The clan leader wavered.
On the one hand, he only hoped that Zhao Jing could concentrate on his studies and not get involved in these matters.
On the other hand, he couldn't leave his clansmen in the lurch.
Seeing that the clan leader was wavering, Zhao Jing struck while the iron was hot and said,""Clan Leader, I read a medical book a while ago and it can be considered as a small gain. Anyway, the ox cart hasn't arrived yet.”
"Why don't you let me take a look during this period of time? It's better than waiting here.”
After Zhao Jing finished speaking, Zhao Youzheng was still thinking when Zhao Xianwu's wife, Ah Hui, ran over.
With a thud, she knelt in front of the clan leader and begged,"Chief, Little Jing is a scholar. He knows a lot of things, so let him try.”
"If anything really happened, this is fate. We won't blame him."
Zhao Youzheng let out a long sigh and said,"Forget it, you've grown up. Go in and take a look."”
Zhao Jing nodded and followed Zhao Xianwu's wife inside.
Inside, Zhao Xianwu's parents were looking at Zhao Xianwu. The grief on their faces made Zhao Jing unable to bear to look at them.
Zhao Jinghe and the others nodded slightly and began to observe Zhao Xianwu's injuries.
The cloth wrapped around the wound was already dyed red with blood.
Zhao Xianwu's father changed the cloth and pressed it on the wound again.
Zhao Xianwu's consciousness was already a little blurry due to the loss of blood.
Zhao Jing took a look and felt that he could give it a try.
Although he wasn't very proficient in medicine, he still knew how to perform emergency treatment.
In ancient times, when one was injured, they would basically apply some medicine, then bandage it, and then let it recover.
If the bleeding could be stopped and the wound healed, then there was a chance of recovery.
Once the bleeding couldn't be stopped, they would basically be waiting for death.
Zhao Jing wondered if he could try to suture the wound first, considering the risk of infection.
After all, if he did not stop the bleeding now, looking at Zhao Xianwu's condition, there would not even be a chance for his wound to get infected.
"Sister Ah Hui, I want to try and see if I can save Brother Xianwu.”
"Try it!" Ah Hui quickly said. Sister Ah Hui won't blame you. Just try.”
When Zhao Xianwu's parents heard this, they did not care about anything else and wanted to kowtow to Zhao Jing so that he could try to save their son.
In their opinion, Zhao Jing was a scholar and definitely knew more than them.
Perhaps Zhao Jing really had a way to save their son.
Zhao Jing nodded and instructed Zhao Xianwu's family to prepare some things.
When everything was ready, he asked everyone to leave, leaving him alone in the room.
Zhao Xianwu's parents were outside the door. They said anxiously,"Can Little Jing do it?"
Zhao Xianwu's wife said,"Awu is in such a situation, but Xiao Jing is still willing to save him. He must have his considerations."”
"I only hope that our Awu is lucky enough to survive this calamity.”
"In this way, in the future, even if I have to work for Zhao Jing's family, I will repay his kindness.”
......
Inside the door, Zhao Jing was putting on a needle and thread that had been boiled in boiling water. He then used a boiled wet cloth to wipe Zhao Xianwu's abdomen.
Zhao Jing didn't care anymore since he couldn't wipe the blood off his abdomen.
He held the thick needle, calmed his mind, and began to save her.
Soon, a large pile of cloth dyed red was piled up on the ground. Zhao Jing's forehead was covered in sweat.
This needle was not a surgical needle, so it was not easy to use force.
Every time Zhao Jing inserted the needle, he had to spend a lot of effort.
Moreover, because it was his first time doing such a thing, Zhao Jing couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Zhao Jing was extremely tense and focused when he first started sewing.
Actually, this kind of feeling was really not very good.
After a while, his hand that was holding the needle was already trembling slightly.
Fortunately, Zhao Xianwu fainted from the pain not long after he injected the needle.
Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand the pain.
Finally, a crooked suture appeared on Zhao Xianwu's abdomen.
Zhao Jing wiped the blood off him a few more times, then sprinkled the cheap medicinal powder that Zhao Xianwu had prepared at home.
