The Only Favourite Ugly Husband

Jiang Zhen has always looked forward in his work.

Some people, after a sudden disaster, regret, complain about themselves and even let such emotions affect their work, but he will not.

He's been through a lot of dangerous things. It's really nothing this time. The most important thing now is how to save the lives of his men.

But not everyone is like him.

“I knew I wouldn't come...” Seeing the tragic situation of those two, a villager who was also from Ho Xi Village held his injured arm with Jiang Zhen, the more he wanted to be sad and even cried: “I don't want to die...”

The emotions of others are somewhat affected by hearing this person.

“Nobody forced you to come, and I told you we were here to protect people, to be in danger.” Jiang Zhen glanced at the man.

Jiang Zhen did say that, but... “But wasn't it dangerous before?” The man couldn't help but look at Jiang Zhenbing as soon as he finished.

He had so much to say, he couldn't even say the next word.

“When you get back this time, you'll stop following me.” Jiang Zhen said directly.

Jiang Zhen said that the person was suddenly choked, and the others were awake.

The man looked to the right and wanted to find an alliance. However, those who followed Jiang Zhen's batters long ago had obeyed Jiang Zhen's words. They were just as dangerous as hitters before, and there was no such thing as his thoughts - if they wanted a good life, they would have paid for it.

Jiang Ming from Ho Xi Village also said: “It's normal to go out and face danger, but if you go and walk a relative may be robbed, afraid of that, I don't think you should go out again! ”

“We didn't do anything to save lives today... if you took someone else's boat to Beijing to meet a bandit, do you still blame that person for letting you take the boat? ”

“Besides, you don't think the Zheng family is paying us to go to the capital and give us a lot of money? ”

Jiang Ming silenced the man.

Jiang Zhen glanced at Jiang Ming, but he was very fond of this person. At the same time, he also decided on an idea. These people must practice harder.

The furnace needle thread was quickly delivered.

The sheep bowel wire is not available, but the other wire can not be used... Wait for the water in the stove to boil away, Jiang Zhen asked Wang Haisheng to pour out some salt and sugar water, then threw all the needle wires in and boiled, then poured the rolling water into the tile tank, let it dry a little to wash his hands, wash his hands clean.

He still didn't do enough, but he couldn't do much at the moment - the two lost too much blood and there was only one way to die without suturing the wound.

Fine sewing needles were bent by hand, and Jiang Zhen stitched the wound directly on the deck - the stitching needed to be done in a bright spot, only on the deck to meet the requirements.

Jiang Zhen stitched the person with the lower back injury first. After seeing his wound, he was lucky - at least he didn't hurt his gut.

But…… the cure is a little late.

Jiang Zhen just started, the situation here attracted Zheng Yi's attention.

“What are you doing?” Zheng Yi inexplicably asked that he had just arranged things and saw Jiang Zhen's side cooking something, which was inexplicable.

When he approached and discovered Jiang Zhen's actions, he was even more confused.

Jiang Zhen, this is... I don't think it's good to die without a whole corpse, help sew it up?

But his two men aren't dead, are they? It's not that I don't need my arm to break my leg, I don't need to sew it up...

There was more than one person who noticed the movement on Jiang Zhen's side, and the speculation of the big guy was similar to that of Zheng Yi.

The man with the half of his neck amputated was surrounded by several companions, when it was suggested: "Let's stitch him up with a needle thread too… ”

Having encountered this, according to the usual practice of the Zheng family of merchants, the deceased would be buried on the shore shortly afterwards.

They really don't like having their partner buried when his body is incomplete or ugly, always help him clean it up.

To think about it, everyone's mood was depressed, and at this point, Brother Zhao Jin suddenly said: “Jiang Zhen is saving lives. ”

“Saving people?” Zheng Yi stands still, is this saving lives?

“Bullshit, how can you save people like this? It's one more sin before one dies!” When the doctor saw that Zheng Yi was here, he was going to come and show it to those who were slightly injured by Jiang Zhen, and also show his face in front of Zheng Yi... As soon as he came, he saw that Zhao Jin said that Jiang Zhen was saving lives, and now he scolded him with dissatisfaction.

“Jiang Zhen is saving lives.” Brother Zhao Jin was somewhat unhappy when he saw the doctor veto Jiang Zhen.

