Su Haoyi gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't I stay here to help!"

To be honest, she is indeed a little weak in her legs, and the situation in front of her is not much the same as a woman having a baby.

But she couldn't bear to go out just now.

Sima Lantai looked into her eyes and said, "Can you hold on?"

"I... do my best." Su said kindly and cautiously, she was not sure if she could hold on.

"Okay, go to the shelf in the west and bring the celadon bottle over." Sima Lantai said.

Su Haoyi quickly brought the porcelain bottle over, Sima Lantai took it, opened the bottle plug, and sprinkled the powder inside on the wound of the injured person.

The bleeding quickly stopped the bleeding. Su Haoyi was amazed and said that the medicine in Xianyuan Mountain is really extraordinary!

"Cut off his shirt." Sima Lantai ordered Mo Tong, then turned to Su Haoyi and said, "You go and boil water behind."

When Su Haoyi boiled the water and brought it to the copper basin, the man was still in a coma.

Sima Lantai first cleaned the skin around the wound, then sucked the dirty blood in the abdomen with cotton gauze, and carefully checked the wound inside. There were several stab wounds, but fortunately there was no direct fatal place.

Su Haoyi saw that he quickly and steadily sprinkled medicine powder on the wounds of the internal trauma. After it was absorbed, he applied it with glue as sticky as honey. The thing stuck the wound firmly and would never bleed again.

Then Sima Lantai returned the man's intestines to the position and used special needles and thread to suture the wound.

Su Haoyi's scalp was so angry that she knew that there was such a way to deal with trauma. Although it was beyond her cognition, she had to admit that this method was very effective.

Otherwise, when you get to the ordinary doctor, this person will have to wait for death.

At this time, the injured relatives and friends came in, watching the awakened person chanting Buddha's name and thanking him.

The woman knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Sima Lantai: "Young Master Lantai, you are a living Bodhisattva! Our family has passed down for five generations, and my husband died early. If my son had a good relationship, the Zhang family would not only be defeated, but I would not be ashamed to see the ancestors of the Zhang family when I died!"

Su Haoyi stepped forward and helped the woman up. Sima Lantai said, "After carrying the patient back, you need to rest for several months. You must not get out of bed in the first month, nor sit up. You only drink water in the first three days and don't eat, and then you can only drink light rice porridge. You can eat normally after a month. After a month, try to get out of bed slowly. Don't get water in the wound. I'll bring you some medicine back. I'll give you another three days, and it should be fine."

"Really...really? Can my son survive in this way?" The woman was still a little unbelievable.

"Because it is not a wound by iron tools, it is no big deal to deal with the wound." Sima Lantai nodded: "But the bedding and clothes should be cleaned. When cleaning, you must use hot water to scald the wound and the wound will not become purulent."

The woman burst into tears happily and took off the silver bracelet in her hand for medical treatment: "Young master, this is the most valuable thing in my family. I know it can't afford to live. If it's not enough, I'll go back and get it for you."

"No," Sima Lantai said: "You guys go back quickly."

The woman was a little stunned and wanted to say something else. Mo Tong smiled and said, "Auntie, our young master will not accept your medical fee. You can go slowly and don't bump the patient."

At this time, Sima Lantai had already gone to the room behind, and Su Haoyi guessed that he should go to clean and change his clothes.

Because Sima Lantai's white clothes were covered in blood, many places were stained with blood.

After those people left, Mo Tong fetched another basin of water and took two clean handkerchiefs to Su Haoyi: "Young Master Su, wash your hands! You will sit in front later, I'll clean up here."

Su Haoyi washed his hands and came to the front. At this time, the lights were already on, and the stars were dotted on the purple and blue sky.

When Sima Lantai came out again, she really changed into clean clothes, her hair was obviously tidy up, and she looked like a fairy.

Su Haoyixiang smiled and stepped forward, saying, "Young Master's medical skills are so magical, I really open my eyes."

After this incident, when she looked at Sima Lantai again, she always felt that there was a Buddha's light on his head, and people in the world prayed to Gods and Buddhas to save the suffering. But who has ever seen Gods and Buddhas appear?

But Sima Lantai is different. He can really save lives and relieve illness.

When Su Haoyi spoke, he saw a drop of dried blood as big as a grain of rice on the side of Sima Lantai's neck. She happened to hold the handkerchief she had just wiped her hand, so she said, "Young master, don't move, I'll wipe it for you."

Sima Lantai was one head higher than Su's kindness, so she had to tiptoe to reach it.

Because they were very close, Sima Lantai's breath hit her side face, causing Su Haoyi's hair to tremble slightly, like the tentacles of a butterfly twitching.

The small blood stain fell off as soon as Su Haoyi's hand was about to be pulled back, but Sima Lantai held it back.

Mo Tong just poked his head out of the inner room and retracted again in fear.

Su Haoyi was also shocked, but then he understood Sima Lantai's intentions.

It turned out that he was going to take his own pulse.

Seeing his serious look, Su Haoyi couldn't help but feel irritated. He thought it was because he had some terrible disease, otherwise how could he have the need for the young master of Lantai to take action?

"Young Master...I..." Su Haoyi wanted to say something, and Sima Lantai put down her hand and picked up the other one, so she had to shut up.

After finishing the diagnosis of the pulse, Sima Lantai said, "Have you not slept well recently?"

"...Hmm." Su nodded kindly.

"Do you feel bitter?" Sima Lantai asked again.

"I just got up in the morning, a little bit." Su replied with kindness.

"The eyes are a little swollen, right?" Sima Lantai asked with a sigh.

Su's good intentions were suffocated: "Young Master, what disease is this? Is there any need to be cured?"

"Don't be afraid, you're just rising in the fire." Sima Lantai said: "Get you a pack of tea I made myself and drink it every day. It will be fine in a few days."

Su Haoyi secretly laughed at himself for being too nervous, shook his head gently and said, "Thank you, my son. I'll leave in advance. I'll come to see you again next day."

At this time, Mo Tong had already brought Su Haoyi's fan, handed it over with both hands and said, "Young Master Su, this is your fan."

Su Haoyi thanked her and took it with both hands: "It's a good boy."

At a glance at Sima Lantai staring at the fan in his hand, Su Haoyi felt aroused in his heart and asked tentatively: "I wonder if this fan can reach the young master's eyes? If you like it, I'll give it to you."

This fan was given to her by Mr. Wu Ya. The one who painted the waning moon in the west building was very artistic. She also wrote two Tang poems: From then on, I have no intention of loving the good night, so I let him go down the bright moon in the west building.

"Okay." Sima Lantai immediately took it over. He actually didn't need a fan.
Chapter completed!