Chapter 15: The Great General?

  The old doctor, who had been anxiously shouting not to believe the witch, heard Liu Rong's words and was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "The wound can still be treated like this, there is actually such a way to treat wounds."

  "Actually can be like this... actually can be like this..." muttered to himself until the end, somewhat demented: "How come I didn't think of it, how come I didn't think that it could also be like this?"

  Liu Rong glanced up at the old doctor and continued to treat the wound. She had to say, this old doctor was really adorable in his seriousness.

  Next to her, the young girl threaded the needle and then looked down at Liu Rong, who was carefully wiping her brother's wound. Her face still had a childish look, but strangely, when she did these things, her serious face seemed to radiate an inexplicable sense of reassurance, as if suddenly this twelve or thirteen year old girl was much more mature than herself.

  She still remembered the shock and distrust she felt when Zuo Tingxuan told her to bring a young doctor, but she had no choice because her brother's condition was critical. Seeing that tender face made people worry even more, but everything changed as soon as Liu Rong sat down, as if in an instant, everything had changed.

  Liu Rong didn't know that the girl's entanglement and confusion had slowly gained some trust in her, but quickly wiped away the wound: "You start suturing now."

  He stepped aside and yielded his position, then seriously exhorted: "Remember, be a bit more meticulous."

  In fact, modern suture needles are not the kind with an eye hole that is used for everyday sewing. Modern medical suture needles have a small curved hook at the end to pass the thread through, it's just that in ancient times, everything was so rushed and they could only make do with this method.

  The girl's hand trembled slightly as it came into contact with the man's skin. Liu Rong watched closely from the side: "Don't be afraid, just bring out your usual embroidery state and that will be fine. Moreover, by doing this, you can make the wound heal faster, and when the time comes to apply your special golden wound medicine, the wound will recover even faster than usual."

  The girl nodded after hearing Liu Rong's words, and the movements of her hands became much smoother, and the speed at which she sewed up the wound also quickened.

  Watching the girl's movements, and thinking of Chen Mama, Liu Rong couldn't help but sigh in admiration. A professional is indeed different from an amateur like her. However, if she had truly modern sewing needles, she estimated that she would be even faster than these two people.

  It wasn't until now that she had the chance to carefully examine the man lying on the bed. The man, who appeared to be in his early twenties, had sharp facial features and didn't seem like the extremely handsome type by modern standards, but he looked very charming.

  The man's facial features, his eyes are invisible, but at a glance, the bridge of his nose is the most handsome, high and straight, with very regular nostrils. According to modern fortune-telling methods, this person must be someone with good financial luck.

  The overall combination of the five senses is quite cool. I just don't know what will happen when my eyes open. For some reason, these senses seem slightly familiar, as if I've seen them somewhere before, but can't remember where.

  "What should we do next?" Zuo Tingxuan asked as he saw Liu Rong staring at the person on the bed.

  "Prepare more fine sandpaper and cotton balls." Liu Rong said without raising her head.

  "Cambric?" Zuo Tingxuan was slightly taken aback.

  Liu Rong furrowed her brow, could it be that this place didn't have such a thing or was it not called that?

  "Old doctor, what do you use to bandage the wounded in your army? Can you get me some of that cloth for bandaging wounds?" Liu Rong looked up at the old doctor who was still frowning and stitching a wound with needle and thread.

  The old doctor was slightly stunned, and although the expression on his face was a bit better due to the suturing issue, there was still an obvious guard in his eyes. That simple state made Liu Rong unable to help but smile: "This kind of cloth will be needed by General Jun later."

  "Alright, I'll take some for you. Don't think that just because of a so-called surgical procedure, I will let you replace the general's arrowhead. You, this witch doctor, are not skilled in medicine and will definitely harm the general." The old doctor said with hatred.

  On the side, Mr. Zuo's face turned black, and the old doctor seemed to react to something, hurriedly lowering his head and walking out.

  Liu Rong's eyes widened and her mouth opened in surprise: "Oh!" She looked as if she had seen something incredible. In fact, she was completely baffled by the sudden appearance of this person with such a title, suffering from such injuries, and having some kind of problem.

  Zuo Tingxuan's face turned gloomy: "You're not allowed to tell anyone about the person I'm treating, not a single word!"

  Liu Rong turned her head and didn't even glance at Zuo Tingxuan, continuing to stare intently at the girl who was diligently stitching. The girl's speed was very fast, a wound of at least twenty centimeters, in just this short moment, had almost been completely stitched up.

  "Didn't you hear what I just said?" Left Tingxuan said with some anger.

  "Hmm, three conditions seem a bit too few." Liu Rong said lightly.

  But it was enough to make the girl who was concentrating on sewing next to him unable to help but curve up the corners of her mouth.

  Zuo Tingxuan's face looked unpleasant, and he glanced at the man on the bed again before speaking: "Four people, no more than that. Whatever happens here, only you and we know about it. Absolutely do not let a fifth person find out."

  Liu Rong raised her eyes: "Great, I hope so too!"

  "The cotton cloth has arrived. However, there is no cotton. What is cotton?" The old doctor rushed in at this time, still holding a small bag of white cloth in his hand.

  Liu Rong carefully took a look at the white cloth, its breathability wasn't very good, but it could be used for what she was going to do next. She then instructed the old doctor: "It's fine if there isn't any, but I need you to cut this cotton cloth into three or four pieces and soak them in strong liquor."

