Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Qin Ming turned his attention to Xue Wanche, who looked proud, and Yu Chigong, who had a murderous look on his face.
Seeing that there was still blood from the wounds on their arms, he hurriedly said:
"Uncle Yuchi, Uncle Xue, please show your arms. My nephew will help you stop the bleeding first."
After hearing this, the two of them unbuttoned their shirts and exposed their arms.
Qin Ming looked around, walked quickly to the beams in the front hall, pulled off the decorative cloth, handed it to Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda and said:
"Uncle Cheng, Uncle Niu, could you please use cloth to cover the arms of the two uncles first, so that the blood will flow less."
Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda have been fighting on the march for many years, so they are naturally familiar with such a trivial matter as stopping bleeding.
The two of them took the cloth, tore it into strips in a few moments, and tied the arms of Yu Chigong and Xue Wanche.
A few moments
Xiao Qingwan returned to the front hall with the medicine box, and the medicine fairy Baili Zhi came with her.
"Sir, my servant has brought the medicine box."
"Master Qin, Baili is here to help you."
Qin Ming nodded, opened the medicine box, took out a bundle of catgut and a bottle of alcohol and handed it to the two women:
"Baili, you and Wan'er are here to help me. You first soak the catgut and steel needle in alcohol, then thread the catgut into the steel needle. Be sure to wash your hands with alcohol before threading."
The two women took the things in Qin Ming's hands, nodded and said:
"Don't worry, sir."
Qin Ming did not waste any time, took out another bottle of alcohol from the medicine box, walked quickly to Yu Chigong and Xue Wanche and said:
"Uncles, my nephew will use this alcohol to treat the wounds of the two uncles later. It may be a little painful, so please bear with it."
Yuchi Gong nodded expressionlessly and said:
"You have the final say on how to diagnose and treat it, I'll just do whatever you want."
Xue Wanche, who looked to be in his twenties, patted his chest and said carelessly:
"My dear nephew, please feel free to do your best. I have always stood upright, so a little pain is nothing."
The other people in the room were originally staring at the sheep intestines on the hands of Xiao Qingwan and the two women. Seeing that Qin Ming was about to start treatment, they all gathered around. They were very curious about this wound suturing technique.
Qin Ming picked up the alcohol bottle and pulled off the cap, and instantly a strong aroma of wine spread.
Yuchi Gong's eyes lit up, he grabbed Qin Ming's wrist and said:
"It's such a good wine. No wonder it's called alcohol. Let me try it quickly."
Xue Wanche, who was a little slower on the side, also grabbed Qin Ming's sleeve and said:
"And so-and-so, give me a taste too."
Qin Ming was stunned for a moment when he heard this, looked at Cheng Yaojin doubtfully and said:
"Uncle Cheng, hasn't the imperial court bought a lot of alcohol for the Sixteenth Guard? Why do the two uncles seem to have never met before?"
As soon as these words came out, Duan Zhixuan, the Xue brothers, and Yu Chigong who were present all looked at Cheng Yaojin with confused expressions.
Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin glanced at everyone and said:
"We'll talk about this later. Just treat their injuries quickly."
Qin Ming nodded and said:
"Uncle, please help me and pull Uncle Yuchi and the others away. My nephew can't move like they are."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yaojin glanced at Niu Jinda and others and said:
"Hurry, help, hold them down, and we'll talk about the rest later."
Everyone nodded slightly when they heard this, and they quickly pressed Yu Chigong and Xue Wanche on the chairs.
Yuchi Gong's hands were held down by Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda, his face turned black and red from holding back, and he said angrily:
"Fat Cheng, tell me clearly what's going on with this alcohol!"
Cheng Yaojin grinned widely and said to Yuchi Gong:
"Hei Tantou, I won't tell you."
After speaking, he said to Qin Ming:
"Boy, what are you waiting for? Quickly treat their wounds."
