method is better than yours." The words may be a bit extreme, can you bear it?"
The middle-aged man was quite excited: "Master, you said you can keep this arm?"
Qin Yun nodded slightly. "Yes, the premise is that you must be patient!"
The middle-aged man kowtowed as if he were pounding garlic: "As long as I can save my arm, I will do anything for the young master!"
Qin Yun smiled and shook his head: "Here, Yang Yong lends a hand, lifts the man onto the wooden case, and gives him a bowl of hemp boiling soup!"
"yes."
Yang Yong brought out the Mabo soup from the bucket. In fact, this was just a name chosen by Qin Yun himself. After all, it was inspired by Jiang Yingying's Shixiang Cartilage Powder.
The so-called medicine is correct when used, and Qin Yun just used it as an anesthetic!
After drinking a bowl of decoction, the patient slowly fell asleep. If this effect had been achieved in the previous life, would it have been sold out by major operating rooms?
Sure enough, the wisdom of the ancients cannot be underestimated!
After the middle-aged man fell asleep, Qin Yun began his operation.
"knife!"
Bai Feiyang picked up the lancet in the pot with iron chopsticks and handed it to Qin Yun.
Qin Yun said angrily: "You want to burn me to death? Put it on this chopping board and don't let it fall!"
Bai Feiyang snorted lightly, but he followed the instructions honestly. It was obvious that Qin Yun was still sullen because he wanted to sell him before he was alive.
Yang Yong sneered at the side, Qin Yun glanced sideways, and the latter instantly became honest.
"Move quickly, there are still many people!"
In this way, Doctor Qin, Nurse Yang, and Assistant Doctor Bai formed a temporary medical team.
Although the conditions were simple and looked very different from the modern standard sterile operating room, the operation was still carried out in an orderly and fast manner.
Put the used knife into a bucket to clean, then put it into another large pot to boil.
Soon, Qin Yun completed the operation and helped him connect the broken bones. He breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had experienced such things in his previous life, Qin Yun only knew how difficult it was to actually do it.
Mainly because these two guys are not dedicated at all!
Soon, one was finished and was dragged down to wait for the Mafei Powder to wear off, the second, the third...
Qin Yun didn't even know how many surgeries he had done. Of course, there were only a few cases of broken bones being reattached, because it was actually very difficult for such people to survive to this day. Most of them were flesh injuries, and Qin Yun only needed simple suturing.
But as the living people were carried in one by one and the sleeping people were carried out, the people lining up outside all started to retreat.
"Is this killing someone or saving someone?"
Doubts quickly spread and grew louder.
Qin Yun did not explain, but continued to do what he should do.
On the other hand, Jiang Yingying was very serious about learning medical skills from the little medical fairy.
Firstly, she and Qin Yun were poisoned. If they could master some medical skills, they might be able to save themselves. Secondly, she hoped that the little medical fairy could help her mother-in-law.
"Sister Jiang, please be careful. This person's pulse condition is a symptom of frailty and edema. The main goal of acupuncture is to remove edema, and add decoction to replenish qi. Have you learned it?"
Jiang Yingying rolled her eyes. She wanted to say, "I'm a loser!"
At this time, a person ran over: "Little fairy, please go and take a look. That young man is not saving people, he is just killing people. He used a knife to cut open the people's belly, and then And he used sewing needles to sew the flesh and blood together!"
"Walk in and come out lying down!"
When the little medical fairy heard this, he was so angry that he said: "Qin Yun is a thief, he pretends to understand even though he doesn't understand. Sister Jiang is leaving, we must stop him!"
Soon, the little medical fairy came to Qin Yun's operating room aggressively.
At this moment, he had treated the injuries of more than ten people one after another, and he was feeling a little exhausted. However, this person was already the last seriously injured person, and he had just held the scalpel in his hand.
The little medical fairy rushed in: "Qin Yun, stop!"
Qin Yun's eyes turned cold: "Stop her!"
Tie Futu and Tie Shuan stepped forward, and the little medical fairy hugged Tie Shuan's arm and gave him a hard bite.
Then she took out the gourd and released the five poisons: "Qin Yun, if you dare to do this again, I will poison you to death! You don't understand medical skills at all!"
Qin Yun explained: "I really don't understand much, but I still have some experience in trauma. You go out first."
Little Medical Fairy: "Qin Yun, why don't I admit defeat? I saw it wrong. I didn't expect you to be so despicable and shameless in order to win. This person is a living person! What do you want to do? Where did you get it? What folk remedies want to eradicate your..."
Qin Yun suddenly shouted: "Shut up, I told you, I am saving people!"
"Take him out!"
At this time, Jiang Yingying checked on the patient lying in another tent.
"Little Medical Fairy, Your Highness did not kill anyone, he just used Ten Fragrant Cartilage Powder, and you come and see!"
The little doctor Xianxin took back the five poisons and came to the side suspiciously. He saw that the middle-aged man at the beginning had woken up in a daze.
"Where am I? My hand..."
"let me see!"
The little medical fairy stepped forward and took a closer look, but his pupils shrank.
A layman is busy, an expert is a gatekeeper. Although he doesn't know the method used by Qin Yun, he can tell that this man's previous injuries must be extremely serious. Even if he takes action himself, he can only save his life by amputating his limbs!
But looking at it now, although the skin in front of the broken arm is still pale, it has a bit more blood. According to her experience, this arm can survive!
The little medical fairy suddenly turned around: "Qin Yun, who are you?"
