Poison Doctor Prince Concubine

Chapter 150
Na Donglan stared at these people until she left, and then naturally went back to report to An Qingran.

An Qingran frowned after hearing Dong Lan's words.

It seems that he has gotten into big trouble, thinking about the troublesome person hiding under the couch.

An Qingran rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

This Su Yanjing didn't know where to provoke troublesome people.

He still thinks that her place is not lively enough, her head is about to explode after every appearance.

But right now, she didn't have time to worry about this trouble.

She had to quickly treat the blood-stained man's injuries.

If not, judging from the extent of the man's injuries, he might not survive tonight.

Thinking about it, An Qingran ordered Yunfei, Yunqing and Dongzhi to watch her carefully outside.

The two nuns gave her a good job of rectifying the servants below, so as to leave enough time for her to operate on that person.

Naturally, Donglan went in and assisted An Qingran to stab the blood-stained man.

"Donglan, have all the utensils been disinfected?"

An Qingran inspected the arrow wound on the blood-stained man's chest.

It was found that the arrowhead was still in the meat, and he needed to pull it out with a knife.

While talking, she found a clean white shirt and put it on.

At the same time, she covered her face with a white face scarf and wore clean white gloves.

In addition, even the hair was wrapped in a white hat.

In Su Yanjing's view, her attire is somewhat nondescript.

I don't know why An Qingran dresses like this, but he probably guessed a little bit.

It should be that An Qingran has this habit when he heals people.

Thinking of this, Su Yanjing was quite calm.

On the contrary, it was Dong Lan who was beside her, with slight astonishment in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Shizi was not surprised at all.

You must know that when the young lady wore this outfit to treat injuries, the maidservants were very curious.

"Dong Lan, what are you thinking? Have you done everything I told you?"

Seeing Dong Lan staring at Su Yanjing strangely, An Qingran frowned.

This girl, no matter what time it is, it doesn't matter what time it is.

It's so strange that Suyan Jing didn't show a surprised expression, really.

Facing Dong Lan's actions, An Qingran shook his head helplessly.

Na Donglan gave an embarrassed smile, and then hurried back to An Qingran.

"Miss, these utensils have been soaked in shochu for some time, and they are ready."

As Dong Lan spoke, she brought out a row of sharp knives to An Qingran.

It was An Qingran's special scalpel.

An Qingran saw it and glanced lightly.

Said: "Dong Lan, give me the scissors first."

She stretched out her hand, and Dong Lan immediately put the scissors from the iron plate into An Qingran's hands.

An Qingran took the scissors and quickly cut off the cloth on the man's chest, exposing the wound inside.

Then she glanced at Dong Lan again.

"Ordinary big round knife."

Upon hearing this, Dong Lan quickly handed An Qingran the first knife on the iron plate.

An Qingran took it and quickly cut open the man's skin.

After all went well, An Qingran ordered Dong Lan to hand her the sharp knife.

She picked it deep with a sharp knife, revealing the inverted triangle arrow inside.

Seeing the arrow, An Qingran threw the sharp knife into the iron plate.

Instead, he picked up the tweezers in the iron pan, picked out the arrowhead from the man's wound, and threw it into the iron basin beside him.

Then, she turned her head and asked Dong Lan.

"Dong Lan, is the gut thread ready?"

"Miss Hui, she's already dressed."

While Dong Lan replied to An Qingran, she had already handed over the silver needle with catgut in An Qingran's hand.

An Qingran nodded and began to sew up the man's wound.

After about twelve stitches, the wound was finally healed.

The next part, An Qingran was handed over to Dong Lan.

"Dong Lan, bandage his wound, and take care of all the small scratches and scratches."

"Yes, Miss." Dong Lan was busy with the final work for that person.

An Qingran took off his white clothes, took off his white hat, white gloves and white mask, wrapped them into a ball, and threw them into the blood-stained iron basin.

Then he walked to the desk and began to write the treatment prescription for that person after the injury.

I saw her writing on the prescription, ginseng, Atractylodes macrocephala, Poria cocos, actinolite, dodder, cumin, cinnamon, rehmannia, cnidium, and citrus.

Then he blew the ink on Fang Zi and handed it to Su Yanjing.

"Follow this prescription to get the medicine. Remember, it's enough to take three doses of the medicine in three days, one dose a day, morning, lunch and dinner. In addition, I have to remind you of some precautions."

As he spoke, An Qingran told Su Yanjing one by one what he should pay attention to in terms of diet after the injury.

