Chapter 46

Because I encountered some uncooperative and refusal to be treated.

"Doctor."

The young steward looked at me with a somewhat difficult expression, hoping to gain some support from me.

"This one seems a bit different."

"What's different?"

I pretended to be puzzled.

"Does he have three eyes and six hands, with a physiological structure completely different from ordinary humans?"

"Or is he naturally endowed, able to heal quickly even with severe injuries?"

Then I understood why they were hesitant to let me examine and treat him. Even though I only took a quick glance from a distance,

Because the patient was a woman, and more specifically, a young woman, and even more so, a woman with a very beautiful figure, and her injury was on her front, and

Finally, the most serious injury was in a private area between her chest and abdomen, so the situation was quite complicated.

"Xia Sheng.."

He changed his tone and address.

"Can we.. negotiate?"

"How so.."

"You have seen that as a woman, there are indeed some inconveniences."

He looked at me with some expectation.

"Could we select one of the maids, give her some guidance from the doctor, and let her handle it?"

"Absolutely no intention of stealing skills.. just for the sake of saving lives temporarily."

He seemed to have misunderstood something and quickly waved his hands.

"Afterward, I will certainly not be stingy with my gratitude.."

"Simple wound treatment, you can do it.."

He nodded.

"But in this situation, you have already been unable to handle it, which is why you came to me."

He continued nodding.

"If it could be done accurately just by verbal instructions, what would be the point of studying medical books for years and serving as an apprentice before becoming a doctor?"

"We might as well go home and grow vegetables.. why bother to run around and make a fool of ourselves?"

"Or, if there were a way to cure and save lives without the four diagnostic methods, just by hearing others' descriptions, I wouldn't need to wander around to make a living."

"In the end, I can't live up to your expectations, so you should find someone more capable.."

It was a rare opportunity to treat a woman, and I wasn't about to let it go easily.

"This.."

His face turned awkward.

"Absolutely not what I meant.."

Then I made a move to leave, and I heard a loud thud from the leading room.

"She fainted.."

This exclamation became the last straw that broke his hesitation and indecision.

I took the opportunity to push aside the flustered maids and stepped forward, sighing. Even though she was facing away from me, I could see that she was a woman with a beautiful figure.

Gently turning her over, I found that she had been covered with a thin veil, which was gently fluttering, and she looked quite unwell.

Her face was flushed with a deathly gray, and her skin was hot to the touch, but her hands and feet were pale and cold. I felt her pulse at her joints and neck, then suddenly lifted the blanket covering her body, revealing several shocking wounds.

The most severe was below her shoulder blade, where an arrowhead had been forcibly broken off and left inside, causing a penetrating and tearing injury. Although there was no bleeding, it emitted a foul odor.

This was due to excessive blood loss from external injuries, exposure to the cold, and possibly infection, all combined.

"Is this a ghost.."

I began to slap her face forcefully, but there was no response. I opened her eyes and saw that her pupils were already dilated, so I said sternly,

"Is this how you treated the injured? She should have been the first to receive treatment.."

The woman's identity seemed important, and their expressions became more anxious. Someone responded,

"When she first returned, she was still able to speak clearly and give instructions.. so.."

Then I started to insert needles into her right thumb, one by one. The first needle drew a dark, stagnant black fluid, and it wasn't until the fourth needle, inserted into her ring finger, that she groaned in pain and opened her eyes drowsily.

"I need to keep her conscious; she mustn't fall asleep again, or she might not wake up.."

"Surround her, pull up her clothes, and make the lighting as bright as possible."

In the makeshift curtained area, I methodically cleaned the swollen, pale wounds with a cloth clamped in forceps.

Although she quickly covered her face, it had a somewhat self-deceiving quality.

However, from what I could see, her figure was quite good, with a well-proportioned waist and a smooth, jade-like abdomen, indicating that she was in her prime, between a young girl and a mature woman.

Her skin color suggested good nutrition and ample exercise, with resilient muscle lines hidden under her plump curves. Her buttocks and breasts were quite firm, not the kind of plumpness and softness that comes from a married life, suggesting she had not been touched yet. Given the severity of her injuries, she might be a skilled warrior.

Although her chest was deliberately covered, the blood-soaked cloth could not hide the raised bumps on her skin, which were more pronounced due to the pain. Despite the compression and deliberate concealment, the curves suggested a type that was closer to my aesthetic standards.