As everyone waited anxiously, the door finally opened.
Zhao Jing walked out with blood on his hands and sweat all over his forehead.
"The bleeding has temporarily stopped."
"But we still have to let the doctor take a look and prescribe some medicine to prevent the wound from getting infected.”
"Has the bleeding stopped?"
When Zhao Xianwu's parents heard this, they ran into the room in disbelief.
The first thing they saw was a pile of blood-stained cloth on the ground, which made their hearts jump to their throats.
However, when he saw the person on the bed, his chest was still heaving slightly.
They walked over to take a look. Although the cloth on the wound was almost soaked in blood, it was indeed not bleeding as badly as before.
"It really stopped!"
Zhao Xianwu's mother put her palms together and said,""May the gods bless us."
At this moment, the ox cart finally returned from the fields.
The clan leader arranged for people to carry Zhao Xianwu directly onto the car with a bed board. The wound was heavily wrapped with a clean cloth.
Before he left, the Clan Leader said to Zhao Jing,""Let's go back first."
"I'll send someone to inform you as soon as I have news.”
After the clan leader finished speaking, he led his men onto the ox cart and left.
Zhao Jing heaved a sigh of relief after they left.
If Zhao Xianwu's wound was really infected, then under such conditions, Zhao Jing would be helpless.
He could only hope that he was lucky enough to survive.
The crowd, who had almost witnessed the life and death parting, slowly dispersed with complicated feelings.
Zhao Jing looked at the sky and thought of the little girl working in the fields. He quickly returned home.
Sometimes, when one was too focused, they would fall into a state of nervous excitement.
The stitches just now had consumed a lot of Zhao Jing's strength, but it had also excited his nerves.
His brain was too active right now and he could not read at all.
Zhao Jing quickly walked home and poured himself a bowl of water.
After he finished drinking, he sat on the chair and thought for a while. He decided to go to the field to look for the little girl.
Although the wild boar had returned to the mountain and was not in that position, Zhao Jing was still a little worried.
When they arrived at the field, they saw a little girl with a lot of grass on her head. She was covered in sweat as she hugged a large bundle of wheat and piled it on the side.
Seeing Zhao Jing, Lin Anan quickly wiped her face with her sleeve and said with concern,""Husband, why are you here? Are you hungry?”
"Wait a minute. I'll go back and cook after I pack these things up.”
Zhao Jing nodded and smiled at her.""There's no hurry."
"I'll wait for you here."
The little girl quickly finished what she was doing and washed her hands in the canal. Then, she stepped on the ridge and climbed up.
Stepping on her tattered grass shoes, Lin Anan had no idea what Zhao Jing had just done, but she could sense that something was wrong with her husband.
Therefore, she endured her shyness and wiped her hands on her clothes before holding her husband's hand.
"Let's go."
Zhao Jing walked behind her. He saw the grass on the little girl's head, but he didn't reach out to help her.
This little girl made him feel very real.
It also allowed his tense nerves to slowly relax.
However, after a few steps, Lin Anan cried out in surprise and stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Jing looked down and saw the little girl's straw sandals stuck in the mud.
She had done a lot of things over the past few days, but she had forgotten to weave a new pair of straw sandals for herself.
She exerted force and her feet came out, but her shoes were left in the soil.
At this moment, a little foot that was stained with mud but still appeared white was exposed. That little foot even moved restlessly because of embarrassment.
"I, I'll just find some grass and tie it up.”
Lin Anan let go and picked up the shoes. She pulled some grass from the roadside and tied them up.
"Alright, alright."
Lin Anan was so embarrassed that her ears turned red.
Zhao Jing chuckled and felt that his mood had improved a lot.
"Can you walk?" he asked gently.
Lin Anan nodded. She wiped her hands on her clothes and held Zhao Jing's hand again.
As she walked, she whispered with her red ears,""Husband, what do you want to eat for lunch?"
"Let's stir-fry some wild vegetables," Zhao Jing said with a smile.”
"How about mixing it with our Anan's signature cucumber?”
"Alright,"
Lin Anan answered quickly," I'll do it when I get home. It'll be quick."”
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