The others also came to a realization and looked at Song Yuan with a bad expression.
She had thought that his calm expression meant that he was very confident in his treatment, but now, it was obvious that he was fooling around!
Who would pour wine on a wound?
Song Yuan chuckled." I'm saving his life. I'm not using white wine, but medical alcohol. After the alcohol is poured on the wound, it can prevent the festering and fever, greatly increasing the chances of treatment."”
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The wine could prevent the wound from festering?
They had never heard of this before.
"Then why did someone pour Qin wine on his wounds and accelerate the speed of death?" Brother Zheng asked in confusion.”
This was also the doubt of the others. Otherwise, they would not be so excited.
Song Yuan couldn't help but laugh." I told you that this is medical alcohol. The alcohol content is higher than white wine. Not to mention the low alcohol content of Qin wine, there are also many impurities in it. Of course, it will hurt people.”
The others still didn't quite understand.
At this moment, Meng Yi, who had been silent all this while, spoke up,"It seems to be working. I don't feel the itch at all!”
Everyone was stunned. They looked at Meng Yi's wound, but there was no change.
Song Yuan smiled in his heart. Things like bacteria and viruses were completely invisible to the naked eye, so they naturally could not see anything.
However, now was not the time to explain. The wound was exposed to the air, and it would get infected sooner or later. He needed to bandage it as soon as possible.
Song Yuan immediately took out some tools from his bag and said,"Make way, I need to treat his wound.”
Brother Zheng and the others could only move aside. Since Meng Yi said that there was no problem, they still chose to believe Song Yuan.
However, when they saw Song Yuan take out a needle and thread, they were puzzled. Meng Tian asked,""Song Yuan, what is this?"
Song Yuan replied," This is a medical bandage. Ji Qing's wound is quite deep. If it's just bandaged, it will take a long time to heal. If it's sutured, it will heal in about a month."”
"Are you sure there's no problem?" Brother Zheng asked after a moment of silence.”
Song Yuan smiled." Of course not. You might not believe me, but even if someone has a brain disease, I can open their skull and treat them."”
He wasn't bragging. With the " Modern Medicine " that he had obtained from the system's lucky draw, and the " Complete Medical Equipment " that came with the reward, there was no problem for him to perform a craniotomy.
Everyone did not know and could not help but be shocked. They felt a little scared and their scalps went numb.
Song Yuan actually said that he dared to open someone else's head?
And it's for treatment?
Wang Jian cried out involuntarily," Wouldn't his life be gone if his head is opened? How can he treat his illness?"”
Song Yuan did not explain. He said,"Don't worry about this for now. Ji Qing's wound is more important!”
"That's right, Mr. Song, you can do it. I'm ready!" Meng Yi said.”
Without needing Song Yuan to say anything, he knew that Song Yuan was going to pierce through the skin and suture it when he saw the needle and thread.
With the lesson of being drenched in alcohol, Meng Yi bit his clothes tightly. His face was determined, as if he was about to die.
When Song Yuan saw this, he held his breath and focused his attention as he began to quickly suture the wound.
"Oh!"
An intense pain assaulted him. Even though Meng Yi was prepared, he could not help but grunt coldly. Cold sweat broke out on his head.
When the others saw this, they were also a little terrified. This method of treating wounds was really too advanced.
Meng Tian looked at her brother's bitter face and turned her head away.
Fortunately, Song Yuan was skilled and completed the suture in a short while. He quickly took out the hemostatic medicine and applied it on the suture. Then, he took out the gauze and wrapped it around the wound.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Yi's wound was treated.
Success.
Song Yuan exhaled and wiped his sweat."Alright, the wound has been treated. During this period of time, don't let the wound come into contact with water, and don't do any strenuous exercise to prevent the suture from tearing.”
Everyone was still in a daze.
When Brother Zheng heard Song Yuan's words, he asked,"Ji Qing, how do you feel?"
Meng Yi was quick-witted and said in disbelief,"Master, my wound feels numb and cool. It doesn't hurt that much anymore. I feel like I'll be fine soon!”
As the saying goes, a long illness makes a good doctor.
Martial artists were often injured, so Meng Yi naturally had a more accurate grasp of his injuries.
Hearing this, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
He was even more shocked in his heart. Song Yuan's treatment method was indeed superb, but it was a little unique and beyond his imagination.
However, it was very useful!
Brother Zheng clearly knew that such a wound could be treated in a few moves. If it was used on the battlefield, it would save the lives of many soldiers!
However, there were some things that couldn't be said here. Brother Zheng said,"We're done touring the village. Let's go back and rest!”
Wang Jian, Li Si, and the Meng brothers had no meaning. With such a sudden situation, they were no longer in the mood to continue strolling.
When Song Yuan saw this, he knew that they might have something to discuss. He also had to get the cement out as soon as possible, so he said,"In that case, I'll return to the manor lord's manor first. If anyone has any problems, you can come and find me.”
Song Yuan left.
"Let's talk when we get back!" Brother Zheng waved his hand.”
He returned to the courtyard that Song Yuan had arranged for him.
"What do you think, dear ministers?" Brother Zheng immediately asked.”
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