Although he didn't know why Jiang Zhen did it, or if Jiang Zhen could really save people,... Jiang Zhen said he was saving people!

“If he's really unwilling to watch his men die, I've got some medicine for both of them. Don't mess with all this mess.” The doctor said, "I'm going to get a needle soaked in water.“ And, what are you cooking this for? Take the stove and make some pills. ”

“Don't touch it!” Brother Zhao Jin hastily stopped the doctor, Jiang Zhen mentioned it before, this can not be touched, let alone dirty, and the doctor has blood on his hands!

The doctor thought that his attitude towards these people was good enough. I didn't expect these people to refuse his kindness repeatedly. At this moment, Zhao Jin still looked like he was afraid of poisoning himself. He was a little angry: “Yes, he was saving people, I want to see how he can save people! Don't let the good guys die! ”

After that, he turned around and left.

“Wait a minute." Zhao Jin quickly grabbed the person: “Dr. Hu, we have wounded people here to be healed. ”

“Aren't you curable by yourselves?” The doctor doesn't sound very good.

Zhao Jingotun was a little embarrassed, Jiang Zhen didn't understand medicine...

“Dr. Hu, show them.” Zheng Yiduo.

Dr. Hu was still angry in his heart, but Zheng Yi had spoken, but he could only snorted coldly and was treated.

This trauma is mainly based on medication, said to be diagnosed and treated, that is, Dr. Hu took out medication and taught people to use it.

By this time, Jiang Zhen had stitched the wounds for the two and finally sighed in relief.

Although Jiang Zhen knew about the doctor's arrival earlier, he did not hear the conversation because he was dedicated to stitching people up. At last, the wounds of the two people were stitched, and he turned to Dr. Hu: “Dr. Hu, would you please give them some medicine for the injuries?” Though the wound is sewn up, it is better to wipe some more medicine.

“Aren't you capable of saving lives? Why do you want my pills?” Dr. Hu chuckled coldly.

Jiang Zhen stunned and said: “I am a dead man too.” Doctors can't be offended...

“You still know what you're doing.” Dr. Hu thought that if it weren't for Jiang Zhen, the people on this boat might all be dying. I'd better take out some good injuries. “Ask someone to wipe them off. I don't have a lot of drugs, so save yourself some use. ”

Jiang Zhen nodded and gave the medicine to his brothers. He immediately glanced and saw a hole in one of his men's arms. The blood flow was a little too much, and waved: "Come, I'll stitch you up.” After just sewing it up, his feelings are back, and he can also help others with it.

“Ah?” The man looked at Jiang Zhen with some confusion. Dr. Hu said he could still be fine without being a dead horse doctor...

“Bullshit!” Dr. Hu is angry again: “They are people, not clothes, how can you sew them with a needle?! ”

Jiang Zhen didn't care about Dr. Hu. He washed his hands with bath beans again and replaced the cooked needle thread to look at the person: “Want to sew? ”

The needle on Jiang Zhen's hand looked sharp. The man was a little afraid to let Jiang Zhen shake his hand, but after seeing Jiang Zhen's face, he subconsciously said: "Yes! ”

When he said it, he regretted it a little, but now that it's over, he can only bite his teeth and sit in front of Jiang Zhen.

A few stitches... shouldn't there be anything wrong?

His face was tangled, but Jiang Zhen quickly stitched his wound after seeing that there was no foreign matter in his wound.

The suture wound was painful, the man couldn't bear to groan and bite his lip off, but it cannot be denied that after the suture, the wound did not bleed as much as before.

Jiang Zhen stopped and looked at Zheng Yi, and saw Zheng Yiluothoughtful look.

“Jiang Zhen, can this really save people?” Zheng Yi asked.

“Zheng Xiao, I can't guarantee it, but if there is a larger, deeper wound on the boat, I can help sew it up, at least make people bleed less.” Jiang Zhendao, he's really tired now, but he can't see death without saving him...

“Young Master Zheng, Fangping wants Jiang Zhensu.” One voice sounded, and soon one escort on board came with another.

The guard he held was called Ping, the one who had been cut through his stomach before and missed thinking that he was dying without a child.

