After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Chapter 248 Questioning the Suture Technique

A familiar voice appeared above her, and her other wrist was being grabbed by a pair of slender hands.

It was because of these hands that she was able to barely stand up.

"General Su, why are you back at the manor so soon today?"

Su Wangyan didn't hide anything from her, "Bai Zunyue sent someone to the military camp to find me, saying she had something to discuss."

Ye Yuwu nodded and stepped aside, saying, "You should go quickly, or you'll be late."

Seeing her movement, Su Wangyan stared at her forehead with his dark eyes, swallowing back the words of concern he was about to say.

After thinking about it, he left without saying anything more.

In the evening, a maid brought her some ointment, and Ye Yuwu inexplicably knew who had sent it.

She didn't think she was that delicate; she had only bumped her forehead, and the red mark that was there before had long since disappeared.

However, she did not refuse the kindness and applied the ointment to her forehead anyway.

Within a few days, the news spread throughout the military camp that Physician Dong had saved the Marquis of Xuanping from the brink of death.

Some of the soldiers in the military camp had gone with Su Wangyan to rescue Marquis Wu'an and Marquis Xuanping.

They naturally knew how serious Xuanping Hou's injuries were, and they were still worried that he might not live more than three days. Unexpectedly, they heard the news that Xuanping Hou had passed the danger in less than three days. Now Xuanping Hou is still recuperating and will soon be able to jump around again.

This surprised them greatly. After some inquiry, they learned that it was Officer Dong who had saved him.

The entire military camp was abuzz with discussion.

"Such a serious injury, none of the brothers on the battlefield could have been saved before. Officer Dong's medical skills are superb. He actually managed to snatch the person back from the brink of death. He's truly amazing!"

"Once might be considered luck, but three or four times is a testament to skill! All the brothers who were seriously injured in the battle these past few days have been brought back to life by Officer Dong's miraculous healing hands. This is something we never dared to dream of before!"

The border has been in turmoil recently. Two small countries are at war, which has affected the border. The soldiers on the border are on high alert and have defeated the enemy. However, in war, some people are inevitably injured. I thought that I would suffer the same injuries as before and have no choice but to wait to die. But to my surprise, some people have survived. Compared with before, this is really good.

Logically speaking, General Su should not tolerate such an offensive act and should have led them to fight back. However, General Su did not give the order. These soldiers were eager to show their skills, but without the military order, they were anxious but unable to take action.

"I heard that's because he had a master guiding him!"

"A master? What kind of master?"

"You should all know that Bianjing sent people here some time ago."

"I know that. I even went with the general to greet them."

"They're the officials from Bianjing!"

Upon hearing this, someone hissed, "You haven't seen the method of treatment!"

"How to say?"

Seeing the man's face turn horrified at the mention of this, as if he had seen something terrifying, they curiously gathered around him.

"Those soldiers who were seriously wounded not only had to have medicine applied, but also had their flesh and bones scraped off! Some even had their wounds sewn up with needles and thread. It chilled me to the bone when I saw it! It was more terrifying than fighting with white blades going in and red blades coming out. I vomited right then and there!" This soldier was not afraid of being seen as cowardly or weak when he talked about this.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers present all paled. "Is it really as terrible as you say?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake! I was vomiting at the time, listening to the screams of the wounded soldiers outside the tent. Even now, thinking about it makes my scalp tingle and my heart tremble!"

"What a cruel method! Is it saving lives or torturing people?!"

Those present reacted with varying expressions upon hearing this, and as the matter escalated, it even reached Officer Dong's ears.

The soldiers who brought the wounded refused to let Officer Dong stitch up the wounded soldiers lying on the bed.

"Officer Dong, didn't you see how much pain he's in? He's fainted several times! If you keep doing this, he'll die from the pain sooner or later!"

The commotion they made quickly attracted the attention of many soldiers outside, who gathered around the tent.

Officer Dong was so angry that he stomped his feet. No matter what he said, these people wouldn't let him get close.

Officer Dong, like all men, used to have a long beard, but after Ye Yuwu taught him how to treat Marquis Xuanping, he realized why Lord Ye could have done it herself but instead stood by and only talked without doing anything.

And they even made him, someone with absolutely no experience, do the work.

Her purpose in doing this was to teach him how to use this method to save more people.

Moreover, when she was teaching him for the first time, there were no problems as long as she was there to look after him.

Back in the military camp, Officer Dong was always impressed by her profound wisdom; she was a woman of foresight.

It was because of her actions that he was able to save more people.

Later, he went to ask Ye Yuwu for advice, but no matter how much he begged, she was unwilling to accept him as her disciple.

Later, after listening to Ye Yuwu's advice, he shaved his beard. Before each "operation," he would have someone soak a strip of cloth in boiling water. When treating the wounded, he would cover his face with the cloth.

Therefore, his current attire makes him an oddity in the eyes of these people.

The noise quickly attracted Su Wangyan.

As soon as Su Wangyan arrived, he lifted the heavy curtain, revealing his cold face.

The tense atmosphere vanished instantly, and there was no more mocking sound.

"What's going on?" Su Wangyan frowned.

"Are you obstructing the treatment of the wounded? Are you going to punish them with corporal punishment?"

"General! Little Liu is in so much pain! I... I can't bear to see him suffer like this!"

"So what?" Su Wangyan's slightly authoritative gaze swept over everyone in the tent, but no one dared to look him in the eye. They all lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Su Wangyan sneered, "Do you want him to suffer for a while, or lose his life?"

"General..." The soldier who had bravely stepped forward to speak had slightly red eyes.

"Before this method was available, almost none of the brothers who suffered sword wounds survived. How many of these were brothers who had gone through thick and thin together? They could only lie in bed and eventually turn into dust. You have seen it yourself. The brothers who had stitches done have a much higher chance of surviving! It is so hard to find a way to save a few lives, but you are obstructing it! You are not helping him, you are harming him!"

After Su Wangyan finished speaking these words with great passion, no one dared to respond.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Those who had doubts about the treatment lost their doubts and were instead filled with guilt.

If we can save one person, we will. Even if it hurts a little right now, it's better than waiting to die like this. Who cares what method we use to save them!

The soldiers who had been stopping him from taking action released their grip.

"Zhengde, take them down to receive their punishment!"

"It's the general!"