"Brother Hao, what did you just say about stitching the wound?"
Young Master Gao looked at Zhao Hao in confusion, feeling like he was looking at a Frankenstein.
The other three brothers also stared at Zhao Hao in surprise.
"Um?"
Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, this kind of knowledge is a bit too much for you!"
Hearing this, Young Master Gao narrowed his eyes and said solemnly: "Brother Hao, have you done something against human ethics?"
Zhao Hao's mouth twitched, and he waved his hands with a bit of laughter: "Third brother, you misunderstood! This is just a simple trauma treatment technique and has nothing to do with human ethics!"
"Why doesn't it matter?"
Young Master Gao said with a straight face: "When you talk about suturing wounds, don't you just use needles and threads to suture people?"
"Having said that, it's not as cruel as you think. This is a medical technique that can quickly stop bleeding and make the wound heal well!"
"Medical skills?"
The four brothers looked at each other, still full of confusion.
Zhao Hao could understand this situation. After all, even if Hua Tuo was a tycoon like Cao Cao, he would not be able to accept a knife in his head, let alone a man from the Qin Dynasty who was hundreds of years earlier than Cao Cao.
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Hao continued: "Actually, as long as a wound like Wang Li's is sutured in time and treated properly, the stitches can be removed in seven or eight days, and the wound can be back to normal in more than a month!"
"What!?"
The four brothers were shocked.
How can this be!
Such a serious injury can be recovered in more than a month? This is not a medical skill, this is clearly an immortal skill!
Thinking of this, Young Master Gao reacted first and scolded with a stern face: "Brother Hao, don't talk nonsense!"
He felt that this little brother was getting more and more outrageous. There was no such medical skill in the world.
Even the imperial doctors in the palace don't know this kind of medical skills, let alone my little brother who has never studied medicine.
However, when Zhao Hao heard Young Master Gao's scolding, he was a little unconvinced and said: "Why am I talking nonsense? You have never seen a wound sutured with your own eyes!"
"This..." Young Master Gao was speechless.
He certainly had never seen a stitched wound.
Not only have I never seen it, I have never even heard of it.
Just when Young Master Gao fell into silence, Young Master Jiang Lu on the side took over the conversation and said, "What do you mean, brother Hao, have you ever seen someone suture a wound?"
"Not only have I seen it before! I even sewed it myself!" Zhao Hao said with a proud face.
"you?!"
The pupils of the four brothers shrank suddenly, like a magnitude 9 earthquake.
Good guy!
This guy really did experiments on people!
I saw that Young Master Gao's expression changed. He changed his usual friendly tone and said coldly: "Why is Brother Hao doing this?"
When he thought about it, even the most severe punishment in Da Qin did not sew the prisoners together like linen.
How dare this kid!
Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Of course it's to save people! Are we going to let him bleed to death?"
"he?"
The four brothers were stunned.
"It's Erhu! You've seen it before!"
Zhao Hao said and shouted out the door: "Er Hu, come in!"
"promise."
Erhu agreed and walked in from the door.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
Erhu held his hands towards Zhao Hao without squinting.
Zhao Hao looked him over and said with a smile: "Take off your pants and let my four royal brothers have a good look!"
Young Master Gao was startled and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no... no need!"
Young Master Ronglu also waved his hand: "I really don't need it, I really don't need it..."
But Gongzi Liang and Gongzi Jianglu looked at each other and said in unison: "That's not necessary!"
"Uh..." Zhao Hao scratched his head, looked at Erhu, and then at the four royal brothers, and said helplessly: "You don't believe what I say, and you don't let me prove it to you. It's really difficult! "
"..."
The four brothers all rolled their eyes and said to themselves: How can you prove it like this? You act like a hooligan as soon as you come up!
However, looking at Zhao Hao's appearance, it didn't seem like he was fake.
Just when the atmosphere was getting awkward, Young Master Jiang Lu said coldly: "Actually, it's very simple to prove what Brother Hao said, as long as someone is injured!"
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that!"
Gong Ziliang slammed the table excitedly and cursed.
Young Master Gao glanced at him and said to himself, it's strange that you can think of it.
Young Master Ronglu glanced at Young Master Liang and remembered what Zhao Hao had said: Damn it!
Among the four brothers, Gongzi Liang has the least talent and the best mentality, but sometimes he is easy to get into trouble, especially when someone provokes him.
Young Master Jianglu, on the other hand, never stops talking without shocking others. He likes to speak fair words and is quite chivalrous.
As for the young master Ronglu, he was actually a bit boring like the First Emperor.
The 'leading brother' is a tall man who seems mature and prudent, but in fact he has low self-esteem and wants to be recognized by others.
After a rough glance at them, Zhao Hao frowned and said, "That being said, no one is injured now, and I can't prove it to you!"
"What a coincidence!"
Gongzi Liang smiled and took down the table, turned to the door and shouted: "Ah Fu, come in quickly!"
Zhao Hao was stunned: "Brother Ninth, what are you doing?"
"Brother Hao doesn't know. One of my slaves happened to cut his arm yesterday and it bled a lot!"
Gong Ziliang explained with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, a short palace attendant came in bowing from the door.
"What are your orders, Master?"
The palace attendant named Ah Fu bowed to Young Master Liangzuo.
Gong Ziliang grinned: "Take off the wound on your arm!"
"promise!"
Ah Fu rolled up his sleeves without any hesitation, preparing to remove the wound cloth wrapping his arm.
At this moment, Zhao Hao stood up suddenly and shouted: "Brother Ninth!"
"What's wrong?"
Gong Ziliang looked at Zhao Hao with some confusion.
Just as Zhao Hao was about to express his protest, he saw Ah Fu tearing the wound cloth with a pop.
The wound that had stopped bleeding opened again, and blood suddenly overflowed and dripped everywhere.
"Zhongxian! Prepare the medical kit!"
Zhao Hao's expression suddenly changed and he yelled at the door.
He now regretted mentioning the wound suturing technique to the four royal brothers.
Because this era is completely different from the era in his previous life. There are no human rights at all. Slave owners have absolute control over the lives of slaves.
Although the Qin Dynasty almost abolished slavery, this kind of slavery in the palace was actually worse than a slave.
They were all criminals from the Six Kingdoms captured by the Qin army.
Even if they die, no one will seek justice for them.
Gongzi Liang would not be like Ying Qian, who had his nose cut off because he instigated Ying Si to hurt others and violated the laws of Qin.
Zhao Hao had just come to this era, and the reason why he wanted to escape was actually because he felt out of place.
It's like if you have been eating with chopsticks and suddenly see someone else using a knife and fork, you will be very surprised, but the person who also uses the knife and fork will think you are making a fuss.
"This era is too cruel!"
Sighing in his heart, Zhao Hao no longer struggled. As he said before, fairness and justice require sacrifice. One sacrifice can bring the survival of countless people, which is also very meaningful.
Soon, Zhongxian came to Zhao Hao with the medicine box in his arms.
Zhao Hao rolled up his sleeves without saying a word and walked straight towards Ah Fu.
