I played as an assistant in ancient times

"If the curtain isn't open enough, we can just cut a window." The head of the village decided to use the awning cloth that he had lent out and just remove three or two patches.

The Taoist priest pointed in two directions and stood at the entrance to say, "The evil spirits have been eliminated in the shed, so no one is allowed to come in again."

"Master, I want to stay with my mother." Qian Wu asked with a worried look on his face.

The Taoist refused: "It's not appropriate for you to be here. This little girl is calmer than you." He glanced at Shen Xiaoye. Although half of her face was covered, her eyes were calm and there was no panic in them.

Of course, he didn't know that Shen Xiaoye had seen blood, and that he and his family had been stained with the blood of bandits when they tried to save themselves after being attacked in Qiu County that night.

After saving the county, she suffered from nightmares for a long time. Fortunately, she had her biological uncle from two lifetimes by her side, and with the careful care of her elders, she gradually recovered.

Qian Wu wanted to fight for it again, but he heard Shen Xiaoye say, "Uncle Qian Wu, you came in covered in dirt and sweat, which is not good for Grandma Xia's injury."

"Qian Wu, go fetch water for the kitchen." The headman had someone remove two cloth windows. Seeing his cousin pestering the Taoist priest, he hurried over and pulled the man away.

The Taoist priest then entered and saw Jie Chen squatting beside the injured man. He carefully examined him and said, "I need to draw my sword quickly. Fellow Taoist Hengxi, please help me.

The cotton cloth prepared here is sufficient, and I would like to ask a few donors to help hold down the injured."

"Okay." When Shen Changsui and everyone agreed, the Taoist named Hengxi took out a bamboo tube and said, "Jiechen, wash your hands first and let them feed the medicine first."

"Give the medicine after you draw the sword." Jie Chen was worried that the sword would be displaced when he turned the person over.

"Okay." Hengxi had no objection. It just happened to be a coincidence that he was at Lingshan Temple having a small cyst removed for the abbot. When the old monk heard that someone's life was hanging by a thread, he asked them to go down the mountain first to save him.

So I brought this freshly brewed anesthetic here directly to save trouble. "I think the cover cloth they brought is better than our cloth towel."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xiaoye, who was standing at the door, had already received a bucket of half hot and cold water brought by Cui and others, "The water is here."

Immediately afterwards, two wooden basins, towels and stools were moved into the door.

Taoist Master Hengxi came over to wash his hands before she finished pouring the water. Seeing the soap on the stool, he smiled and said, "It's quite complete."

There were not only cloth, water, medicine, wine, and beds, but also wooden boards placed not far from the injured side.

"Master and Taoist priest, please go ahead and wash. I'll rinse you." Shen Xiaoye quickly prepared another basin of water.

The two outsiders were already over fifty years old and did not have so many taboos, so they washed their hands and rinsed and dried them under the girl's left and right water ladles.

After Shen Xiaoye came back from pouring water and cleaning the basin, Taoist Hengxi took out two sets of medicine from the medicine box he brought with him, handed them to her and said, "Little girl, please wait at the door.

I boiled the hemostatic medicine on my right hand quickly over high heat, boiling three bowls of water until one bowl. I soaked the blood-tonifying medicine on my left hand in cold water for a quarter of an hour, using the same water but boiling it slowly over low heat.

"Hey." Shen Xiaoye hurriedly took it and sent it directly to the kitchen to explain clearly to Mrs. Tang. The conditions could not be kept sterile at the moment, so she tried her best to let her grandmother use moxa leaves to wipe away the dust and wash her hands and face.

Tang's hand was injured and she was not very flexible, so her grandmother and great-grandmother took over the decoction and told her to call out if she needed anything else.

"Aunt Lin, Xiaoye is a promising child. You should prepare an extra medicine furnace as soon as possible." Cui, who came with her, praised her. It was a pity that she didn't have a boy of the right age at home.

Lin was pleased, but she said, "She is still young and has much to learn. Girls are careful, diligent and considerate."

She raised her chin and motioned Cui to look at Li Zi who was coming in and out delivering firewood.

Shen Xiaoye naturally didn't know all this. She came over with boiled scissors and a needle. As she approached the door, she heard screams from inside the shed.

