Pastoral pretty medical concubine

42. Chapter [-]
Such an occasion naturally cannot do without Mrs. Liu who likes to watch the excitement. She stood outside with her hands clasped, waiting to see Chen Jiaoniang's good show.

An aunt on the side glared at her, very contemptuously, "The young lady has a kind heart after all, unlike some people who are snake-hearted."

"She thinks she is Guanshiyin Bodhisattva? Then everyone can be a doctor? Just wait and see. After Dazhu is put to death, this girl will have to cry and beg for mercy again.", Liu said to I take it for granted, as if I have foreseen the future.

Over there, Chen Jiaoniang regained her composure. Grandma Lin trusted her so much that she even offered herself as a guarantee. She must save Dazhu today, so that Grandma Lin cannot be implicated.

"Now, please get out of the way, and don't get too close together." Chen Jiaoniang evacuated the surrounding villagers, and got the guarantee of Grandma Lin, and these people did not make things difficult any longer, and retreated according to her request.

Chen Jiaoniang untied the vines to allow the muscles to be nourished by the blood again. Seeing the blood continuously pouring out from the wound, everyone was too frightened to speak. This little girl is really courageous.

"Grandma Lin, go find me embroidery needles, the more the better." Chen Jiaoniang's forehead was dripping with sweat. There are no medicinal materials in the countryside, and there are no conditions for surgery. She can only use acupuncture to stop the bleeding. .

"Okay." Without delay, Grandma Lin rushed into Li's house to find a few embroidery needles, and said to the daughters-in-law and aunts outside the courtyard, "Everyone who is close will go home and bring all the embroidery needles. It’s saving people’s lives, and there will be good rewards, everyone, hurry up and get it.”

As soon as the words fell, several daughters-in-law and aunts went home. They all lived in the village. Of course, they hoped that Dazhu would get well.

After loosening it for a while, Chen Jiaoniang re-bandaged the wound. The bloodletting cannot be done like this all the time. If you want to maintain the vitality of the muscles and not die from bleeding, you have to repeat this process repeatedly, and stop the bleeding as soon as possible during the process.

There are no ready-made medicinal materials in the countryside, Chen Jiaoniang thought calmly, all she could use now was blood charcoal, she pulled her hair without hesitation, picked up the scissors beside her and cut off a pinch, with a click, her hands Raising the knife and falling, the black hair lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

"Jiaoniang, what are you doing!", the parents of the body and hair, skin and skin, people in this age are not allowed to cut their hair, her behavior scared the old villagers present.

Liu sneered loudly, "Oh, I know I can't save Dazhu, so I have to die to apologize."

Chen Jiaoniang didn't have time to answer these inexplicable voices, and handed her hair to Shuanzi, "Shuanzi, go get a clean clay pot, burn this hair, grind it into powder, hurry up."

Although he didn't know what to do, Shuanzi still nodded, took the hair and went to the backyard to burn it. Unlike most people, he actually believed in Jiao Niang in his heart, and he always felt that her eyes were convincing strength.

Chen Jiaoniang picked up the scissors again, and cut open Da Zhu's trouser legs, fully exposing the wound. There were many women present, and they all turned their heads away in embarrassment. How could they see this man's thighs? It is unruly.

Uncle Wang stomped his feet in anger, and kept yelling, "Nonsense, this is simply nonsense, it's immoral, it's going to ruin the reputation of our Yinglong Village, God has no eyes." After driving Chen Jiaoniang out, Yinglong Village was completely ruined by her.

(End of this chapter)