I was a conman in the Ming Dynasty.

Chapter 147 Nianxia's Surgery

Chapter 147 Nianxia's Surgery

Drunken Flower Pavilion, Wang Wenzhou's room.

Zhao Fengmin knelt naked beside the bed, tending to Wang Wenzhou's arrow wound on his leg.

Wang Wenzhou valued his life highly and was afraid of infection, so he specially taught Zhao Fengmin some simple first aid methods, asking her to help him change his dressings and disinfect the wound. Actually, Wang Wenzhou really wanted Liu Rushi to become a doctor. However, Liu Rushi didn't particularly like medicine, and Wang Wenzhou greatly admired her talent displayed during the riots, intending to train her to become a female general.

"Hiss..." Because there was no anesthetic, Wang Wenzhou could only endure the pain, which was probably why Zhao Fengmin wasn't wearing clothes. Distracting himself was a good way to relieve the pain.

"My lord, does it hurt?" Zhao Fengmin asked softly.

"Mmm!" Wang Wenzhou nodded slightly, his face covered in sweat from the pain.

Zhao Fengmin quickly squatted down, bit the wound for a while, and then continued to bandage it.

Zhao Fengmin skillfully picked up a cotton ball, dipped it in alcohol, wiped the wound, applied medicine, and then wrapped it with gauze.

Wang Wenzhou smiled, hugged Zhao Fengmin tightly, and praised her, "Minmin is really amazing, she's becoming more and more like a doctor."

Zhao Fengmin asked with a smile, "Sir, will you still bite?"

Wang Wenzhou shook his head and said, "No, you have to hurry up and teach them how to treat wounds, otherwise many people will die from wound infections."

"Mmm." Zhao Fengmin nodded.

Wang Wenzhou released some more people from the labor camps and established a medical battalion, headed by Zhao Fengmin. The medical battalion was responsible for treating the wounds of so many injured people during the riot, hoping to save many lives.

"Smack! Smack!" Wang Wenzhou patted Zhao Fengmin's bottom and said with a smile, "Hurry up and get dressed, we need to treat Nianxia first. I'll watch from the side this time, and if you make another mistake, I'll still spank you!"

"I know!" Zhao Fengmin said softly.

Wang Wenzhou took Zhao Fengmin's hand and led her to Nianxia's room.

On the day of the riot, eight policewomen were serving drinks at the No Return Building. Three of them died tragically. Although Nianxia survived, she fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

Five or six policewomen surrounded the bed, wiping away tears. When they saw Wang Wenzhou approaching, they pleaded, "Sir, please find a way to save Nianxia."

Wang Wenzhou pointed at Zhao Fengmin and said, "Don't worry, I brought Minmin here for Nianxia's surgery. Taohua, have Xiaoqiang find some people to come and give Nianxia a blood transfusion."

Peach Blossom knew that Wang Wenzhou had saved Sheng Lan's life in the same way last time, so she quickly said, "My lord, use our blood. We can't use that stinky man's blood on Nianxia."

Wang Wenzhou curled his lip in disapproval. "Damn it, why bother distinguishing between men and women at a time like this?"

“If you’re not afraid of the pain, then use yours. Go to your respective bowls and come over here to have your blood types checked,” Wang Wenzhou said.

"Okay!" Nianxia and the others quickly went out.

Zhao Fengmin took out the surgical instruments. These were specially made by Wang Wenzhou after Sheng Lan was injured. The scissors, tweezers, and scalpel were easy to make, but the needles and tubing used for blood transfusions took a lot of effort to prepare. In the days before rubber, animal intestines and other materials had to be used as substitutes.

When Tao Hua and the others returned, Wang Wenzhou checked their blood types and selected two female police officers who were suitable for blood transfusion. He then instructed Zhao Fengmin to donate blood.

Zhao Fengmin nodded, remembering Wang Wenzhou's instructions to wash and disinfect her hands with alcohol before each surgery. Then she would put on sterilized leather gloves and begin the procedure.

Because it was Zhao Fengmin's first time receiving a blood transfusion, the needle failed to penetrate her vein despite several attempts.

Peach Blossom was in so much pain that her face was covered in sweat, but she had no choice but to persevere in order to save her best friend.

"Peach Blossom Girl, I'm sorry! Please bear with it a little longer," Zhao Fengmin said apologetically.

"It's alright, you can continue," Peach Blossom said.

Wang Wenzhou patted Zhao Fengmin's bottom and said, "Minmin, don't be nervous. The more nervous you are, the worse you'll do. Take a deep breath, relax, and then carefully follow the method I'm teaching you. Believe in yourself."

In fact, Wang Wenzhou couldn't donate blood either; he could only encourage Zhao Fengmin.

Perhaps it was Wang Wenzhou's suggestion that worked, because Zhao Fengmin took a deep breath and immediately inserted the needle.

"Very good!" Wang Wenzhou said with a smile, "Quickly, Nianxia over there does the same thing."

"Hmm!" Zhao Fengmin nodded confidently. Perhaps she had really grasped the method, because she inserted the needle in one go.

Wang Wenzhou gave a thumbs up and praised, "Minmin is really amazing! Come here and give her a kiss!"

With a smile on her face, Zhao Fengmin kissed Wang Wenzhou's big mouth with her small lips.

"Alright! Let's start stitching up the wounds." Wang Wenzhou looked at the policewomen and said, "If you want to be doctors, come and learn from me, and try to remember what I'm saying."

"My lord, I wish to become a doctor," Peach Blossom said quickly.

The other policewomen also quickly expressed their desire to become doctors. Doctors, throughout history, have always been a respected profession.

Zhao Fengmin operated the equipment while Wang Wenzhou explained it to her.

"This is for disinfection. Use cotton balls soaked in alcohol to carefully wipe around the wound to prevent infection."

"Hmm?" Peach Blossom asked, not understanding, "Sir, what is wound infection?"

When Wang Wenzhou was teaching Zhao Fengmin, she didn't ask any questions. She simply memorized whatever he said. Therefore, Wang Wenzhou didn't know how to explain it for a while, because there were just too many issues involved.

Wang Wenzhou thought for a moment and then said, "To understand what wound infection is, we must first understand why people get sick in the first place..."

Wang Wenzhou popularized modern medical knowledge to future female doctors.

Peach Blossom and the others stared at Wang Wenzhou with shining eyes, trying hard to remember every word he said. Lord Wang was truly amazing; he knew so much, knowledge they had never even heard of before.

"Next is the wound suturing. When you're suturing, remember, just like when you're embroidering, think carefully before you put your hand on each stitch. Because every stitch will leave a scar on your body in the future," Wang Wenzhou said.

Peach Blossom thought for a moment and asked, "Why do we need to stitch up the wound? After disinfection, we can just bandage it up, and that way there will be less bleeding."

Wang Wenzhou smiled slightly, it seemed that Tao Hua was a thoughtful person.

"Suturing wounds allows them to heal quickly. And the scars from suturing are smaller than those from wounds that heal on their own," Wang Wenzhou explained.

"Why?" Peach Blossom asked calmly.

Damn it! For a good student like Peach Blossom, Wang Wenzhou, with his mediocre skills, really couldn't explain it. He could only pretend to be pretentious and say, "Some things need to be understood. Teachers can't explain them by just talking. When you practice medicine, one day you will suddenly realize that's how it is. This is what is meant by 'it can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words'."

Wang Wenzhou had no choice but to learn from his teachers' old tricks of showing off when they were stumped by difficult problems.