In the Huichun Hall.

Ma Lingshan took advantage of a patient going out, got up and took a sip of water, picked up the curtain and looked at the patients waiting outside.

There were seven or eight patients sitting on the bench lined up. They were not anxious and just holding tea cups and chatting with each other.

Ma Lingshan smiled on his lips. He saw seventeen patients today. Although it was almost noon, no patient complained. Qu Ziping was really good at dealing with people.

Furthermore, Master’s method is also effective, it is just a cup of herbal tea to remove dryness.

I cooked it in a big bucket the night before, let it cool down and drink it for a while. Not to mention it is quite pleasant.

Look, they sat here for two hours without complaining, and they didn't go to Shouhetang for treatment.

Just as the next patient was about to enter the clinic, an extremely tall person came outside the door and rushed straight into the clinic.

After getting close to Ma Lingshan, he saw clearly that the man was carrying a man on his back, his arms hanging on both sides of the man's body, and blood gushed out from somewhere was scattered on the ground.

The man seemed to be exhausted when he entered the clinic. He staggered and knelt on one knee on the ground. The person on his back fell down. Qu Zi quickly looked at the patient and went straight to catch the patient.

The man behind his back then looked up and searched around anxiously.

"Where is Boss Zhou? Why is he not here?"

After talking, Ma Lingshan recognized that this person was Yao Blacksmith from Yao Ji Blacksmith Shop, but his face was black and gray. Those who didn't know thought he had passed by the coal pile.

"Yao Blacksmith? There is something important in the Meiyuan today, and the master is over."

Yao Tiejian became even more anxious, grabbed his sleeve and touched his face. It turned out that his face was not only covered with black charcoal marks, but also blood.

Yao Blacksmith stomped his feet and walked around the place.

"What should I do? I went to several clinics. The doctors in the hall either couldn't treat it or went to Meiyuan. Otherwise, you would invite Boss Zhou back. My brother was hit on the arm and shoulder by stones, and he kept bleeding all the way. I don't know if there is any help."

When Ma Lingshan heard this, he immediately squatted down and checked. The injured person was no longer conscious at this moment. He did not touch his arm and raised his head to say to Qu Ziping beside him:

"Send someone to Meiyuan to find the master back, saying that he has severe illness and needs rescue."

"Mingyu finds a door panel, goes to the backyard and asks a few people to carry them to the upstairs operating room. Remember to move your arms and don't move them at will, otherwise the broken bones will pierce the flesh and blood."

After saying that, everyone started moving in an orderly manner. After Qu Ziping ordered him to walk to Ma Lingshan.

"Doctor Ma, how should these registered patients be dealt with?"

Ma Lingshan pondered for a moment, remembering that the master said that the emergency rescue should be slowed down if it is urgent. Now that Master is not here, he can only give up the treatment of these patients first.

Thinking of this, Ma Lingshan walked quickly to everyone, bowed deeply and continued:

"Dear neighbors, you all saw that this brother is seriously injured. Our principle in Huichuntang is to help urgently, so we will stop today's outpatient clinic first, and then ask Qu Ziping to change your tomorrow's number. When will you come tomorrow, when will you give priority to medical treatment? How do you see?"

An old lady was helped to stand up, shook the veil in her hand, and smiled.

"Okay, Dr. Ma, we'll come here tomorrow. It's important for you to save people."

As they said that, everyone got up and prepared to leave. Qu Ziping stepped forward and exchanged the ticket number in their hands for tomorrow's appointment ticket, and then he sent the people away.

At this moment, Mingyu had already found someone. Everyone cooperated and skillfully placed the man on the door panel, raised it high above his head, and carried it directly to the second floor.

Yao Blacksmith followed him to the operating room door and was stopped by Desheng just about to go in.

"Brother, don't worry. Before Master comes back, we will make corresponding preparations for you brother. This is the cleanest place. When we go in, we have to change our clothes and wash it. For the safety of your brother, please wait on the chair outside."

When Yao Blacksmith heard this, he stopped.

Ma Lingshan glanced at Yao Blacksmith for the last time, "We will try our best to save people, but it is already difficult to get the pulse at this moment. We are willing to take it once, whether we live or die, are you willing?"

Yao Blacksmith nodded vigorously, "I'm willing."

Only then did Ma Lingshan quickly step into the operating room and the door swayed and closed.

It was impossible to sit down and wait. Looking at the door that was constantly shaking, he leaned closer to look inside through the gap, and could only see figures shaking inside, but he couldn't see anything he was doing.

In the operating room, Ma Lingshan looked at the patient without much panic and ordered:

"Sanshun wipes the patient, especially the arm, directly wipes it with an alcohol cotton ball, Desheng prepares salt water, and first aid kit, I will acupuncture the patient and get salt water injected."

As soon as he finished speaking, the few people started to move. Wang Sanshun didn't use tweezers. Because the area was too large, he directly held a pottery jar and grabbed the large gauze, dipped it in alcohol to start cleaning. The gauze turned black in just a few seconds.

Wang Sanshun repeated the movement just now again, cautiously. When he reached the wound, he just gently wiped the surface, looking at the upper arm bent into an extremely strange position.

Wang Sanshun bit his lip and tried his best to remain calm. Suddenly he thought of what Zhou Heng once said.

When you are afraid of the patient's injuries, treat them as raw meat during practice and eliminate the interference of fear on your own psychology.

Thinking of this, Wang Sanshun suddenly became less nervous. When he was doing exercises before, Zhou Heng praised him for his fast technique. At this moment, he seemed to have found that feeling and quickly disinfected the patient.

The man on the operating table gradually saw his original appearance. Ma Lingshan opened a disinfection bag sent by Desheng, which contained puncture items.

Connect the light yellow latex tube to the glass observer, and finally connect a bottle of salt water with a thick needle, and connect the thin needle to the end to drain the air inside the tube. Desheng grabbed an iron clip with wheels and clamped the tube.

Ma Lingshan took a deep breath, "I'm going to pierce."

Desheng nodded and pinched the patient's uninjured wrist with both hands.

"bring it on."

Ma Lingshan's hands were very stable. He pinched the needle handle and pierced directly along the blood vessels. He pinched the latex tube slightly, and a stream of bright red blood flowed back, and Ma Lingshan's heart relaxed.

"Dersheng let go, pierce."

Desheng quickly opened the clip with a roller to the maximum, and observed that the liquid inside the tube was ticking down quickly. The injured person's needle did not swell. Desheng looked envious.

"Doctor Ma is amazing. It seems that I need to practice more, but next time I will change to my feet, and there is no place on my hands."

Ma Lingshan paused and looked at the door of the operating room.

"I don't know when the master will come. I can't hold on for long. I touched the fractured area and couldn't use the method to reset it. I felt like I had some damage to the back. I didn't know if the internal organs were damaged."

Desheng was also a little anxious, "We can't watch this, at least stop the bleeding first, and what else can we treat when the master comes back and heals?"

When Ma Lingshan heard this, he felt it made sense. He quickly used the existing cotton ball gauze to cover the damaged part of the injured arm. After all, he didn't dare to move it if he had a fracture. Unfortunately, Ma Lingshan and Desheng pressed the injured part with both hands.

Not to mention that there seems to be less bleeding, Wang Sanshun looked up at the glass bottle that was about to drip, and asked in a little entangled manner:
Chapter completed!