“Square, are you crazy?” That Ping was one of Lu Da's men. When he saw him looking for Jiang Zhenzhu's wound, Lu Da's face was unbelievable.

“I... I want to sew.” Ping painstakingly said that Dr. Hu had previously said he was hopeless, after all, his stomach had broken such a big mouth.

But he's awake, he hasn't died for a while, and he's still worried about his bowels falling out of his stomach...

He doesn't really believe that Jiang Zhen can save people, but let Jiang Zhen sew himself up, at least his intestines won't fall out...

“You find your own sins, and I won't stop you.” Lu glanced at Square with dissatisfaction.

Jiang Zhen looked at it and found that Ping Qiang's luck was good, as well as not injuring his gut.

It's true, he's going to hurt his gut. He won't be able to survive this long. There's no blood vessel in his stomach. He won't be able to die for a moment and a half. To tell you the truth, he's in better shape than his two men.

Jiang Zhen Gang Fangping stitched it up. At this time, Wang Haisheng and others had already wiped the two seriously injured people in He Xi Village and fed them salt and sugar water.

“Just feed them sugar water. Why salt them?” Someone asks inexplicably.

“Salt has the strength, salt sugar water is the best for my body, my daughter-in-law drinks it every day.” Wang Haisheng looked despicably at the questioner. Jiang Zhen had given Sun Xiaoshan some salt sugar water, and since then he has determined that the salt sugar water is a good thing.

Wang Haisheng's neighbors nodded after hearing stories. They all recognized that salted sugar water was a good thing. Jiang Zhen heard it, but smoked it at the corner of his mouth.

However, he quickly ran out of time to think about it and sewed it up with all his heart.

When Jiang Zhen stitched the wound, several large boats had already leaned together, stopped at the shore, and the sky was bright.

As a matter of fact, we need to leave quickly at this time, but the bandits have been dispersed, and many other sailors on the boat have died. The boat can't sail for a while, so Zheng Yi simply fixed it.

And because of that, the wounded on several boats were all moved to the deck of the main boat, which was healed by Dr. Hu and several other small pages around him.

All of these wounded were traumatized, more than a dozen of whom Dr. Hu thought were no longer saved...

Zheng Yi glanced at Jiang Zhen, who was stitching the wound for Fang Ping, and asked the page to ask those people. He needed Jiang Zhen's help to stitch the wound.

A few of them are conscious, but most of them have passed out, and it is up to the people around them.

“He's not a doctor at all. Can you really treat him? ”

“Let my brother try it...”

“My brother is dying, or don't let him suffer. ”

……

Those people have all the ideas, but there are still a lot of people who want to try it. I don't want to be at this point. The first person who was wounded by Jiang Zhen sutured at the waist, he's not breathing.

This man's injuries are a little serious, and he's been injured for a long time. Although his knife wasn't sharp enough to hurt his gut, he lost too much blood...

He twitched for a while and lost his breath.

Wang Haisheng held the salt and sugar water and wanted to feed him a little. He didn't want this to happen. For a while, everyone stopped.

Jiang Ming and several people from Hexi Village couldn't help but swallow.

Many people who still wanted Jiang Zhen to help stitch the wound, hesitated.

Jiang Zhen had just stitched up Fang Ping's stomach.

After fighting for a long time last night, Jiang Zhen was tired and now sitting on the deck to help people stitch up some wounds, he became numb.

He stood up, moved his hands and feet, asked to move two tables, and then asked, "Anyone else want to sew the wound? ”

The vast majority of people hesitated. What if Jiang Zhensu got hurt and died faster?

Jiang Zhen looked at it and found that there were twenty or thirty people who needed to suture the wound. He knew that he could not save everyone. He simply looked at a lighter person: “Would you like me to suture the wound for you? ”

The man shook his head tirelessly: "Dr. Hu said I was still alive.” His wound was huge, but Dr. Hu gave him medication saying he might still be saved... of course he was reluctant to let Jiang Zhen torment his wound.

He waited for Dr. Hu's sidekick to bandage him.

Those who need stitching, but the injuries are relatively minor, not necessarily necessarily death, basically do not want Jiang Zhen to help with the treatment. Jiang Zhen is helpless, so he continues to stitch the wound to the seriously injured person.