Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Shi Jia stretched out a hand and quickly moved it towards the woman.

"what are you doing!"

"let me go!"

"Quiet!" Shi Jia was speechless, "Think about it in your mind, is it necessary for me to harm him?"

"Although you may not have seen the world, I have to tell you that alcohol disinfection is beneficial to wound healing." Shi Jia said while disinfecting.

After sterilizing, she picked up another bowl with a needle and thin thread soaked in it.

"By the way, I need to suture the wound now." Shi Jia looked at the woman with a ferocious face who had her acupoint tapped.

"Looking at your expression, I should have guessed what you meant by stitching the wound."

There is some truth to the saying that happiness is based on the pain of others.

Seeing the woman's struggling expression, Shi Jia felt a little happy. "Ahem, suturing wounds will help promote wound healing. Moreover, I did not invent suturing wounds. "Fifty-Two Prescriptions for Diseases" records that the famous doctor Ge Hong had already used suturing wounds to treat diseases during the Jin Dynasty."

"There is also the Sui Dynasty's "Treatise on the Causes and Symptoms of Various Diseases" which states: "If the golden sore is broken in the intestines and is seen at both ends, it can be cured quickly. First, use a needle to pierce the intestines in a continuous manner, then take chicken blood and smear it to prevent qi from deflating, then push it in and take it in. "

"The stitch method here is to suture the wound with thread."

After Shi Jia finished speaking, a question suddenly occurred to him. This world must be a small parallel world. Is there any trace of Chinese history?

There shouldn't be any, right?

However, all things lead to the same destination through different paths, so I guess something similar happened.

After all, we are all humans and can get hurt.

"Forget it, from the look of you, you probably haven't read these books. It's all in vain. Just watch."

Shijia shook his head and kept moving his hands, even though the tools were crude. But it didn't bother Shijia, a doctor who had been immersed in surgery for decades, at all.

The wound was quickly sewn up beautifully. The wound was sutured and simply bandaged with a clean cloth.

"By the way, he still has that poisonous needle in his left calf, I almost forgot."

Handling poisonous needles is also very simple. Pulling out the needles, bleeding, disinfecting and bandaging are all a series of smooth operations.

Shi Jia stood up and stretched. When he saw that the fire in the small stove was showing signs of going out, he added a few more firewood to it to make the fire roar again.

"After working for a long time, I'm still a little hungry." Shi Jia rubbed his stomach, walked straight to the backyard and brought back a small stove and a slightly larger earthen pot.

These are the original properties of the ruined temple, and have now been inherited by Shi Jia.

I grabbed a few sweet potatoes from the basket in the corner, walked to the edge of the patio, washed the sweet potatoes with the rainwater, threw them into an earthen jar, filled them with rainwater, and put them on the stove.

He lit a fire from the nearby stove, put firewood on it, and let it burn.

Shi Jia glanced at the woman, "Have you calmed down now?"

The woman glared.

"Oh, you can't talk now." Shi Jia picked up a small branch, broke off a small section from one end, and "brushed" the small wooden stick into an afterimage and flew towards the woman.

"Ah!" The woman closed her eyes in fear.

Shi Jia was speechless, "Have you calmed down?"

When the woman found out, she suddenly reacted, "Can I speak now?"

"Hurry up and untie my acupuncture point!" the woman said quickly.

Shi Jia looked at the woman up and down. They were both together. The man was so seriously injured, but the woman was still alive and kicking.

"Calm down!" The woman looked unhappy.

"Okay!" He broke another twig and threw it over. "Huh~" The moment the woman's acupuncture point was unlocked, her whole body almost collapsed. A trace of anger flashed in her eyes, but she didn't dare to look at Shi Jia again. This girl looks young, but is very experienced in doing things.

Moreover, the other party's martial arts is stronger than hers!

The woman's eyes flickered, not knowing what she was thinking.

Shi Jia ignored her, picked up the small bamboo basket, walked to the medicine shelf, and grabbed some medicine from the medicine shelf. He conveniently put the scissors on the side in. Then he took a dustpan with a diameter of one foot from under the shelf.

At this time, Shi Jia remembered something and looked back at the main hall, and sure enough he didn't see the table. Then he went behind the stone statue, took a bamboo table and a bamboo stool, and placed them in the main hall.

Then the small bamboo basket filled with medicinal materials and the plaque dustpan were placed on it.

"What are you going to do?" The woman was a little curious.

"Get some medicinal mud." Shi Jia turned around again, approached the statue, bent down and picked up a medicine jar from the statue's feet.

"I see your clothes are soaked. You can take off your clothes and bake them while the man is not awake." Putting the potion jar at the foot of the bamboo table, Shi Jia sat down and picked up the scissors to start processing. medicinal materials.

"I don't have any clothes for you to change here." She told the truth. The only two sets of clothes she had were exchanged with the farmers at the foot of the mountain.

The woman's face turned red with embarrassment when she heard this, and she glared at Shi Jia angrily.

Shi Jia blinked innocently, forget it, let's deal with the medicinal materials.

Cut the medicinal materials into pieces one by one, sort them into categories, and put them on the dustpan. After all the herbs were processed, Shijia picked up the potion jar, placed it on the bamboo table, and started pounding the medicine.

Making medicinal mud requires certain steps. It is not enough to just mash all the medicinal materials. Some medicinal materials also need to be steamed, just like refining medicine. There is a certain technical content in it.

After a lot of work, the medicinal paste is ready, and the medicine that was boiled earlier is also ready.

"Can you apply medicine?" Shi Jia handed the paste to the woman.

The woman nodded and took the mud.

"This is a one-time dose. It needs to be applied to both waist and calf injuries."

While the woman was applying the medicine, Shi Jia poured two bowls of dark medicinal soup and placed them on the bamboo table. "The medicine has cooled down. Remember to feed it. One bowl is yours."

"Do I want to drink too?" The woman glanced with disgust.

"You don't have to drink it. Anyway, it's just some medicine to dispel cold and detoxify." Shi Jia said nonchalantly. She sniffed, it smelled so good~

"Gulu~"

No, I’m so hungry. If I don’t eat, I will be controlled by hunger!

Shi Jia took a deep breath and opened the lid of the editor-in-chief's pot, and the rich sweet potato aroma suddenly spread. Ignoring the scalding temperature, she picked up a plump and thick sweet potato.

He randomly pulled out the skin twice and stuffed it into his mouth with a "ouch" sound.

The woman originally wanted to say something, but the rich fragrance made her lose her mind for a moment.

"Gulu~" The shocking intestinal peristalsis made the woman so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground.

Shi Jia heard this voice but did not laugh at her or speak. She picked up a sweet potato and threw it over, saying vaguely, "Eat!"

The woman hurriedly took the sweet potato, it smelled so good~

She had seen this kind of food, which was used by the people of Yu State to preserve fruits. It was said to be very sweet, but easy to be inflated. It's something that can't be put on the table.

Some people won't have this kind of thing on their dining table.

Unexpectedly, one day, she would use it to satisfy her hunger...

The woman looked a little ugly, but the sound of her stomach made her even more embarrassed.

Whatever. (End of chapter)