Chapter 442: Do You Think I

「Mafeisan. 」 She had just opened her mouth when Kang Ziwei's side immediately used the anesthetic, covering the patient's mouth and nose; the patient hadn't even come out of the coma before instantly slipping into another kind of unconsciousness.

「Scalpel, disinfect. 」

「Medicine ready. 」

「Strong liquor, ready. 」

……

Everyone in the tent sprang into action; except for Jiang Yunchu, no one spoke. Time was pressing, and each of them did their assigned duty.

Especially Kang Ziwei, sweat had already appeared in her palms.

「Let's begin. Ziwei, you're my assistant; everyone else, wait for orders. 」

Jiang Yunchu's hand steadily opened the chest cavity, then sutured the bleeding wounds on the battlefield……

Even with four lamps held aloft, the medical tent remained dim.

「Wipe the sweat. 」 Jiang Yunchu said coldly; Kang Zhi Chun beside her quickly wiped sweat, her hand trembling slightly, her whole back drenched as if she'd just been pulled from water.

The Dean's hands never stopped moving.

「Hemostatic forceps. 」

「Tweezers. 」

……

Orders were issued one after another; although Kang Ziwei had never seen an open‑abdomen surgery before, she had seen too much blood and flesh, and now she was the most composed among them.

「Kang Ziwei, you suture. 」

「Yes. 」

Ziwei hesitated not at all, began suturing; Jiang Yunchu stepped back from the others, ground the anti‑inflammatory and fever‑reducing painkiller into powder, and fed it directly into the patient's mouth.

Given the circumstances, the patient's survival is a matter of great luck.

She did her best.

Afterward, it's just a matter of whether he can pull through.

「Suturing complete. 」 After more than ten minutes, Kang Ziwei finally finished suturing, finally let out a breath; looking at the blood‑soaked sheep‑intestine glove, her eyes flickered for a moment.

「He needs continued observation; move him to the special medical tent. 」

「Yes. 」

Those carrying the stretcher looked at the people in the tent, eyes shining—if even an open‑abdomen wound could be treated, stitched up like clothing, wouldn't that mean more lives could be saved in the future?

Until late at night, the front‑line battlefield seemed to hit pause, the wounded dwindling one by one; Jiang Yunchu's legs trembled slightly, she had people hastily lay three grass mats—today she was either squatting here or there.

「Dean, do you still need more rest? 」 Kang Ziwei looked at the Dean's face, slick with sweat; after this day's busyness, his clothes were soaked through—fortunately they were black, otherwise the dampness would be obvious.

Jiang Yunchu shook her head. 「Please arrange a medical tent for me; constantly crowding together with you isn't ideal. 」

「Set up three beds in the medical tent; don't make me squat—I can't squat anymore. 」

Her pitiful look instead resembled a child throwing a tantrum.

「Dean, have something to eat first. 」 Ning Hanmo was helping in another medical tent, meanwhile gathering news.

Word had it that in Doctor Kang Ziwei's medical tent a divine physician had arrived—one who could treat anyone who'd undergone open‑abdomen surgery—and he knew it must be his mother come.

Given his mother's nature, she'd probably be busy all day.

He brought some food, waited outside, and when he saw his mother emerge, he handed it over.

「You don't realize it until you speak—then you know you're really hungry. 」

Kang Ziwei moved her lips. 「How could I not be hungry? 」

「You haven't left the medical tent since this morning; she usually grabs a quick bite each day, but today, focused on the surgery, she forgot to eat—this nonstop work has lasted all day, and she feels her waist is no longer her own. 」

「Let's go eat first, then wash up; Zhang Xiaosan boiled the water and didn't let the barracks personnel lift a finger. 」 Ning Qiancheng smiled; even in this barracks, he remained a detached youth.

Apart from the Jiang family, no one knew he was the reigning prince; he ate and lodged with the soldiers, was summoned and dismissed in the medical tent, yet never showed irritation, always wearing a faint smile.

「Kang Wen, Kang Wu, serve the hot food—hurry and eat. 」

Thanks to Jiang Yunchu's involvement, the other medical tents were actually less busy today, and they left early.

「Alright, let's go. 」 Jiang Yunchu nodded; even lifting a hand felt like effort, and she didn't want to think at all.

「Dean, eat quickly. 」 Seeing Jiang Yunchu approach, Kang Wen and Kang Wu placed the hot dishes on the table; a few youngsters watched the people eating.

「Where's Han Wen Jun? Where's Kang Zhi Xia? 」 Jiang Yunchu felt puzzled.

These guys always have assigned duties—some handle hot meals, some boil water—but those two didn't show up.

At that moment, Kang Wen's face darkened.

Jiang Yunchu sensed something off, glanced around at the people, and asked, 「What's going on? 」

Kang Wen was about to speak when Kang Wu tugged him, saying, 「They're just tired; they went back to sleep. 」

「Tired, so they slept? 」

「Kang Wu, when did I give you the impression that I'm easy to fool? 」 Jiang Yunchu smiled, her gaze toward Kang Wu especially gentle.

Everyone knew the Dean was angry!

「I… 」

Kang Wu moved his lips, furrowed his brow, but didn't know how to speak.

「Let me say it. 」

At that moment, Zhang Cunwen walked in from outside, his expression somewhat cold.

「There was a Doctor Zhang who used to be in charge of a medical tent, but when tents ran short he was assigned to fill in elsewhere. 」

「That solitary medical tent was given to Ziwei. 」

「Doctor Zhang refused to accept defeat, having lost to a girl, but Ziwei's medical skill is superb, so he could do nothing about it. 」

Zhang Cunwen spoke from beginning to end, bit by bit, and everyone's faces looked grim.

Then what? Jiang Yunchu ate a few mouthfuls of rice, finally feeling reassured.

The soldiers carrying stretchers today said that Zi Wei's medical ledger had sutured even open-abdomen cases; her medical skill is amazing.

They also said that the Dean of Doctor Zi Wei definitely has better medical skill.

Then Doctor Zhang said, it's just pandering for favor; no one could suture someone with an open abdomen unless they were a monster.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression turned ugly, even Kang Wen and Kang Wu, who had already known this.

Jiang Yunchu remained silent, and Kang Ziwei lightly furrowed their brow.

That medical ledger is handled by Han Wen Jun.

Han Wen Jun said, some rely on their age to boss others, some view the world from a well, some judge a gentleman's belly with a petty heart; saying Doctor Zhang couldn't do it doesn't mean others can't.

Then that old doctor quit, and the situation spiraled out of control.

Zhi Xia's medical ledger was nearby; Zhi Xia went over directly and protected Han Wen Jun.

Since the first trial, Kang Zhi Xia has acknowledged Han Wen Jun; they are sworn brothers of different surnames, and when Kang Zhi Xia's brother suffers injustice, what can Kang Zhi Xia do?