The best county magistrate

Yang Xuanchen's tone was very anxious, and Yang Zhen and the guards immediately took action.

After sending Zhao Yanli back to the palace, when he, Zhang Biao and Wang Tieshan came to Youfeng Tower again, the door was already filled with guards from the Qin family and the Song family.

At this time, Song Xiuwen, who was covered in blood, was carried out of Youfeng Tower by several nursing staff, followed by Song Guangxin.

His attention was all on his son, and he didn't see Yang Xuanchen beside him at all.

The next person who came out was a bearded man carrying a large medicine box.

"Quick, lay flat on the carriage and rush to Renxintang now. We may be able to save him in half an hour!"

He shouted, jumped on a horse, and galloped away.

"Master Wang, hurry up, let's go to Renxintang too!"

After Yang Xuanchen said this, he turned to Zhang Biao and shouted, "Second brother, watch Qin Chengdong here. Send someone to tell me if there is any news."

After a while, the two of them followed the Song family's carriage to Renxintang.

"Get away, Dunima, there are so many people around, how can I save you?"

It was the voice of the unshaven man just now.

"Doctor He, please save my son!" It was Song Guangxin who sounded pleading.

He Jiuxiao nodded at him, but then coaxed Song Guangxin out.

Then his roar erupted in the medical center, "Are you a hard worker? Stop the bleeding! I told you to stop the bleeding!"

Yang Xuanchen glanced inside with curious eyes.

I blanch! This wound is quite large and could be life-threatening if not treated in time.

Song Xiuwen was lying unconscious on two makeshift tables. His face was pale due to excessive blood loss.

He Jiuxiao was instructing his assistant to stop the bleeding, and he himself seemed to be preparing some medicinal herbs.

Yang Xuanchen frowned and thought for a moment, his eyes a little complicated.

Song Xiuwen and Qin Chengdong were in the Youfeng Tower just now, as if they had been poisoned by dragon marrow incense.

These two people must not die, they must have information about the dragon marrow incense.

Yang Xuanchen sighed helplessly, pushed aside the onlookers, and stepped into Renxin Hall.

"With such a big wound, even if your medicine is a top-notch golden sore medicine, it can't save his life!"

In everyone's surprised eyes, Yang Xuanchen came to Song Xiuwen's side to check the situation.

"Left and right, take him down!" Song Guangxin roared.

"If you want your son to be lost like this, then take me down!" Yang Xuanchen said in a cold tone.

He pointed at the two guys from Renxintang and said, "Go find some needles and thread, and boil a basin of hot water!"

"You, find some sheep intestines as quickly as possible, wash them with warm water and bring them over."

After saying this, he slapped away the Song family nurse who rushed forward and stared at Song Guangxin.

"Master Song, I think I can save your son, so don't let Brother Xiuwen lose his life!"

At this time, Song Guangxin's eyes sharpened and he stared at Yang Xuanchen for several seconds.

He only has two sons in this house. The eldest son has a brain disease and is an idiot. The second son, Song Xiuwen, is very talented and is the number one scholar. His future is limitless.

If he died today, then Song Guangxin would be dead. He would not allow such a thing to happen.

At the same time, he also understood that the relationship between him and Yang Xuanchen was like fire and water, and he would never be so kind to save his son.

However, he had just denied He Jiuxiao's method of healing people. Could he really have a way?

Thinking of this, Song Guangxin asked He Jiuxiao, "Miracle Doctor He, what do you think?"

He Jiuxiao ignored Song Guangxin, but asked Yang Xuanchen while pounding the herbs.

"What do you want needle and thread and intestines for?"

"Stitch!"

"Sewing?" He Jiuxiao's hand paused for a moment, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Okay, I think it's okay. Come and save him, and I'll help you!"

Then he pointed at Song Guangxin and the Song family's nursing home, "You step back and make room for me and this young man."

"Miracle Crane..."

Song Guangxin wanted to say something else, but was blocked by He Jiuxiao.

"Don't talk, stay quiet."

Then He Jiuxiao walked up to Yang Xuanchen and asked in a low voice: "What do you need from me?"

"Stop messing with those herbs, come and help me stop his bleeding first!" Yang Xuanchen said angrily.

After saying that, he took a pair of scissors and quickly cut open the blood-covered clothes, exposing Song Xiuwen's abdomen.

He Jiuxiao thought for a moment, then immediately put down the medicine mortar in his hand, took out several long silver needles and pierced Song Xiuwen's body.

Yang Xuanchen originally thought that He Jiuxiao was quite capable and could stop the bleeding immediately with just a few injections, like in a period movie.

Unfortunately, the wound was too large and the internal organs were visible, so the silver needle seemed to have lost its intended effect.

"Miracle Doctor Crane, bring me two quilts, I can use them!"

He Jiuxiao thought for a while and immediately ran to the back hall to get two quilts.

As the scissors in Yang Xuanchen's hand were flying, he quickly took out a lot of cotton from the quilt and covered Song Xiuwen's wound.

Then he folded another quilt neatly and covered the wound.

Song Guangxin and He Jiuxiao couldn't help but look suspicious when they saw that Yang Xuanchen only used two quilts and not even any herbs.

"Does this count as a cure?" Song Guangxin couldn't help but asked loudly.

"Gua Nao, it's just to stop the bleeding now, the stuff hasn't arrived yet, it's a crapshoot!"

Yang Xuanchen glared at Song Guangxin as he spoke, then rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands with water.

After the needles, threads and intestines were delivered, he ordered someone to bring a candle and use the candle flame to bake the needles to sterilize them.

While Yang Xuanchen was disinfecting, the waiter had also cut the sheep intestines into thin threads.

"Come here, take off the quilt and cotton. Do it slowly and gently. Don't pull the wound." He commanded unhurriedly.

When the wound was completely exposed to the air, Yang Xuanchen confirmed again.

He took a long breath and nodded to He Jiuxiao, "Fortunately, no internal organs were injured."

"Doctor Crane, next you close the cut flesh tightly with your hands, and I will suture it!"

Relying on the first aid methods learned in the previous life and the medical skills in this life, Yang Xuanchen and He Jiuxiao successfully pulled Song Xiuwen back from the Naihe Bridge.

After the suturing was completed, he wiped the sweat from his head and left the rest to He Jiuxiao.

Only then did Song Guangxin step forward and ask, "Master Xiao Yang, has my son's life been saved?"

Yang Xuanchen thought about it seriously, and then said: "He will be diagnosed and treated by Divine Doctor He next, and he should be saved."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao Yang." Song Guangxin said and bowed down.

Although the two have had hatred for a few years, and Yang Xuanchen was so angry that he vomited blood at the recent court meeting.

But Song Guangxin was still grateful for the great kindness of saving his son's life.

"Thank you. My late father was a doctor. He taught me the principle of hanging a pot to help the world since I was a child. It is not my code to live without saving people."

Yang Xuanchen stood up as he spoke and looked up at the sky at a thirty-degree angle, leaving Song Guangxin with a tall and majestic back.

He was secretly proud of himself, I must be pretending well enough.

You, Song Guangxin, owe me your life from now on, and you will have to pay me back.

"Master Song, there may have been misunderstandings between you and me before, but I hope that from now on we can turn our hostility into friendship..."

With that said, he walked out of Renxintang.

At this time, He Jiuxiao also completed the follow-up treatment of the wound. He raised his head and looked around but did not find Yang Xuanchen.

After asking, he went out and ran in the direction of Yang Xuanchen.

"Master Xiao Yang, wait for me!"