The best male concubine who traveled through time

Ye Yang sat in the carriage, lifted the curtains, and looked around the bustling streets of the holy city with a pair of star eyes.

Hearing the yelling of small merchants and peddlers on the roadside, Ye Yang felt friendly, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: It's still comfortable outside, even the air is full of freedom.

"what is this?"

Jun Yi on the side held a looper and asked Ye Yang.

Ye Yang turned his head and saw Jun Yi picked up the suture needle, quickly snatched it and put it into a delicate wooden box, "Your Majesty, this is a medical product, and it should not be touched by hand."

"I'm just curious, it's really stingy." Jun Yi snorted coldly, turned to look at the tweezers next to the suture needle, and asked, "What is this? Why is it so strange?"

"This is tweezers, used to hold needles." Ye Yang explained.

The suture needles and tweezers were temporarily made out of silver by the Ministry of Industry yesterday, not to mention the weird shapes, and they look very unreliable. If it wasn't for the tight time, it would be impossible for Ye Yang to let others use this kind of rubbish for strangers. Inflammation to do suture surgery.

Although Ye Yang explained the purpose of the tweezers, Jun Yi still didn't understand. He looked at the thread next to the tweezers, and when he thought of the tingling sensation of the thread passing through the skin, he felt heartache.

Suddenly the carriage stopped, Ye Yang raised the veil of the car, saw the General's Mansion, he closed the wooden box, and got out of the carriage with Jun Yi.

"The old minister kowtowed to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

General Mo, who had already been waiting in front of the gate of the general's mansion, knelt on the ground and greeted him respectfully.

"Get up!" Jun Yi is not visiting in private today, but visiting General Mo Yan as the emperor, so that everyone in the Holy Dynasty will know that he is a good emperor who loves the country, the people, and his subjects.

Old General Mo stood up tremblingly, bent down and said respectfully: "Please, Your Majesty."

Jun Yi didn't refuse, he strode into the General's Mansion, and under the guidance of General Mo, the group of them came to the door of Mo Yan's room.

The imperial doctor had been waiting for a long time, he was about to kneel down to salute, Jun Yi waved his hands and said: "There is no need to salute, the most important thing is to save General Mo now."

The imperial doctor changed again, but he still couldn't do anything about Mo Yan's condition, especially the wound on Mo Yan's chest, no matter how good the bruise ointment was applied, the wound could not heal.

"Your Majesty, General Mo has been in a coma for several days, I'm afraid..."

The imperial doctor hesitated to say the four words of "I can't live", because he saw General Mo's dejected expression, and he was afraid that saying these words would irritate General Mo.

Ye Yang knew that in this era, there was no needle to deliver nutrient solution to the patient, so the comatose patient could not last seven days at all.

Now Mo Yan has been in a coma for four days, so the imperial doctor said that Mo Yan would not survive.

"How can you give up lightly before the last moment?"

Ye Yang pushed Mo Yan's room away, and a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine came to his nostrils. He looked at the dark and damp room with closed doors and windows, and frowned.

People in this era are like this. They are afraid that the patient will catch the cold, so they close the doors and windows tightly, which will cause the air in the room to not circulate, causing a large number of bacteria to grow, so Mo Yan's condition is aggravated.

He hurried to the window and opened it to let the air circulate first, dissipating the unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the room.

"Young Concubine Ye, no, General Mo is weak now, don't catch the cold!" Seeing Ye Yang open the window, the imperial doctor hurried forward to stop him.

"Ventilate first, let the air circulate, and reduce the growth of bacteria in the house."

The imperial doctor was dumbfounded, what is a bacterium?Why have you never heard of it?

Old General Mo also hesitated after listening to the doctor's words, but thinking that Ye Yang had invented so many things before, he should know more than them, so he suppressed his worries and left the immediate difficulties to Ye Yang to deal with.

Ye Yang didn't explain either, he ordered someone to send a few bowls, poured the alcohol prepared in advance into the bowls, then opened the wooden box, put the contents into the bowls one by one for disinfection.

"What is this for?"

Several people surrounded Ye Yang curiously, wondering what Ye Yang was doing?

"First sterilize all the things used in surgery, but keep them free of bacteria, otherwise, using surgical products contaminated with bacteria to perform surgery will aggravate the patient's condition."

Ye Yang is not a medical student, and he doesn't know much about medical knowledge. He just wrote a novel of the urban medical immortal type before, checked medical materials, and barely knows basic things like bacteria.

As a professional doctor Liu, he didn't understand a word anyway.He wanted to ask, but Ye Yang didn't give him this chance, and he continued to explain the next operation process.

When the imperial doctor knew that he had to use a knife to cut off the dead flesh first, and then sew up the wound with a needle, the imperial doctor thought Ye Yang was crazy.

"Are you joking? How can you use needles to sew wounds?" The imperial doctor felt that he shouldn't have come. If Mo Yan was cured to death, he would definitely be the one to blame.

Ye Yang said with a straight face: "I'm not joking, you must first cut off the necrotic flesh on General Mo's chest with a knife, and then sew it on with a needle."

How dare I?

The imperial doctor was really frightened, how could he save people like this?

"Young Concubine Ye, can you tell me why you used needles to sew up the wound?"

