Zhou Heng looked around for a week and found that the conditions for the surgery here were too harsh, but there were too many people injured here, so it was considered to be a relief for everyone.

"Zhang Ankang stayed with me to treat His Highness Ning, and you two are left in a group. Now gather the injured people together and start treatment according to priorities. All injured people can be attached to one side of the cliff, and the dry food on their bodies can be distributed, and each person needs to be divided into some points."

Desheng nodded, carried his huge backpack, took the torch handed over to the side, and waved at the several people.

"Let's go, we have two groups facing east and two groups facing west. We will first gather the wounded, do a preliminary statistics, and then start treatment."

These people all came from Qingping County with Zhou Heng, and naturally they had experienced treatment of the plague. Everyone was not panicked, but calm, took the torch and walked towards both sides.

Zhang Ankang squatted to Zhou Heng's side, looked at Ning Wang on the ground, opened a huge backpack, which contained two sterile bags and a tool kit for building a simple tent. Finally, he took out two tightly wrapped horse lanterns. The brightness of this thing was beyond the torches.

Zhang Ankang quickly lit up the horse lanterns one by one, and Zhou Heng looked at Pang Xiao.

"Xiao Bo arranged two people for Zhang Ankang and followed him to build the tent. I'll take a look at King Ning's injuries first."

Pang Xiao quickly called two people, followed Zhang Ankang, assembled them with a few pieces of wood and the things in his hand. After a moment, a small tent was supported and hung on the horse lantern, and King Ning was placed in the tent.

Pang Xiao was a little stunned. After a while, he turned into a house. Although the material was thin, he could feel that it should be waterproof. Even if there was another heavy rain in a while, there was no need to worry.

Zhou Heng had checked Ning Wang's pulse at this time and removed Ning Wang's outer robe because he was lying on the stone. The injury could not be seen from the appearance. Zhou Heng lies on Ning Wang's body and only then did he find that the arrow wound was on the edge of the left scapula below the back neck.

Zhou Hengxin sank. If this position is lower, it is the back heart. It can directly kill people through the middle of the two ribs. However, now it is just a round pole about an inch exposed outside, and it is impossible to see what kind of arrow feathers it originally was.

I cut the clothes here and saw that the wound was not black, but the swelling was all blood. The movement of tearing the clothes open seemed to pull the wound and the blood flowed down the arrow shaft quickly.

Zhou Heng frowned. Generally speaking, if it is an arrow injury, as long as it is not a piercing injury and no poison is applied, it will rarely cause such bleeding unless there is any mechanism on the arrow.

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and instantly thought of treating Miss Su Wu's arrow injuries. The same was true for the arrow injuries on her body. It seemed that the injury was not serious, but it was bleeding a lot. When he was cleaning the arrow, he found that there was a mechanism inside the arrow.

Originally, Zhou Heng wanted to wait for the treatment at dawn, but it seemed that he could not wait any longer now, so he looked up slightly at Pang Xiao.

"His Highness Ning is in a bad condition and has lost too much blood. Now I am in a coma. I originally thought I would go to the ambulance for surgery tomorrow, but it seems I can't wait."

Xiao Bo suddenly looked nervous. If Zhou Heng said that the situation must be bad, he would be a little at a loss.

"Your Madam Zhou, you must do your best to treat him. King Ning cannot have any trouble, otherwise Datong will be in chaos, and the prince will not be able to bear it."

Zhou Heng nodded, and of course he understood Pang Xiao’s mood.

"Don't worry, I will try my best to treat the prince for the sake of the prince, but the arrow from Your Highness Ning is very special. Do you remember that I had treated Miss Su Wu before?"

Pang Xiao thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Remember, Miss Su Wu was injured in Meiyuan at that time and fell into your room. What you mean is..."

"This arrow is like the arrow of Miss Su Wu, with a mechanism inside. I tried it just now and could feel a horizontal thorn inside. Has anyone checked the wound before?"

