The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

"Shangwen. Shangwen. Idiot." Yingyu rode to the gate of Nancheng. Then shouted loudly.

"The prime minister, how is your prime minister? Tell me, hurry up." Ying Yu cried quickly. She asked casually when she found a forbidden army.

"Princess, the prime minister has been sent back to the prime minister's mansion and is now being treated." The imperial army has not yet said how Shang Wen's wound is. Ying Yu immediately went up to the horse and ran towards Shangwen's office.

Shangwen's office.

"You have to take out the bullet, it's very painful, do I need to use some sleeping water for you." Old man Wei said.

"Bah," Shang Wen yelled with a grin. Yinger was also in the audience and saw Shang Wen assassinated with his own eyes. Then followed. Now she is taking normal saline to clean the wound for Shang Wen.

"I said how your salt water is prepared, the concentration is so high. It hurts to death." Shang Wen cried out in pain. In fact, Old Man Wei didn't bother to work **** saline, and all his research was on alcohol. The concentration of normal saline only drops drastically during infusion. In treating wounds, he generally thinks that the larger the amount, the better. Therefore, the concentration of saline used to clean wounds is very high. The pain can be imagined.

"Why don't you change the alcohol, the wound cleaning effect is very good. It hurts more than this." Old man Wei said indifferently.

"You'd better make it lower. The effect is as good, and it doesn't hurt. If you mix salt water like you, it will hurt people sooner or later." Shang Wen shouted loudly.

"Look at you like this, I'd better use some sleeping water for you." As he said, Old Man Wei took out a jar and poured it on a piece of cloth.

"What is this?" Shang Wen asked.

"Ah, this thing, I boiled it from your thing called sulfuric acid and alcohol. I don't know, I only know that this thing will sleep when poured. I call it sleeping water. How? This invention is fine. "The old man Wei said braggingly.

"Ether". Shouted Shang Wen.

"Ether? What is that?" Old man Wei asked.

"This thing in your hand is called ether, which has a certain anesthetic effect." Shang Wen said.

"Oh. I don't know, I'll use it for you first anyway." The old man covered Shang Wen's mouth and nose. Shangwen soon passed out.

"Sir, this, is this all right?" Yinger asked.

"It's okay. It's okay if he doesn't sleep. It's okay. Shine the light from the mirror on the wound. I can see it." As he said, the old man Wei took out the silver clip and silver knife from the boiling iron pan. Started to perform surgery on Shang Wen.

Silverware has the effect of sterilization and antivirus. Of course, the old man Wei worked **** medical equipment. This is the guy he eats.

The wound after cleaning is clearer. Because the wound did not penetrate. The attacker used a .30 caliber revolver. The warhead is a lead-headed bullet. Fortunately, ordinary round-headed bullets are used. If hollow bullets are used, then Shangwen's arm must be amputated. Old man Wei followed the Qin army to fight, and he had seen too many examples of this. Most of them were enemies. He knew the power of hollow bullets very well. This type of bullet shot the opponent within a short distance. Generally more than 70% are fatal, even if they are lucky to survive, they need to be amputated.

Old man Wei had to applaud Shang Wen's luck, because the bullet was just an ordinary round-headed bullet, and the hit position happened to be on the arm. The problem is that you need to find the bullet and remove some rotten meat. Fortunately, the attackers were not good at marksmanship and the caliber used was not very large. Because of the granular gunpowder loading, the distance of thirty steps is already somewhat narrow. If the caliber is bigger. The situation is very bad.

"Ding." A deformed lead head clipped out and threw it on the plate.

Lead is toxic, so some muscle tissue needs to be processed. Fortunately, it didn't hit the bone. Otherwise, the wound will be very infected. Old man Wei's forehead was already sweating. Because the position of the warhead is very close to the bone. I really don't know what circumstances caused this at the time.

The old man Wei was nervous and Wei Shangwen dealt with the wound, while Ying'er watched the **** scene in front of him with worry and fear.

Inside the Xianyang Palace. "My lord, it's not good. My lord." Zhao Gao hurriedly yelled in the Xianyang Palace. In normal times, this is absolutely not allowed.

"Why panic!" King Qin shouted loudly.

"My lord, **** the little one, the prime minister was assassinated." Zhao Gao said while convicting him.

"What? How is the prime minister's situation? Who dared to assassinate?" King Qin deserves to be a king. Only moments after hearing that Shang Wen was assassinated, he recovered his calm.

"This, the villain doesn't know, I only heard that the Prime Minister was injured. He is now under treatment." Zhao Gaocheng said in fear.

"Widows are going to have a look." King Qin was about to leave.

"Quickly, get the imperial doctor right away." King Qin said with a big wave of his hand. Then he left Xianyang Palace.

"Huh." Old man Wei exhaled heavily. After cutting off some rotten meat tissues, Old Man Wei disinfected Shangwen and then bandaged it. The wound is not big. And at this time, even though he had the technique of wound suture, he still didn't dare to use it in such a place. It is better to use traditional methods. Although a bit slow. But the effect is comparative.

"Princess," the guard outside the door called out loudly.

"Shangwen, how is Shangwen?" Yingyu hurried in and saw Shangwen who was sleeping.

"Nerdy. Nerdy. Wake up." Yingyu rushed to Shangwen's side.

"Princess, the prime minister's injury is not serious. Now it's just a little lethargy." Old man Wei said.

Obviously Yingyu didn't listen at all.

Said the old man Wei shook his head and left. It's not a missing arm or a broken leg. On the battlefield, he knew too much about the power of gunpowder weapons. Although his medical skills are rapidly improving. But he really didn't want to see it. Especially the enemies of the Qin people. Death is too cruel. Old man Wei also showed kindness to help a few tribesmen, but unfortunately. Many people have been amputated. The destructive power of weapons is too great. Especially in the killing distance of a musket. Qin Jun used a large number of explosive bullets. That might. The person who was hit died half of his body. Even if you want to rule. Surviving is also a handicap. Qin Jun often stabbed these people directly with a bayonet. Or kill with one shot.

The war has entered the era of hot weapons. Its fatal speed of killing has made traditional medical techniques unable to keep up with the speed of killing. What Old Man Wei can do is to continuously improve his medical skills. However, there are already few people who learn his medical skills. Coupled with the serious asymmetry of the Qin army's foreign combat weapons. As a result, medicine is in a state of independent research. The cost of Qin's casualties was not great.