Seeing that Si Jiang was still standing there in a daze, the young lady said angrily, "What are you doing? Go and boil some hot water."
Si Jiang had never seen such a disrespectful woman, but he still counted on the doctor to save his life, so he didn't dare to disobey.
"I'll go boil the water now. Please wait a moment, doctor!"
Si Jiang fumbled to boil a pot of hot water. Fortunately, there were a lot of dry firewood and withered grass near the stove, which saved him a lot of effort. After searching for a long time, he finally found a relatively clean wooden basin for cutting vegetables. He rinsed it with clean water and filled it with boiling hot water.
When he came back, he was almost scared stiff and almost asked, "What are you doing?"
Si Jiang couldn't help but pull out his dagger, but he didn't dare to act rashly because Yan Lin's military counselor was still in her hands.
"What am I doing? I didn't do anything to him. " The young lady was very calm and didn't forget to flirt. She said, "As you can see, I don't have clean gauze in my house. I saw that his clothes were made of good material, so I cut them off and soaked them in hot water to disinfect them … "
Si Jiang: "…"
The young lady asked, "Is the water I asked you to boil done?"
Seeing that the young lady didn't want to kill him, Si Jiang put away his dagger and replied, "It's done."
"Bring it over when it's done. The conditions here are poor, so we can only use hot water for simple disinfection."
Si Jiang didn't understand the latter part, but he understood the first part.
He obediently brought the wooden basin over and put it within the young lady's reach. He muttered in a low voice, "My master has a family."
The young lady had sharp ears. She said, "I didn't strip him naked. What do you mean by looking like I've ruined his innocence?"
Si Jiang didn't dare to retort. He stared at the young lady's movements without blinking.
The hem of his military counselor's clothes had been cut off by the young lady, and the pieces were piled up on the side.
She soaked the cut cloth in hot water several times before picking it out with chopsticks and wringing it out slightly.
"There's no hydrogen peroxide or salt water in this broken place. How can we wash the wound …" The young lady tucked her hair behind her ears with her free hand and wiped the rotten flesh around the wound with a piece of cloth with the other hand. At the same time, she commanded the Deputy General, "Is there still hot water in the pot? Go and cool the hot water. It can barely be used to clean the wound. Then, go and get the vinegar from the kitchen. "
Si Jiang was dumbfounded. Shouldn't doctors feel the pulse and prescribe medicine?
One moment, he was boiling water, the next moment, he was cooling it, and the next moment, he was bringing vinegar …
Si Jiang couldn't help but say, "Are you planning to wash my master and cook him in a pot, not forgetting to add vinegar to enhance the flavor?"
The young lady's hand paused, and she almost poked Yan Lin's wound. She turned her head and rolled her eyes at the deputy general. "I told you to go, so go! Are you the doctor or am I the doctor? The boiling water could barely be used to clean the rotting wound, and the vinegar was used to physically cool it down. If you don't understand, then shut your mouth. No one will treat you as a mute. If you want this person to live, then do as I say! "
Si Jiang blinked. He was actually suppressed by this person's imposing manner, so he obediently said, "Oh."
He found a palm-leaf fan and tried to fan the hot water in the pot. It took him a lot of effort to cool the remaining water.
When Si Jiang returned with the cold water, he almost went crazy when he saw that the young lady had stripped his military counselor down to his underwear!
"What are you doing?"
"Physically cooling it down," the young lady answered without raising her head. "Why are you so surprised? Are you trying to scare me to death in the middle of the night? This person's temperature is too high. There is no medicine here to reduce fever, and his family is so poor that they can't even afford alcohol. It's good enough that they have a small jar of vinegar. Of course, I remember that the alcohol here is not very strong. I don't know if it will be as effective as this jar of vinegar … "
The deputy general saw that the young lady was wiping Yan Lin's chest, back, forehead, armpits, and thighs with a piece of cloth that was stained with vinegar. She looked very serious, and it didn't seem like she was taking advantage of him. Si Jiang was finally relieved. Seeing that Si Jiang had brought the cold water over, the little lady threw the rags to him and warned, "Do you remember what I did just now? Wipe him with the vinegar, and I'll take care of his wound. "
The wound on Yan Lin's shoulder was not very deep, but it was very long. It had not been treated for a few days, so the wound was badly infected.
"Give me your knife."
The young lady reached out her hand to Si Jiang. He hesitated for a moment, then gave it to her.
She brought over an oil lamp and put the blade over the fire to warm it.
"What are you doing?"
"Disinfecting … I guess you don't know what disinfecting is. Your knife must have seen blood before. Who knows what's on it? " The young lady said, "I'm going to use it to clean up the remaining rotten flesh. The knife can't have any dirty things on it, so I'm going to use the fire to warm it."
The young lady looked very young, but her hand holding the knife was very steady.
Si Jiang clearly saw her raise and lower the knife to remove the rotten flesh. Soon, fresh blood flowed out of Yan Lin's wound.
Even though Yan Lin was unconscious, his body was still trembling. His brows were tightly knitted, and his cracked lips were trembling.
The young lady did not move. She washed the wound with cold water several times, then threaded a thin thread that had been heated in the hot water into the needle.
"What are you doing?"
Si Jiang was wiping Yan Lin's wound for the third time when he saw the young lady was about to put the needle into his wound.
"I'm stitching, silly boy." The young lady skillfully stitched the wound as she spoke. She said, "His wound is long, so stitching it has many advantages. For example, it can quickly stop the bleeding, prevent the wound from getting infected, promote the healing of the wound, and reduce the chance of the rupture of the wound … This boy is lucky. I've checked his wound and didn't find anything like rust. Otherwise, the chances of him being contaminated by Clostridium tetani would be greatly increased. The medical standards in this place are terrible. If it's tetanus, you should prepare for his funeral as soon as possible. "
In just a few sentences, Si Jiang became more and more dizzy while the little lady finished stitching up the wound.
Looking at the ugly wound on his shoulder that looked like a centipede, the young lady sighed with regret. "I've been a doctor for so many years, and I've done hundreds of surgeries. This is the ugliest wound I've ever stitched. I'm going to fix the wound a little so that it won't leave an ugly scar. Sigh, this young man is so handsome, and his body is so good looking. It would ruin his beauty if he got a scar like this. "
Si Jiang cleaned Yan Lin's wound for a while, then touched his forehead with the back of his hand.
"Sir doesn't seem to have a high fever anymore …"
"Yes, that's good news," the young lady said. "I'll go get some herbs and boil them for him to drink."
Si Jiang nodded gratefully.
Little did he know that the young lady sighed as soon as she left the room. "I'm probably the poorest person in the world."
He never expected that the person he saved was the host's arch-enemy, Yan Lin.
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