Pang Xiao nodded, "I wanted to pull it out, but after trying it, I found that it was not possible. I quickly put my armor on and cut off the arrow shaft, so that I could bring King Ning up. The incident happened urgently, and we just saw the team running towards the front. At this moment, I don't know if these people were also submerged in the mud and stone.

Could it be that I ripped it up to King Ning’s injury even worse?”

Looking at Pang Xiao with a self-blame look, Zhou Heng pursed his lips tightly and couldn't say a word of blame. After all, the most uncomfortable thing was him. After King Ning did not protect him well, he felt that he had dereliction of duty. If King Ning had something to do, he would not be able to survive.

Zhou Heng smiled comfortably at Pang Xiao, and then said:

"I just said that the two arrows are basically the same. I will give Ning Wang surgery now. The answer will be solved. Please help Xiao Bo keep it quiet outside. I have food in my backpack. If you eat a little, don't say you are not hungry. We have to persevere until the imperial guards come over to take Ning Wang away. Preserving physical strength is the first priority."

Pang Xiao didn't say anything, silently took a backpack handed over by Zhou Heng, turned around and left the tent.

Zhou Heng let out a long sigh and looked at Zhang Ankang.

"Okay, now we are the two of us. This operation requires you to cooperate with me. We try to seal the tent, tie all the straps tightly, and then use this cloak to re-pad the underside, so that Ning Wang is in a prone state with high body and low legs, and then disinfect Ning Wang."

Zhang Ankang quickly moved, and they tied all the straps in the tent one by one. The inside of the tent was pure white, which reflected the light of the horse lantern, and still had a certain concentration effect.

The two of them worked together to carry Ning Wang up. Zhou Heng's sheepskin cloak was folded into four folds and placed under Ning Wang's chest. In this way, he seemed to be lying on his cloak with his back completely exposed.

Zhang Ankang was disinfecting, and Zhou Heng began to unfold the sterile bag, put on the isolation suit, and dressed it properly.

Put on gloves, rinse, lift a syringe and inject it around the arrow and below the neck. Zhang Ankang stared at Zhou Heng with wide eyes.

"Don't we take an anesthesia for meridian access?"

Zhou Heng shook his head, "The venous pathway is normal. First, give the liquid and add high sugar. If you don't eat for a day, Ning Wang's physical energy is consumed more severely, but you can't have general anesthesia at this time. After all, Your Highness has lost too much blood, so you may not be able to wake up now.

In addition, the position of Ning Wang is too dangerous. If you are not careful, you may touch the aorta or heart. After a while, I find the mechanism and put away the horizontal spikes on both sides of the arrow. You pinch the tail with your pliers and pull it out with force. Do you remember?"

Zhang Ankang nodded quickly, put on the mask and nodded vigorously.

"I understand. I will open the access path first and then disinfect it to help you with the surgery."

Zhou Heng nodded and raised his hand to pat Ning Wang on the back. He did not react. He could not care about so much at this time. Zhou Heng carefully observed the exposed part of the arrowhead, and there was no problem with the arrow shaft outside.

Zhou Heng raised the scalpel, cut part of the positions on both sides of the arrow shaft, and then began to separate.

The arrow was not shot deep. As soon as he reached the tip of the scalpel, he touched the horizontal thorn. Zhou Heng was delighted.

The depth is OK, Zhou Heng separates again, and there are also three horizontal spikes, without any deviation at each of the sixty degrees.

Bypassing the horizontal thorn, Zhou Heng went deep into the wound and groped along the junction of the arrow shaft and the arrow. A small bulge made Zhou Heng stop his movements in an instant.

He pressed it down hard, and the arrow shaft trembled, and then made a bang. Zhang Ankang quickly came over and Zhou Heng raised his chin toward the arrow shaft.

"Quick, pinch it with pliers, then pull it out straight up and down. Be sure to look at the direction, otherwise it will easily cause secondary damage."

Zhang Ankang nodded vigorously, adjusted the direction of his wrist and pinched the arrow shaft and pulled it up hard. With a puff sound, a stream of blood rushed out like a fountain.

Zhang Ankang was stunned and shouted at the blood pillar:
Chapter completed!