Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 997 The best rhetoric (1)
After seeing Meng Yangshu's injury, Xiaotao lost all thought of joking, "Master, take his pulse and see how it is. Leave the rest to me."

She opened the medicine box, took out the scissors, frowned, and went to cut Meng Yangshu's pants.

Cut from the bottom of the trousers up to the bottom of the thigh without stopping.

A man's thighs are very stylish and powerful.In this way, it was exposed to the air, and at the same time, it was exposed to Xiao Tao's eyes, and the eyes of Hong Yi who stood aside with a strange expression.

For some reason, Hong Yi felt as if a breath was blocked in his heart, and he couldn't get it out or swallow it. Seeing that Xiao Tao was going to cut her up, he finally couldn't help but stop her.

"It's good to cut it here. After you finish bandaging, I'll cut him again. Do you want to stop the bleeding first?"

"Alright," Xiaotao calmly lowered her cut and drooped eyelashes, no one could see the emotion in her eyes, some dark emotions.

Under Meng's father's worried gaze, Ji Langzhong took his pulse, "I lost a lot of blood, and there is no internal injury, Xiaotao, did you hurt your bones?"

Apart from feeling the pulse, Ji Langzhong gradually let Xiaotao do other things.

He can't protect her for the rest of his life. Although the apprentice is not good at medicine, he should let go, otherwise, there will only be bigger troubles in the future.

"Aren't you just looking at it?" Xiaotao stared at Meng Yangshu's bloody calf, vaguely responding to the master's words.

The knife didn't cut deep, but it cut through an important blood vessel, which is why he bleeds profusely.

"Brother Hong, hurry up and fetch some hot water, it must be hot."

The wound needs to be cleaned and disinfected, and she has to check to see if there are any broken bones. If there are any, they have to be removed, otherwise it will affect his ability to resume walking in the future.

"Let's go," Hong Yi opened the door and ran out, and came in with a wooden basin after a while.

Xiaotao was going to take over to clean Meng Yangshu's wound, but Hongyi bypassed her and squatted in front of the kang, "I'll wipe it, you go prepare cotton cloth and herbs."

Xiaotao shrugged her shoulders, "That's fine, but pay attention, don't bleed any more."

She had tied Meng Yangshu's thigh to slow down the bleeding, and then pierced his acupuncture point to seal the blood in his calf.

Ji Langzhong also rushed to write the prescription, and when he finished writing, he handed it to Father Meng, who asked him to go to the town to grab some herbs.The ones in his yard are still unusable, so I have to go to the town to catch them.

Father Meng didn't dare to delay, took the prescription, thanked Ji Liangping, and went out to find someone to buy the medicine.

Both the monkey and the fat man are outside, so you can ask either of them to take a trip to the town.

Here, Hongyi has almost cleaned up.

Xiaotao squatted down again to check Meng Yangshu's wound.Good guy, the blade is quite long.

The slender hands pressed the wound, and the dark red blood slowly came out under her pressure, probably because of the pain from her pressure, which woke Meng Yangshu up, he opened his eyes, a little confused, Time, I haven't figured out where I am yet.

Xiaotao pressed it again, and he hissed in pain. When he looked up, he saw Ji Xiaotao squatting next to his leg, and then came back to his senses, "My leg...how about my leg."

Father Meng came in from the outside, and when he saw him awake, he burst into tears, "Yang Shu, how are you feeling? Don't move around, the doctor is treating your wound, and you'll be fine when it heals up."

Meng Yangshu's face was extremely ugly. He looked at Hongyi who was standing, and Ji Lang who was sitting beside him, feeling disappointed and embarrassed, "Father, Hongyi, is my leg going to be disabled?"

It's hard for Hongyi to say anything, he's not a doctor, and he doesn't know the situation, so naturally he doesn't dare to speak nonsense.

Father Meng didn't know what was going on, so he could only comfort him.

"Xiao Tao, is my leg useless?" Meng Yangshu tilted his head, looking at Ji Xiaotao who was threading the needle.At this moment, he couldn't feel the existence of the injured leg, and felt that it was very difficult to lift it up. Isn't this useless?
"Don't worry, it's still too early to be scrapped, but I'm going to sew it up for you, because the wound is too big, so don't move around," Ji Xiaotao didn't lift her head, warmed the needle on the oil lamp, and started to sew up.

Suturing the wound is not a major operation, but she didn't give Meng Yangshu anesthetic soup, it would be too late if it was delayed, and it would be bad for his injury, so Xiaotao never considered giving him anesthetic at all.

Besides, isn't it just suturing the wound?

What's the big deal, a big man can't even stand this?

She felt that it didn't matter, she pinched the needle into Meng Yangshu's flesh, shuttled it by, and then pulled the cotton thread over.

The technique of suturing the wound was figured out by herself. It is completely different from the way of sewing clothes. When removing the stitches, you only need to pull the other end and gently pull the stitches to remove the stitches without letting the cotton threads Go through the flesh.

Fortunately, she figured it out early in the morning, otherwise Meng Yangshu would have suffered a lot!

But even so, Meng Yangshu's eyes were wide open in pain, and he grabbed the bed with one hand, and his clothes were soon soaked with sweat.

Meng's father felt distressed, "Little brother, please be gentle with your hands and feet. This is sewing meat, not sewing cotton clothes. Look, Yang Shu is in so much pain that he can hardly stand it."

Ji Xiaotao glanced at Meng Yangshu, who had a pale face, and the movements of his hands remained the same. He sneered and said, "Is this pain unbearable? Compared with giving birth, this is nothing at all. Meng Yangshu, you really can't take it anymore." ?"

A woman who gives birth is like walking through the gate of hell. Xiaotao is a woman. Although she has never given birth to a child, she and her master have delivered many births.

Thinking of those women's miserable screams, and the unsteady fetal position, the pain of giving birth, Meng Yangshu was just suturing the wound, this one is much lighter, can't he bear it?
Meng Yangshu was in a daze at the moment, but he still heard what she said, her delicate face turned red and then white, white and then red again, "I can take it, you should sew it up as soon as possible!"

Turning around, he said to Father Meng who was full of worries, "Father, you go out, don't look here."

Father Meng also understood. Although he didn't say anything else, it is absolutely impossible to ask him to go out, "It's okay, Dad is here. I think this little brother is almost finished sewing. Dad can bear it."

When people are old, they want their children and grandchildren to be safe.Before Lang Zhong came, don't mention how worried he was.If something bad happens to Meng Yangshu, wouldn't it be his life?
Xiao Tao tied it very quickly, and while they were talking, she had already finished the needle and the thread.

Then he sprinkled the medicinal wine he brought on the wound. The stimulation of the wine made Meng Yangshu hiss. Fortunately, Xiao Tao moved quickly and didn't greet him in advance. When he felt the pain, she had already given him Sprinkle the homemade medicinal powder and start bandaging.

"He's bleeding too much, he might have a fever at night, I'll take care of him tonight, and when the fever subsides tomorrow, there won't be a big problem," Xiao Tao looked at his leg kindly, and untied it. The tourniquet tied on his leg muttered again, "Where do he need to change his pants, but he can't move now, cut off the door, better naked!"

(End of this chapter)