"Come in quickly." Gu Dashan shouted from inside the house.
Wang Yongfu brought the doctor and an attendant carrying a medicine chest into the guest room.
The guest room was divided into an inner and outer space, with the latter being the reception area. Gu Dashan brought Li Daxi and the others into the outer room, asking the doctor to look at the wound on his hand.
The doctor was from Qingshan Medical Hall, surnamed Xiao, who had served as a military doctor in his early years. He was particularly skilled in treating bone fractures and cuts.
"Sang Yazi, cut off the tattered cloth wrapped around his hand," Dr. Xiao ordered, pointing at Li Daxi's right hand, as he took a seat.
"Alright, Master," Sang Yazi placed the medicine chest on a nearby chair, opened it, fetched a sharp pair of scissors, and with several snips, cut off the coarse hemp cloth and his half sleeve wrapped around Li Daxi's right hand.
