Chapter 671

The snow-white bones, the red meat, and the stubble of the wound on the arm were there. The whole arm was blown down alive, and the blood flowed out of it. The bear children rolled all over the ground and struggled.

"It's not easy to save snacks for the New Year!" He Feng said with a frown, and then walked out quickly. The contradiction between adults is a matter between adults, and it's always bad to involve children.

Besides, the child is only seven or eight years old at most. Without an arm, what should he do in the future?

Thinking of this, he Feng inevitably accelerated his feet. No wonder he walked there. At this time, the child's parents also rushed here and held the child who couldn't stand on the ground.

It was a burst of crying.

In the village committee, he Dongshan and others, who are in full swing in the election, also rushed over in a hurry. Joking, can they not come when such a big thing happened?

At least he is also the future village head!

"Get to the hospital as soon as possible. I'll pay to connect the child's arm!" he Dongshan said angrily when he saw the boy's broken arm. He was worried, but more to buy people's hearts.

"It will take at least half an hour to get to the hospital. At that time, my arm will be dead. Send me there and I'll pick up the child!" He Feng said with a frown.

"You?" Liu Tiehan sneered. He didn't believe it at all. Joking, limb regeneration surgery is a big problem all over the world. He Feng, a small rural doctor, cured several people with luck.

But in the face of such major surgery, it is estimated that it is not possible!

This is what Liu Tiehan thinks, because he doesn't know he Feng's miraculous medical skills.

"Don't talk nonsense, Liu San, carry people to me and call Dongmei and Xiaodong to me. Those two boys were bombed and had a concussion. Just prescribe some medicine. Good, why were they bombed like this? The adults weren't watching?" He Feng frowned and scolded coldly.

Then he began to reach out, picked up a broken finger on the ground, and quickly took the bear child to the clinic.

"Can you cure it? Just your poor Kung Fu? That is, the whole order of rotten vegetable leaves, insects and tree roots are boiled into soup for people to drink. Meng is right. This is the arm to pick up a few diseases. What if something happens and someone dies? Can you bear the responsibility?" he Dongsheng looked at He Feng who ignored him and said sarcastically.

Although he also thinks he Feng is a miracle doctor, he doesn't think he Feng can cure the disease.

Because Duan's arm was reconnected and there were so many fingers that had been blown into sections, he couldn't believe that he Feng had this ability. After all, he Feng was a traditional Chinese medicine even if he was powerful.

In the face of this problem of Western medicine, how can pure surgical surgery be cured?

As the saying goes, he Feng specializes in technology. He Feng obviously does things that do not belong to his own industry. It's strange to succeed.

Looking at his chattering Like a crow, he Feng sneered and said, "don't talk sarcastically. You have the ability to treat it. Now you're sent to the hospital. I'm afraid the child will die just because of bleeding. Can you afford this responsibility?"

Then he left with people.

He hurried to the clinic. He Dongmei and Liu Xiaodong were already ready. Everything had been brushed clean, and the bed was covered with a white cloth cover. There was no trace of bacteria left on it after being disinfected by Zhenqi.

"People waiting for you to go out!" He Feng said to the outside and slammed the door.

Then they began to treat quickly.

"Shifu is like this. Can you cure it? I can't find some meat. The belly of the fingers is fried. I can't see which section it is." he Dongmei frowned, sweat rolled down on her forehead, frowned and said to He Feng.

"It doesn't matter." He Feng said calmly.

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"Xiaodong, you're responsible for cleaning up the broken limbs so that there's no dust or bacteria left below." He Feng said to Liu Xiaodong. Because it's an arm blown up by explosives, it's filled with gunpowder, all of which are blackened after the gunpowder burns.

With this thing on it, it's not easy to cure it?

You have to clean up this thing first, otherwise you can kill people just by infection. Liu Xiaodong nodded quickly, then acted quickly, endured nausea, and then stretched out his hand to use his weak Qi.

Bit by bit, she cleaned up the dirt on the stump and broken arm on her fingers, leaving no blank. He Dongmei was not idle. Her task assigned by He Feng was to take care of the two exploding shock waves and blow up the children lying on the ground.

There was no serious trauma on the two children, so there were several big blood holes on the forehead because they hit the ground, but it was harmless after all. There was only one. Maybe it was calcium deficiency and the skull was brittle.

There are some slight cracks in the skull. There may be something wrong with the brain. Concussion is certain.

First, after cleaning up the uneven section, he Feng took small tweezers and bit by bit removed the residual bone stubble, and accurately injected a trace of true Qi into the atrophic blood vessels and nerves at the fracture.

Give them a new life, and then start further action.

"Master, his arm should be comminuted fracture. I'm afraid it's not so easy to connect it?" Liu Xiaodong said with sweat all over his head, and then handed a child's arm to He Feng.

"Nothing!"

He Feng said carelessly that the arm he took over was obviously broken into several sections. Then he directly aimed at the broken stubble, and his left hand was motionless, just like a fixed steel support.

He stuck the stubble tightly together, and then his other hand did not relax. Several very thin silver needles appeared in He Feng's right hand. At the moment of the palm of the silver needle, suddenly, several silver lights flashed, and several silver needles were firmly stuck in the stubble of the child's arm.

He Feng loosened himself and held the child's right hand tightly after he pricked dozens of silver needles into it and fixed all the blood, nerves and bones again.

Then came the finger. It took nearly half an hour to connect everything. In front of it, fixed with a silver needle, was a pale child's arm that looked like the arm of a dead man.

Vaguely, there are still some gaps in some places. It's obvious, but I can't find those broken meat anymore, so he Feng can only make do with it.