Two prescriptions, plus a list of precautions, were placed in front of Liu Zhao.
Liu Zhao just glanced at the prescription.
His eyes were always fixed on the precautions.
Note 1: Put the gauze wrapped in the wound into boiling water for a cup of tea, then dry it before use.
Note 2: Put the knife used to clean the wound into boiling water for a cup of tea. Before use, clean it again with a burning knife.
Note three: When treating a wound, first clean the wound with a burning knife and make sure it is clean.
Note 4: Whether treating a wound or applying medicine, the person handling the wound must wash their hands clean.
The door opened from the outside.
At this moment, it was already early morning.
Zhao San walked in with cold dew all over his body.
There was a dog lying on the ground with injured legs at the door. The dog's legs were wrapped in gauze, and it had obviously received treatment.
Zhao San bowed and said, "Sir, I have tried the prescription. There is no problem with the prescription, and the efficacy is very strong."
Liu Zhao looked at the dog at the door, then nodded, "Come and treat my wounds."
It was impossible for Liu Zhao to use the prescription written by Gu Jiu without reservation.
As the grandson of the emperor, suspicion is his nature.
He has been taught since he's was a child not to eat food or use medicine given by outsiders.
If he hadn't been suspicious, he wouldn't be alive today.
Zhao San followed the precautions and washed his hands and knives.
Liu Zhao took off his clothes, revealing his wounds.
The wound becomes inflamed and festering, and the pus and slough must be cleaned out.
Zhao San hesitated, "Sir, it will be a little painful."
Liu Zhao's face was calm. "It's alright."
Zhao San gritted his teeth, took out the burning knife, poured it on the wound, and began to clean it.
The muscles around the wound were completely out of the owner's control and kept twitching.
Liu Zhao's hands tightly grasped the armrests of the chair. His face remained expressionless, without even a groan.
After the wound was cleaned, Liu Zhao was fine, but Zhao San broke out in a cold sweat.
Zhao San secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Next, apply the medicine to the young master."
Liu Zhao nodded.
The medicine prepared using the prescription prescribed by Gu Jiu has a faint fragrance.
The ointment is dark brown in color. Apply it to the wound little by little until it covers the entire wound.
Liu Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as the ointment touched the wound, there was a refreshing and cool feeling, and even the pain was reduced a lot.
Zhao San asked cautiously, "How do you feel, young master?"
Liu Zhao said indifferently, "Very good!"
Zhao San laughed and said, "Miss Gu is really capable."
Liu Zhao nodded. "She is young and certainly has no medical experience, but her medical skills are pretty good. I am very curious, where did she learn her medical skills?"
Zhao San wrapped the wound with gauze and said, "I have inquired about it. Miss Gu has been ill since she was young. It is said that long-term illness makes a doctor. Maybe she has learned medical skills because of her long-term illness."
Liu Zhao smiled faintly. "Miss Gu's condition belongs to internal medicine. I didn't know that people who have been bedridden and taking medicine for a long time also know how to treat external injuries."
Zhao San looked up at Liu Zhao and said, "Sir, would you like me to send someone to investigate again?"
Liu Zhao was silent for a moment and finally said, "No need. Keep your distance from each other in the future and don't have too much contact. I think the other party thinks so too."
After saying this, he picked up the notes on the table, folded them up, and put them close to his body.
"Although I don't know the specific principles of these four precautions, they must be crucial to treating trauma. If they can be promoted in the military in the future, I think they will be able to save the lives of many seriously injured soldiers."
"That's what you said is right, sir."
…
Master Xie got up early in the morning, and his eyelids kept twitching.
While eating breakfast, he asked, "Is the young master back?"
"My Lord, the young master hasn't come back yet."
Master Xie nodded; it seemed that the matter had been settled.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.
It's good that the matter has been settled. I will go to the governor's mansion to propose marriage tomorrow.
I really want to see what expression Lord Gu Zhili will have at that time.
Ha ha...
Thinking of that scene, Mr. Xie couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.
Lord Gu had driven him out of the house without regard for their relationship, so he should be invited back politely at this time.
"Master, it's bad!"
The concierge came running in.
"What are you in such a hurry for?" Master Xie frowned and looked at the person who came with dissatisfaction.
The concierge swallowed nervously and said, "Young Master, the young master is back."
"Young Master is back, so why are you making that expression? Wait, you said my son is back? How come it's so early?"
Mr. Xie was a little confused.
He knew his son well. He was a man who could not endure hardship, and it was impossible for him to travel overnight and come back so early.
The doorman was anxious. "Master, please go and have a look. The young master is injured and covered in blood."
"What?"
Master Xie suddenly stood up from his chair, and the tea bowl beside him swayed and fell directly to the ground.
Without caring about these trivial matters, Mr. Xie hurried towards the gatehouse.
"Shiro!"
Second Master Xie stood three steps away from Xie Xian and shouted loudly, his heart trembling.
His son, his beloved son, was lying on the door panel, covered in blood, almost unrecognizable.
Master Xie yelled "Ah!" and rushed over, throwing himself on the door panel. "Silang, who hurt you?"
Xie Xian was weak, and his eyelids moved and his lips opened and closed, but he could not utter a word.
The housekeeper advised: "Master, the young master is seriously injured. We must ask a doctor to come and treat him immediately."
"Quick, call the doctor. Carry the young master to the room quickly."
"yes!"
Several gatekeepers carried Xie Xian back to his room.
Mr. Xie Er suddenly felt dizzy; his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.
"Master, are you alright?"
The housekeeper and the servant were quick to act, and together they supported Master Xie.
Master Xie stroked his head and asked with a horrifying expression, "What happened? How could Silang be injured so badly?"
The housekeeper said hurriedly, "Someone knocked on the door. When the doorman opened the door, he saw the young master lying on the ground covered in blood."
Master Xie gnashed his teeth and asked, "Did you see who knocked on the door?"
The butler shook his head. "I didn't see it."
"Ahhh…"
Second Master Xie let out bursts of angry roars with an extremely terrifying expression.
"It must be Gu Jiu, it must be. Silang went to Tianmen Temple yesterday, and he must have been injured there. Where is the servant? Where did the servant beside Silang go?"
The housekeeper was frightened by the madness in Mr. Xie's eyes. "No, servant don't know. servant haven't seen any."
Master Xie was a little confused. "you didn't see any one?"
The butler nodded repeatedly, "That's right! The servants who followed the young master are gone."
Master Xie's face turned pale, and he instantly had a bad feeling.
"What's going on?"
It's impossible that they were all killed.
Master Xie gritted his teeth and said, "Prepare the car. I want to go to Tianmen Temple myself."
"Master, there's a letter from the master."
A servant ran over in a hurry and reported in a low voice.
Second Master Xie paused, and the message of a letter from the eldest master calmed him down from his anger.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Housekeeper, send someone to keep an eye on Tianmen Temple and the Governor's Mansion. Report any situation in a timely manner. Also send someone to notify my sister, telling her that the plan failed and Xie Xian was seriously injured."
"Yes! Servant will arrange it right away."