In the yard of Qingyun Temple, there was a middle-aged black-bearded Taoist with blood on his thighs. There was also an old Taoist priest who was a little older than him. He was throwing medicine into the wound on his leg, but he still couldn't stop the blood flow.

When Li Feng saw someone injured, he hurried forward to treat him: "I understand some medical skills and can help you-"

He kindly helped, but was yelled by another Taoist boy: "You can go cold, there is Taoist Sun here!"

I'll tell me to go cool, right? You little Taoist boy, speak quite steadily. However, Li Feng didn't know how many people who were more ill-behaved than the patient's family, so he didn't care at all. He bent down and checked his injured leg.

The old Taoist priest nodded at him, and then he devoted himself to the rescue with a serious expression.

"Rakshasa, go back and get my medicine box!" Li Feng ordered, and Rakshasa ran away.

Immediately, Li Feng pulled out the silk ribbon from his waist and pierced it at the base of the injured person's thigh, and explained in his mouth: "If the blood vessel is broken, the bleeding must be stopped first."

"Boy, don't move around. If you hurt my uncle, I will never forgive you!" The little Taoist yelled again. At a young age, he looked like he was only in his teens, but his voice was not small and his temper was not small.

Li Feng had no time to pay attention to him, put his hand into the wound, and soon found the broken blood vessel, and then pinched it hard. Although the tiny blood vessels around him were still bleeding, it was not serious for the time being.

"Ko'er is unreasonable!" The injured old Taoist looked pale, but he still scolded the little Taoist boy, then turned his eyes to Li Feng, "Thank you, little husband."

Now is not the time to be polite. Li Feng waved his hand and asked the old Taoist Heifeng to lie flat on the ground, and then asked the little Taoist boy to help him pull up his legs and try his best to let the blood flow back.

After a while, Rakshasa ran back with her medicine box on her back, panting like a cow, her toad's mouth opened, and only she was left there.

Then he took out a packet of Mafei Powder from the medicine box and rinsed it with wine for the injured person. After a while, the old Taoist Black-bearded fell asleep in a daze.

"Little Langjun, is this - but Ma Fei San?" Taoist Master Sun couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Li Feng nodded and ordered the little Taoist boy to boil water. Although the little Taoist boy was worried, he still stamped his feet and went obediently.

Li Feng opened the medicine box, first took out the cotton made of a white cloth and wiped his hands to disinfect it, then took out a small hemostatic forceps and skillfully clamped the main blood vessel. At this time, both hands can be completely freed.

This main blood vessel is relatively thick, so it is best to suture it. Li Feng was originally proficient in blood vessel suture, but it is still a bit difficult to complete the operation under such simple conditions.

"Young man, do you need to use needle thread?" The old Taoist priest's question came from his ear. Li Feng nodded. Of course, he knew that ancient Chinese medicine doctors actually did surgery, and they could even sew on their intestines. Do you believe this?

"The blood vessels you mentioned are too small, and the needles you need are afraid they are hard to find." The Taoist Master Sun sighed.

This is exactly what Li Feng is concerned about, so he can only try it for now. If it really doesn't work, he will ligate the blood vessels. Although the blood circulation of this leg will inevitably be poor in the future, it will eventually be able to keep the leg.

So I took out a smallest stitch from the medicine box, about two centimeters, and clamped it with tweezers, which should be able to penetrate the blood vessel wall.

Fortunately, I have been idle these days, so I have made some sheep intestinal threads and just use them as much as possible. The main reason is that the sheep intestinal threads can be absorbed without removing the threads.

"Little Langjun, I'll help you." Master Sun also cleaned his hands, and then followed the example. He also picked up the medicinal cotton and wiped his fingers, which helped Li Feng connect the two blood vessels. Fortunately, the wound was neat and there should be hope of sewing.

At this time, Li Feng's slight fucking was more tested. His fair hands were extremely stable. He manipulated the tweezers and used a sewing needle to pass through the blood vessels, sewing the first needle.

Then, tie the knot, cut the intestinal thread of the sheep, and continue to suture the next stitch. Once it enters the surgical state, Li Feng is fully focused, focused and completely immersed in it.

