She patted his face lightly, "Yu Wenhao, Yu Wenhao."
"Don't shoot him, he has passed out." Qi Wang said angrily.
Yuan Qingling was still filming, "Yu Wenhao, wake up and try to open your eyes."
She took his hand, gently straightened it, and then squeezed it hard, "open your eyes.
"You woman, really don't know what the emperor's grandfather told you to do?" Wang Qi hurried over, trying to reach out and Kai Yuan Qingling.
But Yu Wenhao slowly opened his eyes.
Yuan Qingling pushed Wang Qi away, and said slightly stunned: "You step aside and don't interfere with me."
Wang Qi looked at her in surprise, why is this woman so fierce
Yuan Qingling put her hands on Yu Wenhao's head, and asked, "Yu Wenhao, look at me, do you know who I am?"
The scene in front of Yu Wenhao was blurred, but he heard the sound and said, "Ugly girl."
Yuan Qingling's mouth twisted, "Who are you? What happened, you know?"
"This king is attacked..."
Conscious.
"Okay, I will check for you now. If it hurts, tell me to rule out cerebral hemorrhage and internal hemorrhage." Yuan Qingling's hands began to gently press on the brain, slowly moving down, the heart and lungs. unit…
Yu Wenhao let out a wheeze in his chest, and his body trembled, and his face was flushed and his breathing became difficult.
Yuan Qing Ling Fei quickly judged that there was an internal injury, and a cough caused a pneumothorax.
"Fifth brother..."
"Lord..."
Seeing that Yu Wenhao's situation suddenly became critical, everyone stepped forward and screamed.
Yuan Qingling had already walked quickly behind the screen, took out the medicine box, opened it, and took out the needle.
"Tang Yang, you help me hold him, he will have a pneumothorax, it will endanger his life, and he must take his breath out." Yuan Qingling said.
"What?" Tang Yang was puzzled, looking at the needle in her hand in astonishment.
Yuan Qing Ling didn't bother to explain, took his hand and pressed Yu Wenhao's left and right hands, "Try to control him not to move."
"Oh, oh!" Tang Yang wasn't a foolish person, but it was very hard to see Yu Wenhao, and now there is no royal doctor present, he can only listen to Yuan Qingling's words, after all, this is the order of the Supreme Emperor.
Let everyone listen to Princess Chu's words.
Yuan Qingling took a deep breath, and she hadn't done a pleural puncture for a long time.
She lowered her finger, slowly locked the position, and pierced the gap between the second rib.
Fortunately, everything went well.
Everyone was stunned, watching her needle slowly go up, and as it went, Yu Wenhao looked calmer.
Everyone was relieved, but Yuan Qingling's heart was very heavy.
This means that his internal injuries are not minor, but where the injuries are and how heavy they are, she has no way of knowing. As a doctor who came out of modern medicine but has little clinical experience, her diagnosis is mostly based on medical instruments.
Today, apart from a stethoscope, she has no other instruments available.
And now the first thing to do is blood transfusion. He has lost too much blood and will kill him.
She closed her eyes and muttered silently. There must be test strips and blood transfusion equipment in the medicine box.
Turn it on, there is indeed, she really did what she wanted, but comforting herself, this is mind control, and it has nothing to do with supernatural powers.
She put the test strips on the table, and then said to Gu Si sternly: "You all dripped blood on the test strips. He lost too much blood. He must have a blood transfusion."
Gu Si puzzled, "What is blood transfusion?"
"Just give him your blood."
The guard Xu Yi raised his wrist, swept his nails, and the blood fell. He leaned over and dripped it into Yu Wenhao's mouth and said, "It doesn't matter if the blood of the subordinates is drained."
Yuan Qingling glanced at him, "It's commendable to be loyal, but you can't help him like this. Even if the blood is swallowed, it will only reach the stomach instead of the blood vessels, and it will not circulate to the heart. Stop the bleeding quickly, don't waste it.
Xu Yi was stunned, looking at Yu Wenhao who had already eaten his mouth full of blood, and said in a whisper, "Isn't that true?"
Yuan Qingling handed the test paper to Xu Yi's blood, and everyone else did what Yuan Qingling said, putting a drop of blood on the test paper.
Yuan Qingling pierced Yu Wenhao's fingertips for blood test.
After waiting for a while, she looked at the test paper and said, "Gu Si, Tang Yang, your blood is available."
Both of them are type O blood, while Yu Wenhao is type A.
Gu Si and Tang Yang immediately stood up straight, waiting for Yuan Qingling's instructions.
"Sit down!" Yuan Qingling took the blood needle bag and came over and transfused blood in a critical situation. There was no way to be rigorous, so that they would not be sick or pain, drink, smoke, and take medicine.
Gu Si and Tang Yang watched their blood flow out of the small tube and turned into two black bags. They raised their heads and glanced at Yuan Qingling. Seeing Yuan Qingling's expression was heavy, they did not dare to ask.
After drawing two bags of blood, Yuan Qingling hung up in front of the bed and gave Yu Wenhao a blood transfusion.
Pick up the stethoscope again and listen to whether his internal organs are ruptured and internal bleeding.
If there is a hemothorax, it should be a pneumothorax caused by coughing in the case of hemothorax.
She pierces and draws blood again, Yu Wenhao is now sober, his eyes have been following Yuan Qingling away. When Yuan Qingling lowered his head and pumped his chest bleeding, he didn't even feel the pain, but just stared at the seepage of her forehead. blood.
Then, he slowly raised his hand to wipe the blood off her forehead.
The hand flicked slightly, Yuan Qingling said sharply: "Don't move."
He tried to stare at her, so loudly, did he want to scare him to death
Yuan Qingling received his dissatisfaction and said: "You still have a blood transfusion."
Seeing that Yu Wenhao's situation was slightly relieved, Wang Qi thought it was the effect of the purple golden pill, and said: "Fifth brother, I will ask the second brother for a purple golden pill."
Gu Sidao: "My lord, the doctor said that Zijin Dan can't be used much."
Yuan Qingling knew that he had taken Zijin Pill, and she had tested the effect of Zijin Pill by herself, so she knew.
Therefore, she glanced at King Qi, "Your Zijin Pill has temporarily saved his life."
Otherwise, he won't be able to sustain it now.
Wang Qi's eyes flew, "He will be fine, won't he?"
"I don't know!" Yuan Qingling pulled the needle back and discarded it. "The purple gold pill is not an elixir. It's just to stabilize his situation for the time being. He has always lost too much blood, suffered serious injuries, and his internal injuries are unclear..."
As she spoke, she glanced at Yu Wenhao, who had slowly closed his eyes.
Talking about his situation in front of the wounded was indeed cruel.
However, she thought he could bear it.
During the blood transfusion, you need to watch closely, and the next step is to treat the wound.
With so many wounds and so deep, sterile stitches are inevitable.
Needles, a huge and long project.
Yu Wenhao was like a ruined rag doll. Under everyone's stare, Yuan Qingling's skillful hands sew on it bit by bit.
King Qi almost shed tears when he saw it, it was too cruel.
At dawn, the wound on the head was finally sewn.
There was no bleeding in the head, which made Yuan Qingling very satisfied.