I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Chapter 176: Emergency Situation

Fang Xiaoxiao heard the pig's screams coming from not far away and immediately felt that it deserved it. What kind of time is this to dare to come out and cause trouble? It's already a favor that it wasn't killed.

She looked around and found that everyone was looking at the doctor.

The fortune teller was holding a pair of scissors and gesturing intently in front of the little girl, looking extremely serious.

"Disciple, bring your master a candle."

"Okay Master!"

The apprentice knew why his master needed candles.

These candles are used for sterilization.

Otherwise, if the scissors are not disinfected, it can easily cause bacterial infection.

Listening to their conversation, Fang Xiaoxiao realized that the ancients had a fairly comprehensive understanding of medicine.

So she could only stand aside and watch silently as the two men treated the little girl.

Little did she expect that just as she regained her composure and wanted to observe how the quack doctor in front of her treated the little girl, an unexpected incident occurred.

The doctor heated the scissors in his hand with a candle, then cut off the arrowhead from the girl's chest with one scissor, and then pulled out the arrow shaft with his bare hands.

However, because he was too rough, blood kept gushing from the little girl's chest as soon as he pulled out the arrow shaft.

The girl's chest was originally blocked by the arrow shaft, so there was no major bleeding. But now that the arrow shaft is gone, the already blocked blood vessels have suddenly been cleared, resulting in this horrifying scene.

"Quickly, use wound medicine to stop the bleeding!"

The half-immortal doctor hurriedly instructed his apprentice to bring out the wound medicine.

"How could this be? I clearly followed the instructions written in the medical manual..."

In fact, he had never performed such surgery. When he was in the Imperial Hospital, he mainly wrote prescriptions for the concubines to regulate their health and wellness, and at most, he would treat colds.

However, due to a misdiagnosis, he was dismissed from his official post and became a commoner.

In the Imperial Medical Academy, chief physicians like him were as numerous as hairs on a cow, because as long as money was paid in the right way, one could obtain the position of chief imperial physician.

Unfortunately, despite studying medicine for decades, he remained mediocre and made no progress, ultimately becoming nothing more than a nominal imperial physician.

However, the half-immortal doctor still blamed it all on the concubine. Why should he, a mere imperial physician, be the one to treat her venereal disease? Shouldn't the real chief imperial physician be the one to treat her?

He was calling out to his apprentice to bring him wound medicine, his body trembling constantly.

This was the first time he had ever seen so much blood, especially since some of it had splattered on his face, which truly terrified and upset him.

The apprentice medicine boy had never seen his master so flustered, which made him panic as well.

With trembling hands, he fumbled and searched through the medicine box, but couldn't find the wound medicine.

This made the blood-covered healer extremely anxious, and he kept shouting.

"You idiot, you good-for-nothing! You can't even find something I ask you to look for. I'd rather have a dog than keep you!"

His voice was so loud that everyone present was surprised.

Everyone started whispering among themselves.

"How could a fortune teller say such a thing? Isn't that going too far?"

"That's right. If it were me, I would definitely slap him twice across the face."

"Stop talking, everyone! Look at this little girl, she looks like she's about to die!"

The speaker was an older woman, and she pointed at the girl.

Everyone then noticed that the girl's body was convulsing, her face was getting paler and paler, and the blood that had been gushing from her wound was gradually decreasing, indicating that she had lost too much blood.

Fang Xiaoxiao, who had originally planned to just watch the show, stopped worrying about the so-called chief physician of the Imperial Hospital. If things continued like this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She immediately whispered something to Old Zhang beside her.

"Hurry up and go to the store to get my first-aid kit, and also ask Xiao Cui to get you a few more bottles of hemostatic pills..."

She went on and on and on.

Old Zhang nodded repeatedly.

Watching him rush out of the crowd, Fang Xiaoxiao turned around and walked towards the little girl.

"Everyone, quickly help me find some blankets, quilts, or other warm clothing, and also gather some firewood..."

She began to give instructions to the people around her, her words serious and brooking no dissent.

Under such circumstances, she couldn't care less about anything else.

Just then, the half-immortal doctor, who had been scolding his apprentice, saw someone daring to steal his credit and immediately turned around and yelled at the person who had stolen the credit.

"What are you doing? Who gave you permission to contact patients?"

“I am the one treating this little girl. What right do you, a mere pill seller, have to point fingers here?”

Fang Xiaoxiao glanced at the doctor who had spoken, then rolled her eyes at him.

"Idiot..."

After saying that, she ignored him completely.

The girl is currently breathing weakly and has lost too much blood. If she doesn't receive a blood transfusion immediately, she may not survive.

After much deliberation, she decided to donate blood to the girl.

Fang Xiaoxiao hurriedly spoke to the girl's mother, who had already lost her spirit and had a blank look in her eyes.

"I need to give your daughter a blood transfusion now. Could you please help me get her father to come over, and it would be best if you could also get a few other relatives to come..."

The girl's mother replied mechanically.

"why?"

"Human life is at stake. If you want to save your daughter, don't ask so many questions. You'll naturally find out the reason in time!"

Fang Xiaoxiao left a sentence and got up to take the medicine box and three small medicine bottles from Old Zhang.

The situation is critical. The only thing we can do is give the girl a hemostatic pill to try to stop the bleeding from her wound.

She looked at the wound about the size of an index finger on the girl's right chest, and her brows furrowed slightly.

If the fortune teller hadn't violently pulled out the arrow shaft, the girl wouldn't have suffered such severe bleeding from her wound, let alone been in mortal danger.

This is terrible. Not only did they fail to cure the person, but the situation has become extremely complicated.

There are two things that must be done: first, to give the girl a blood transfusion; and second, to perform surgery on her and stitch up her wounds.

However, these two things must be done at the same time, and the girl's body temperature must be kept at around 35 degrees Celsius, otherwise it will still be a waste of time.

She had just knelt down to feed the girl a hemostatic pill when someone grabbed her wrist.

Looking up, he saw the medicine boy who had just been called a good-for-nothing by the half-immortal doctor.

The young apprentice's face was filled with anger, and his right hand, which was gripping her wrist, tightened its grip as if he had a blood feud with Fang Xiaoxiao.

"What are you doing? Didn't you hear what my master just said?"

"He told you not to move, are you deaf?"

"What right does a lousy pill seller have to steal my master's job of saving people? Get out of my way or I'll have to resort to violence!"

This guy is like a mad dog, biting anyone he sees; he's practically insane.

Fang Xiaoxiao felt a sharp pain in her wrist from his forceful action and couldn't help but frown and stare at him.

"Let go of me, you're hurting me!"