The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 297

[Chapter 297 The Second Surgery]

As soon as these words came out, the entire dungeon fell silent.

Several factory guards stopped talking and looked at the person who spoke, Bian Chi.

Dr. Yan also looked at Bianchi and frowned slightly.

The impression Bian Chi left on him was that of a studious student at best. Whether he could practice medicine was still a question.

The prisoner in front of him was obviously hopeless, and he was still talking shamelessly.

The good impression Bianchi left on him in the past two days disappeared almost in an instant.

However, Bianchi didn’t pay attention to Doctor Yan’s expression. Instead, he walked to the prisoner’s side, squatted down, observed carefully for a moment, and said: “The bugs in this man’s body have not yet penetrated deep into the bone marrow. As long as he is infected with the bugs, If you cut off the part and use specific herbs, you will have a chance to recover.”

Several factory guards had doubts on their faces when they heard this.

This young man looked like the little medicine boy next to Yan Yuyi. Yan Yuyi had already said that there was no cure, so what could he do?

Moreover

, even when they saw the injuries on this man’s body, they found them a bit shocking. If they cut off the parts of his body that were infected with diseases and insects, would there be any way to survive?

On the side, Dr. Yan listened and thought that this young man was just messing around. He frowned slightly and shouted softly: “Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand. Young man, the most important thing is to learn more, watch more and listen more.” .

Instead of trying to show off.”

When Bianchi heard these words, he did not refute them. Instead, he looked at Yan Yuyi with a firm look on his face and said, “I have met someone who was more seriously injured than him before. A person, after cutting off the parts of his body that were infected with diseases and insects, has not returned to his previous health level, but he has survived.

This person is still in the junior hospital. If the seniors don’t believe it, you can go and take a look. “

When Yan Yuyi heard this explanation, his brows furrowed even deeper, but he didn’t say anything.

Because he has never tried this method himself, he doesn’t know if it is feasible. It

just

feels a little creepy to cut off the flesh from a person while he is still alive.

For a moment, even the experienced man couldn’t make up his mind whether he should believe what Bianchi said.

Seeing this, Bianchi continued to persuade: “Even if it fails, what’s the matter?

If this person’s current injury is not treated, I’m afraid he won’t survive today.

If it succeeds, it will be equivalent to pulling him back from the underworld. If he fails, , It’s just the original result.

In that case, why not give it a try?” After hearing this,

Yan

Yuyi’s brows relaxed slightly and he said softly: “How sure are you?”

Knowing that he had agreed to her request, I felt much more relaxed. After thinking about it, I replied: “If Master Fang is by my side, there is a 50% chance.

If I perform the surgery alone, there is about a 30% chance.”

“Fang Teacher?”

Doctor Yan had a look of confusion on his face.

Master Fang is obviously an honorific.

There seems to be no imperial doctor named Fang in the Imperial Medical Office.

It seems that before he came to the Imperial Medical Office, there was indeed an imperial physician named Fang. Could it be that this Bianchi was a disciple of that imperial physician Fang?

Thinking of this, he felt relieved and didn’t ask any more questions.

Beside him, the factory guard seemed to have gained hope at this moment, and asked: “I wonder what this master needs us to prepare?”

Bianchi raised his eyes, looked at the man, and listed them one by one: “I need a clean room. A room, a sharp knife, enough hot water, and enough clean gauze.”

After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something, and then added: “We also need a bold and careful helper.”

Several factory guards listened. , looked at each other, and hurriedly prepared things.

For these factory guards, the most indispensable thing is sharp blades, gauze and brave and careful people.

In comparison, the most difficult thing is a clean house.

However, when it comes to names, each of these factory guards moved extremely quickly, and soon they vacated a tidy room.

Using a simple stretcher, they worked together to carry the prisoner into the prepared room.

Bianchi took a deep breath, looked at the guards, nodded at two of them, and said, “Come in with me.”

The two factory guards nodded without any hesitation and followed him in.

Seeing this, Yan Yuyi hesitated for a moment, and finally said, “Can you let me follow you in?”

Bianchi thought for a while.

Dr. Yan Yu is a master of medical skills. No matter what, when faced with some problems, he is always more experienced than himself.

Moreover, one of the very important purposes of entering the Imperial Medical Office was to promote this surgical method.

Wouldn’t it be the best promotion if Yan Yu could learn the alchemist’s surgical methods?

It would be much easier for this surgical method to be popularized all over the world if Dr. Yan had all the help.

Thinking of this, Bianchi nodded slightly and replied: “Of course.”

After saying that, he walked into the house.

Two factory guards followed, and finally Yan Yuyi.

The originally tidy house looked dirty and messy because of the presence of this prisoner.

A putrid smell filled the air.

Even the two factory guards frowned subconsciously, not to mention Yan Yuyi, who directly covered his mouth and nose.

But Bianchi seemed to be used to it. He walked to the bed with an expressionless face and ordered the factory guard beside him: “Use hot water to clean the wounds on his body and the areas around the wounds.”

When the factory guard heard this, Suddenly I felt like my whole body was getting worse.

But he didn’t say much, and silently followed his instructions and took action.

In any case, they are the guards beside the emperor, the best among the pro-army and the six prison guards. They quickly adapted to this environment and became more agile in their movements.

After a while, he followed Bianchi’s instructions and completed the action much faster than the little medicine boy at the beginning.

Seeing this, Bianchi became more confident about this operation, stretched out his hand and said: “Knife.”

After hearing this, another factory guard quickly handed him the sharp dagger on the side.

Bianchi held the dagger in his hand and looked intently at the most severely infected part of the wound. He found the right spot and without saying a word, he made a sharp strike.

Yan Yuyi was frightened as he watched the scene.

I kept reading the medical book silently in my mind before suppressing the urge to turn around and leave.

In fact, as an imperial doctor, he has seen this kind of thing before.

This is especially true when diagnosing diseases with Dr. Liu Yu, who is good at acupuncture.

However, compared to Liu Yuyi, Bian Chi was simpler and rougher.

His movements didn’t resemble that of a doctor at all, but rather that of a knight.

With one stab, blood flowed like a stream.

At this time, Bianchi’s slightly anxious voice was heard: “Quick, gauze, press the wound just now, make sure not to let it continue to bleed.”

(End of Chapter)