It is almost half an hour's journey from the military camp.

However, due to the eagerness to save people, coupled with Captain Chi Gong's fierce riding skills and cold and abnormal look, and Zhang Feng sitting behind the horse, the people in the distance consciously made way for a road. Soon the two of them arrived at the barracks. Zhang Feng entered the barracks under Yuchi Gong's roar and saw the dying Niu Xiaohu.

At this time, Niu Xiaohu's face was as pale as paper, which was obviously a sign of excessive blood loss. Zheng Feng looked at Niu Jianhu silently, and then looked at the doctor who was using quicklime to stop Niu Jianhu's bleeding, and asked, "is there anything to replenish blood here?"

From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, a marching doctor, even Yuchi Gong has to be treated politely in the army. At this time, he saw a young man. Recently, he wanted to scold, but when he saw Yuchi Gong standing next to him, he honestly replied, "yes. “

Without waiting for Zhang Feng to speak, Yuchi Gong roared, "since there is, why don't you prepare quickly?"

What can a doctor say?

Hurriedly ordered two of his disciples to go down and prepare blood tonifying herbs.

The doctor wondered why general Yuchi was so polite in front of the young man, but he also knew that he shouldn't ask at this time. If he annoyed the evil star, whether he could go out alive today is two different things.

After Zhang Feng invited the doctor, he took out the alcohol from the first-aid kit, a disinfection bowl, poured some alcohol into the bowl, soaked the dagger given to him by Xiwa, and then took out a pair of scissors. After a fire fold, he lit the alcohol with a bang. After baking the scissors carefully on the alcohol, he was careful He cut all the cloth on Niu Jianhu's fractured leg. Even if Zhang Feng had been prepared, he saw the tragedy of Niu Jianhu at this time.

I couldn't help feeling nauseous. My face turned white. The bone stubble was exposed for at least three centimeters. The fracture was OK. There were no debris, no soil or other things. It was just that the blood in the wound was already. Niu saw the bed under the tiger. The soft couch had been soaked with blood, and the blood had flowed along the soft couch into the Loess on the ground, making it soft at this time The collapse became muddy, and the camp was full of a pungent smell of blood.

Zhang Feng knelt in the blood water without considering many people. It was like making an extremely exquisite handicraft. He used a pair of small scissors that people had never seen before, little by little cleaned the leg hair and dried blood scabs on the legs of cattle and tigers, and in the other hand, he held an iron clip with a ball of cotton on it. From time to time, he dipped a piece of cotton in the water filled with wine smell Dip it and then wipe it. This lasted for a long time until Niu Jianhu cleaned all the dirt on his right leg. At this time, Zhang Feng noticed his wound. Liu Jianhu's wound was obviously broken by leaning back. Such a wound is difficult to deal with and must be operated on.

Zhang Feng also thought a lot when he came. If the bone is broken but the skin is not pierced, it's OK. He only needs to make a plaster splint and lie down for two months. However, at this time, it's really a little uncertain. After all, as he thought just now, he's not a serious doctor.

He is only a half hearted person, who knows some physiological knowledge. At this time, he can't care about anything else. After all, Niu Jianhu's legs are still flowing blood at this time, which is the most fatal point. If the blood loss is serious, even if he takes back his legs, the little boy's life will be lost.

At this time, Li Chengqian hurried into the camp with Sun Simiao. As soon as he entered the door, Sun Simiao quickly put down his medicine box, squatted next to Zhang Feng, looked at Niu Jianhu's legs, and then looked at Zhang Feng and asked, "do you think it's still saved?"

Zhang Feng nodded heavily: "I'm going to set him a bone!"

All the people present were shocked by this remark.

Bone.

The boy is so crazy that he wants to connect Niu Duwei to him?

I've only heard of Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang, a famous doctor of Bian que, who scraped bones and healed wounds, but I really haven't heard of anyone who can connect bones like this. Everyone knows that if you want to connect bones, you must cut the skin and flesh

Sun Simiao opened his mouth to ask. At last, he didn't ask anything, but said, "are you sure?"

How sure?

Instead of answering Sun Simiao's question, Zhang Feng asked, "can you help him stop bleeding? If he flows like this again, even if he connects his leg, he may die of excessive blood loss.

Sun Simiao thought for a moment. He seemed to think of the book that Zhang Feng had given him. There was such a record in it. He didn't talk nonsense. He took out a handful of silver needles and stuffed a ladle into Zhang Feng's bowl of flaming alcohol, skillfully injecting needles everywhere on Niu Jianhu.

A moment later, a good man was instantly fried like a hedgehog. It seemed that Niu Jianhu was stabbed. The pain was just that although he was in a coma, he still made a painful groan.