Looking at the dull Zhao Toutou, Jiang Yifeng knew that the other party would not be able to accept this treatment method for a while.
However, he had no time to continue explaining, so he took a deep breath and prepared to suture the wound.
However, knowing how to do it and whether you dare to do it are completely different things.
Jiang Yifeng usually didn't even dare to kill a chicken. He asked him to sew the wound. Even though he was mentally prepared, his hands were shaking non-stop.
"My hands are too shaking, come on."
Jiang Yifeng could not overcome his nervousness and could only hand the needle to Zhao Toutou.
"I come?"
Zhao Toutou exclaimed and waved his hands quickly, "I can't suture the wound!"
Jiang Yifeng said: "You should usually sew your own clothes. Just use Laifu's wounds as clothes and I will guide you."
"No, there is no way to save people like this."
TouTou Zhao still refused.
She had no problem killing bad guys, but she couldn't do something like suturing wounds that she had never seen before.
"You yourself said that his injuries will definitely lead to death. In that case, why not try my treatment method."
Jiang Yifeng became a little anxious, grabbed Mr. Zhao's shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Remember, you are saving people, and nothing is more important than saving people."
Zhao Toutou looked at Jiang Yifeng with a serious expression, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if something had been touched.
So, she nodded vigorously and said, "I'll give it a try."
"Thank you!"
Jiang Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief and began to instruct Zhao Toutou on how to suture the wound.
I have to admit that Zhao TouTou is worthy of being a Jianghu man. He can administer the needle quickly and accurately. He is not nervous at all. His psychological quality is far beyond that of Jiang Yifeng.
About a quarter of an hour later, Laifu's wound was completely sutured, and Zhao Toutou even tied a bow at the end.
"Is it okay now?" Zhao Toutou looked at Jiang Yifeng.
"not yet!"
Jiang Yifeng shook his head, got half a bowl of distilled high-concentration alcohol from Feng Wenxuan, and carefully applied it on the wound.
In the absence of anti-inflammatory drugs, high-concentration alcohol can only be relied upon for disinfection and sterilization.
Zhao Toutou asked: "Why did you put wine on the wound?"
Jiang Yifeng explained: "This is high-concentration alcohol, which has the effect of sterilization and disinfection. Don't ask me what bacteria are. I can't tell you now. You just need to understand that it is good for wound healing."
"I didn't want to ask you what bacteria are!"
After Zhao Toutou finished speaking, he stared at the distilled wine and swallowed, "This high-concentration alcohol has a really strong aroma. Can you let me take a sip?"
Isn’t Nvxia Zhao an alcoholic?
Jiang Yifeng was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that Laifu's wound and surrounding areas had been disinfected, he handed over the remaining high-concentration alcohol.
"Take it easy, this is no lower alcohol than the alcohol you usually drink. You will get drunk if you are not careful." Jiang Yifeng was worried about Zhao Toutou and kindly reminded him.
"knew!"
Zhao Toutou waved his hand impatiently, and then drank the remaining distilled wine in one gulp, with a satisfied smile on his face.
After Jiang Yifeng smiled bitterly, his attention returned to Laifu.
He first applied gold sore medicine on the wound, and then asked Feng Wenxuan to find a clean cloth and bandage the wound.
After doing all this, he shouted outside, "Okay, everyone, come in!"
…
At this time, the people waiting outside the shop were pacing back and forth like ants on a hot pot.
"Uncle Zhang, do you think the benefactor can save Laifu?" Li Erniu looked worried.
"It's hard!"
The village elder Zhang sighed deeply and said, "You have all seen how severe Laifu's injuries are. No one can cure such injuries."
When Li Erniu heard this, his expression darkened.
"Oh, Laifu is so pitiful."
"This kid usually works hard and never spends the salary he gets. He just wants to find a wife."
"It's a pity... this family is going to be extinct."
When other victims heard what Lao Zhang said, they couldn't help but feel sorry.
"Damn it, I'm going to fight with the people in Linshui Village."
Li Erniu's eyes were red, like a bullfighting on the verge of going berserk. He picked up the pickaxe used to dig coal and went to settle the score with the people in Linshui Village.
"You idiot, stop here."
Village elder Zhang grabbed Li Erniu and reprimanded: "I know you have the best relationship with Laifu and want to avenge him, but have you ever considered your benefactor?"
"The government has asked our benefactor to manage us. If we hurt someone, will the government cause trouble for our benefactor? Besides, you still have your mother and Daya. What will happen to them if something happens to you too?"
Hearing this, Li Erniu froze on the spot. Not sure if he blamed himself or for some other reason, he threw the pickaxe on the ground, held his head and cried.
They escaped from Yuzhou to Sioux City after a narrow escape. Seeing that their lives were about to get better, they had to suffer such injustice, and they felt very unwilling.
"Okay, come in!"
At this moment, Jiang Yifeng's voice came from the upper bunk.
After everyone heard this, they couldn't care less about continuing to feel sad and entered the shop together.
"Well... benefactor, is Laifu dead?"
Li Erniu's voice trembled when he saw Laifu lying motionless on the table.
"Judging from the current situation, he should be fine, but it's best to observe him for a few more days to make sure everything is safe." Jiang Yifeng saw that Li Erniu was about to cry and explained quickly.
He didn't want to see a strong man crying.
"never mind?"
"Saved!"
"Lao Zhang, I will never believe your words again."
Everyone was startled, and then a smile appeared on everyone's face.
Compared to village elder Zhang, they were more willing to believe Jiang Yifeng.
"Benefactor, can I take a look at Laifu?" Li Erniu said, about to step forward.
"No, you're too dirty."
Jiang Yifeng quickly stopped Li Erniu from approaching, and said with a serious expression: "It's not impossible for you to look blessed in the future, but you must pay attention to hygiene and wash your whole body, otherwise you will harm him."
When he was suturing Laifu's wound, an important reason why everyone was asked to retreat was that they were all dirty and could easily cause wound infection.
Once the wound becomes infected, there is a high probability that Laifu will not survive without anti-inflammatory drugs.
"oh!"
Li Erniu responded, and then asked: "Benefactor, is there anything else we should pay attention to?"
“We’ll talk about the precautions later.”
Jiang Yifeng walked to the chair and sat down, and asked in a deep voice with a cold face: "I want to know, how did Laifu get injured?"
The village elder Zhang stopped a few people who wanted to tell the truth with his eyes, and said with a smile: "My benefactor, it's actually nothing. I just accidentally hurt myself while working..."
"Shut up!"
Jiang Yifeng suddenly became furious, slammed the table hard, glanced at everyone, and said word by word: "If you still recognize me as your benefactor, tell me the truth."