Well, I found myself getting a bit aroused by this gory and unusual scene, but I quickly refocused. After removing the most troublesome arrow wound and applying ointment, as her wounds began to close and her consciousness returned, she could speak a few words.

However, she was quite cold and wary of me, the man who was working on her body. If she could move, I'm sure her angry glare would have turned into some form of action.

"Have you had enough.."

This was her first words upon waking.

"Of course not.. I need to examine you carefully."

Although my face was flushed, I continued to inspect her without hesitation.

"If you don't want to die.."

This kind of direct touch and visual inspection is not something I would easily encounter, especially with a young and attractive woman.

"Don't worry.. even if you're naked, you're covered in blood, which is no more attractive to me than a piece of pork on a butcher's table."

"You.."

To be honest, her face was very pale, and her words were squeezed out bit by bit.

The last wound was just below her flat chest, and the natural pull of gravity revealed the white membrane inside. After cleaning and rinsing, I began to suture it with forceps.

"Have you ever made a vow.."

I spoke while working, trying to distract her and ease the pain.

"Vowed what.."

"Like if someone accidentally sees your body, they have to marry you unconditionally.."

"Rubbish, how.."

She weakly cursed, but the pain made it impossible for her to finish her sentence, and she could only moan and sweat profusely.

"Since you haven't, why do you care about this temporary measure that could save your life.."

"If you're dead, what's the point of worrying about someone seeing your body.."

"As the saying goes, a doctor's heart is like a parent's. Are you afraid to expose your body to your parents.."

"Or, if I looked older.."

"Like a bearded, white-haired old doctor treating your injuries.."

"Would you have fewer thoughts and less pressure.."

"At least you're lucky that I have some experience with trauma.."

I boasted without blushing.

"Do you have horsehair.."

"Do you need horsehair dyed white and stuck on my face to pretend I have a beard.."

"Would you feel more at ease if I didn't look so young.."

Then I heard a stifled chuckle and the flicker of the lamp, as if someone wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

"Enough.."

"Shut up.."

Two voices spoke at the same time.

The first was the maid who insisted on standing by to monitor my every move, and the second, surprisingly, was my patient.

"Arlin, step back.."

She turned her head with effort and whispered to the maid.

"This.."

The lead maid's face changed.

"The doctor is right.."

She weakly said, gritting her teeth.

"It was my mistake to focus too much on appearances. Please proceed.."

I was slightly surprised by how quickly she had adjusted her mindset.

After that, she didn't say much more, but she still gritted her teeth and groaned, as if chewing on someone's bones.

"If you don't want scars that will never fade, don't move and lie still for half a month.."

I instructed after finishing everything.

After letting go of my tense nerves, exhaustion washed over me like a wave.

"By the way.."

I yawned and walked out, facing the anxious crowd.

"Do you want to silence me.."

"How could that be.."

Their faces changed, as if their tails had been stepped on.

"Then let me go back to sleep.. You woke me up in the middle of the night and kept me busy until now."

I couldn't help but complain.

"Without a drop of water, and with threats and coercion.."

"If you don't want to deal with me.."

I yawned again.

"Move aside, I'm exhausted."

"Yes, yes, that was my serious oversight.. Someone.."

"Quickly escort Mr. Xia back to rest.. Gratitude and rewards will follow.."

"Gratitude and rewards are fine.. I just want to sleep."

"No, please get in the carriage and rest properly.."

"No need, I'm attached to my bed.."

Hugging my bed-warming pillow—my head-hugging crouch—I had a good sleep. When I woke up, the caravan was still in the same place, apparently due to a temporary change, they would rest for two more days, which was good for the villagers who could earn extra money.

