Malicious Medical Princess of the Marquis House

Two prescriptions, plus a note, were placed in front of Liu Zhao.

For the prescription, Liu Zhao only glanced at it.

His eyes are always on the attention.

Note 1, the gauze wrapping the wound, first put it in boiling water to make a cup of tea, and dry it before use.

Note 2, clean the wound knife, put it in boiling water and cook a cup of tea time. Before use, clean it again with a burning knife.

Note 3: When dealing with wounds, first use a burning knife to clean the wound, and be sure to clean it.

Matters needing attention four, whether it is to treat the wound or apply medicine, the hands of the disposal personnel must be clean.

The door opened from the outside.

At this moment, it is already early morning.

Zhao San walked in with a cold dew.

There was a dog with injured legs lying on the ground at the door. The dog, whose legs were wrapped in gauze, had apparently been treated.

Zhao San bowed his body and said, Young Master Qi, I have tried the prescription. There is no problem with the prescription, and the effect is very strong.

Liu Zhao looked at the dog at the door, then nodded, Come and heal me.

Liu Zhao could not use the prescription prescribed by Gu Jiu without reservation.

As a grandson, it is his nature to be suspicious.

Since childhood, I was taught not to eat food given by outsiders, and not to use medicinal materials given by outsiders.

If he hadn't been suspicious, he wouldn't be alive today.

Zhao San washed his hands and knives according to the precautions.

Liu Zhao took off his clothes, revealing the wound.

The wound is inflamed and purulent, and the pus and slough must be removed.

Zhao San hesitated, Young Master, it will be a little painful.

Liu Zhao's face was calm, It's okay.

Zhao San gritted his teeth, took out a burning knife, poured it on the wound, and began to clean the wound.

The muscles around the wound, completely out of the master's control, kept twitching.

Liu Zhao's hands,

He gripped the armrest of the chair tightly. However, his face was always expressionless, not even humming.

After the wound was cleaned, Liu Zhao was fine, but Zhao San broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhao San secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, Next, give your son some medicine.

Liu Zhao nodded.

The wound medicine prepared with the prescription prescribed by Gu Jiu has a faint fragrance.

The ointment is dark brown and is applied little by little to the wound, eventually covering the entire wound.

Liu Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the ointment touched the wound, there was a cool and cool feeling, and even the pain was much reduced.

Zhao San asked cautiously, How is your son feeling?

Liu Zhao said indifferently, Very good!

Zhao San laughed, Girl Gu really has two brushes,

Liu Zhao nodded, I'm young, so I definitely have no medical experience, but my medical skills are good. My son is very curious, where did she learn her medical skills?

Zhao San wrapped the wound with gauze and said, My subordinates have inquired about it, and Miss Gu has been ill since she was a child. It is said that a long illness has become a doctor. Perhaps after a long illness, she has learned medical skills.

Liu Zhao smiled lightly, Girl Gu's condition belongs to the internal medicine department. My son doesn't know that people who are bedridden and taking medicine for a long time also know how to treat trauma.

Zhao San looked up at Liu Zhao, Young Master, do you want to send someone to investigate again?

Liu Zhao was silent for a moment, and finally said: No need. In the future, keep a distance from each other and don't communicate too much. I think the other party thinks the same.

After finishing speaking, he picked up the precautions on the table, folded it, and placed it close to him.

Though I don't know the specific principles, these four points of attention must be crucial to the treatment of trauma. If it can be extended to the military in the future, it will surely save the lives of many seriously injured soldiers.

Sir said yes.

...

Mr. Xie Er woke up early in the morning, his eyelids twitching.

At breakfast, he asked, Has the young master come back?

Master Qi, the young master hasn't come back yet.

Master Xie nodded his head, it seems that the matter has been completed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

It's good when things are done, and I will go to the Governor's Mansion tomorrow to propose a marriage.

I really want to see what Mr. Gu Zhili's expression will look like at that time.

Ha ha……

Thinking of that scene, Master Xie couldn't help laughing proudly.

At first, Lord Gu drove him out of the house regardless of his relatives, so he would have to be politely invited back then.

Master, it's not good!

The porter came hurriedly.

What are you doing in a hurry? Master Xie's expression pulled, and he looked at the person who came.

The porter was so nervous that he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, Young Master, the young master is back.

Young master came back as soon as he came back, why did you make this expression. Wait, you said that the young master came back? Why is it so early?

Master Xie was a little puzzled.

He understands that his son is a master who can't bear hardships. It is impossible to travel all night and come back so early.

The porter was anxious, Master, go take a look, the young master is injured and covered in blood.

what?

Mr. Xie Er suddenly stood up from the chair, and the tea bowl he put in his hand swayed and fell directly to the ground.

Ignoring these trivialities, Master Xie hurried to the porter.

Shiro!

Mr. Xie Er stood three steps away from Xie Xian and shouted, his heart was shaking.

His son, his precious son, was covered in blood, lying on the door, barely human.

Master Xie shouted Ah, rushed over and threw himself on the door, Shiro, who hurt you?

Xie Xian was weak and weak, his eyelids moved, his lips opened and closed, but he was still speechless.

The housekeeper advised by the side: Master, the young master is seriously injured, and you must immediately ask the doctor to go to the outpatient clinic for treatment.

Quick, please come to the doctor. Quickly carry the young master to the room.

Yes!

A few concierge servants carried Xie Xian back to the room.

Master Xie Er suddenly felt dizzy, and as soon as his body softened, he fell to the ground.

Master, are you alright?

The housekeeper and the servant were quick-witted, and they all supported Mr. Xie Er.

Master Xie stroked his head and asked with a terrifying expression, What's going on? How could Shiro be hurt so badly?

The housekeeper hurriedly said: Someone knocked on the door, the doorman opened the door and saw the young master lying on the ground covered in blood.

Master Xie gritted his teeth and asked, Did you see someone knocking on the door?

The housekeeper shook his head, I didn't see it.

Ah ah ah...

Second Master Xie let out a burst of roars, his expression extremely terrifying.

It must be Gu Jiu, it must be. Shiro went to Tianmen Temple yesterday, and he must have been injured in Tianmen Temple. Where is the servant? Where did the servant beside Shiro go?

The housekeeper was frightened by the madness in Master Xie's eyes, No, I don't know. I haven't seen a single one.

Master Xie Er was a little stunned, Haven't seen any of them?

The housekeeper nodded again and again, Exactly! The little servant who followed the young master is gone.

Master Xie's face turned pale, and he instantly had a bad premonition.

what happened?

Couldn't have been killed.

Master Xie gritted his teeth, Prepare the car, I want to go to Tianmen Temple in person.

Master, the eldest master has a letter.

A young servant hurried off and reported in a low voice.

The second master Xie stopped, and a letter from the eldest master made him calm down from his anger.

He gritted his teeth and said, Butler, send someone to watch Tianmen Temple and the Governor's House. If there is any situation, report it in time. In addition, send someone to inform the aunt and tell her that the plan failed and Xie Xian was seriously injured.

Yes! The little one will arrange it.