The widowed sister-in-law is embarrassed, she criticizes the villain like he only wants to be a love

Yan Shu didn't speak, just held him quietly, as if comforting a little beast that was out of control, patting his back gently.

At this time, she noticed a large amount of blood oozing from Jiang Ci's right arm, and immediately frowned.

"Aci, your arm is injured and you still dare to act nonsense. Get off me quickly and let me see how the wound is."

Jiang Ci ignored her, holding her slim waist and refusing to let go.

"It's just a small injury. It's nothing compared to the pain in my heart."

Yan Shu was helpless.

"What kind of hurt are you feeling in your heart?"

Jiang Ci raised his head and looked at her aggrievedly: "I feel uncomfortable when I think of other men always thinking about my tenderness."

Yan Shu rubbed his messy long hair as if comforting a big dog.

"Okay, okay, no one can take me away from you. You're bleeding a lot. Sit up first and I'll treat your wounds."

After being comforted by Yan Shu, Jiang Ci reluctantly got up from her body. Yan Shu also got up and got out of bed and took out the medicine box from the space.

When he looked up again, he found that Jiang Ci had taken off his shirt...

With his fair and lean body so clearly exposed in front of his eyes, Yan Shu couldn't help but admire in his heart, those clearly defined muscle lines were so perfect. His cheeks and neck were stained with a few drops of bright red blood, and a few strands were scattered on his forehead. Broken hair gives people a broken beauty that wants to bully him.

Some thoughts flashed through Yan Shu's mind. It would be a pity that such a good man would take advantage of other women in the future.

Seeing Yan Shu's eyes falling on his naked body, Jiang Ci's lips curled up slightly.

"Jiaojiao like to watch?"

Yan Shu nodded subconsciously, and when she met Jiang Ci's teasing gaze, she yelled in her heart that beauty is misleading.

"Ahem, as a doctor, you need to observe the patient's physical condition first. Hearing, hearing, and questioning are indispensable. Well...at present, it seems that you only injured your arm, so you don't need to take off your shirt."

Although the two often slept together, and their skin would touch each other when their love was intense, the room was dark at that time. I wonder if Jiang Ci could see clearly, but she couldn't see anything, so even if she blushed, her heartbeat would not move. The guilty feeling of being spied upon.

At this time, Jiang Ci discovered that she was lusting after his body, and her guilt was written all over her face.

Jiang Ci smiled and said, "I was thinking of asking you to help me check, but there are other injuries."

Yan Shu:......

Is there any trauma? Do you, the client, feel it?

Yan Shu ignored him, prepared disinfectant and spiritual spring water and began to help him treat the knife wound on his arm.

The wound was not deep, and it was quickly treated after disinfecting and applying trauma medicine.

"How was the battle just now?"

Jiang Ci glanced at the gauze wrapped around his arm and said in a deep voice: "The King of Qi was defeated miserably. More than half of the more than 30,000 soldiers he brought with him were killed or injured. I originally wanted to capture him alive, but this man was very cunning. He abandoned his helmet when the Northern Hebei Army arrived. A escaped, but capturing the two most capable lieutenants around him is a gain. By the way, Cui Yuanzhang and his son were also captured today. What do you want Jiaojiao to do with them? "

Yan Shu pondered for a moment: "Cui Yuanzhang has assassinated Mr. Cui many times, so let's hand them over to Mr. Cui."

Jiang Ci nodded. Cui Yuanzhang and his son were of no use in his hands. If they were handed over to Mr. Cui, they could still sell him a favor.

Yan Shu said: "The morale of King Qi will be greatly affected by this disastrous defeat. Ah Ci, this is a good time to take advantage of his illness and kill him!"

"Well, that's what I'm planning on doing."

Yan Shu saw that Jiang Ci already had a countermeasure and stopped asking any more questions. She was more concerned about the situation of the injured soldiers at the moment, so after taking a short rest, she and Jiang Ci left the camp together.

Although this war ended in a disastrous defeat for King Qi, Jiang Ci's losses were not small. In addition to the soldiers who died in the battle, there were currently hundreds of seriously injured soldiers in need of emergency treatment.