  The old doctor's whiskers twitched, this little demon girl, unable to save the general, had begun to wildly order him around, he wanted to see what this little demon girl was going to do.

  Although he thought so in his heart, the old doctor was still unwilling to do things, and naturally, his speed was also a bit slow.

  As the old doctor finished cutting things, the girl's suturing work was also done.

  "Alright, you step aside, Lord Zuo. I'll trouble you to bring that basin over here."

  Liu Rong looked at Zuo Daren with a leisurely expression and said, "Although she couldn't do anything about her medical skills, since Zuo Daren brought her back like this, she still had to take revenge. After using it once, let's just consider it settled."

  Liu Rong was thinking vaguely, but Zuo Tingxuan's face looked somewhat unpleasant. He saw that Liu Rong could have done it himself, yet he didn't show any intention of doing so, which made him dislike him even more.

  However, for the sake of their friendship, he endured it this time. Thinking so, Zuo Tingxuan took the basin to Liu Rong's side according to her intention.

  Liu Rong first cleaned her hands, then checked the position of the arrowhead again, making sure it was not embedded in a rib or an internal organ, before stretching out both hands to hold the surgical knife and forceps.

  As soon as Liu Rong picked up the scalpel, the old doctor became frantic: "You witch, you can't operate on Generalissimo. I won't allow you to aggravate our Generalissimo's injuries!" He rushed forward, reaching out to grab the scalpel and forceps from Liu Rong's hand.

  Just then, a pair of hands stretched out and blocked the old doctor's way.

  Liu Rong raised her eyes and saw that it was Zuo Tingxuan, without even nodding, she took the scalpel and sat back down to clean the wound of the man on the bed.

  The old general's face turned white in an instant, it's all over, the general is done for.

  Liu Rong took a deep breath, then lowered her head and brought the surgical knife close to the arrowhead. The position of the arrowhead was extremely dangerous in ancient times, located in the left thoracic cavity, very close to the normal position of the human heart. In other words, if she trembled slightly or shook during the operation, it could cost the life of the man lying unconscious on the bed.

  At the moment when the knife was gently put down, Liu Rong's attention was fully concentrated, and she carefully and accurately drew along the direction of the arrowhead, opening a distance of four centimeters, which was almost only longer than the arrowhead by a thread.

  Just as everyone was puzzled about what she was doing, her scalpel had already opened the incision and lifted the epidermis to reveal the fatty layer underneath, which is what people usually see as meat.

  Blood seeped out slowly with the opened skin, although not much, Liu Rong quickly used her left hand to clamp a prepared cotton swab to stop the bleeding.

  The left hand did not stop and continued to stir up the fatty layer, loosening the state of the fatty layer.

  Suddenly, the injured man's body trembled slightly, his eyebrows furrowed tightly for an instant. And Liu Rong immediately felt the patient's body stiffen under her hand, startling her, and she hastily stopped cutting, only continuing after making sure the man hadn't woken up.

  She had no choice but to stop once the patient woke up, as the intense pain would have made it impossible for the patient to cooperate with her surgery without anesthesia.

  Because of this, exceeding the normal pain, the patient has no way to control her body well, cooperate with her treatment, naturally cannot cure the wound, and those who are unlucky may even be fatal.

  Have to say she's very lucky, two surgeries, both patients were in a coma.

  However, if I want to have surgery in the future, it's still better to find a way to make something with anesthetic effect.

  It won't be long before the fatty layer near the arrowhead becomes loose. Now is the best time to remove the clip head.

  Liu Rong quickly handed over her right hand holding the surgical knife: "Switch Qi Zi with me."

  Everyone in the room was slightly stunned, and the girl reacted first, hurriedly taking out the scalpel soaked in strong liquor to replace the one in Liu Rong's hand.

  "Wipe the sweat for me, be careful not to let it get into my eyes." After receiving the handkerchief, Liu Rong habitually instructed the person beside her, and only after the girl had wiped away all the sweat from her forehead did she lower her head again.

  The right hand's Qizhi slowly pressed the arrowhead until it was fixed, then suddenly pulled out with a burst of air, and immediately a lot of blood gushed out from the wound. Liu Rong hurriedly used her left hand to clamp the cotton ball with forceps to continue pressing and stop the bleeding.

  Slowly, the bleeding slowed down a bit, and Liu Rong let out a slight sigh of relief. This time, she did well, quickly pulling out the arrowhead without damaging the internal organs in her left chest cavity.

  "Next, you need to suture the wound again, more densely." Liu Rong looked up and instructed the girl who had been carefully observing her perform the surgery.

  When all the girls were ready, they began to sew. Liu Rong leaned against the bedpost with a slight panting sound.

  At this time, she only discovered that her hands were not only numb but also slightly trembling. Doing two operations in such a simple state for a day was indeed strenuous. Whether it was the tense emotions or the highly concentrated attention, both were enough to make one collapse.

  "General is still breathing, General is still breathing, how did the little demon girl manage to save him? This...this is impossible?" The old doctor, who had been staring at Liu Rong with a pale face, rushed forward and placed his fingers on the man's nose as soon as Liu Rong retreated, and then shouted in shock.

  Zuo Tingxuan was staring at Liu Rong, as if he wanted to see through her.