Ruan Ling said: "Show me the wound."

Aunt Yang burned in a daze, and the blacksmith Yang shouted outside: "Dani, don't you come in to serve your mother yet!"

Yang Dani rinsed her mouth and walked in with anger on her face. She had a calm face and didn't even look at Ruan Ling, helping to take off Aunt Yang's pants.

Injured on the thigh.

The wound is one finger long and quite deep, and the wound is already ulcerated and swollen.

Ruan Ling only took a look and knew that the wound was infected and inflamed.

It must be caused by rust on the iron tool and infection with bacteria.

In addition, the weather is hot and there is no timely medication and care, so it turns out to be like this.

She asked, "Have you not seen it with Doctor Li?"

Yang Dani muttered, "Even Doctor Li can't cure it. What can you do..."

"Da Ni, shut up!" Yang Blacksmith scolded his daughter and said to Ruan Ling, "I applied some leaf grass at that time. Later, I saw that it was not good, so I went to the doctor to get the medicine. It seemed that it stopped bleeding, but I realized that it would become red, swollen and fever the next day. Alas!"

Ruan Ling said: "I'll treat this wound first."

She ordered Yang Dani to get hot water, candles and knives.

Yang Dani was unhappy: "What can you understand? I don't allow you to Peng my mother!"

Ruan Ling said to Yang Blacksmith: "Auntie, if you don't treat this injury, don't say that your leg cannot be saved, your life will be lost. Don't waste time!"

There was no antibiotic in ancient times. Most of the soldiers who were injured and died on the battlefield were infected by wounds.

This is not a joke either.

Otherwise, how could penicillin be called one of the greatest inventions?

I don't know how many lives have been saved.

Blacksmith Yang yelled at her daughter: "Go quickly! I slap you to death!"

Yang Dani was trembling with the roar and went reluctantly.

The hot water and the knife were ready. Ruan Ling put the knife on the fire and roasted it for disinfection. She overcame a little divine power and made Aunt Yang fall asleep. Then she used the tip of the knife to cut off all the rotten meat in the wound.

Yang Dani looked at her face and turned pale, and finally she couldn't help but run out and vomit.

Blacksmith Yang thought he was a man and stood by and endured it.

Instead, Ruan Ling's expression was focused and her eyes were calm, as if the rotten wound in front of her was just the most common picture.

Blacksmith Yang admired this little lady more and more.

After cleaning up the rotten meat, Ruan Ling cleaned the wound with water.

This process is naturally extremely painful. Fortunately, I have divine power, so Aunt Yang can't feel it at all.

Ruan Ling turned her head and asked, "Uncle Yang, do you have moldy food in your house?"

Blacksmith Yang was stunned: "Is moldy?"

"The steamed buns, rice, meat, are all OK, there are green mold on it."

Yang Dani spoke outside the window: "You're crazy, it's good to have enough food. Who can keep all the food moldy?"

Ruan Ling ignored her and said, "If there is no food, fruits are fine, apples, orange peels, and green mold grows."

"Oh, there is orange peel!" Blacksmith Yang hurriedly turned around and brought a few moldy orange peels.

Ruan Ling used a knife to scrape off the green mold on the edge of the orange peel and carefully covered the wound.

"Can this work?" Yang Blacksmith asked in a low voice.

Can moldy things be applied to the wound?

Yang Dani leaned her head and saw it, gritted her teeth and whispered: "Little bitch, if you deserve to die my mother, I will fight you for the best!"

Ruan Ling applied all the green mold, stood up and said, "According to my estimate, the fever will be reduced in the afternoon. In a few days, the wound will be scarred and healed."
Chapter completed!