Fu Tinghan cut away all the obstructive armor, revealing the shoulder. The military doctor lowered his head, and only after Fu Tinghan urged him did he look up to examine the place where the arrow had hit.
The armor of Zhao Hanzhang had helped to some extent, so the arrowhead wasn't deep. However, Fu Tinghan and the military doctor were still very afraid because, for those struck by arrows, the real fear isn't the damage caused by the arrow, unless it hits a vital spot; it's the infection that follows the arrow wound.
The military doctor took out a knife, glanced nervously at Zhao Hanzhang, "General, I'll remove the arrowhead for you now."
Zhao Hanzhang nodded.
Seeing the doctor was about to proceed this way, Fu Tinghan frowned, "No anesthetic?"
"Ah?" The military doctor said, "Does the General want anesthetic? I'll have someone prepare it right away."