Qin Ming did not dare to delay any longer and hurried forward to clean Yuchi Gong's wounds with alcohol.
Yuchi Gong looked at the clear water alcohol dripping down his arm on the ground like it was free, and said sadly:
"Fat Cheng, you wait for me. When I get better, I will be the first to deal with you, and Lao Niu, don't even think about running away."
Soon, with the help of everyone, Qin Ming helped the two men clean up their wounds.
It is worth mentioning that when cleaning the wound, Yu Chigong kept cursing, while Xue Wanche kept making hissing sounds. It is not known whether it was because he was worried about the drink.
Qin Ming didn't dare to ask.
After Qin Ming cleaned their wounds, Xiao Qingwan and Baili Zhi had already threaded the fish gut.
After Qin Ming washed his hands repeatedly with alcohol, he took the steel needle from Baili Zhi.
He walked up to Yuchi Gong and said:
"Uncle, my nephew will stitch up your wound first."
Upon seeing this, Yu Chigong knew that he was about to witness the magical suturing technique, so he temporarily put aside his obsession with alcohol, stared directly at Qin Ming's hands and said:
"Well, come on, let uncle see if your medical skills are really as miraculous as you say."
Everyone also looked at Qin Ming.
Qin Ming nodded when he heard this, and said to Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda:
"Uncles, please press harder for a while. It will be more painful to sew the wound. Don't let Uncle Yuchi move around."
Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin raised the corner of his mouth and gloated:
"My dear nephew, please feel free to do your best. My uncle promises to press this black coal head tightly."
Qin Ming nodded when he heard this, then took the steel needle and pricked Yuchi Gong's wound.
When Yuchi Gong heard this, he cursed loudly:
"Pang Cheng...hiss..."
Yuchi Gong hissed, and then immediately closed his mouth.
The others stared unblinkingly at the movements of Qin Ming's hands. Cheng Yaojin said with a smile:
"My dear nephew, what do I think of you? Why do you look like you are sewing clothes? Is this method really feasible?"
Qin Ming often practices with small animals these days and has become very skilled at suturing wounds.
While suturing the wound, he explained to everyone:
"Uncle, don't worry. My nephew has tried this method on animals countless times, and there is absolutely no problem. As long as the wound is cleaned and stitched together, the wound will heal soon."
After everyone heard this and thought about it, they felt that this was indeed the case.
Oops, why didn’t I think of this before?
Qin Ming soon helped Yu Chigong suture the wound, but at this time, Yuchi Gong's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and his face was extremely pale. Of course, the paleness mentioned here was only relative to his previous skin color.
Cheng Yaojin looked at Yu Chigong's appearance, curled his lips disdainfully and said:
"Hmph, you have such a headache and your face is pale. It's not that I look down on you. If it were me, I would definitely not change my expression."
When Yuchi Gong heard this, his chest heaved violently, his face instantly turned red, his lips moved up and down, and in the end he just snorted.
Qin Ming saw this and said to Baili Zhi:
"Baili, please help bandage the wound, and I'll suture Uncle Xue."
Baili Zhi nodded and said:
"Okay, Mr. Qin."
At this time, Qin Ming walked to Xue Wanche again with the steel needle and said:
"Uncle Xue, please bear with it, you will be fine soon."
Xue Wanche said calmly when he heard this:
"Don't worry, my dear nephew, we don't have much contact with each other. You don't know me well yet. He has always been upright..."
Qin Ming turned a deaf ear to this and glanced at Xue Wanjun and Duan Zhixuan who were holding Xue Wanche down. Seeing them nodding, he took the steel needle and stabbed Xue Wanche.
"My head fell off, there is a scar as big as a bowl, it's just a pain, it doesn't matter... Ouch... ah... it hurts..."
Except for Xue Wanjun, who had a black streak on his head, all the generals present laughed. Even Yu Chigong was in a much happier mood at this time.
What an indomitable General Xue...
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