They were talking here, but Feng Wuyou didn't hear a word.

She has always been attentive when dealing with the injured and the patients. At this time, there was nothing else in her eyes except Mrs. Cheng's injuries.

For her, those doctors' indirect words were in vain.

It's already night now, and although the lights are lit in the room, they are still dark.

Feng Wuyou frowned and said, "Go and get a bronze mirror, get a few more sides, and candles, and a bundle of ten branches, and bring more."

Qianyue followed her, and without saying a word, she turned around and left.

"Prepare hot water, white cloth, strong wine, Panax notoginseng, Yuanhua..." After talking about a lot of medicines and treatment methods, he said: "I will ask you to cook a bowl of rice porridge with ginseng slices on the stove and prepare..."

Qianxin also responded and ran out quickly to arrange the program.

They often follow Feng Wuyou, and they are all familiar with this matter so much that they can't be familiar with it anymore.

Moreover, the princess who treats people's injuries is really charming.

That kind of charm is not about appearance or temperament, but about a field.

In this field, Feng Wuyou has absolute authority. Every command she commands is full of confidence and decisiveness. Every move she moves is indefinite and reliable. Every word she says at this time seems to have some power, which makes people convinced.

When Qianxin and Qianyue were preparing things, Feng Wuyou was not idle either. She asked Xiao Jinglan and Cheng Danqing to carry Cheng Laofu from the bed to two tables put together.

There was a curtain beside the bed, and the light was too dark, and Mrs. Cheng was injured in her chest. She had to have enough light to see every blood vessel clearly.

After the placement was completed, Qianxin and Qianyue also came with their things.

Feng Wuyou directed people to put the candles and mirrors in the direction she said. Suddenly, the room was more than twice as bright as before, and all the light was eventually concentrated on Mrs. Cheng's chest.

The doctors originally distrust Feng Wuyou, but seeing that Feng Wuyou is so decisive and came up with such an ingenious way to gather lights, they immediately became half-believing and half-doubted.

"Princess, when you were treating Mrs. Cheng, I wonder if we can watch?"

All doctors will instinctively pursue advanced medical skills. Feng Wuyou's techniques are unprecedented. Even if they know that medical skills have never been passed down, they know that Mrs. Cheng is a woman, but they still can't help asking.

Feng Wuyou glanced at them and didn't reply, but said to Cheng Danqing first: "Mrs. Cheng's injury only needs to be exposed to her shoulders and she will not see anywhere else."

She had no idea of ​​cherishing her own medical skills. On the contrary, when Yan Yun settled down, she planned to open several medical skills schools and hand over everything she knew to people of this era.

There are some things she doesn't want to bring to this era in advance, such as gunpowder, but some things she is willing to do, such as medical skills.

The problem now is not her, but whether Cheng Danqing is willing.

Cheng Danqing frowned. Although Fangzhou respects women, it does not mean openness. On the contrary, the women here cherish and love themselves more than other places. Their bodies are only exposed to those they are willing to show.

"Princess, is your technique not difficult to learn, and it can be used on more people in the future?"

As soon as Cheng Danqing opened his mouth, Feng Wuyou showed a little appreciation, and he immediately grasped the point of the matter.

Nodding, Feng Wuyou said, "The technique is very simple. Just figure out the blood vein and bone structure of the wound."

It is better to read medicine by demonstrating it with a model a thousand times.

Cheng Danqing's brows instantly dissipated and said, "Then please ask the princess to be the decision. If my mother is awake, she will definitely not mind being watched because of this."

In a few simple words, Feng Wuyou can see the difference between Fangzhou and other countries.

If it were other countries, the son would definitely make decisions for his mother by himself, but Cheng Danqing fully considered the emotions his mother might have.

Mrs. Cheng is a soldier. If more people may be rescued because of observing her injury treatment, as a general, she certainly would not care that such a small piece of skin was seen.

In Fangzhou, women are originally free and noble, and they will not be considered unclean just because they are exposed.

Cheng Danqing spoke, and Feng Wuyou had no scruples and said to the doctors: "Stand behind me and don't block the light."

Mrs. Xiao’s injuries seem to be hurting her chest, but in fact they are still a certain distance from the heart, and it is more likely that they hurt the lungs.

This is also the reason why Feng Wuyou dares to deal with the wound in this situation. If the heart is hurt, she must keep the environment as sterile as possible before she dares to operate it. After all, the heart is too delicate, and in the lungs, and it is a shallow surface, the requirements for the environment are not so strict.

He washed his hands carefully with hot water, and disinfected the scalpel he carried with him with fire and spirits. After Feng Wuyou carefully looked at the arrow's entry, he raised his hand and simply cut a knife on Mrs. Cheng's wound.

If there is an arrow with an inverted hook, it is impossible to pull it out directly. Otherwise, it will be fine when the arrow is shot in, but the injuries caused by pulling the arrow may be killed.

