Duan Cheng heard it clearly, and hurriedly asked: "What is haloemia?" He thought he was a weird person, and thought that there was no one in the world like him. So there is another disease in this world called haloemia
Doctor Shen also leaned over and asked, "Have you seen someone like him?"
Bai Zhi nodded: "I have seen it. I know this disease. This is not actually a disease. This is a kind of hysteria. It is an overreaction of consciousness and body caused by touching or seeing and smelling blood. If it is a disease, it can only be said to be a psychological disease."
She looked at Duan Cheng in a daze, "I guess you must have experienced something bad when you were a kid. At least in that incident, you saw blood. The blood you saw at that time made you scared and scared. , And this kind of fear and fear always stays in your deep memory. As you grow up, your body will react whenever you see blood."
Duan Cheng looked dumbfounded. I don't remember all the things when I was a kid. Is it really as you said, what stimulation did I experience when I was a kid
Doctor Shen's complexion is not very good, he said in a deep voice, "It's okay, it's okay, now it's not the time to talk about this, let's hurry up and work, there will be more injuries in a while."
Bai Zhi glanced at Doctor Shen's face. Doctor Shen obviously didn't want Duan Cheng to go further. Duan Cheng said that he didn't remember what happened when he was a child, so Doctor Shen must know something.
It seems that their relationship is not just as simple as the relationship between teacher and student.
The three were busy with each other, Doctor Shen and Bai Zhi each treated the injuries, while Duan Cheng handed them things.
With the help of one person, the efficiency will naturally be doubled. Today's military doctor's account is obviously much more orderly than in the past.
At this time, another soldier brought in the wounded and the sick should be brought in.
"Quick, quick. This is the leader of Mu Shen from the iron cavalry camp. Please help him, come and rescue him." The soldier who sent the wounded over was red with eyes, his expression was very anxious, and there were still tears on his face.
Upon hearing the three words Tieqiying, Bai Zhi's heart sank immediately.
Doctor Shen rushed forward to check Mu Yang's injuries. He used to pierce his left chest and lungs with one arrow. He had lost consciousness, but his breath was still there.
Doctor Shen touched Mu Yang's pulse, which was almost weak.
He has seen a lot of injuries like this. On this battlefield, this kind of injury is so common that no one has ever survived.
Doctor Shen withdrew his hand and sighed, "I'm sorry, the old man can't save him."
The young man knelt in front of Dr. Shen with a thump, and kowtowed at him desperately: "Doctor, please save him, Mu Shenling is a good man, he was injured like this to save me, I should die if I die. It shouldn't be him, doctor, I beg you."
Doctor Shen was also very sad. He didn't want to watch this man die, but what could he do? If he draws the arrow, Mu Shenling may die now, if he does not draw, he can live for another day or two at most, lingering.
Bai Zhi stepped forward, carefully inspected the wound, and said in passing: "The sharp arrow penetrated the left lung, causing hematoma and air leakage in the lung, but fortunately, it did not damage the aorta and heart. Otherwise, he would be dead now."
The young man didn't understand what she was talking about, but he vaguely felt that the young man in front of him seemed to have a way to save Mu and lead.
"Little doctor, can you save him, right?" The young man moved his kneeling body in front of Bai Zhi.
Bai Zhi helped him to get up: "I tried my best, but I can't guarantee the result. I hope you can understand."