The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

Chapter 822 Let Xiao Er be weak for a while

"No, I won't saw it." Qiuxiang suddenly spoke, and pulled the corner of Yan Yu's clothes to show her what she was holding tightly in her hand.

Silvery white metallic luster.

Yan Yu was slightly stunned.

It is a very small piece of steel plate.

Qiu Xiang whispered seriously: "Use it to fix it."

Yan Yu understood instantly.

You are going to add steel plates to the injured soldier’s legs!

The idea was fine, but, if she was not mistaken, this small piece of steel plate was flat and a little too big for fixing.

Qiuxiang moved her feet like a worm in her stomach, using her body to block other people's sight.

Only Yan Yu was shown how to break a steel plate with bare hands!
Not only can it be bent smaller, but it can also be bent into a perfectly fitting arc.

Yan Yu’s eyes widened.

Broader and wider!

Qiuxiang, you have such unique skills, you are the god of orthopedics!

To be honest, Yan Yu felt a little regretful. When she customized Qiuxiang, she felt that with the medical level in this world, giving birth to a child was like taking a step into the gates of hell, so she chose to deliver the baby and gave up on bone setting.

I knew earlier...

Didn't know it earlier.

I couldn’t believe Qiuxiang was so good at basic first aid. If she really had some orthopedic knowledge, how strong would she be!
It’s the N+66th day of missing uncle.

"This doctor, the female doctor in my small camp said there is a way to cure him. We can't just saw off his leg without even trying it. All the wounded soldiers here are under my command. Since he is unconscious, this general will take it for him. I will bear any consequences."

"Qiuxiang." Yan Yu nodded heavily towards the person: "Let go and rescue her!"

Qiuxiang hurriedly asked people to pull a long cloth to surround the wounded soldier alone.

Yan Yu thought about it and went in.

Be a gate god, especially to stop the middle-aged medical officer who is extremely curious and keep him outside.

It's impossible to get past her.

Because he was also very curious, Yan Yu would sneak a peek from time to time.

Then Qiuxiang steamed it for herself first!

In fact, it is high temperature disinfection.

The whole person is smoking.

Then there are the various tools that are used.

Come all over again.

The water should be heated to high temperature and then cooled quickly.

Used to clean wounds.

The steel plate was sterilized while being fine-tuned.

After finding a suitable location to place the steel plate, the long steel plate that has been shaped is quickly and gently wrapped around the fractured area, and then the surrounding muscle texture is sutured in layers...

Yan Yu: I clearly watched the whole thing, but when I think back on it, all I can think about is Makkabaka!
There was only one thought in my mind.

Qiuxiang is my sister! My sister is awesome! My sister deserves to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!
In the field of emergency surgery, everyone in this world, yes everyone, can't compare to my sister Qiuxiang!
My sister Qiuxiang is the best rider in the world!
Seeing that the patient was about to wake up, Qiuxiang quickly injected some numbing medicine into his body.

Then, seeing that the patient's condition was stable, she disinfected all the tools again with high temperature and put them away.

Of course, he didn't forget to disinfect himself.

After doing this, Qiuxiang walked closer and reported the diagnosis in a low voice.

"Cutting fingers?" Yan Yu exclaimed softly.

There was a complicated look in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, I saved one person's leg but not the other person's hand.

Qiuxiang whispered the basis for her judgment.

It was not a wound caused by a knife or a weapon, but he was accidentally hit by a flint from the rebels, and he subconsciously grabbed it with his hand!
No matter the force of the thrown stone or the kerosene poured on the surface of the stone, this is not something that can be caught directly with the hands!
Some of the burns were severe.

Especially a few fingers.

According to Qiuxiang's calculations, if it is not removed, it will really become festered and the entire hand will be destroyed.

a long time.

Yan Yu said hoarsely, "Cut it."

She trusted Qiuxiang's judgment.

……

The medical officer who was guarding outside finally waited for someone to come out.

He rushed forward with big strides, unstoppable. He just kept looking and looking, wishing he could tear the wounded soldier to pieces.

The latter was under the influence of the numbing drug and fell into a very deep sleep.

Before he could determine whether the man's legs were saved, there was a commotion not far away. He glanced over casually, and was stunned at a glance.

Look again!

No dizziness!