However, the attitude of the people in the caravan and many things seemed to change after the young steward, with polite words, personally delivered a精致的食盒. 尽管那天晚上的事情并没有泄露出去。

但是很快就被那些结伴旅行的人群中流传开来的另一个版本的传言所掩盖，无非是据说我妙手有道，救了重伤垂死的探哨，所以得到了车队的重视和优待。

不过用一个近似的谣言来掩盖真相，起码他们做得不错。毕竟，没有人能保证自己在野外和旅途中毫发无伤，没有磕磕碰碰。

于是那辆长厢车，变成了我和伤员专用的临时座车。

当然最主要的原因，是因为有个颇有身份来头的笨女人一时激动，又把我封好的伤创给弄裂了。所以重新包扎后，方便就近的换药清理什么。

然后就是年轻管事为首的，车队核心人员，接着日常接触的机会，各种旁敲侧击什么的，从我身上套话。

连名义上最为小男孩的抱头蹲，也受到某种程度上的骚扰，主要是那些侍女的打听，不过搞错了性别的她们，只能收获一堆暗自警惕和看似木纳的冷漠。

“夏先生对刀针合创法，甚有心得，”

“嗯嗯..略懂而已”

“不知是师从什么门第..”

“算不上什么门第，只是大众的路数而已..”

“夏先生过谦了..”

“据说这种刀针合创法源自军中，但自乙未乱后，就甚少流传下来，存闻于世的已然不多了..”

“是么..”

我不动声色地摸了摸鼻子，居然还有这种说法，我还以为穿越者前辈早就把这种东西推广得到处都是了。

“难道学的是军中医创之科吧..”

“我曾在洛都游学过啊..”

我想了想抛出一个含糊的暗示。

“难道是三附之一的百工学堂”

“还是京学医科院的高才..”

我不置可否地笑了笑，任由他去瞎想，就是不肯再多说下去。

然后他们的态度就变得热忱了许多，言语中若有若无的暗示和招揽之意，他背后的主家颇有大能和背景，最喜欢结交和扶持各种才俊之士，更何况这次救治了重要的成员，算是结下某种难得的渊源。

当然明面上的说法是，而他们正在进行的旅程颇费时日，也正需要个擅长此方面的医生，希望我能伴随他们更久一些，一边照料伤者同时也是作为初步的谢意，待到回到府上更有款待和重酬。

我忍不住悻然摸了摸鼻子，看来我这一路过来，总和医生什么的职业属性很有缘分啊，而且听起来很美。

可惜，

我又不是某个叫不懒惰的傲娇M抖，等到作者没钱充值游戏了，就会跑出来送脸上门，以形形色色的妹子为由，去给各种形形色色的敌人虐，然后获得某种推动剧情的契机。

像这种动不动被人围攻和偷袭，背后少不得一大堆麻烦的东西，当然是有多远给我死多远去，当然明面上义正言辞的说法是：

老子要奔丧回家，天大地大，孝道最大，其他东西等日后再说。

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"Mr. Xia is quite skilled in the art of surgical suturing."

"Uh-huh.. just a bit."

"May I ask which school you studied under.."

"It's not a prestigious school, just a common path.."

"Mr. Xia is too modest.."

"It's said that this surgical suturing technique originated in the military, but after the Yi-Wei Rebellion, it has rarely been passed down, and there are few records of it now.."

"Is that so.."

I touched my nose without showing any emotion. It was surprising to hear this, as I thought the predecessors of time travelers would have already spread this knowledge far and wide.

"Did you study military medicine.."

"I once studied in Lu Capital.."

I thought for a moment and gave a vague hint.

"Could it be the Hundred Crafts Academy, one of the three affiliated schools?"

"Or a talented student from the Imperial Medical College?"

I smiled ambiguously, letting him speculate without saying more.

Their attitude became much more enthusiastic, with hints and invitations in their words. His master was powerful and well-connected, fond of befriending and supporting talented individuals. Moreover, this time, by treating an important member, I had formed a rare bond.

Of course, the official reason was that their journey would take a long time, and they needed a doctor skilled in this area. They hoped I would accompany them longer, to take care of the injured and as a preliminary thank you. Upon returning to their estate, they promised more generous rewards.

I couldn't help but touch my nose, feeling a bit annoyed. It seemed that I had a special affinity for the profession of a doctor, and it sounded quite appealing.

Unfortunately,

I am not some arrogant and lazy M character who appears when the author runs out of money to recharge the game, using various girls as an excuse to be tortured by various enemies, thereby advancing the plot.

This kind of situation, where I am constantly attacked and ambushed, with a lot of trouble behind it, is something I want to stay as far away from as possible. Of course, the official and righteous reason is:

I need to return home for a funeral. Filial piety is the greatest virtue, and other matters can wait.