Two prescriptions, plus a note, were placed in front of Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao only glanced at the prescription.

His eyes are always on the matters needing attention.

Note 1, wrapping wound gauze, first put in boiling water to boil a tea time, dry available.

Note 2, clean the wound knife, put in boiling water to boil a cup of tea time. Before use, clean it again with a burning knife.

Note 3: when dealing with the wound, first clean the wound with a burning knife, and be sure to clean it.

Note 4, whether dealing with the wound or dressing, the hands of the disposal personnel must be cleaned.

The door opens from the outside.

Now, it's early morning.

Zhao San came in with cold dew.

At the door, there is a dog with legs injured, lying on the ground. The dog's legs were wrapped in gauze and apparently had been treated.

Zhao San bowed down and said, "I have tried the prescription. There's no problem with the prescription. It's very effective. "

Liu Zhao looked at the door and nodded, "you come to cure me."

Liu Zhao could not use Gu Jiu's prescription without reservation.

As a grandson, it is his nature to be suspicious.

Since childhood, he has been taught not to eat food and herbs given by outsiders.

But for doubt, he would not have lived to this day.

Zhao San cleaned his hands and knives according to the precautions.

Liu Zhao took off his clothes and revealed his wound.

The wound is inflamed and suppurative. The pus and carrion must be removed.

Zhao San hesitated, "childe, there will be some pain."

Liu Zhao face calm, "no harm."

Zhao San bit his teeth, took out the burning knife, poured it on the wound, and began to clean the wound.

The muscles around the wound, completely out of the master's control, a strong twitch.

Liu Zhao's hands were clinging to the armrest of the chair. On his face, however, he was still expressionless, and he didn't even hum.

After cleaning the wound, Liu Zhao didn't do well, but Zhao San was in a cold sweat.

Zhao three stealthily wiped the sweat on his forehead, "next, I'll give you medicine."

Liu Zhao nodded.

With Gu jiukai's prescription, the prepared medicine has a faint fragrance.

The ointment was dark brown, applied a little bit to the wound, and finally covered the whole wound.

Liu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the ointment came into contact with the wound, there was a feeling of coolness, and even the pain was reduced a lot.

"How do you feel?" Zhao asked carefully

Liu Zhao said indifferently: "very good!"

Zhao San laughed. "Miss Gu really has two brushes,

Liu Zhao nodded," she is young, and certainly has no medical experience, but her medical skills are good. I'm curious. Where did she learn her medical skills? "

Zhao San wrapped the wound with gauze and said, "I've heard that Miss Gu has been sick since childhood. It is said that a long illness makes a doctor. Maybe after a long illness, he has learned medical skills. "

Liu Zhao light smile, "Gu girl's condition, belongs to internal medicine. I don't know. People who take medicine in bed for a long time also know how to treat trauma. "

Zhao San looked up at Liu Zhao, "young master, do you want to send people to investigate again?"

Liu Zhao was silent for a moment, and finally said, "No. Keep a distance from each other in the future, don't get too much contact. I think that's what the other side thinks

After that, he picked up the notes on the table, folded them up and put them close to his body,

"although he did not know the specific principles, they must be very important for the treatment of trauma. If it can be extended to the army in the future, it will surely save the lives of many seriously wounded soldiers. "

"You said so."

……

Master Xie Er got up early in the morning, and his eyelids were jumping.

At breakfast, he asked, "is the young master back?"

"Tell the master, the young master hasn't come back yet."

Master Xie Er nodded. It seems that the matter has been settled.

He couldn't help laughing at the thought.

It's good if it's done. I'll go to the governor's office tomorrow.

I really want to see what kind of expression Gu Zhili and Mr. Gu will look like.

Ha ha

Thinking of the scene, Xie Er could not help laughing.

At the beginning, Mr. Gu drove him out of the house regardless of his relatives. At that time, he had to ask him back politely.

"Master, it's not good!"

The porter came in a hurry.

"What are you doing in a hurry?" Master Xie er's expression pulled and looked at the visitor with discontent.

The porter was so nervous that he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "little, the young master is back."

"The young master came back, why do you make this expression. Wait, you said the young master came back? Why is it so early? "Master Xie Er has some doubts.

His son, he understood, was a master who could not bear hardships. He could not rush all night and come back so early.

The porter was worried, "master, go and have a look. The young master is injured and covered with blood."

"What?"

Master Xie Er suddenly stood up from his chair, and his teabowl, which was beside him, swung and fell directly to the ground.

Ignoring these details, Xie Er ran to the porter in a hurry.

"Hiro!"

Master Xie Er stood three steps away from Xie Xian and cried out. His heart was shaking.

His son, his precious son, was covered in blood, lying on the door plank, almost without human form.

Master Xie Er called out "ah", rushed to the door and threw himself on the door. "Siro, who hurt you?"

Xie Xian was weak and weak, his eyelids moved, his lips opened and closed, and he was unable to speak.

The housekeeper advised: "master, the young master is seriously injured. You should ask the doctor to come to see him immediately."

"Come on, call the doctor. Carry the young master into the room

"Yes

Several porters carry Xie Xian back to the room.

Master Xie Er suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

"Master, are you all right?"

The housekeeper and the servant were quick in their eyes and quick in their hands. They all helped Xie Er master.

Master Xie Er stroked his head and asked, "what's the matter? How could Hiro be so hurt? "

Housekeeper busy said: "someone knocked on the door, the porter opened the door and saw the young master lying on the ground covered with blood."

Master Xie Er clenched his teeth and asked, "did you see who knocked at the door?"

The housekeeper shook his head. "I didn't see it."

"Ah, ah..."

Master Xie Er sent out a series of roars and his expression was very terrible.

"It must be Gu Jiu, it must be. Si Lang went to Tianmen Temple yesterday. He must have been injured in Tianmen temple. Where's the boy? Where's the boy next to Hiro

The housekeeper was frightened by the madness in the eyes of Xie Er, "no, I don't know. None of them. "

Master Xie ER was a little confused. "Didn't you see any of them?"

The housekeeper nodded again and again, "exactly! The boys who are with you are gone. "

Master Xie er's face turned white, and he had a bad premonition.

"What's going on?"

It can't be all killed.

Master Xie Er gnawed his teeth and said, "prepare the car. I will go to Tianmen temple in person."

"Sir, I've heard from you."

A boy ran away in a hurry and whispered.

Master Xie Er stopped his pace and heard a letter from the master to calm him down from his anger.

He bit his teeth and said, "housekeeper, send someone to watch Tianmen temple and the governor's office. If you have any situation, report it in time. In addition, he sent someone to inform his wife that the plan failed and Xie Xian was seriously injured. "

"Yes! I'll make arrangements for the small ones. "

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