That young lady, that female doctor, she, she, she, was sawing, no no, it was cutting, it would not be wrong to say chopping.

In short, he was very brave in cutting, with that force, that angle, and that pleasure.

Even the cold light flashing from the sharp blade looked so beautiful.

He approached quickly.

It's a burn!
With burns of this degree, none of them would be able to leave a wounded hand.

The correct solution is to saw it off at the wrist.

The burned flesh was peeled off.

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Cutting off the fingers and peeling off the bad flesh were done almost simultaneously.

The layman just watches the excitement, but the expert can see the tricks.

It's true, the more skilled you are, the bolder you are!

hiss!
Where did this female doctor come from?
It’s so amazing!
The middle-aged medical officer did not leave. Like all the doctors who had come into contact with Qiuxiang, he turned into a curious baby with a lot of questions in front and behind her.

Qiuxiang's setting is that she is destined not to be able to answer people's questions one by one.

The two of them worked together to do two sutures.

Speaking of cooperation, probably only the middle-aged medical officers were cooperating with all their strength.

Only then can I keep up with Qiuxiang's fast and good sewing speed.

Yan Yu followed silently behind and watched them treat the patients.

They would also help take care of the wounded and give them food and water when they were too busy.

Until nightfall.

Yan Huaiwen asked Kang Er to look for someone, and Yan Yu was shocked to realize that he had forgotten to eat.

A sudden feeling of hunger came over me.

My stomach felt like it was tied in a knot.

She took out the dried meat she had brought with her and tore the dry and hard meat strips with her teeth again and again.

Kang Er led the way in front, and Yan Yu followed behind with an unfocused look.

The former kept looking back at her worriedly.

Finally arrived at Yan Huaiwen's tent.

Kang Er glanced at the waiter who was still chewing the dried meat one by one and told him what he saw.

Yan Huaiwen looked over, worry flashing in his eyes.

"Waiter, have some porridge." Yan Huaiwen did not wake her up, but put the bowl of warm porridge in her hand.

Yan Yu took it obediently.

Put it to your mouth and swallow it in big gulps.

It seems like the body has its own consciousness. I just ate something dry and now I urgently need something liquid.

The bowl of porridge was empty, and Yan Yu unconsciously handed the empty bowl to the vague yet familiar person beside him.

Yan Huaiwen did not drink any more, but just looked at her quietly.

After a while.

Yan Yu's dazed eyes finally refocused.

See the people around you clearly.

He called out in a dry and pitiful voice: "Uncle!"

She sniffed, feeling a little aggrieved for some reason, but more than that, sad.

A layer of sparkling water waves quickly appeared in the distinct black and white eyes.

Yan Yu tried hard to hold back her tears.

hold back!
Hold it back!
This general will not cry!

We won the battle. The Yan family army had just arrived and established their prestige in the first battle!
We fought beautifully! The casualties of the border troops were minimal!
But the faces of the wounded soldiers, those faces that she had deliberately blurred, reappeared before her eyes as her weak tears faded away.

So clear!

everyone!
Yes, she remembers everyone clearly!

This year is probably not a good year for the otaku~
Halfway through lunch, I received a call from the teacher saying that the child was injured in the gym class and asked me and his father to pick him up.
I went to the hospital for a check-up and found out I had a broken bone!
I sprinted too hard in the 50-meter run, and the tendons stuck to the bones. When I pulled, a piece of the bone was pulled off and fell off...

The good news is that no surgery is required. It’s a very small piece and the doctor said it’s not necessary.

The bad news is that you need to rest for at least three months.
The otaku's mouth immediately started to blister~
Then, in panic, my son was sitting against the car door. I opened the door and he got hit. He cried in pain and blamed himself. He broke out in a sweat. When the cool breeze blew at night, his forehead felt cold.
According to my past experience, this is definitely a cold~
I still say that, I can't fall down~
I gave myself some medicine, and then typed quickly while under the effect of the medicine. There may be some typos, I won't point them out, you can help me find them.

Just now, as I was writing, I was wondering if I was being too literal. I wrote about a soldier with a fractured bone and a cut finger, but my son has a fractured ilium?
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It seems that I can no longer write about misery, I have to write about happiness~
2024, please pass by quickly~
2025 I warn you, if you are still this miserable, I will... no longer be friends with you, and will wait for you in anger in 2026! ! ! !