"It's going to hurt a little later, you have to hold back!" Liu Hongjian held a medical needle for suturing in his hand and said to the slave brothers sitting on the wooden pier.

The two looked at each other and did not speak.

"Which is the boss?" Liu Hong gradually looked left and right, the same outfit, the same hairstyle, twins, what a headache.

Chang Yu is also really, looking for clothes and finding two sets of identical ones, isn't it embarrassing for the official? I don't know if I have face blindness?

The two brothers looked at each other again, but still did not speak.

"Who's the boss!" Liu Hong is getting anxious, what is it, could it be that they are two dumb? It's a bit of a loss!

"My lord, the old herdsman said that these two people are from a small tribe that has been wiped out, and they do not know the Ming language very well, and can only understand the simplest words, such as shepherding, eating, working, don't, stop, yes, roll, kill, etc......"

Chang Yu saw Liu Hong gradually scratching his ears and cheeks, and hurriedly came out to explain.

"Your uncle, why did you go earlier, go and call Kuoduan!" Liu Hong glared at Chang Yu fiercely.

"My lord asks you, who is the boss?" Kuoduan Ancestor has been living in Daming for decades, and the thief of Daming is very far-fetched.

"Aggie, great." Aggie pointed to himself and snapped out four words.

He didn't seem to speak, but he understood that his brothers had been sold by their master, and that the man with a needle in front of him was their new master.

When the two saw Liu Hongjian holding a silver needle in his hand, they thought that the new master was going to torture them, and they resisted a little in their hearts.

"If you tell him, you will say that the official will treat their injuries and let them endure a little." Liu Hongjian didn't care what the two of them thought, the big tent was standing behind him with a big stick and a mallet, and his eyes never left the two slaves.

Kuoduan told the truth, the boss's eyes were a little confused, I don't know if he didn't understand, or didn't believe it.

The previous owner never cared about this, and if he was injured, he would be injured, and the herdsmen themselves could not find a witch doctor, let alone them, at most they would just give them an extra piece of meat.

The second child did not react at all, they were captured and became slaves since they were children, in the hearts of slaves, the master's orders are everything, and there can be no resistance.

The slaves who dared to resist died, and died miserably, and they survived.

The wound on Aji's right arm was very deep, and he resisted the knife of the flag officer over there with his arm, and the wound was more than an inch deep and the bone was visible.

Fortunately, he didn't cut the artery on the front side, but the bleeding in Rao's arm still didn't stop.

There is no disinfectant, no hemostasis, a terrible living environment, and large mosquitoes everywhere......

For a slave, being so badly injured in the summer of the steppe can basically wait for death unless he is born with strong resistance.

Liu Hongjian sighed, took iodine and rubbed it on the wound repeatedly, although after rinsing, Liu Hongjian could still smell a sour smell.

The Mongols didn't even bathe much for the tribal leaders, let alone the slaves.

Aggie lowered his head, feeling the cool sensation coming from his right arm, he didn't know what the new owner was doing.

He has seen the grassland witch doctor treat people's injuries, most of them have to first pray to the immortal heaven for divination, and get the approval of the immortal heaven before they can start treatment, and the treatment of external injuries requires the use of herbs to make a fire, smoke to burn the wound, and then to treat and pray at the same time......

But is this very young new owner really healing his injuries?

But as a slave, he did not resist, and he had to obey his master's orders unconditionally, even if he was allowed to die.

"Bear with me." Liu Hong gradually pinched the needle with medical forceps and pierced the open wound.

The anesthetic is very precious, and Liu Hong is gradually reluctant to take it out.

Aji frowned and didn't even say a word, Liu Hong gradually admired this guy's endurance, even if he was convinced.

Thinking that when the old man treated him, he bared his teeth and screamed for a while.

The sebum on the arm is very thick, and it is reasonable to say that it is the easiest to suture, but Liu Hongjian is very thin to suture.

Oh, damn it, it's broken, it's hand-raw, do it all over again!

Liu Honggradually glanced at this slave named Aji with some embarrassment, treating people as guinea pigs, he was really embarrassed!

As long as it's okay at night these days, Liu Hongjian went to consult with the group of grandfathers from the Tai Hospital.

After repeated arguments by the imperial doctors, coupled with some treatment ideas provided by Liu Hongji, I finally found a way that was not a solution.

The disease of loss of honor occurs in the neck, as long as the hard lump is removed before it stagnates, Chinese medicine recuperation, and Western medicine treatment, it can greatly alleviate the disease.

Although this does not stop the cancer from spreading, it can at least delay it.

Liu Hongchuan was skeptical about the surgical level of the Tai Hospital, and these old guys didn't dare to take such a risk, they would rather use conservative treatment methods than put their own lives into it.

In fact, if it weren't for Liu Hongjian saying that he would be responsible for the accident and put the knife on the necks of the imperial doctors, no one would agree to this crazy decision for them.

Liu Hongjian could only cut Chongzhen's neck himself, oh, it was a lump on his neck.

The sebum on the neck is very thin and there are many blood vessels, Liu Honggradually is not very confident in his level of suturing, and he needs a mouse to improve his proficiency.

So from time to time, Liu Hongjian would go to the wounded barracks as a supervisor to stitch up the wounds of the wounded soldiers.

As a dignified Ming Guogong and a superintendent, he treated the wounds of the bitter soldiers, and the Ming Dynasty was unprecedented in three hundred years.

The soldiers were naturally flattered, and in addition to being grateful to Dade, Liu Hong's reputation of loving soldiers like sons was also praised in the Ming army barracks.

For the gratitude of the wounded soldiers, Liu Hongjian just smiled and said nothing, he didn't use anesthetics to treat the wounds, and the people who were always stitched up and twisted and hurt screamed for change.

But who knows, these soldiers also said that Liu Hong was gradually humble and low-key, and they were even more respectful to him.

Oops, damn it, it's stringing again, it's really hard! Liu Hong gradually scolded secretly.

He peeked at Aggie and found that this guy was still expressionless, as if it was not him who was stitched up but an outsider, and it was only the cold sweat on his forehead that betrayed him.

After tossing for a quarter of an hour, Liu Honggradually finished stitching, looking at the twisted wound that was still stitched up, Liu Hong gradually shook his head slightly.

Another blind guinea pig!

After stitching, some hemostatic medicine was sprinkled on the wound, and two more circles of medical gauze were wrapped.

The wound of the second child was much lighter than that of the eldest child, but his left shoulder was cut by a war knife, and Liu Hong gradually stopped the bleeding and bandaged it.

"Tell them not to use force, not to squeeze the wound, not to get water on it for five days." A personal guard brought a basin of water, and Liu Hong gradually said while washing his hands.

Kuoduan didn't know why his lord was so kind to these two Tartar slaves, he was a little jealous, why wasn't he who was hurt?

If you are injured, as long as you say a few good words, the adults will definitely give us such careful treatment!

"%¥#%@...%@......#&@" plopped, and the eldest and second son knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Liu Hong with strange words.

"Kuoduan, what's going on with them? What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Liu Hongjian thought that these two slaves were stupid.

"My lord, they are thanking you, they are paying your allegiance!" Wide-end moving.

The ancient people of the League attached great importance to affection and righteousness, even if the original owner treated them badly and scolded them, they still gave them food, especially these Tartars who beat and urinated slaves.

The mother and son are ugly, and the dog is not poor, and to put it mildly, this slave is like a dog that has been given away, and it is very difficult to make the dog who has grown up trust the new master.

But my own adults did it.