Chapter 1785

Although Gao Yang spoke very mysteriously and had always had his ways, Liu Yiming had never held much hope.

For no other reason than that this method of saving a life was too heaven-defying.

But when the fact happened before his eyes, Liu Yiming was shocked, as if a brand-new world had been opened to him.

Until this moment, his hands holding the golden sore powder were still trembling.

He stared at Lu Yourong's wound and clearly saw that the edges of the wound scorched by the branding iron were charred and curled; although it looked extremely ugly, the few stitches of fish-gut thread in the middle had miraculously returned the everted muscles to their place.

He, Liu Yiming, had been healing the sick and saving lives for thirty years, and he had seen too many wounds.

But the fish-gut thread before him, Gao Yang's technique, was even neater than any golden sore suture he had ever seen.

"I, Liu Yiming, have spent my life healing the sick and saving lives, and my thirty years of medical knowledge have been flipped through, yet I am not even half as good as a youth..." Liu Yiming sighed inside, feeling extremely complex.

Blood transfusion technique!

Fish-gut thread suturing!

With such techniques, no wonder he despised the medical sages.

At this moment, in Liu Yiming's eyes, Gao Yang was the undisputed medical sage!

This technique was too heaven-defying!

The legendary Wry-Mouthed Dragon King, this hermit expert, must surely exist; Liu Yiming was certain of it.

Otherwise, given Gao Yang's age, how could he possess such superb life-saving techniques?

"Prime Minister Gao, is this method of yours passed down by the hermit expert, the Wry-Mouthed Dragon King? I have practiced medicine for a lifetime, and today I have truly gained some knowledge!"

Gao Yang's mouth twitched upon hearing this.

He had not expected Liu Yiming's imagination to be so rich; clearly, he had concluded that his life-saving skills were passed down by the Wry-Mouthed Dragon King he had spoken nonsense about earlier.

Gao Yang's mind became active; although his reputation had spread throughout the world, he was still too young, especially with these techniques, so he still needed to find a suitable reason.

Therefore,

Gao Yang nodded.

"Military Physician Liu is indeed intelligent; you've even discovered this."

Liu Yiming stroked his beard and smiled, "I have been in the army for thirty years; I have at least that much judgment."

"Hmm."

Gao Yang affirmed this.

Simply put, he pushed everything onto the Wry-Mouthed Dragon King.

"This blood transfusion technique and fish-gut thread vascular suturing were indeed passed down to me by the Wry-Mouthed Dragon King."

"Apart from liking to have a wry mouth, the old man is perfect in every way. He said he was once a military physician and had seen too many soldiers with torn intestines on the battlefield, so he always had to think of some ways to keep them alive."

"Thus, he created this blood transfusion technique, the fish-gut thread suturing technique, and the branding iron hemostasis technique!"

Liu Yiming looked full of admiration.

"Not only is the senior Wry-Mouthed Dragon King indifferent to fame and wealth, but he also has such a compassionate heart; it truly makes me admire him!"

Gao Yang's mouth twitched, and he did not speak.

Liu Yiming asked again, "Prime Minister Gao, then the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles..."

Gao Yang came back to his senses and said with a solemn face, "That is also true, but such a needle technique damages one's lifespan, so please, Military Physician Liu, keep it a secret for me!"

Liu Yiming looked solemn, "That is only natural; please rest assured, Prime Minister Gao!"

"I, Liu Yiming, have always kept my mouth shut; nothing on my body is hard, only my mouth is hard!"

Gao Yang stepped forward and carefully disinfected Lu Yourong's wound.

He said to Chen Sheng on the side, "Chen Sheng, go outside and tell Old General Lu that they can come in now."

"Yes!"

Chen Sheng turned and walked toward the door.

Just now, when Gao Yang scorched the wound with the branding iron, his back had almost been soaked through with cold sweat.

This method of stopping bleeding also left him shocked!

Next, Gao Yang remembered the wounded soldiers from this battle; under the sneak attack of the Great Yan allied with the Xiongnu, the casualties must be significant.

This made his eyes gradually turn cold.

But fearing that Liu Yiming would blindly copy him, he instructed,

"Do not use the blood transfusion technique unless it is a last resort; the risks are quite significant."

"But if it truly comes to a last resort, you can try it. Remember when taking blood, do not exceed half a liter; you can tie up Xiongnu captives, disinfect them first, and then have them provide blood."

"Even if you draw a bit too much from the Xiongnu, it's of no consequence; they are captives anyway."

Liu Yiming's mouth twitched.

This is truly the Living Yama!

But he also expressed understanding; for risky matters, if you can use Xiongnu captives, why use your own people?

"Gao Yang, I understand."

"Also, this branding iron can only be used to cauterize blood vessels; if you burn the muscles too much, they will surely rot. This is an emergency hemostasis technique; once the bleeding stops, you can apply mint leaves soaked in well water, which can prevent suppuration!"

Liu Yiming noted them down one by one.

At this moment, he no longer had any of the doubts he had about Gao Yang before.

On the contrary, he kept every word from Gao Yang's mouth in his heart.

Without exaggeration, these were all precious experiences that were passed down to sons but not daughters.

Yet Gao Yang was so selfless and passed them on to him.

Liu Yiming was moved inside, feeling that this favor was truly too great.

He knelt before Gao Yang, tears streaming down his face.

"I have practiced medicine for half a lifetime, and only today do I know what the medical Dao is..."

"Gao Yang has so generously passed on such precious experience to me; I implore Gao Yang to accept me as a disciple, so that I may serve you well in the future!"

"Even if it is just grinding medicine and serving tea every day, it would fulfill my wish!"

Gao Yang was completely numb.