Wu Meng's words fell, and later he remembered that he was facing the princess Zhan. His face turned white, "princess, please forgive me, I was too anxious to..."

Xia Xi didn't pay attention to it and interrupted him directly, "where are the people?"

Wu Meng took her there.

In the medical account, the medical officer was in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

The wind Che personally wet a square PA son, fold good after put on Soldier forehead, give him cool down.

When the doctor came back to see feng Che doing this, he said in a hurry, "Lord, I'll come, I'll come."

Words sound decline, medical account is opened, Xia Xi comes in.

The doctor was stunned.

Xia Xi runs directly to the soldier and lifts his blanket.

Medical officer

Looking at SUN Hao, he nodded. Then he looked at Xia Xi again.

The soldier's wound was wrapped in gauze, and the bright red blood had been seen through, which dyed the gauze red.

"Through the wound."

Fengche is concise and comprehensive.

Xia Xi understand, hand in the edge of the gauze gently pressed, bright red blood out.

"The wound is too deep. It needs to be sutured. It can't be done with hemostatic alone."

Feng Che nodded and said, "prepare."

The medical officer hasn't responded yet. He doesn't move when he hears Feng Che's words.

SUN Hao tugged at his sleeve, "what are you doing, ready to go."

"What are you going to prepare?" The medical officer was a little confused.

SUN Hao wanted to knock on his head. How did he become a medical officer? "Ready to sew."

"Ah?"

The medical officer opened his mouth wide and was stunned. He has been in the army for several years and has never sewed up the wounds for the soldiers. He, he and he can't do it.

SUN Hao anxiously pushed him, "what are you still doing? Hurry to sew it up."

The doctor's face was in tears, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping. "I, I will not."

Xia Xi has gone to wash her hands and washed it several times with Gleditsia, "I'll take what you're going to sew."

"Ah

The doctor opened his mouth again.

SUN Hao really kicked him this time, kicking him in the calf, "ah, what, don't you get ready!"

Xia Xi washed her hands for the last time and said, "you come here and help me wash."

Wind Che walked over, hit a ladle of water, two people went to the medical tent, wind Che slowly pour water, Xia Xi turn over and over to wash his hands clean, two people this just back to the account.

"Do you have any extra robes?"

SUN Hao and Wu Meng shake their heads at the same time. They usually wear armor. After training, they are barearmed and no one wears a robe.

Although changed clothes, but sewing time is not convenient, Xia Xi thought to find a robe to wear, see them shake their heads, eyes in the medical account to see a circle, did not find anything suitable, just ready to make do with, wind Che has taken off his robe, "to."

Xia Xi stretched out her hand, "help me put it back on and fasten the button."

Fengche is tall and her robe is loose on her. Without waiting for her to speak, Fengche takes the belt and ties it around her waist.

From the beginning to the end, SUN Hao and Wu Meng have been staring at each other, until Xia Xi said, "OK", they came back to their senses.

Yes, I have a look. I can't believe it in my eyes. Was the prince dressing the princess just now?

The doctor prepared the gauze and the needle and thread.

Xia Xi leaned down and cut the wrapped gauze with scissors, and the wound immediately came out with blood stains. The military doctor was sweating on his forehead. "Princess, it can't work. He bled too much."

"Shut up and give me the needle and thread."

The military doctor immediately closed his mouth and gave her the stitches. The army had always prepared something to sew, but he had never used it. After giving it to Xia Xi, he stood aside and wanted to see how Xia Xi sewed the wound.

"Oil lamp."

SUN Hao and Wu Meng each brought an oil lamp.

Light up immediately in front of the bed.

Xia Xi skillfully sews up the wound. After sewing the inside, she cuts the thread and raises her head. Geng Che takes the handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her forehead.

The military doctor has long been quick to put on another needle and thread. Xia Xi took it and soon sewed it up. The wound in front of him never bled out again.

SUN Hao and Wu Meng put down the oil lamp in their hands, carefully turned the soldier's body over, let him lie down, and picked up the oil lamp again.

Xia Xi carefully sewed up the wound at the back, then wrapped a thick gauze around him, and asked SUN Hao and Wu Meng to turn the soldiers over and ask the military doctor, "have you taken the antipyretic?"

"Yes, bupleurum."

With that, he added, "it's from the Lord."

Xia Xi nodded, bupleurum efficacy, she is very clear. Soldiers now fever, but the wound did not deal with it, ordered, "give him some anti-inflammatory feed."

Military doctors should be busy dispensing.

SUN Hao and Wu Meng are speechless. They have been in the army all the year round, following Feng Che to countless battlefields. After each battle, there are many wounded soldiers. But they have never seen a medical officer sew up the soldiers. This is the first time they have met.

People can even sew the broken hole like clothes.

Wind Che takes the handkerchief to wipe the sweat on Xia Xi's forehead clean, and helps her to wipe the bloodstain of her hands clean, then helps her to take off her robe, and puts it on her without taboo, "how?"

"He lost too much blood and the wound was treated too late. If he could survive tonight, he would be fine“

Wu Meng a listen to this words anxious, "isn't already sew up, how can also have a matter?"

"It's not that if the wound is sewn on, people will be OK. It depends on his fortune. If he has a strong life, he will be ok if he survives."

"He can."

Wu Meng's eyes were red, and his words were firm.

"In that war, he survived. There's no reason that this small knife wound will kill him."

Xia XIME silent, "I also only say the worst result, as you said, he is so stubborn, can certainly survive."

"Certainly."

Wu Meng nodded and spoke loudly, as if the soldiers would be OK.

The medical officer made up the medicine and gently fed it to the soldiers. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask for advice from Xia Xi. When the words came to his mouth, he heard Feng Che say to Xia Xi, "tired, go to the military tent first and have a rest. We'll go back later."

The medical officer swallowed the words again.

Xia Xi is really tired, nodded, "OK."

Wind Che led her past, out of the barracks, then saw a person hanging on the pole in the distance, Xia Xi only looked at one eye, then withdrew his eyes, with the wind Che into the military tent, collapsed in the chair.

Fengche stood behind her and massaged her shoulder. A low voice sounded above her head. "Can you teach the medical officer the skill of suture?"