Everyone watching next to him was also very proud and did not dare to go out. The Taoist boy came back from boiling water and saw Li Feng's wonderful hands flexibly manipulating the small needles and threads. His original disdain had long been replaced by shock.

Nunu also covered her mouth with her little hands, and the strong smell of blood made her face pale, but she refused to leave. Her big eyes were always staring at her elder brother, as if she was exerting invisible power on her elder brother.

"Wipe sweat." Li Feng's voice was extremely calm, so calm that he did not have any emotional color. Once he entered the state of surgery, he seemed to have changed.

Yasha, who was guarding Nunu, was shocked, then rushed forward in a panic, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the fine sweat beads on Li Feng's forehead.

After accidentally glanced at the patient's injured leg, the flesh was rolled up and the flesh was blurred. Yasha felt his legs were weak and his body leaned back.

Fortunately, Rakshasa was prepared. Although he was so scared that his face was pale, he could at least stabilize Shen'er. He reached out to support Yasha, took her handkerchief, and stood beside Li Feng.

In this way, the main blood vessel was finally sutured one by one. Li Feng tried to loosen the hemostatic forceps, which was pretty good. In addition to the initial slight bleeding, it was quickly clamped by platelets.

At this point, Li Feng let out a breath and completed the most difficult step smoothly.

"Bite a towel in the patient's mouth. Next step I will use alcohol to clean the wound. This process will cause the patient to suffer a lot and may wake up." In this step, alcohol can only be used in debridement, and the conditions are limited.

The little Taoist boy stuffed a towel into his mouth as he said. Then Li Feng used the medicinal cotton to dip it in alcohol to clean the wound.

As soon as the alcohol was up, the old Taoist Heifeng subconsciously spasmed. However, the old Taoist Master Sun and the little Taoist boy pressed it, which did not affect Li Feng's operation. However, the old Taoist Heifeng's face turned white and red, and his facial features were twisted into a ball, which must have been extremely painful.

Finally, the suture of the wound is simpler than suturing blood vessels. Li Feng used the purchased mulberry bark thread, which has been around since ancient times and is relatively tough and has a good suture effect. Moreover, the mulberry bark thread can clear heat and detoxify and promote wound healing.

After some treatment, the wound that was still bloody and cumbersome just now were left with only a sewn gap and dense stitches. Li Feng wiped the wound with alcohol, took out the hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder and sprinkled it on it.

The outside was wrapped in a white cloth for a few times and the task was done. It was obvious that everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.

The black-bearded Taoist's expression gradually calmed down. He thanked Li Feng weakly: "Young man is very righteous and has a kind heart. Xie Hong is very grateful. Keer, thank you for your uncle."

Xie Hong, who sounded familiar, could not remember it for a moment. After the operation, he returned to his gentle and elegant appearance, but waved his hands repeatedly: "It's just a matter of raising hands, the Taoist priest doesn't have to be polite. I live in Longquan Village below, and I am also a close neighbor, so I should take care of each other."

However, the little Taoist boy was scheming and didn't care about Li Feng's feelings at all. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed him. Li Feng mixed with his hands. The little Taoist boy was younger than him, but he had divine power, and Li Feng could not shake the other party at all.

"I haven't gone to take the warm water yet, Taoist Master Sun and I will clean my hands." Li Feng simply sent him away again.

The little Taoist boy realized that asking him to boil water was just an excuse. But now his uncle is not in trouble and he is happy in his heart. How could he blame Li Feng?

At this time, the little Nunu came over, raised his little face, and looked at Li Feng with admiration: "Brother, you are so awesome!"

Although I praise my brother in this way in daily life, this time, Nunu felt that he was the hardest time to praise him.

Li Feng wanted to reach out and rub her little head, but his hands were covered in blood, so he had to give up. When the Taoist boy brought the hot water, he and the Taoist Master Sun cleaned their hands together.

Then I heard Master Sun say, "Young Master is so wonderful about medical skills. I don't know where to learn from? I am Sun Simiao, who has just had some unknown things, so I hope you can give me some advice."
Chapter completed!