I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 409 The Prodigal
At this time, Wu Shixun, the second ancestor, suddenly came over and said, "Senior brother Luo, I think Xu Yang is quite reliable, and he should be right."

Hearing this, Xu Yang was slightly taken aback.

Afterwards, a feeling of being flattered came into my heart.

After this kid was beaten up by him, although he was not as arrogant as before.

But usually in the Canglongmen, he always looks like he is dragging.

But now, this kid actually took the initiative to speak good words for him. Could it be that the sun is rising from the west today?
At the same time, Luo Dapeng, who was hesitant, made up his mind.

He gritted his teeth and said resolutely: "Sure, then I will listen to you."

There is an old saying: Listen to people's advice and eat enough!
Although Wu Shixun, the second generation ancestor, is not very reliable in doing things, but for him, a senior brother, he is not bad.

And Xu Yang, a kid, has repeatedly created miracles in Canglongmen.

Now, even Wu Shixun, the second ancestor, says he is reliable, which means he is really reliable.

What's more, in this wilderness, there is no doctor with good medical skills.

If it continues like this, it will be half disabled if it is not dead.

And at this time, it is impossible for him to have someone carry him down the mountain for treatment.

Rather than lying here waiting to die, it's better to let go and let Xu Yang help with the calculation.

Seeing that this guy finally let go, Xu Yang didn't talk nonsense, and directly stretched out his hands to seal the acupuncture points around the other's wound to prevent the wound from continuing to bleed.

Afterwards, Xu Yang untied the cloth strips that were randomly wrapped around the wound, and then reminded: "It may hurt a little later, you have to bear it!"

"En!" Luo Dapeng gritted his teeth and nodded.

Pulling the sword from the wound, the pain is definitely inevitable, and Luo Dapeng has long been mentally prepared for this.

Seeing this guy's strong face, Xu Yang nodded slightly.

However, he still took out a bottle of 67-degree vertical water Laobaigan, and handed it to the other party, "Come, have a drink."

In this era without anesthetics, even if the surrounding acupuncture points have been sealed in advance, the pain that should be experienced in the process of treating such an open wound is still unavoidable.

Before that, drink a few sips of high-concentration spirits, which can play a somewhat paralyzing effect.

Moreover, the food produced by the system has a great effect on the recovery of injuries.

Wu Shixun, the second generation ancestor, was a frequent visitor of Huiweiju when he was in Canglongmen.

It can be regarded as a little research on the aftertaste of Curie's various expensive wines.

Seeing that Xu Yang actually took out a bottle of good wine and wanted to give it to Luo Dapeng.

He couldn't help swallowing his saliva on the spot.

"Xu Yang, this wine..."

"There are not many things, you kid, don't think about this wine. If you want to drink, I will treat you to a good drink after you return to Canglongmen."

Xu Yang gave him a sidelong glance, then watched Luo Dapeng gulp Lao Bai Gan into his mouth, then took back the wine bottle, tore off a piece of cloth from his body, and poured some Lao Bai Gan for cleaning.

The 67-degree vertical water Laobaigan, although the disinfection effect cannot be compared with medical alcohol, it can still play a little role.

In this world, there is no concept of disinfection at all.

When most people are injured, they just tore off a piece of cloth, randomly wrapped it around the wound and pulled it down.

This also makes the patient's wound highly susceptible to infection.

As for the consequences of the wound infection, it can only depend on the individual's physique.

If you can carry it over, that's nothing.

If you can't handle it, you can only yell at the sky: "After 18 years, I will be a good man again!"

Seeing that Xu Yang actually poured wine on the cloth, Wu Shixun almost didn't curse out loud.

He was not allowed to drink alcohol, and it was such a waste, it was a prodigal.

Xu Yang has no time to pay attention to this guy.

With the blessing of Kaitianyan, Xu Yang knew the condition of the wound in front of him like the palm of his hand.

Fortunately, this dagger only cut a small hole in the blood vessel in Luo Dapeng's thigh.

If the sharp sword edge is half a point to the right, the whole blood vessel will be cut in two by it.

In that case, it will be troublesome.

In order to prevent the sharp blade from injuring blood vessels again, Xu Yang squeezed the hilt of the sword, carefully pressed the blade half a point to the left, and then quickly pulled out the blade that had sunk into his thigh from the wound.

With today's conditions, it is naturally impossible to do vascular suture surgery.

He didn't even have a sewing needle, and he couldn't even suture the wound.

What Xu Yang can do now is debridement and bandaging.

The next second, Xu Yang shouted: "Hold it!"

Then I saw him pouring the bottle of 67-degree vertical water Laobaigan onto the wound on Luo Dapeng's thigh.

To be honest, the irritation brought by alcohol to this kind of open wound is quite large, and most people really can't stand it.

Even if Xu Yang had sealed the acupuncture points around the wound in advance, even if Xu Yang had given Luo Dapeng a few mouthfuls of vertical water in advance.

But when Xu Yang poured wine on the wound, Luo Dapeng, who had a strong face, still gritted his steel teeth.

Immediately, Xu Yang took out a pack of Jinchuang Medicine and poured it directly on the wound cleaned with 67-degree vertical water Laobaigan.

As the most common trauma medicine in the world, it’s hard to say how reliable it is, but it still has the effect of promoting muscle growth and stopping bleeding.

In the absence of alternative medicines, Xu Yang could only make do with it.

After Xu Yang bandaged the wound on Luo Dapeng's thigh with cloth strips soaked by Bai Laogan, this strong-looking man almost crushed his silver teeth.

Seeing this scene, Wu Shixun, who was standing aside, couldn't help shivering.

At this moment, he felt that he seemed to have said the wrong thing before.

Is Xu Yang's way of dealing with the wound really reliable?

Wu Shixun didn't have a clue in his heart.

Looking at Luo Dapeng's disfigured face in pain, Wu Shixun secretly swore in his heart that if he was injured in the future, he would not ask Xu Yang to deal with him if he was killed.

Otherwise, he might have to die on the spot before the wound was healed.

This kid Wu Shixun is afraid of death, but there are people present who are not afraid of death.

For example, Wu Shixun's father is a guy who is not afraid of death.

As soon as he explained what he knew to Zhao Weiming, Wu Youwei turned his head and saw Xu Yang's special wound treatment method.

Out of curiosity, Wu Youwei couldn't help asking, "Xu Yang, why did you pour wine on the wound? Is there any special saying for doing this?"

At this time, Xu Yang didn't want to spread knowledge about bacterial infection to the other party.

As for medical knowledge, he himself is only half a bucket of water. He knows many things but doesn't know why.

In addition, even if he wanted to have a fight with the other party, there was a high probability that the little old man in front of him would not understand what he was trying to express.

(End of this chapter)