"First, quit spicy food, alcohol and tobacco, drink more water, eat less oil and salt, and focus on bland food. Second, don't eat hairy foods, such as ginger, pepper, pepper, mutton, dog meat, beef, bacon, etc. "

"Third, eat more fruits and vegetables during the healing period, such as mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, etc. You can eat more. Fourth, eat more fish and eggs to supplement nutrition. The meat is preferably lean meat, which is convenient for digestion. The first Five, you can order the people below to cook more fish soup, kelp soup, chicken soup, and animal offal for him to eat, these have a nourishing effect."

"Any more?"

"No, that's all for now. If the injury heals quickly, the stitches can be removed within seven days. After the stitches are removed, he will be fine."

"Of course, if he starts to have a fever and cause inflammation and other complications, then we have to continue to look at it, and he won't be able to recover so soon."

As soon as An Qingran said this, Su Yan Jing raised it with a feeling of letting go.

"Ran'er, what's the worst that can happen?"

Under Su Yanjing's direct gaze, An Qingran had no choice but to say a few more words.

"I don't know the worst case. Of course, the best case is that none of this will happen, and I hope so. However, you'd better have a psychological preparation. If anything else happens, I will Nor can it be predicted."

"But I'll let Donglan keep an eye on her tonight. If she doesn't have a fever tonight, then nothing will happen."

"I see, Ran'er, I've really worked hard on you tonight, and I've troubled you too."

Su Yanjing has always known An Qingran's temperament, she is the person who hates trouble the most.

But now that Xingxinghe had something to do because of him, he didn't have to think too much about it, so he could only trouble An Qingran.

An Qingran could see his guilt from Su Yanjing's eyes, but this guilt was of no practical use to her.

What she wanted was no trouble, so she fixedly looked into Su Yanjing's eyes.

Said: "Su Yanjing, what happened tonight, you'd better make sure that your friend won't say a word. If not, I will save people, and I will kill people naturally. You have to remember this."

When trouble threatened her, she didn't mind blood on her hands.

Anyway, since returning to Shangshu Mansion, her peaceful life has long since ended.

Since, it is destined to spend in the bloody wind.

Then she will choose the best way to protect herself and the people around her.

Su Yanjing knew that what An Qingran said was not a joke, she was serious.

If it weren't for the tight time tonight, I believe that An Qingran would have sent him far away from the trouble with Xinghe.

In this way, when he came, he actually calculated the time, and the calculation was just right, so that An Qingran had no way to refuse to rescue Xinghe.

Thinking of this, Su Yanjing couldn't help but look away, because she was ashamed of An Qingran.

"I see, Ran'er, I will let him keep his mouth shut and never reveal a word."

"That's good. I won't kick your friend out before dawn. However, after dawn, as long as your friend has no other problems, then you'd better send him away. I don't want to see me again There's a wounded man hiding here, do you understand?"

"I know, I will find a way to do this. I promise that if he is not in danger of his life, I will not bother Ran'er again, and I will send him out before dawn."

Su Yanjing assured An Qingran of this.

When An Qingran heard what Su Yanjing said, she nodded.

"Okay, just do as you said. Now, I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to bed, how about you?"

An Qingran looked back at the injured man lying on the couch, and felt that judging by Su Yanjing's worry, he didn't seem to need to sleep tonight.

It seems that she asked this question a little too much, thinking about it, An Qingran gave a wry smile.

When Su Yanjing heard the concern in An Qingran's tone, her heart immediately warmed up.

He pointed to the pear wood chair by the side of the couch and said, "I have to watch this boy Xingxinghe tonight. When he wakes up, see if he needs anything. So I plan to sit on that chair tonight." Let's talk about it later, if you are really sleepy, you can take a nap then to catch up on sleep."

After hearing what Su Yanjing said, An Qingran knew the true identity of the blood-stained man just now. It turned out that he was Xinghe.

When An Qingran thought of Xingxinghe, she remembered that she used the innocent man as a pawn in order to design Xue Hong back then.

Unable to bear it, she sighed.

She was ashamed of him for her actions before, but now that he came here injured, she treated him late at night.

It's really like what the Buddhists said, there is a root cause of cause and effect.

That Su Yanjing heard An Qingran's sighing voice, but took an extra look at An Qingran.

Asked: "What's the matter, Ran'er, you're doing well, why are you sighing?"

"I was thinking, I owed Xingxinghe the matter of Xue Hong back then, and now I have paid him back. From now on, I will not owe Xingxinghe any more, and it will be evened out. Well, I should go, You stay."

When saying this, An Qingran refused Su Yanjing's offer to see him off.

She ordered Dong Lan to find two quilts for Su Yanjing.

When he is sleepy, he can lay the floor. Of course, the silver charcoal in the room is also indispensable.

(End of this chapter)