wild trail

Chapter 314 It Works
The young man nodded, bit the wooden stick in his mouth, and lay peacefully on the wooden bed, waiting for the pain to come.

Without narcotics, Qi Yan sewed up the wounds on the young man's body like sewing clothes. The stitching method made the young man's face distorted in pain, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

The operation process was not only a test of the patient's perseverance, but Qi Yan was also under extremely strong psychological pressure at this time, and the hand holding the copper needle began to tremble slightly.

Seeing her son enduring such pain, the woman clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, tears streaming down her face, she turned her head away, unable to bear to look any further.

This painful process lasted for more than half an hour before Qi Yan finished suturing more than a dozen wounds on the young man's body. After the operation, Qi Yan was already drenched and sat on the ground almost collapsed.

At this moment, the young man had already fainted to death, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was extremely weak.

Hana walked to Qiyan, asked the apprentice to bring a bowl of water, and handed it to her son.

"How, can this person be saved?" Hana asked.

Qi Yan shook his head and said: "It's not clear, I'm just suturing his wound up now, which will help the wound heal. I have done experiments with animals before, and I will clean the wound with alcohol after a while, and give it to him again." He applied some herbal medicine to stop the bleeding, and then used that thing after the bleeding stopped, whether this person is dead or alive depends on the situation afterwards."

Hana nodded and said, "Go and rest for a while, we'll take care of the rest."

"Well, thank you father!"

Qi Yan nodded, and with the support of the apprentice, went back to her room to rest.

The next day, the wound on the young man's body was no longer bleeding, but due to the infection, he began to have symptoms of fever, and his sanity had begun to blur.

In order to prevent the patient from burning out his brain, the doctors brought ice cubes from the trading post to help the young man cool down.

"It's already infected, and the situation is worse than we estimated. If this continues, I don't think he can live for three days." Hana said in a deep voice.

Qi Yan nodded and said: "Well, it seems that we must use that thing."

Hana patted Qi Yan's shoulder and said: "My son, father is proud of you, your achievements in the future will surpass me, if you can save this person, you will be the best doctor and best doctor in Xia Kingdom wizard."

"Thank you father for your encouragement!" Qi Yan looked at Hana gratefully.

After telling the patient's situation to the woman who was guarding the young man, Qi Yan released a mysterious liquid from his secret house.

This liquid is the most effective ingredient extracted from Penicillium fungus to inhibit infection after continuous experiments over the years.

Use a sterilized linen cloth, lightly dip some liquid, and apply it carefully on the wound.

After finishing these, Qi Yan put away her things.

"Is this all right?" the doctors asked in disbelief.

Qi Yan nodded and said: "Well, that's enough, the rest is to observe, if his wound does not deteriorate and fester within two days, it proves that this thing is working."

"Doctor Qi Yan, will my son survive?" the woman asked choked with sobs.

"I can't guarantee this matter. He was injured too badly. We did what we had to do. The rest is up to him." Qi Yan sighed softly.

When the woman heard the words, the glimmer of hope that had just arisen in her heart suddenly turned into worry. She sat on the side of the bed, gently stroked her son's forehead, muttered words, and kept praying to the gods.

In the palace of Daxia, Wang Lang learned about this matter through the spies of Jinyiwei. Two days after the operation, he rushed to the hospital in person, wanting to see the first application of penicillin on the human body. .

If this thing is successful, his Great Xia subjects will have one more life, and the population of Xia Kingdom will experience explosive growth from now on, and the survival rate of soldiers in the war will be greatly improved.

The wizards of the various tribes have now recognized Xia Guo very much. After so many years, they have also seen that Wang Lang really wants to make human beings prosperous and prosperous, and everything he does is for the sake of human beings, not at all. Comparable to tribal chiefs.

Sometimes I think about the small rights I used to have, compared with what I am doing now, it is nothing worth mentioning.

Seeing Wang Lang coming, the doctors all went out to greet him.

"My ministers welcome you, Your Majesty!"

The doctors of Daxia Medical Center bowed and said.

Wang Lang said with a smile: "You are all the pillars of my great summer, so there is no need to be polite!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After everyone stood up, Wang Lang asked, "How is the patient's condition now?"

The doctors immediately looked at Qi Yan.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the patient's injury has stabilized now, his body temperature has dropped, and the wound has no symptoms of festering. I believe he will recover in a short time." Qi Yan said slowly, without a hint of pride in his expression. As if talking about a trivial matter.

Wang Lang couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard the words, and said again and again: "Okay, okay, I am worthy of being a pillar of the Great Xia. With this thing, countless people can live. Even if this skill is to expand the land, it is not enough. Everyone, please accept my worship." !"

After finishing speaking, Wang Lang bowed to all the doctors and bowed down.

Seeing this, everyone quickly stepped forward to support Wang Lang, and said, "Your Majesty, don't do this!"

"Your Majesty, it is our duty to save people. You are so honorable, how can we receive such a great gift, how should the people of the country treat us, and what face do we have to face the people of the country." Qi Yan said excitedly.

"You have created such a feat for mankind, so what is my worship?" Wang Lang said disapprovingly.

"Your Majesty, you were the one who told me about the method of using penicillium. How could I meet again and receive such great credit?" Qi Yan insisted.

"I just provided an idea. Without your persistence for a long time, even if you have an idea, wouldn't it be like the moon in the water or the flowers in the bronze mirror, illusory? You deserve this honor, You are countless alive, and you are all the heroes of my Great Xia." Wang Lang looked at the doctors solemnly.

Hearing Wang Lang's high evaluation of himself, all the doctors couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, and they became more determined about the career they were engaged in, which was a noble and great thing.

"Minister, thank you Your Majesty, it is my good fortune to be able to serve His Majesty, sir, Qi Yan is Da Xia's person in life, and Da Xia's soul after death!" Qi Yan bowed and bowed in gratitude.

Wang Lang quickly helped Qiyan up, "Qiyan Aiqing, hurry up!"

"It's really a blessing for me, Daxia, and Wang Lang, to have the talents of all of you in Daxia!" Wang Lang looked at the doctors excitedly.

　I recommend a prehistoric text, which is said to have been brought into the pit by my book, Wang Dong, the modern descendant of Wang Chongyang in "The Gods of Primitive Society", traveled back to the Stone Age.Fortunately, my little brother from Australia watches a lot of videos. From then on, I am the "big king".

　　


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