Chapter 297 A Knife Hanging on the Head
Li Sanniang knows that the men in black who go on missions among the delinquents do not use their original names, but use their ranking among the delinquents.
For example, Qiuxiang was called Qiuxiang before, but she was called Qiuxiang after she came to Li Sanniang.
Nineteen, who plays the role of groom, has not changed his name, so he is called Nineteen.
The young man in front of Li Sanniang who lost too much blood should be thirteen.
Based on what Li Sanniang learned from Qiuxiang, the higher up the ranking, the more powerful the kung fu is.
Li Sanniang was thinking about this in her mind and didn't stop.
The only thing left on Thirteen’s body was a pair of obscene pants that had been cut off in half. The most serious injury was on the abdomen. The wound on the chest that almost hit the heart was not a minor injury. , but compared to the abdominal injury, at least it is not fatal.
The left upper arm was fractured and the right calf was broken. These were serious injuries that could be counted. Li Sanniang didn't have time to count the remaining small wounds.
With Qiuxiang’s help, Li Sanniang quickly washed her hands and put on surgical gown and hat.
"Stay far away, don't block the light so that I can't see clearly.
Light a few more lamps, and light two more charcoal pots around to keep warm."
Qiuxiang listened. If so, do it quickly.
"My injuries are minor, I will go with you."
Li Sanniang heard this voice and realized that she was the girl who saved Li Sanniang outside the fabric shop during the last Wanshou Festival.
Although the wound on Thirteen's abdomen did not leave out the tattered intestines like Yang Shi's, if the wound were to be even more severe, the intestines would definitely be torn apart.
As Li Sanniang quickly dipped a cloth into the alcohol she got from Mr. Bu, wiped it and disinfected it, she thought to herself: "All the bad guys ranked so high have suffered such serious injuries. The situation must be very difficult.
Is the guy from the Temple Gate looking for trouble again? "
"Sanniang, do you want it?"
Brother Li is holding it. A pot of cooked hemp powder came in. Li Sanniang thought that Shisan had already fainted and there was no need to use hemp powder anymore. But after disinfecting just now, Li Sanniang used her hands to cut off the pieces of meat that were difficult to sew. When, Thirteen shivered for a moment.
Li Sanniang asked Qiuxiang to pull Shisan's eyes, and then she discovered that Shisan had been semi-conscious since lying down. When Li Sanniang was disinfecting before, she had endured the pain.
“You, you, don’t even say a word no matter how painful it is!”
Li Sanniang said angrily and asked Qiu Xiang to scoop a bowl of Mafu powder for Thirteen to drink.
Li Sanniang is busy treating the most serious injury. Father Li and Brother Li are also very busy.
Li's father had to debridement and suturing, because although they had practiced, neither Li's father nor Li's second brother could reach Li Sanniang's speed.
Although Li's mother could also help Li's father, she still couldn't keep up with Li Sanniang's quick and good cooperation with Qiuxiang.
Fortunately, later on, Nineteen came to help give medicine and cut clothes. Help disinfect a tool or something.
After Li Sanniang finished suturing the deepest wound on Shisan’s abdomen and left a drainage strip, big droplets of sweat on Li Sanniang’s forehead began to flow down her eyebrows.
Qiuxiang quickly wiped Li Sanniang’s sweat with a cloth towel. Li Sanniang closed her eyes to prevent sweat from dripping into her eyes.
Li Sanniang took off the golden needle that had just pierced Thirteen's chest to protect his heart, and said to Brother Li over there: "Second brother, Bazhen Tang, this Thirteen, this I need it soon.”
"It's okay, I can do it here. You go and do some work for Sanniang."
Brother Li responded, and first came to Li Sanniang to diagnose Shisan's pulse. According to his symptoms, he Li Sanniang said: "My pulse is astringent, should I add one more amount of astragalus?" Li Sanniang continued to suture the wound on her chest without raising her head: "Well, listen to my second brother."
This busy work lasted until the second watch. Listening to the sound of the watchmen banging clappers outside, Li Sanniang collapsed into a chair tiredly.
Father Li and Brother Li were also very tired. They were both leaning on the backs of their chairs, but they didn't lie down like Li Sanniang did.
When Father Li saw that they had almost been treated, he said to the man in black who was probably the leader of the group: "The one Sanniang treated, this one, and that one," Father Li pointed at the two fractures that were more serious. The serious man in black continued: "If they are not suitable for moving, let them lie down in the side hall first.
You find a stretcher and bring a few good hands to transport it in a carriage from the back door. Go back and recuperate."
The man in black bowed his head to Father Li and Brother Li, turned to salute Li Sanniang, and said respectfully: "I'd like to trouble Dr. Li, Dr. Li and my daughter tonight. Doctor Li, thank you for your treatment, I will keep it in my heart."
"Female Doctor Li, what the hell is this?"
Li Sanniang felt a little embarrassed, even though she was a daughter. My mother’s identity, and her whole family’s surname is Li. It’s hard to say this title, but there’s no need to say she’s “female Dr. Li,” right?
"Hey, don't, don't, just call me Li Sanniang."
Li Sanniang sat up straight, pointed at Thirteen on the table in front of her and said: "Thirteen, he will probably meet tonight. If you have a high fever, leave someone alone, and I will take medicine later. If Thirteen has a high fever during the third or fourth watch, give him the decoction quickly
If he drinks the decoction for a quarter of an hour. Afterwards, the temperature still couldn't be lowered, so he went to the backyard and called me."
After explaining this, Li Sanniang thought for a while and added: "He is the most seriously injured. Although he is young, he should not be careless.
If the rest time is not enough this time, the root of the disease will be left, but it will last a lifetime. ”
After the man in black nodded to express his understanding, Li Sanniang closed her eyes and narrowed her eyes. When she was about to fall asleep, she was woken up by Qiuxiang and returned to the house in a daze.
As soon as she entered the door and saw Sister Li sitting on the edge of the bed, Li Sanniang woke up.
"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry for bothering you, I asked you to watch Luzhu'er for half the night.
Sister-in-law, please go back quickly. The eldest brother should be back soon. There are so many strangers at home, and there are many strangers here. The eldest brother will definitely feel uneasy when he comes back."
Li Sanniang explained to Sister-in-law Li how many people she and Father Li had just saved in the main hall, as well as how many meetings they had. He only leaves through the back door around five o'clock.
"You start by warming up over the charcoal fire and cooling off the air. I'll bring you a bucket of hot water. You can warm your feet before lying down."
Just when Li Sanniang was about to refuse Mrs. Li, she heard someone following her all the time. Qiuxiang behind her said: "Sister-in-law, go and get busy. I'll go get some water for Sanniang."
After saying that, Qiuxiang turned around and walked out.
Waiting for Li Sanniang and Qiuxiang to soak their feet face to face, after thinking for a while, Li Sanniang still said: "Is the temple gate secretly becoming rampant again?
Otherwise, the thirteenth person He cannot be injured so seriously. If he arrives too late, he will bleed to death. ”
Qiuxiang was silent.
After a while, Qiuxiang spoke: "The news in the meeting is that since the Holy Son from the Temple Gate escaped last time, he gained support from people outside and came back to kill him. .
But this time, most of the things are done in secret. The husband has been very busy these days, and something seems to have happened in the palace. "
Li Sanniang felt that she could not act with an ordinary person's mentality. Analyzing the Holy Son of the Temple Gate, I immediately felt: "I'm making a comeback. I'm afraid you have to kill me to relieve your anger, right?"
As soon as the weather gets cold, my asthma gets worse. I'm really convinced. .
Hurry up and step into spring!
(End of this chapter)