Chapter 1236

"It's me. It's me." The people in front of the line saw that they were calling for the next one, and they hurriedly walked forward one by one.

In the temple, Qi Baihe looked at the man who came in. He seemed to be injured in his legs and feet. He walked around with a thick branch in his hand. As he approached, he could still smell the stench from his body.

"Master, I, I come to see the doctor."

The man said with some trepidation. Maybe he saw that the three Buddhist little masters were very good-looking. He thought of the stench from his wound, which was slightly unnatural.

One side of the Tang Ning good spare time to look at Qi Baihe, observe his look, see his look is not seen, there is half a dislike, this in the eye this just crossed a trace of satisfaction.

As a doctor, naturally we can't despise patients. No matter what kind of patients they are, doctors must treat them equally and have a peaceful mind. Only in this way can they be called medical ethics and benevolence.

"Is it a leg injury?" Qi Baihe inquired. Seeing that he was in no condition, he took a chair and asked him to put his injured leg on it.

"I'll take it down. I'll take it down."

The man saw that the monk in white wanted to remove the cloth strip from the wound on his leg, so he started it himself. After all, because of the deterioration of the wound, the cloth belt was permeated with pus and smelled of stench.

Qi Baihe didn't argue with him. When he took the cloth apart and hurt the ulcerated wound on his leg, he frowned slightly: "how did you get this injury?"

"I was stabbed by a wild boar's fangs when I went hunting, but I didn't get well after taking the medicine. The wound is getting worse and worse." The man said, looking at the wound on his leg, the heart is also worried: "master, can I still cure this injury?"

Seeing that the wound was festering and purulent, the wound was red, swollen and purplish. Because of the wound, even the feet became red, swollen and purplish. This situation did not seem to be a common trauma. He could not help looking at Tang Ning and asking, "master, how should I treat this injury?"

When the man saw this, he could not help looking at the young monk in Qingyi. He was surprised that such a small monk was still the young monk's master.

"What do you think should be done?" Downing asked, not immediately telling him how to treat.

He thought for a moment and said, "clean the wound, and then apply the medicine?"

"His wound is relatively serious, simple cleaning the wound can not completely clean his wound, you should first clean the wound, with a fire roasted knife to scrape all the ulcerated skin and flesh on his wound, squeeze out the pus blood of the wound until there is no pus blood, and then sprinkle anti-inflammatory medicine on the wound, and then apply the powder of myogenic repair."

Tang Ning sat there and said, with no intention of doing anything. He just told him how to deal with the injury and let him learn by himself.

Hearing his words, Qi Baihe was stunned. He didn't expect that there were so many ways to clean up the wound. He immediately responded and began to deal with it.

Song Tianyou helps to get clear water and clean cloth. Then he looks at it. The master said that even if he didn't learn medicine, he still had to learn how to deal with the simple dressing of wounds, so he was asked to watch, listen and learn more.

Tang Ning watched Qi Baihe do what she said one by one. However, when she saw him squeeze out the pus blood and clean the wound to prepare the medicine, she immediately opened her mouth and called: "wait a minute!"