Feng Wuyou opened the muscles on both sides and operated them in his hands, but he spit out one noun after another in his mouth, using words that could be understood by this era to explain to the doctors behind him.

In order not to disturb her, Xiao Jinglan, Cheng Danqing and others retreated to a very far position.

Feng Wuyou was focused and serious in the treatment, and there was a hint of light on Mingxiu's face, which was sacred and inviolable.

The glimmer on her face formed a sharp contrast with the blood on her hands. Xiao Jinglan looked at her and a word appeared in her heart inexplicably: Bloody Hand Buddha Heart.

Of course, this word is not used to describe medical skills, nor is it suitable for Feng Wuyou's current appearance, but now there is an indescribable fit.

"The Prince of Qin is so blessed." Cheng Danqing suddenly said with emotion.

Xiao Jinglan glanced at him and saw that although Cheng Danqing was talking to him, his eyes were fixed on Feng Wuyou, and he was immediately unhappy.

"She belongs to me."

A word, irrefutable, with a little warning.

Cheng Danqing was stunned, then burst into laughter and shook his head.

The jealousy of the King of Qin is really not an ordinary person.

He just praised it, which caused such a strong reaction.

It seems that Feng Wuyou's position in Xiao Jinglan's heart is really more important than he imagined.

Looking at Feng Wuyou again, a faint sense of familiarity emerged again.

Feng Wuyou is really similar to the empress back then, at least, it is also five points similar.

Unfortunately, Feng Wuyou has never left Anling, so he would not be the person he is looking for. Otherwise, the person who is really engaged should be him.

Feng Wuyou seemed to be back in the demonstration class of that year. She was the chief surgeon and the lecturer, and a group of interns were following her. While she was operating neatly, she also introduced various problems and situations that might be encountered in the treatment to the students around her.

From time to time, we have to answer questions asked by students.

A sound of "dou".

After Feng Wuyou introduced all the blood vessels and bones and avoided them perfectly, the arrow that pierced into Mrs. Cheng's shoulder was finally picked out.

In an instant, blood flowed like a stream.

But Feng Wuyou was not panicked at all, but just signaled Qianxin. Qianxin had experienced such things several times with Feng Wuyou, and he had practiced it. He quickly sucked the blood off with the prepared white cloth. Feng Wuyou quickly treated the wound layer by layer in the gap where the blood was sucked clean and had not yet flowed out.

The doctors were so confused that they never knew that the wound could be treated like this, and they could even use thread to sew.

This thread was also Feng Wuyou's accidental discovery. Ordinary cotton thread is naturally absolutely impossible to use for wound suture. However, when she was chatting with Helanjiu, she learned that there is something called bee thread in this world, a kind of silver bee that can draw threads. This thread is tough and not easy to break, but if it is placed in the blood, it will disappear without a trace after a few days.

This is exactly the same as the thorn in his previous life. Feng Wuyou immediately asked Xiao Jinglan to help her get some, and also conducted experiments on her. As Helanjiu said, it has no side effects on the human body.

It is really suitable to use this thread for wound suture.

All the wounds were treated and the explanation came to an end.

Feng Wuyou washed his hands in the silver basin brought by Qianyue and smiled at Cheng Danqing.

"You will be awake almost tomorrow morning. After you wake up, feed the japonica rice porridge to the old lady. Remember, you can only drink the japonica paste with ginseng slices, and it will take at least two hours to roll. Never use ginseng soup for the old lady."

Ginseng has the effect of promoting blood circulation. If you drink it directly, you will be afraid that the wound will not be able to bear it. However, only a small amount of ginseng slices are used and placed in the japonica rice porridge for several hours. The effect of promoting blood circulation will be diluted, leaving only the effect of nourishing the middle and nourishing qi.

Cheng Danqing wrote down Feng Wuyou's orders one by one.

Although Mrs. Xiao’s injury was not very difficult, it was also complicated. Feng Wuyou was a little tired after such an operation, and her face looked faintly tired.

Xiao Jinglan's eyes flashed with heartache, stepped forward and held Feng Wuyou's hand, and said in a low voice: "I will take the princess back first, and we will come and have a visit when the old lady wakes up."

Cheng Danqing also saw Feng Wuyou's tiredness, so he naturally wouldn't say anything and sent them out.

Feng Wuyou fell asleep in the carriage.

These days, she has arranged a beauty pageant and caught traitors. Except for external troubles, everything is concentrated. She is nervous and has undergone another operation. She has reached her limit.

Living in Xiao Jinglan's arms, he slept like a well-behaved cat.

Xiao Jinglan clicked on the tip of her nose with amusedness. Yesterday, she was as fierce as a tigress in Yanyu Tower, but now she has turned into a cat.
Chapter completed!