Farmhouse Fubao has space

Chapter 655 Wound Sutures
"It's okay, I'll let the doctor in charge of the medical hall come over." The old man looked at Mu Nanshu and the others, and walked to the medical hall first. Mu Nanshu asked the patient to be lifted up and followed.

The old man asked people to prepare the things Tong Anian needed, and vacated a clean place to put the patient on.

While waiting, Tong Annian and Mu Nanshu put on the clothes that Tong Anian had specially made for them to sew. They were somewhat similar to modern white coats, but they were also different.

The old man looked curiously at the clothes on Tong Annian and Mu Nanshu, but he didn't say anything. After all the things were brought, Tong Anian got busy.

She had met a blacksmith with good craftsmanship before, so she asked the blacksmith to make some things for her, small scissors, curved needles for sewing, and a few bowls that could hold these things.

Tong Annian first soaked the bowl with wine, then put the scissors and curved needles into the bowl and poured wine to soak. The old man didn't know what they were going to do and couldn't help them, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

Although Mu Nanshu didn't know what Tong Annian was going to do, he was still able to help, for example, to connect the patient's broken arm first.

Tong Annian soaked the curved needle, thread, scissors, and cotton in the wine

"Old man, may I have Mafeisan in the clinic?" Tong Anian looked at the old man beside him after getting everything ready.

"Yes." The old man asked someone to bring Mafeisan and feed it to the patient. The patient who was already unconscious but frowning quickly relaxed his brows.

"Master, you have to take a good look." Tong Anian looked up at Mu Nanshu, Mu Nanshu nodded and stood opposite Tong Anian.

Tong Annian tore off all the clothes on the patient's legs and threw them on the ground, washed the patient's legs with cotton soaked in wine, sterilized them, and then sterilized the wound.

With limited conditions, Tong Annian couldn't ask for a truly sterile environment, so she could only be as careful as possible. When she used a needle to suture the wound, Mu Nanshu and the old man suddenly realized, why didn't they expect the wound to be sutured like this?

The wound was too long, and Tong Annian's stitching speed was slow, which took a lot of time.

Although Tong Annian had seen others sew up wounds, it was indeed her first time doing it herself, so the wounds were not stitched neatly, but she could still see them.

"Okay." Tong Annian sprinkled some golden sore medicine on the stitched wound again, raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and then straightened up and looked at Mu Nanshu.

"It's all right?" The old man looked at the patient's leg, Mu Nanshu hesitated for a moment, and pulled out the silver needle on his leg to stop the bleeding. Except for some blood oozing from the wound, there was nothing wrong with it.

"That's all right, old man, the next thing may trouble you, I will tell you what to do now, his wound needs to be changed every day, and the stitches will be removed after half a month. It's simple, soak clean scissors in spirits, just cut off the thread and pull it out. I'll teach you how to change the dressing now.

Prepare a clean linen cloth and fold it into a rectangle like this. After soaking the linen cloth in spirits completely, apply the flat surface on the wound, which can reduce the infection of the wound, and then the normal bandaging will be fine. "

Tong Annian kept moving his hands, and the old man also watched carefully, but Tong Annian's bandaging technique was still much worse than that of professionals.

Seeing the end, Mu Nanshu couldn't stand it anymore, and took over and continued to bandage, but the technique was much better than Tong Anian's. After bandaging, Tong Anian looked up at the old man.

(End of this chapter)