When I stretched my head to look, I saw that the hatchet had been pulled out and thrown away, my uncle put down the bamboo tube, Master Jie Chen was pressing on the wound, and the Taoist priest was constantly giving the injured person acupuncture to stop the bleeding.

Taoist Priest Hengxi seemed to sense that Shen Xiaoye was at the door. He was already wearing a mask, and his voice was a little muffled: "Come in and help support your head and shoulders."

The two of them were unable to separate, and Shen Changsui next to them was not a doctor, nor was he suitable to support the injured patient's upper body.

Of course Shen Xiaoye would not refuse, because the stretcher she mentioned was a wooden board, and it would be more appropriate to lift it up and onto the bed in one step.

She put on a mask as she approached quietly, then held her upper body with two middle-aged women on both sides, and held her head while her uncle hugged her legs.

Several people carefully followed the two doctors to move the patient to the bed, and they did not bother to use the wooden board to move him.

As soon as he was steady, Hengxi said, "Bring the water."

Shen Xiaoye rushed to the door, picked up a bucket and a basin to prepare water, and the two women quickly helped to cut the back of Xia's clothes open wider.

The blood and the powder had already become a paste. After Master Jiechen cleaned the wound, the Taoist priest opened it up to check inside and said, "Fortunately, it was a broken tip that got stuck in the ribs but didn't pierce the lungs, and there was no lung swelling."

Jie Chen asked, "Is it easy to sew?"

"Not bad." Taoist Master Hengxi had just taken out a leather case from the medicine box and opened it, and Shen Changsui had already handed him some strong liquor for disinfection.

After a while, they watched the Taoist master threading the needle. After Master Jie Chen hooked the wound with a retractor, he reached in and dug it out. The two women next to them, no matter how bold they were, could not help feeling uncomfortable, and one of them dropped her scissors and rushed out first.

Shen Xiaoye saw the doctor sew up her internal organs up close and suddenly felt uncomfortable. After all, being there in person was different from hearing someone describe it. She had forgotten that the needle and scissors she brought were still there.

She was a little dazed and watched her uncle wiping the sweat off the two doctors who were cleaning the wound. Only then did she calm down and step back despite the discomfort...

Fortunately, Taoist Master Hengxi was fast enough. With a click, the thread was cut, and his voice came: "Inject hemostatic medicine."

"Xiao Ye." Shen Changsui called.

"Oh oh." Shen Xiaoye hurried to leave, but the other woman got there first: "I'll go get it."

Shen Changsui carried cotton cloth to the two doctors on a wooden tray and called out, "Xiaoye, bring a bucket of water."

Shen Xiaoye took a deep breath and patted his face. After all, he had glanced at the person watching the live broadcast of the surgery. "Right away."

After a while, she not only brought in some water, but also took the hemostatic medicine brought by the woman at the door. After all, not everyone dared to come in again after going out.

If the village head had not forbidden the two women to make any noise, the neighbors outside would have already started talking about it.

At this moment, the two doctors had completed the debridement and were closing the abdomen.

She knew that she shouldn't disturb him at such a critical moment, so she just observed some surgical instruments from a distance. They looked sharp and dazzling.

Knives, scissors, tweezers, clamps, needles... everything is available, in different sizes.

Traditional Chinese medicine has a branch of surgery called ulcer doctor, and it was classified as early as the Zhou Dynasty before the Qin Dynasty. The word "anatomy" appeared in the earlier "Huangdi Neijing Lingshu Jingjingshui", and there was also an exact number stating that the stomach was one foot and six inches long.

Shen Xiaoye had seen scalpels unearthed from the Han Dynasty and had heard people talk about caesarean sections during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Unfortunately, however, traditional Chinese medicine surgery has gradually been lost due to various reasons.

She should be thankful that she had the opportunity to see a real ancient doctor at this moment.

"Bring the medicine." A call interrupted her scattered thoughts. Shen Xiaoye hurriedly came forward with her wrist in her hand. It turned out that the wound had been sutured, and her uncle was helping Master Jie Chen to apply the medicine and prepare to bandage it.

Taoist Priest Hengxi was about to take it: "You still dare to come, not bad."