Republic of China: Guandong Ginseng King

Chapter 321 Girl

The two old men were at a loss as to what to do with Meng Lanjun's current situation. Since Qu Shaoyang said there was a way, they naturally had no objection.

Anyway, we'll try our best. If he can be saved, it's good luck. If he can't be saved, they have done their best.

So, Lao Cong went to boil water, and Lao Liu went out to look for Mingzi.

There was only one oil lamp in the house, which was not enough, so the old man thought of lighting it with a candle.

Mingzi, also known as amber wood and Northeast agarwood, is actually the roots of pine trees buried in the soil, formed over a long period of time.

These days, no one takes Mingzi as a good thing.

Because it is rich in pine resin, easy to burn and lasts a long time, it is often used to start fires and as torches.

Old Liu got two large pieces of wax and lit them up. Together with the original oil lamp, the room suddenly became a lot brighter.

However, this amount of light is obviously not enough for surgery to remove the bullet.

"Grandpa, are there any more Mingzi at home? Find some more.

I'll call a few more people and light a few more torches, otherwise it won't be clear." Qu Shaoyang said as he was about to go out to call for help.

"Don't, don't..." Upon hearing this, Old Man Liu hurriedly stopped Qu Shaoyang.

"Well, if you really feel that the room is not bright enough, let's wait until tomorrow morning and don't call anyone in." The old man said hesitantly.

Qu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment. Human life is at stake. Meng Lanjun is already in this state. How can he hold on until tomorrow morning?
Delay any longer? If you delay any longer, we'll be done for.

"No, old man, do you think he can hold on?" Qu Shaoyang ignored him and continued to walk out.

"She is a girl, and the injury is on her shoulder.

"Call a few big men in. Even if you save the person, will her reputation still be preserved?"

Old Liu couldn't hold it in any longer and spoke loudly.

"Ah? A girl? Who is she?" Qu Shaoyang was stunned when he heard that. He turned around suddenly and looked at Old Liu.

"Who else could it be? The one lying on the bed, I only discovered that she was a girl when I rescued her that day."

Old Liu coughed awkwardly.

At that time, Meng Lanjun fell not far from the stable room. When he saw that it was an acquaintance who was injured, he dragged the person into the house to bandage his wound.

Who would have thought that when he took off his clothes, the young man turned into a girl.

Fortunately, Old Liu is older than Meng Lanjun’s grandfather. If it were a younger person, he would not be able to explain it clearly.

Upon hearing this, Qu Shaoyang widened his eyes and looked at the person lying on the kang.

Meng Lanjun's height is average among men, but among women, he is quite tall, about 1.75 meters.

And her skin color is not that fair, but a very healthy wheat color.

Apart from her pretty peach blossom eyes and clear voice, I really don't see anything that looks like a girl.

The most important thing is that she shaved her head, just like the men, shaving the front of her head bald and leaving a braid at the back.

Even if a girl dresses up as a boy, she won't shave her head. At most, she will just wear a hat.

Anyone who saw her would think she was a boy who had not grown up yet, and would never think that she was disguised as a man.

Qu Shaoyang gritted his teeth and finally went out to call a few people in.

At a critical moment of life and death, why would you care about men or women? Saving your life is the most important thing.

It would take a long time to remove the bullet. The two old men were too old to hold on. Besides, Qu Shaoyang didn't have any anesthetics, so he would have to forcibly remove the bullet.

Even if Meng Lanjun was unconscious, there was no guarantee that she would not struggle and move. Several people had to hold her down.

Just like that, Qu Shaoyang called in five or six more people, some holding torches, and some holding down Meng Lanjun's hands and feet to prevent her from moving.

Qu Shaoyang had already washed his hands carefully with hot water and soap. He then took out all the knives, scissors, tweezers and other items that had been boiled in boiling water from the pot and placed them on a plate.

These things were all prepared by Doctor Chen.

The Qu family caravan might not necessarily encounter any situations when traveling outside.

Doctor Chen trained most people in some common sense about first aid, applying medicine and bandaging, and also equipped the caravan with some medical equipment and medicines in case of emergency.

Qu Shaoyang didn't know any medical skills, but he had some experience in emergency wound treatment in his previous life.

Now, we can only grit our teeth and go ahead.

So he gently unbuttoned Meng Lanjun's clothes, revealing only the wound on his left shoulder. What should not be exposed was not revealed at all.

Then, he used scissors to cut open the white cloth wrapped around his shoulder. Sure enough, the area around the wound was necrotic, bruised and swollen, and even black in some places.

When Qu Shaoyang took one look at the wound, he found something wrong. It seemed to be a wound caused by an old-fashioned musket.

The wound was not as big or deep as that caused by a quick-firing bullet. The infection and inflammation were mainly caused by the gunpowder attached to the lead bullet.

Seeing the wound, Qu Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief. The old-fashioned musket was not that lethal, but the wound infection was more difficult to treat.

Fortunately, Qu Shaoyang had medicine, and after taking out the lead bullet and treating him slowly, Meng Lanjun should be fine and his arm could be saved.

"Hold him down, don't let him move." Qu Shaoyang signaled to Zhou Chuanzhi and others around him.

The men nodded and held down Meng Lanjun's hands and feet. Qu Shaoyang held a sharp knife and made a cross cut on the wound.

Sure enough, the pain stimulated the unconscious Meng Lanjun, and she struggled desperately.

Unfortunately, his hands and feet were held down by several strong young men and he couldn't move at all.

Meng Lanjun cried out in pain, and Qu Shaoyang stuffed the cloth roll into her mouth to prevent her from struggling and biting her tongue.

Then, he picked up a pair of tweezers, inserted them into the cut wound, and dug out the lead bullet buried in the flesh and blood.

Meng Lanjun probably fainted from the pain again and there was no movement.

Qu Shaoyang didn't care about that and quickly cleaned the wound and cut off the necrotic part around the wound.

Then use a clean white cloth dipped in strong liquor to clean the pus and blood around the wound. Finally, take out the boiled and sterilized needle and thread to suture the wound.

Qu Shaoyang's movements stunned Zhou Chuanzhi and others, as they had never seen needle and thread being used on a wound.

Especially the thread, which was pulled out from the flesh and was still stained with blood, which made everyone feel a chill down their spine.

In fact, Chinese medicine also uses suturing and other methods to treat external injuries, but few people use it, and Zhou Chuanzhi and others have never seen it.

While everyone was grimacing and trembling, Qu Shaoyang had already sewed Meng Lanjun's wound with several stitches.

Then he cut the thread, used a white cloth dipped in strong liquor to clean the area around the wound again, applied the hemostatic and swelling-reducing powder prepared by Doctor Chen, and then bandaged the wound with white cloth.

Qu Shaoyang took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box, poured out three red pills, pried open Meng Lanjun's mouth, and stuffed the pills into her mouth.

After doing all this, Qu Shaoyang's tense nerves finally relaxed a little and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have done everything I can. As for whether you can save your life, it depends on God's will."

(End of this chapter)