Medical Stitches

Ye Liuli spent a minute thinking about her life and death in this era. If she wanted to die, she didn't have to be think so much. She had scissors on the table. She knew the position of the arteries of the human body. A good weapon, not to mention they were in ancient times. She could not be so easily saved.

But if she wanted to live, she had to work up her mind, find a way to rescue the disabled man who wanted to skin her, and then find out how to live.

Love was precious, freedom was too but the price of living was so much higher. If it is for the sake of life, both could be sold, at least temporarily.

Yes she would admit it, Ye Liuli has always been greedy for life and a little scared of death.

Taking a deep breath and calming down, she started to look at the patient.

When she found that the temperature of the man was gradually rising, Ye Liuli screamed in her heart.

This fever was caused by a wound infection. Although his most obvious wound was on the head, it did not rule out the fact that there were injuries at other parts of his body. Although the man could kill her with one palm, he was pushed down and bumped into the wall. Looking at his coma state, the man's body looked very weak.

Thinking, she took off the man's clothes and cleaned them.

This man's figure was very good, with broad arms, strong muscles, and eight abs. And he was her husband.

Why were his leg muscles visible? After losing the use of his legs due to paralysis, the muscles will gradually disappear.

The next order is generally strength, dimension, and subsequently muscle atrophy with changes in body fat rate and basal metabolism.

Ye Liuli reached out and pinched the muscles of the man's legs. It was judged that these legs lost consciousness for about ten months, and his muscles were still elastic.

It is a pity that such a good figure had become paralyzed. No wonder his temper was so bad.

After confirming that there were no obvious wounds on the man, Ye Liuli initially determined that his high fever was caused by the head wound.

The blood that had just stopped barely began to seep again, and Ye Liuli couldn't help but scream frustratedly.

Pressing again to stop the bleeding, she then tore the ragged wedding gown to tear a few pieces of cloth to stop the man's arteries, and carefully opened the bandage around the man's head.

In ancient times, people dared not to hurt anything of their parents even their own bodies and that was the number one rule of filial piety.

Because of this ridiculous reason, men in ancient times also had long hair.

The man's hair looked very beautiful, black and flexible, giving out a light and elegant luster under the light. Although such beautiful hair looks pleasing to the eye, it made looking at the wound difficult.

Ye Liuli did not dare to shave the man's hair because she didn't want to be skinned.

There was a dressing table in the room, and there was a small dagger-like knife on the dressing table, which was extremely sharp.

First, she disinfected the makeup knife with wine, and then carefully shaved the hair off the man's wound site.

The concentration of medical alcohol was 75%, and even the most popular distilled wine in modern times had the alcohol percentage to be 60%, not to mention the ancient times when the brewing industry was underdeveloped. Far from reaching the standards and functions of medical disinfection.

However, in addition to this low-degree brewing wine and lightly roasting the knife on a candle, there were really no other methods of disinfection, which was better than nothing at all.

When she saw the wound on the man's head, Ye Liuli was taken aback. "My aunt, if the bleeding of such a big wound can be stopped by pressing, then I will not be Ye Liuli but Hua Tuo. This wound must be sutured! "

While muttering, she had jumped off the bed and came to the dresser again.

There were several drawers next to the dresser, and needlework was found in the topmost drawer.

The needles used in modern medical sutures were special, curved, polished and electrolytically smooth, which is far from the standard of ancient embroidery needles. However, she had no choice but to use embroidery needles to try her luck. It was time to sew a human scalp.