TPITWOHEF

Chapter 162

"Get two more strong men! In case Imperial Physician Hu's formula doesn't work well, we'll have to hold him down! To prevent him from thrashing about!"

Meng Can, with his wealth of experience, called for assistance immediately.

Outside the imperial tent, Head Imperial Physician Hu's expression wasn't one of anger, but rather of apprehension.

To be honest, this anesthetic formula wasn't his own invention, and he wasn't entirely confident about it.

"I'll do it!"

"I'm in!"

As soon as the call for volunteers was made, some tall and sturdy Jing Country soldiers stepped forward.

But they were all outmatched by Ba Tu, who took a step forward. Ba Tu was built more robustly than anyone else.

One look at him, and you could tell he could pin someone down with ease.

Duoti's eyes flickered with concern, wanting to say something, but Meng Can, unaware of the situation, had already picked Ba Tu, "Alright, you'll do. And you too! We need the two strongest men here!"

If they weren't strong enough to hold the patient down, it would all be for naught.

Inside the medical tent, Head Imperial Physician Hu had his assistant bring out the 'protective gear' he had brought along.

"We developed these at the Imperial Academy of Medicine when dealing with the Yellow River plague. They can help prevent infection."

"Everyone, put these on."

These 'protective suits' might have looked ordinary, but they were actually made of cowhide, smooth on the surface, and regularly fumigated with white vinegar and heat-treated.

Not only had they worn these while treating patients during the last plague to avoid infection, but the Imperial Academy of Medicine and some renowned doctors in the capital had also worn them during their recent smallpox research.

Both times, they had proven highly effective.

While some doctors still contracted the plague or smallpox, the overall infection rate was much lower than without the suits.

"I figured if these cowhide garments could protect against epidemics and smallpox, they might also be useful here to prevent us from introducing dust or harmful air into the patient's wound," Head Imperial Physician Hu suggested. "Harmful air entering the body could easily cause the wound to fester."

Meng Can and Meng Chun glanced at him but didn't refuse.

[The ancients didn't know about bacteria or viruses, but they had already grasped a hint of the truth about wound infections.]

Xiao Chuchu couldn't help but marvel as she watched the live broadcast.

[Oh, my mother has suited up too.]

[They've also covered the patient with cowhide, leaving only the lower right abdomen exposed.]

[Wow, Head Imperial Physician Hu is using strong alcohol and fire to sterilize the knives, scissors, and forceps!]

[Meng Can and Meng Chun are also following Head Imperial Physician Hu's instructions and washing their hands.]

Xiao Yunzhou had initially wanted to enter the medical tent to see if this otherworldly method would actually work, but the thought of the gruesome scene of cutting open a body made him reconsider.

At this moment, he was pretending to read a memorial while actually eavesdropping on his daughter's live commentary of the 'surgery'.

As he listened intently, Wei Zheng came over to pour tea and exclaimed, "Your Majesty, you're holding the memorial upside down."