Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

A large group of people surrounded a wooden pavilion. Zhang Ben and Chen Hu helped Li Xin push through the crowd and open a path, so that Li Xin could penetrate the innermost part of the crowd and see the situation inside clearly. The two servants of the Chen family followed suit and parted ways, Xiaoling protected Chen Youlan and walked into the crowd.

Seeing two big men in extraordinary clothes approaching, the onlookers didn't dare to push and crowd, instead they consciously dispersed.

Only then did Li Xin see clearly that the crowd surrounded him at first turned out to be a handsome young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was lying on the ground with a face full of pain, hugging his thigh, and something scratched his calf, pulling his flesh and blood, which was very terrifying. Another old man, who looked like the young man's elder, knelt beside the young man and wept, wailing weakly, "Help me, help me!"

In addition, there was a fat and big woman who was still in shock and sat on the side. It seemed that she was the one who made the scream just now.

Chen Youlan had never seen such a scary scene before, she immediately took a breath and took a step back subconsciously. But Li Xin walked past her and asked the old man, "What's going on?"

The old man was at a loss at first, but when someone asked him, he immediately said to Li Dao as if grasping at a straw: "Your Excellency! Master! Help my son! My son is only eighteen years old! He hasn't married a wife yet." Woolen cloth!"

From the incoherent description in old Chinese, Li Xin learned that the old man and the young man in front of him were both bricklayers. Just now the young man climbed up to the nearby scripture building to repair the roof, but he accidentally fell down and was seriously injured.

Before Li Xin could speak, a middle-aged man beside him said regretfully, "It's useless to beg, for such a big wound, no amount of golden sore medicine can stop the bleeding. !"

Hearing this, the old man's expression became more sad, and Qi Qiran burst into tears.

Standing behind Li Xin, Chen Youlan frowned tightly, she couldn't bear it, but she couldn't think of a way to help the old man, even her eye circles turned red unconsciously.

Li Xin comforted the old man and said: "Don't panic, old man. Wait until I see the injury, maybe we can still be saved." He didn't dare to talk too much, after all, he is an engineering student and doesn't know much about medicine.

The old man nodded repeatedly and wiped away his tears.

Li Xin squatted down next to the groaning young man, carefully inspecting the injury. The middle-aged man who spoke before saw that Li Xin was wearing brocade clothes, and his status was obviously not low, so he didn't dare to make sarcastic remarks, and just muttered in a low voice: "What's so interesting, I have been dispensing medicines in the pharmacy for so many years, how many people have I met."

Li Xin was concentrating on checking his injuries and didn't hear the middle-aged man's murmurs, but Chen Youlan who was standing aside did hear them. She gave the middle-aged man a fierce look, and said, "What's your business? Even if you can't help, at least you can choose to shut up!"

Xiao Ling nodded vigorously, and stared at the middle-aged man together with her own lady without showing any weakness.

The man didn't expect that he would be robbed, and wanted to retaliate in anger, but he noticed that there were two strong servants in soap-colored clothes standing behind the two little girls, and they seemed to start fighting if they disagreed. In addition, beside the two health servants, there were two more menacing guys staring at him, silently exuding a solid and terrifying murderous aura. Obviously, these two more vicious guys really killed many people.

The middle-aged man couldn't help shivering, and without daring to let out an extra fart, he blew into the crowd and disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhang Ben and Chen Hu put away their murderous aura, returned to their harmless old farmer appearance, and smiled honestly at Chen Youlan. After all, they are not deaf, let alone fools. After listening to the conversation between their lord and Chen Youlan just now, they knew that the pretty girl in front of them was their future mistress. How could they see the mistress being bullied by such idlers for no reason?

Chen Youlan was a little embarrassed, she didn't look at Zhang Ben and Chen Hu more, and silently turned her gaze to Li Xin who was squatting beside the wounded. He was frowning and inspecting the young man's bloody injured leg, with a serious expression as if he and that half leg were the only ones in the world.

Li Xin looked at the leaves standing on the young man, then looked up at the two or three-story tall tree behind him, and nodded silently.

Obviously, this young man was very lucky. After falling from such a high roof, he happened to hang on a tree, offsetting part of the force of the fall, so he didn't fall directly to death, and he didn't even have a broken bone. However, although this big tree saved the young man's life, it also used its sharp branches to cut open his flesh.

The young man's wound was very irregular, with a lot of dust and debris embedded in it, making it look dirty. Generally speaking, the situation is not too bad, because there is no major artery on the lower leg and no injury. Although the amount of bleeding just now looks heavy, it will stop on its own after a while. If the wound can be stitched up to promote healing, maybe this young man can still climb up and down like today.

"Fortunately, there is no major blood vessel injury, so I may be able to save him." After confirming his judgment, Li Xin tentatively said to the old man, "But I don't dare to guarantee that it will succeed. If you want, maybe I can save him." You can try it, it won’t make him disabled.”

When the old man heard the words, he was ten thousand and ten thousand, and if there was anyone who disagreed, he immediately nodded and said: "Your noble master, just do it, even if it is cured, we only blame our own fate, and we will never blame the master!"

The commotion here has long aroused the monks in the temple. As soon as Li Xin looked up, he saw several novice monks standing beside him, so he said to them: "Go quickly, boil a large pot of boiling water and let it cool down, and bring me some needles and threads by the way."

Hearing this, a clever novice monk turned around and walked into the temple, probably to prepare something.

Li Xin saw that the young man was pale, so he helped him press the upper part of the wound to reduce the amount of bleeding.

Chen Youlan leaned over slightly and asked, "You know how to do medicine? Are you okay?"

Li Xin smiled wryly and said: "Then what can we do, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." Although this young man didn't hurt a major blood vessel, he wouldn't die from bleeding, but the wound was dirty after all, if he didn't perform debridement and suturing, the future There must be a high risk of infection. In this Tang Dynasty without antibiotics, it was almost equivalent to death.