Ge Xiuming narrowed his eyes and began to feel his pulse. After a long time, he nodded and said, "Zhang Xiaoniang, everything is prepared for you. I will prepare the medicine for you now. Can you do it alone?"
"You go ahead, it's a small scene."
After Ge Xiuming left, Zhang Yumeng tied her hair tightly, put on a homemade mask, and a white alcohol-soaked apron around her body.
Originally, she wanted to tear off the linen cloth on Yang Qian's body, but because some of the linen cloth was stuck with the blood scab, she could only use alcohol to dissolve some of it, and then tear the linen cloth apart.
When the wounds all over Yang Gan's body appeared in front of his eyes, even Zhang Yumeng, who had undergone a lot of surgeries, couldn't help but take a deep breath.
There are mottled scars, and there is no good flesh anywhere on the entire body.
But at this time, it is not the time to think wildly. Squeeze the wound hard and press around the wound. If there is no obvious inflammation, bandage it immediately after disinfection.
For example, when Zhang Yumeng squeezed the arrow wounds on his shoulders, the back of his thighs, and his back, varying amounts of pus were squeezed out.
But this didn't bother her. She quickly separated the blood scab, rinsed it with a large amount of alcohol, disinfected it, and then cleaned it with allicin.
From the table, he took out a bottle of white powder, which was a mixture of concentrated allicin and golden sore medicine, and applied it on the wound.
In Cao Wushuang's surprised eyes, Zhang Yumeng took out a U-shaped needle, threaded it on with special thread, and began to sew up Yang Gan's major wounds.
Maybe Cao Wushuang didn't notice that his hands were clenched tightly at this time. Such treatment was unheard of and unseen.
Wounds that were originally as big as eggs healed immediately under the sutures of needles and threads. Depending on the situation, it only took a few days for scabs to form. As long as the scabs formed and there was no infection, for a strong person like Yang Gan, Recovery is only a matter of time.
Cao Wushuang couldn't help but ask, "Are you a doctor? I have never seen this kind of treatment method."
Zhang Yumeng said without changing her expression, "You haven't seen a lot. This kind of medical technique is used in some places. As long as there is no infection, almost everyone can survive."
"Infection, are you talking about those white and yellow things that Yang Gan pointed out?"
"That's right. Generally speaking, if you suffer from trauma, as long as there is no infection or excessive bleeding, you will basically not die. But if you don't have suture technology, it will be terrible. The wound will bleed very easily, and it will also cause hemorrhage. A hemorrhage will cause the wound to collapse. Repeatedly, once repeated, it is easy to get infected.”
"The body will also gradually become weak. When it becomes weak for a certain period of time, people's resistance will be insufficient, which will form a vicious cycle."
Zhang Yumeng raised his head, glanced at Cao Wushuang, and said with a smile, "Don't you think you understand?"
"Fortunately, although I can't understand everything, I know what you mean?"
"Bring me a piece of linen, quickly..." Zhang Yumeng said suddenly.
Cao Wushuang was suddenly at a loss.
Zhang Yumeng pointed to the workbench next to him, and Cao Wushuang immediately understood, picked up a piece of linen and asked, "What's next?"
"Wipe the sweat off my forehead for me."
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"Come on, why are you dawdling?"
"good!"
After Cao Wushuang helped her wipe away her sweat, she frowned. Zhang Yumeng smiled and said, "Is it a job like wiping sweat that makes you feel wronged by doing it?"
"Hmph, if it wasn't for Yang Qian's sake, I would have slapped you."
Zhang Yumeng smiled and said, "Hey, I'm young and have a bad temper. Don't look at it as simple. But once sweat falls into the wound, there is a high chance of causing infection, and when the sweat flows down, it will also cover my wound." My sight prevents me from seeing the wounds.”
Cao Wushuang nodded suddenly, but he didn't expect sweating to be so particular.
An hour later, balls of specially sterilized bandages wrapped around Yang Gan's entire body.
The process was simple, but Zhang Yumeng was still sweating profusely while working alone. It was already stuffy, and with thick clothes and a mask, her face was flushed.
Zhang Yumeng shouted toward the outside, "Here comes someone."
Suddenly ten eight-foot strong men wearing white linen clothes and masks walked in.
Gu Weiqi, the leader, cupped his hands and said, "Zhang Xiaoniang."
"Take care of this place for me. Make the bed softer. Also, you must pay attention to disinfection, otherwise Yang Qian's injuries will recur."
"No~~!"
Ten big men tiptoed and moved some bookshelves and sand tables to the next door. In the huge space, there was only a bed, a toilet and a cabinet for storing medicines, and nothing else.
Zhang Yumeng took Cao Wushuang outside and saw eight-foot-strong men, all armed like sculptures, standing at the door, guarding them layer by layer.
Zaifu Bo, Krisna and others immediately stepped forward and asked urgently, "Zhang Xiaoniang, how is Wu Anjun's injury?"
"Everyone, don't hang around here, go and have a rest. Yang Gan's injury is not serious, mainly because of the delay. After diagnosis and treatment, it is basically no serious problem. After you have disinfected it, Belika, go and stay with Yang Gan. Come back and tell me if anything happens."
