Farm widows have space, pick up a treasure on the way to escape

Chapter 27
It was also the first time for the old doctor to do this kind of thing. He was a little nervous, sweat began to form on his forehead, and most importantly, his hands began to tremble.

"Doctor, be gentle! Be gentle!"

Lu Guilan was already anxious, but when she saw the doctor acting like this, she felt even more sorry for her husband, biting her hand to prevent herself from crying.

"Don't make a sound!"

The old doctor cursed dissatisfiedly. He was already like this, so he still didn't think it was a big deal?

He Jiuniang gave Lu Guilan a hand and comforted her: "It's okay, don't worry."

In fact, I have already begun to admire the beauty of the post-modern operating room. One convenience is to isolate bacteria, and another convenience is to prevent the patient's family members from fussing around and affecting the work.

After finally cleaning it, the old doctor was about to apply gold sore medicine on the wound and then bandage it. He Jiuniang said again: "Doctor, is the wound so big that it will be difficult to heal?"

The old doctor had a good impression of He Jiuniang, so he replied: "Yes, whether he can grow well or not depends on his luck. He is also a man of great fortune. He is already very good if he can survive until now."

Seeing that Lu Guilan next to her was about to cry again, He Jiuniang said hurriedly: "Can you sew up this wound like sewing clothes, and then remove the stitches after the flesh has grown?"

"How can this be done? If you don't understand, little lady, don't talk nonsense!"

The old doctor blew his beard and stared, this woman has long hair and short knowledge, how can her clothes be compared with the human body?

"How do you know if you don't try?"

He Jiuniang still wanted to fight for it, mainly because after leaving this medical center, she would have no chance to help. After all, Zhang Song was her brother-in-law, not to mention that she was still a widow. This would be misunderstood.

"If you have the ability, try it yourself, I won't do it!"

The old doctor lost his temper and immediately acted as the shopkeeper. He stood up and gave up his position to her.

The old doctor was betting that she didn't dare. She was just an ordinary peasant woman. What could she know?
Unexpectedly, He Jiuniang sat down unceremoniously and said to the boy: "Can you please help me prepare needlework and scissors? It is best to boil them in boiling water."

The little guy was a little confused and didn't know what to do.

The old doctor was angry and turned his head to the side without saying anything. But the young doctor wanted to witness the woman's thoughts and nodded to the young man: "Go and get ready."

The young man left, and Lu Guilan tugged on her sleeves uneasily. She was obviously here to see the doctor, so why did the third sister-in-law do it herself?

"Little sister, trust me, my brother-in-law will be fine."

He Jiuniang didn't want to explain too much to her, and she couldn't explain it clearly. Anyway, she could just watch it later.

For some reason, Lu Guilan always felt that her third sister-in-law seemed different from before. She used to be a dull and dull person, but now she is very independent, so she felt inexplicably relieved and nodded heavily towards her.

Anyway, that’s it, there’s nothing worse than this, just give it a try!
He Jiuniang pretended to be unfamiliar with it, picked up the golden sore medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, but not a lot, just a thin layer. After doing this, the boy came back and took back what He Jiuniang needed.

Under such conditions, He Jiuniang could not take out the surgical tools from the space to use. She could only use the slender needle to pierce the skin around Zhang Song's wound like mending clothes.

Lu Guilan and Shen didn't dare to look at it. They held the child and turned their heads to one side. The young doctor also found it a bit incredible, but he still insisted on watching.

The old doctor was originally very disdainful, but seeing his son looking at it so seriously, he couldn't help but be a little curious, so he came over to take a look.

"How can it be cut off after just one stitch?"

The old doctor was puzzled. Isn’t it necessary to use up a thread when sewing clothes?

"It will make it easier to remove the stitches later."

He Jiuniang gave a simple explanation. She caught a glimpse of Zhang Song waking up, with a ferocious facial expression, and was about to struggle. He Jiuniang clicked her tongue, raised her hand and knocked the person unconscious again.Everyone:...

"The process is very painful. I'm afraid that if he struggles, it will only get worse."

Although Lu Guilan felt distressed, she thought it made sense if she thought about it carefully. It wouldn't hurt if she fainted...

But why can the third sister-in-law’s beating movements be so smooth?It's like I've done it countless times.

Because she had to pretend to be unfamiliar, He Jiuniang moved very slowly, which made everyone around her start to sweat.

Zhang Yong suddenly asked in a low voice: "Does my wound need to be sutured like this?"

"Well," He Jiuniang responded, "Although your wound is not as big as my brother-in-law's, it is better to sew it up to heal it. It will be more serious if you keep dragging it on in this hot day."

Zhang Yong stopped talking. He wanted to die first.

The eldest brother was still unconscious and woke up from the pain, and was knocked unconscious again. What about me?

Why does this third sister-in-law look so unreliable?

However, his wife Shen nodded her head as soon as she heard He Jiuniang's words: "Sister-in-law three is right, we can't let this hot weather continue any longer, we need to sew!"

Zhang Yong: ...

It's not like you're getting an injection, but your back hurts when you stand and talk, right?

It took less than half an hour, but the sutures were finally done. He Jiuniang gave up her position again and asked the old doctor to help apply medicine again and bandage it.

The old doctor originally wanted to take Qiao's wound, but when he saw that the wound was indeed much better than before after she stitched it up, he resigned himself to sitting down and dealing with the follow-up issues.

"Little aunt, will this prevent my father from dying?"

Xiao Huzi, who had been silent all this time, finally asked when he saw He Jiuniang getting up. He looked at He Jiuniang with his big eyes, slowly filled with expectation.

"Yes, your dad will be fine, don't worry."

He Jiuniang wanted to rub his little head, but...forget it, she pinched his face and said: "Your grandparents are waiting at the gate of the south city. Can you find them? You can go and report to them. Just a letter, don’t make them anxious.”

Xiao Huzi nodded hurriedly: "I can find it, I'll go right away!"

After saying that, he ran out in a hurry.

Although their family had been in the city for two days, he went around begging from wealthy people in the past two days to find something to eat for his sister. Although he didn't get much, he finally found the way.

Lu Guilan felt very uncomfortable when she thought that she was a daughter and her parents were worried about her. She was about to howl when she saw He Jiu Niang looking at her motionless. She felt a little embarrassed and quickly wiped away her tears and said, "Ah... …Well…the doctor has bandaged it up, I’m going to see the father!”

He Jiuniang was a little speechless. Lu Guilan was really more capable of crying than Cui'er!

After Zhang Song took care of it, it was Zhang Yong's turn. As soon as he sat down, he looked at He Jiuniang with bright eyes and said: "Third sister-in-law, please knock me out too!"

He Jiuniang:......

Although she was speechless, He Jiuniang still kindly reminded her: "Do I have to beat him unconscious when scraping the carrion? Then he may wake up from the pain when suturing, and he will have to be beaten again."

"..." Zhang Yong was silent for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Then... which one hurts more?"

(End of this chapter)