He learned boxing in the morning and medicine in the afternoon.
This had already become Chu Yiming's daily routine in Baozhilin. Therefore, after wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chu Yiming put on his clothes and went to the medicine hall to learn Chinese medicine from Huang Feihong.
However, not long after learning from Huang Feihong, the system's mechanical notification suddenly sounded in Chu Yiming's mind.
" System Notification: Side mission activated. Rescue Uncle Nine, who was injured by a foreign gun. 500 system points will be awarded upon completion of the mission.”
F * ck, there's actually a side mission?
Chu Yiming was stunned at first, but then he remembered that the matter of Ninth Uncle being shot by a foreign gun should be something that was about to happen in the movie Huang Feihong.
However, just as Chu Yiming was thinking about this, a hurried cry for help came from outside!
"Master Huang, Master Huang, help!”
"Not good, Master, someone is injured!”
"Not good, something happened!" Huang Feihong was the first to hear the cry for help from outside. He rushed out of the pharmacy with a whoosh.
Chu Yiming turned around and hurriedly followed Huang Feihong out.
When Chu Yiming ran to the healing room in the front hall, he saw that the entire healing room was surrounded by people. At the same time, there was an injured old man lying on the hospital bed. This old man should be Ninth Uncle, the vegetable seller.
Seeing Ninth Uncle clutching his stomach with a pained expression and blood flowing out from between his fingers, Chu Yiming stood beside Huang Feihong and said anxiously,"Master, Ninth Uncle was injured by a foreigner's gun. We have to take out the bullet quickly, or Ninth Uncle will be in danger!”
"A foreign gun?" Huang Feihong was stunned. He was good at treating bruises and injuries, but this was the first time he had seen a foreign gun wound.
Seeing Huang Feihong stunned, Chu Yiming smiled and said again,"Master, why don't I do it? I've done this kind of surgery before!”
"Oh? Little Chu, have you treated this kind of foreign gunshot wound before?" Huang Feihong was slightly taken aback as he asked.
He definitely had not been treated before. It was impossible for him to be treated in this lifetime.
But I've seen people treat gunshot wounds on TV. Just take out the bullet like they do on TV!
Chu Yiming chuckled and said to Huang Feihong,"Yes, Master. Actually, what people who are shot by foreign guns are most afraid of is not the bullet staying in the body, but the shock wave when the bullet enters the body will hurt the arteries and organs of the human body. Of course, it is not good for the bullet to stay in the body. It may press close to the nerves and easily infect the injured.”
Chu Yiming explained to Huang Feihong some of the things he had read about treating gunshot wounds in the real world, leaving Huang Feihong stunned.
Hearing Chu Yiming's logical explanation, Huang Feihong thought for a moment and said,"Alright, then I'll let you treat him. Hurry up.”
"Yes, Master!" Chu Yiming was slightly happy in his heart. Then, he began to prepare to treat Ninth Uncle's gunshot wound.
At the same time, outside the healing room, some disciples of the militia were gathered at the door and window. They looked at Chu Yiming, who was wearing medical gloves, a mask, and a scalpel in his hand, and discussed animatedly,
"Why isn't it Master Huang? He actually let this little kid treat him. Can this little kid do it?”
"Yeah, this is a fatal injury. Why didn't Master Huang do it himself?”
"What do you know? Do you know who that person is?”
"Isn't he Master Huang's disciple? I remember that he has only been here for a month, right? Could his medical skills be better than Master Huang's?”
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Chu Yiming ignored the discussion of his brothers. He only focused on disinfecting all the medical equipment. Then, he took out a bottle of yellow wine and smeared a large area on Ninth Uncle's injured area. Finally, he picked up a sharp scalpel and cut open Ninth Uncle's injured area.
Huang Feihong stood at the side and asked anxiously,""Little Chu, how is it?"
Chu Yiming glanced at Ninth Uncle's wound and said to Huang Feihong,"It's fine, Master. Fortunately, this shot didn't hit a vital part, and it's only a Mauser's bullet, so the injury isn't very serious. I'll take out the bullet later and stitch up his wound to disinfect it to prevent the infection. Then, I'll apply your medicine for wounds. He should be fine after resting for more than ten days.”
Hearing this, Huang Feihong could not help but heave a sigh of relief."That's good, that's good!"
"Master! Master!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside. Huang Feihong raised his eyebrows and said to the two apprentices beside him,"It's Shirong. The two of you, go and help him open the middle door.”
After hearing Huang Feihong's words, the corners of Chu Yiming's mouth curled up into a smile under the mask. He had no choice. When he thought about how his eldest senior brother, Pork Rong, had smashed three of the doors of Baozhi Forest during the time he had been here, Chu Yiming always wanted to laugh.
After laughing, Chu Yiming focused his attention again. He picked up the tweezers and opened Ninth Uncle's wound. Then, he took out the bullet that was stuck in his flesh.
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