allonlinenovel Chapter 468 Suturing the Wound
Chapter 468 Suturing the Wound
Chapter 468: Stitching Up the Wound
Seeing the two brothers remain silent, Yunyi didn't intend to delve any further. After all, if the injured one didn't receive treatment soon, he might die at any moment: "I said, didn't you ask me to treat your illness? If you keep nagging, you might as well go to the King of Hell."
Ah Kuan, also known as An Xingze, only then realized that he had no strength left in his body and even started to feel dizzy.
Zhao Que quickly snapped out of his daze. It wasn't the time to think about those things yet; getting his brother treated was the priority. He hurried over and lit the oil lamp on the wall so that there would be better lighting.
An Xingze was injured in the abdomen. When the bandage was removed, Yun Yi couldn't help but gasp.
"You've been disemboweled, and you've managed to survive for so long, that's quite impressive."
An Xingze was already in a semi-comatose state at this time.
"The wound is too big, and I cannot stop the bleeding." Zhao Que felt very guilty. "So, I beg you, young lady... please save my brother."
Yunyi didn't refuse. Instead, she took out a small box from her bag, which contained suturing tools: "Then I'll teach you a trick. When the wound is too big, you can use suturing to treat it."
"Stitching?"
"Yes, it's like sewing clothes." Yunyi laid out the tools one by one to disinfect them. "This will help the wound heal."
"Use sewing thread?"
“If there’s nothing else, sewing thread will do, but it’s best to use catgut.” Yunyi showed the catgut in her box. “This is catgut, but I pulled it out of a cow’s intestines. To put it simply, it’s the chorionic membrane inside the cow’s intestines…”
An Xingmian listened attentively to Yun Yi's story and firmly memorized what she said.
"This wound... was inflicted by a sword." Yunyi finished her preparations and began stitching. Based on her experience, she immediately recognized the origin of the wound. "And this sword..." She couldn't help but slap An Xingze. "I say, you didn't go to assassinate the Emperor, did you?"
"How did you know?" An Xingze, who was half-asleep, was suddenly woken up by the slap, or rather, by the pain, and subconsciously replied.
"Just a guess," Yunyi scoffed. "She seems like a pretty smart person, so why does she keep doing stupid things?"
“Shouldn’t that dog emperor be killed?” An Xingze’s voice was very weak. “Killing him would also avenge the An family.”
“He deserves to die, but not in this way.” Yunyi sighed. “However, the palace was heavily guarded, and you still managed to escape. To be honest, your skills are quite impressive.”
An Xingze didn't know if the other person was praising him.
An Xingmian had a complicated expression on his face. His brother was already in such a state, why was he still being tormented? However, he didn't say anything.
"Here, eat it." Yunyi smiled and put a pill into An Xingze's mouth.
An Xingze swallowed it without asking any questions.
"You guys really trust me. You'll eat anything I give you."
“If you wanted to harm us, why would you go to all this trouble?” An Xingmian smiled. “If we still doubted you at a time like this, you wouldn’t have treated us in the first place.”
“I never met Marquis Zhenyuan, but my mother once said that when An Shoucheng was a teenager, he was incredibly handsome and dashing, the dream of countless young girls.” Yunyi sighed. “My mother also said that she once treated Marquis Zhenyuan’s wound, which was said to be over a foot long on his back, so deep that the bone was visible. Because it was on the battlefield, there was no anesthetic, so he just endured it. Just like Guan Yu scraping the bone to remove poison in ancient times, Marquis Zhenyuan stitched up his wound. It’s truly admirable.”
An Xingmian's eyes dimmed. More than ten years had passed, and he was almost forgetting what his father looked like. He was two years older than his younger brother. What about Aze? Was he also about to forget him?
There used to be portraits of my parents at home, but unfortunately they were all lost after the accident.
Yunyi didn't notice the change in the emotions of the person next to her: "An Lao Er's determined look is quite similar to that of Zhenyuan Hou."
“Hmm.” An Xingmian snapped out of her reverie, looked up and responded, “My brother does resemble our father more, while I tend to resemble our mother more.”
Yunyi didn't say anything more. Instead, she disinfected the wound, removed some rotten flesh, and then began to suture it.
The wound was over 20 centimeters long and required 15 stitches, followed by wound dressing and bandaging.
An Xingmian watched the whole thing, completely dumbfounded, but even more amazed. This young lady was just too amazing.
"Alright." Yunyi breathed a sigh of relief. "Now you can apply the medicine and bandage it."
An Xingmian hurriedly did as instructed.
“The anesthesia will wear off in half an hour, and he will wake up. However, he will have a high fever tonight, so someone must keep an eye on him at all times.” Yunyi looked at An Xingmian. “You can watch over him, but I see nothing here. It’s not suitable for recuperation at all.”
“I know, but I can’t bring him into the village, what if…”
"In that case, how about I make the arrangements for you?"
An Xingmian was immediately delighted, and then clasped her hands in thanks to Yun Yi: "Thank you, Miss Fang."
Yunyi nodded: "After leaving the mountain, there is a Chu Family Village at the foot of the mountain. Go there to find Xiao Bei... His full name is Zhao Xiao Bei."
"Who?" An Xingmian exclaimed in surprise.
"It's the Zhao Xiaobei you're thinking of."
An Xingmian's eyes reddened, but she didn't lose her composure and quickly nodded, "Thank you."
Yunyi left a pill for An Xingmian before heading out of the mountain.
“Young Miss, are they really…” Yunlu couldn’t help but ask.
"Hmm." Yunyi nodded, her mood slightly heavy. "Sixteen years ago, Marquis Zhenyuan, An Shoucheng, was sentenced to have his entire clan exterminated for treason... Ah Lü, do you know what nine generations of a clan means?"
“I know.” Yunlu nodded. “But I’m all alone. I don’t have nine generations of relatives. Or rather, I am nine generations of relatives by myself.”
Yunyi glanced at the little girl: "It's okay. When you meet someone you like in the future, get married and have children, you'll have nine generations of relatives. You'll still be the ancestor of your nine generations."
"Young Miss, why are you talking about me now? Weren't we talking about the Marquis of Zhenyuan?"
"The Marquis of Zhenyuan was loyal, yet he was destroyed by Emperor Zhou Shun." Yun Yi shook her head. "But there's something I don't understand. When Emperor Gaozu bestowed titles upon the ten founding families, if we're talking about merit that threatened the emperor, the others were no less capable than the Marquis of Zhenyuan. So why was he the first to be destroyed?"
"Killing the chicken to scare the monkey?"
"Although it's possible, I still feel it won't be that simple. After all, there are two dukes and a prince above the Marquis." Yunyi rubbed her chin and clicked her tongue. She would have to find an opportunity to go to the palace, and it would be best if she could put a sack over the Emperor's head.