The old general Mo asked seriously.

He can understand using a knife to cut off dead flesh, but he can't understand why needles are used to sew the wound?

"Because the wound is large and difficult to heal, stitches are needed. After the stitches have a centripetal force on the wound, it reduces wound tension and helps the wound heal as soon as possible."

Ye Yang briefly explained, but several people did not understand his explanation.

Old General Mo glanced at Mo Yan, who was lifeless on the bed, and he knew that he couldn't delay any longer. Since he was going to die, why not be a dead horse as a living horse doctor?

As if he had made a major decision, he said to the imperial doctor: "Liu Yuyu, I will leave my son to you. Don't worry about it. No matter what the result is, the old man can bear it."

"Old General Mo..."

Doctor Liu stared blankly at the old General Mo's ashesy face, and nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I will do my best to follow every instruction given by Concubine Ye."

Seeing that Doctor Liu was willing to cooperate with him, Ye Yang carefully explained the details of the stitches, fearing that Doctor Liu would not know how to take up the thread, so he specially found a thread to demonstrate.

After Doctor Liu understood, Ye Yang invited the extra people out of the room, then closed the doors and windows tightly, and began to disinfect the room with alcohol, which made Doctor Liu even more unable to understand Ye Yang's actions.

Obviously, it was said before that the air should be circulated, so why should the doors and windows be closed now?

Ye Yang didn't explain, after he disinfected the room, he picked up a clean white cloth as a mask to cover his mouth and nose.

Doctor Liu understood, because he had seen people in the autopsy room cover their mouth and nose with cloth to prevent evil spirits from entering their body, so he quickly tied another clean white cloth on his face.

After everything was ready, Ye Yang asked Liu Yuyi to wash his hands with alcohol before starting the operation.

Physician Liu treats trauma and has seen too many hideous and terrifying wounds, so when he untied Mo Yan's clothes and looked at the hideous wound on Mo Yan's chest, his expression did not change.

On the other hand, Ye Yang felt a little pain in his chest when he saw the swollen and blackened wound, especially when he saw Doctor Liu cut off the necrotic flesh with a knife, he was so uncomfortable that he almost vomited.

He hurriedly turned his eyes away, not daring to look any further.

And Mo Yan, who fell into a deep coma, was tortured by the pain in his chest and his eyebrows were tightened, but even so, he didn't wake up.

"Young Concubine Ye, the blood can't stop." Doctor Liu Yu, who had cut off all the necrotic flesh, pressed the wound with sterilized gauze on the bleeding wound.

But even if he pressed hard, he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out.

Ye Yang turned his head back and looked at the wound oozing blood, he was really afraid that the blood would not stop and Mo Yan would be killed.

Thinking that Mo Yan would die, he was not afraid now. He quickly picked up the gauze and pressed the bleeding wound, but it was obviously useless. He hurriedly said to Doctor Liu: "Doctor Liu, pour alcohol on the wound. , can stop bleeding."

Doctor Liu also panicked at this time. After all, Mo Yan is very weak now. If the bleeding cannot be stopped, Mo Yan may die on the spot. At this moment, when he heard that alcohol can stop the bleeding, he hurriedly picked up the alcohol and poured it all on the wound. Mo Yan frowned in pain, his eyelids trembled, as if he was waking up.

But because the wound was too painful, Mo Yan, who hadn't woken up, was tortured by the severe pain and passed out.

Ye Yang saw that Mo Yan's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, almost unable to breathe, his heart was beating wildly with fear, he was really afraid that Mo Yan would die by their hands.

"Young Concubine Ye, the bleeding has stopped." Doctor Liu's surprised voice came over.

Ye Yang looked over quickly. Although the wound was still bleeding, it was obviously not as exaggerated as before. He let out a breath of foul air and said, "Then get stitches quickly."

Physician Liu responded, holding pliers in one hand and tweezers in the other, as Ye Yang said before, and began to sew up the wide open wound.

Although it was the first operation, doctor Liu did not shake his hands at all. After all, he had seen more terrifying injuries than this before. Facing the wound that was only five or six centimeters, he looked as usual and looked at Ye Yang. Said, to stitch together the wide open wound.

This wound required six stitches in total. After Doctor Liu cut off the thread of the last stitch, he watched the wide open wound stick together under the action of the thread, and finally understood why the wound was stitched up with thread.

Even the way he looked at Ye Yang changed, and he looked at Ye Yang with admiration.

Where the hell is this Ye Yang?Why can you come up with such a good way to treat trauma?If this is used in the military camp, how many traumatized soldiers will be saved?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. If he could really save Mo Yan this time, he decided to study this suture well to benefit the soldiers all over the world.

Seeing that the wound was no longer bleeding, Ye Yang let out a mouthful of foul air, glanced at Mo Yan, whose face was pale like a dead man's face, and quickly stretched out his hand to probe Mo Yan's carotid artery, seeing that there was still a weak beating, he stood up and said to Liu Yuyi : "The wound has been treated very well, now it's up to Mo Yan himself."

"I hope General Mo can survive this difficult time."

Doctor Liu actually admired Mo Yan's talent, and really didn't want the Holy Dynasty to lose a rare general in a century.