Several military doctors and several medicine boys in the military camp were very busy. Yan Wu, Huan Ying, and the shadow guards were also here to help.

As soon as Yan Shu walked nearby, she heard painful wails coming from the tents. She looked around and saw that there were more than 20 soldiers waiting for treatment in each tent. Some people were in severe pain and their bodies were curled up. The ground continued to tremble, and some people gritted their teeth and held on to prevent themselves from falling, fearing that they would never wake up after closing their eyes. The surroundings were filled with a strong smell of blood. After Yan Shu withdrew his gaze, he called several military doctors. before.

"Everyone, the soldiers in each camp have different injuries. We have a limited number of doctors accompanying the army. We must prioritize when treating patients."

In this case, time is equal to life. Some people are seriously injured and cannot be delayed for long, while some patients with minor injuries can grit their teeth and hold on for a few hours. In this case, it is necessary to treat patients with more serious injuries and those with less serious injuries. Separate them so that the doctor will not miss the best time for treatment.

A doctor asked: "Madam, is there any good idea?"

Yan Shu looked at the people present: "Separate the patients as soon as possible. The ten camps to the east will all contain soldiers with serious illnesses, and the camps to the north will contain soldiers with relatively mild illnesses. Doctor Wang, Doctor Li, you two I will be responsible for the patients in the east camp, and the other two doctors will be responsible for the patients in the north camp. In addition, I brought some homemade trauma medicine, which is very effective in stopping bleeding and reducing inflammation. Everyone came and took the medicine and gave it to the patients as soon as possible. "

Yan Wu placed the bamboo basket on his back on the ground. It contained the trauma medicine that Yan Shu had recently developed.

Several doctors had heard that Yan Shu was proficient in medical skills. Although they had doubts about her ability, after all, she was a person valued by the master, and they did not dare to show their contempt.

Jiang Ci stood outside the camp and immediately ordered several subordinates around him after listening to Yan Shu's suggestion.

"Follow the arrangements Ashu said."

"Yes!"

Soon, hundreds of wounded soldiers divided the area.

Yan Shu led two doctors to treat the soldiers who were in serious condition. Many of them had dozens of stab wounds on their bodies, and even had their hands and feet broken off and their faces were disfigured. Every patient looked miserable. It was difficult to stop bleeding, reduce inflammation, and suture these patients. It needs to be used. Although Dr. Wang and Dr. Li have good medical skills, they only know traditional Chinese medicine. What they can do now is to use trauma medicine to help the soldiers treat the wounds as quickly as possible to stop bleeding. Those knife wounds that hurt the vital parts must be sutured and treated. Yan Shu needs to do it himself.

When they saw Yan Shu taking out the surgical knife and needle and thread from the medicine box, both of them showed surprised expressions.

"Miss Yan, what are you doing?"

Yan Shu focused on the patient's wounds: "The wounds on these people are too deep. In today's hot weather, if they are not sutured in time, it is easy to cause infection. By then, Immortal Da Luo may not be able to save them."

Doctor Wang was the first to react: "You mean to use needles and threads to suture the wound? This...is this possible?"

"To be honest, madam, I have never heard of using needles and threads to sew wounds."

"Since you haven't seen it before, you should take a look first and then talk about it."

Yan Shu didn't want to explain too much, so he asked Yan Wu to drink Mafei San for the soldiers who were about to suture. After the patient fell into a coma, she began to perform the operation.

Seeing Yan Shu's skillful sword action, neither of them dared to blink.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yan Shu finished sewing the two fatal knives on the soldier's body. Doctor Wang nervously put his finger on the tip of the soldier's nose. The unconscious soldier was still breathing?

Yan Shu said: "After the wound is sutured, the patient needs to be observed for twelve hours. During this period, special attention must be paid to whether the patient has symptoms of high fever. Okay, let's change to the next one."

Seeing with their own eyes that suturing can really save lives, Dr. Wang and Dr. Li also relieved their doubts and started working with Yan Shu.

Yan Shu did not dare to stop for a moment. If he squeezed out an extra quarter of an hour, he might have saved a life. He tirelessly repeated the operation. After a day and night of hard work, the life of the soldier in the serious ward was finally saved.