"By the way, get a glass of water. If Yang Qian's lips are dry, dip the water on his lips and wait for Ge Xiuming to make the decoction before letting him take it."
"Understood!" Bellica walked towards the next room to disinfect.
"General Zaifu, please go and do your work too. I'm too much of a bother this time. When Yang Qian wakes up, he will definitely remember the general's great kindness."
Zaifu Bochao waved his hand, "This is not a big favor. It's just a little effort. Mr. Wu An also helped me a lot."
After saying goodbye to his father Bochao, Zhang Yumeng took everyone to the room downstairs and everyone took their seats.
The black armor cavalry surrounded the outside one after another. Zhao Wenmo came over with Ying Niang and Shi Ran. At this time, Zhao Wenmo lost a lot of weight and sat at the end, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
Zhang Yumeng was lying on the main seat, rubbing his temples, concentrating all his energy. Once relaxed, he would feel very tired.
"Everyone, Yang Qian's situation has stabilized. Xiao Yu sent a message from Yuntong saying that something happened at the border. What should we do next?"
Krisna said curiously, "Border pass? Impossible. There are 150,000 troops at the border pass, and we have built at least hundreds of large and small cities on the grassland. It is absolutely impossible for the three Xiongnu tribes to rebel. Once a tribe has more than 5,000 people, it will be Diversion."
Zhang Yumeng said in pain, "It's to the east of us. A few hundred miles away from us is the territory of Goguryeo. It has never had any interaction with us before, but this time there is a problem."
Krisna wondered, "Goguryeo? Is this a country or a tribe? I've never heard of it."
"I only learned recently that since we built the road in Yuntong County, many caravans have come over. I don't know what these caravans thought. They rashly went to a country they didn't understand to do business. I heard that they were robbed. Two caravans and another caravan also suffered heavy casualties and are crying in the governor's mansion."
Krisna suddenly understood, and immediately smiled and said, "How about I directly lead the troops to destroy it?"
"Hahahaha, Krisna, that's a country. I heard that the people there are very tough, so I'm afraid it's hard to fight. Let's wait until Yang Gan wakes up before we make a decision."
Zhang Yumeng saw that Zhao Wenmo was hesitant to speak and asked, "Zhao Wenmo, what's the matter with you? Just tell me."
Zhao Wenmo hesitated for a moment and said, "In fact, we can follow Yang Qian's habit and make some basic preparations. It will be more convenient for peace talks or war."
Zhang Yu dreamed for a while, nodded, and immediately wrote a letter on the desk, arranging Yang Gan's situation and some basic work, then stamped it and asked the scouts to travel day and night back to Yuntong.
After finishing the matter, Zhang Yumeng looked at Cao Wushuang and said with a smile, "Beauty, why don't you introduce yourself? And why did you let Yang Gan wear women's clothes?"
Cao Wushuang glanced around the room, Zhang Yumeng smiled and said, "Let me introduce you."
"These two are Krisna and Zhao Wenmo, both of us. The other one is Zhao Wenmo's personal maid, Ying Niang, also of ours."
Cao Wushuang sat on his knees, tall and straight, and nodded with nobility, "I am Cao Wushuang, a descendant of the Yue Kingdom, and also Yang Qian's master."
"Oh? Are you Yang Gan's beautiful master? Thank you very much this time. It seems that you saved Yang Gan." Zhang Yumeng suddenly said, knowing that Yang Gan had a master, but he didn't expect that his master was so beautiful.
In this era when the average height of a woman is only around 160cm, such a tall figure is rare.
Krisna immediately said excitedly, "Can you teach me how to stretch your muscles?"
.......
Cao Wushuang felt happy in his heart, but Yang Qian still kept his promise and did not teach him what he had learned.
"Not to mention beautiful, it is only natural for a master to save his apprentice."
"Then can you explain why Yang Gan is wearing women's clothes? You know, whenever someone says he looks like a woman, he will get very angry."
Cao Wushuang thought for a while and looked at Krisna, Zhao Wenmo and Yingniang, "Can these people believe it? Zhao Wenmo? If I remember correctly, she should be Princess Hanyin of Shangguo."
"That's right, but you can still believe us. We are Yang Qian's closest relatives in the world. Since Zhao Wenmo is married to Yang Qian, she is from our Xia country." Zhang Yumeng said with a smile.
Cao Wushuang thought for a while, since these people could directly contact Yang Gan and heal his injuries, they must be close people.
"Young fool, Yang Gan, went to assassinate King Shang." She paused, intending to see the women's reactions.
Unexpectedly, everyone acted like Yang Qian took it for granted.
"Aren't you surprised?" Cao Wushuang asked curiously.
"I already knew it." Zhang Yumeng shrugged.
"I also knew this when I was in Fuyan. Why didn't this idiot tell me earlier?" Zhao Wenmo's eyes were red.
Although King Shang is his elder brother, to be honest, the royal family is cruel. It was fine before the king's father died.
After the father-in-law was gone, how did his brother Wang treat him? Even worse than an outsider, death is just the right thing.
"Although it was an assassination of King Shang, the injury was not that serious." Zhang Yumeng felt that Yang Qian's injuries were extremely abnormal.
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