The wanton life of ninety's evil wife

Chapter 99, Hemostasis
"Where, let me see, if it's just a nail, how can there be so much blood? Is there any other injury?"

Chang An was already crying when he spoke, and his hands were groping along Song Siyu's waist bit by bit.

"It's okay, I told you that it's okay, it may be a blood vessel injury, Song Siyu is still refusing, after all, the child is getting older, it's better to avoid some things.

Song Siyu had inexplicable embarrassment on his face, while speaking, he weakly refused Chang An's inspection.

By the way, she stuffed a cloth bag into Chang'an's hand, and she looked at Chang'an with a weak breath: "This is all our family's possessions, you must take good care of your sister, do you hear me?"

"Don't talk, Mom, don't talk, first let me see where the wound is!" How did you explain the last words and relics?

Chang An raised his hand and stuffed the cloth bag back, extremely anxious, he just wanted to make sure where her injury was, whether it was serious or not!

When Zhian looked back, he saw his mother's pale face pushing away his brother's hand that was scurrying around the world.

Zhi An instantly understood his mother's embarrassment, and then raised his hand towards Chang An's being photographed.

"Crack~!"

There was a crisp sound, but Zhi'an grinned in pain. He hurt his palm when he pulled the door latch before, and his flesh and blood were already dry and cracked by the high temperature. With this slap, blood flowed out from the crack.

Zhi'an quickly retracted her hand. At this time, her mother's injury was the worst!
"What are you doing?" Chang'an was very annoyed, the old man with a face has no time to quarrel with you!
"Brother, you go find a blanket first, I'll take care of Mom!" Zhi An winked at the anxious Chang An, and Chang An retreated belatedly.

Zhi'an stepped forward to her mother: "Is it hurt on the chest? No matter what, the bleeding must be stopped."

Song Siyu smiled awkwardly with a pale face, but did not deny it.

She has lived in the countryside all her life, and it is normal for her to be shy and shy. At least she has not been influenced by patriarchal thinking like her mother and others, and treated her next generation harshly.

"The medical conditions in this small mountain village are already poor, so it's really not easy to delay this. I'll check the wound first to see if it can stop the bleeding!"

As Zhi An spoke, he lifted up Song Siyu's clothes an inch or two above his chest on the left side, and it was indeed stuck into something, but it was not a nail!
It's a white stubble!
Because it was inserted obliquely from the body, there were some irregular tears at the wound, and the blood came out of it one by one from here.

Zhi'an was stunned for a moment, his nostrils were sore, and he felt a little helpless for a while.

"How about it, can you pull it out?" Song Siyu felt a little sleepy and couldn't hold on anymore.

"Well, the angle is not suitable!" Zhi'an regained his senses and tried his best to control his emotions, "Don't sleep, Aunt Zhang has already gone to call the doctor, and the doctor will help you when he comes soon. Don't you Does it hurt a little?"

"A little bit. Mom doesn't feel much pain anymore, but it feels a little cold. There are ice balls in the bones, and it's chilly."

"Brother is going to get the quilt, and he will be here soon." As Zhi An said, he saw his elder brother coming. Zhi An left his mother to his elder brother to take care of him, while he ran to the kitchen as fast as he could.

When she and Ma Xuewu were fighting against each other before, she had already bought a silver needle at the pharmacy in the town, and the money she used was left over from Zhao Yu's house purchase.

She didn't use it until then, so she put it under the pillow at home. When she was packing up her things yesterday, she put them in the iron box where the knife was placed in the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" Chang'an raised his hand and grabbed Zhi'an's arm, "Where are you going now that Mom is here?"

"Needles, silver needles, silver needles can stop mother's bleeding!" Zhi An broke free after finishing speaking, and ran to the kitchen.

Chang An exhaled softly, and after shouting several times, seeing that his mother still didn't respond, he lifted up his mother's clothes on his own initiative.

"Why, how did this happen?" Chang An's face was full of disbelief, he suddenly remembered that the moment the roof collapsed in the house, he was directly pushed by his mother, so she was injured to save himself!

"Brother, don't be dazed, put mother down quickly." While speaking, Zhi An squatted down.

"You, what are you doing, don't mess around!" Chang'an raised his hand to control Zhi'an's hand holding the silver needle, he never knew his sister!
If something happens to my mother...

"Trust me, brother, you have to believe me, mom is bleeding too much, if you don't do something, she will die!"

Zhi An's eyes were full of prayers. In her previous life, she only learned acupuncture and acupoints, and after a few sets of acupuncture, she was recalled by the news of her mother's death. In addition, she was a monk halfway through, and she was still far away from becoming a doctor.

It's not enough to deal with Song Siyu's situation, but it's no problem to stop the bleeding!
die~!

Zhi'an took advantage of Chang'an's stunned moment to push away his hand that blocked him, and went straight to Song Siyu's Mingmen acupoint, stabbing, twisting, and pushing, the needle penetrated three centimeters, and it was accurate.

It can be described as a fast, accurate and ruthless.

Then, Zhi'an raised his hand and stabbed towards the Yinyangming Meridian acupoint of Dumaique.

Song Siyu's chest puffed up leisurely, and after taking a deep breath, Mu Ran opened his eyes, staring blankly at the pair of children in front of him.

"Mom? Are you feeling better?" Zhi'an said as he lifted the blanket and looked in the direction of the wound.

The wound that had been bleeding all the time had started to shrink slowly and was gathered up. Zhi'an raised his hand and propped up the clothes stuck to Song Siyu's wound with a blanket.

If the blood starts to coagulate, it will be difficult to tear off the clothes sticking to the wound. Even if it is removed, people will suffer a lot more.

"Is the doctor here? Mom is still a little cold!" Song Siyu was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, her blank eyes fixed on Zhi'an who was closest to her.

"Mom says it's cold, brother, go quickly, go find some quilts!" Zhi'an raised his hand and pulled out the needle on Song Siyu's chest, and then called out to his brother with eyes full of surprise.

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Chang An's originally worried face also showed a smile, although he didn't know when her sister learned this thing, but at least it stopped the bleeding.

Mom woke up too.

Chang An let out a long breath of foul air, and ran towards the kitchen in a hurry.

Fortunately, fortunately, for the convenience of tomorrow, they moved some of their packed belongings to the kitchen, otherwise they could only cry and beg others at this moment!

Not long after, Aunt Zhang came back with the doctor. The doctor was a country doctor after all, and it was not enough to treat such a serious injury. After the simple treatment was fixed, he directly asked someone to find a bullock cart and drag him to the county overnight.

The two siblings originally planned to go to the city hospital to take care of their mother, but Zhi'an still cared about Zhao Yu and the murderer, and the house needed someone to tidy up, so Chang'an was allowed to stay.

(End of this chapter)