Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 2183

Bai Shan followed the first batch of wounded soldiers down. As soon as he got off the horse, he went to wash his hands. Then he didn't know where to find three clothes, gave one to Bai Erlang and Liu Huan, and then surrounded one by himself.

He rolled up his sleeve and looked for man Bao.

Man Bao was standing in front of a built wooden bed, cutting off people's clothes. He saw him coming and said, "come and give me a hand, Liru. You can deal with a patient yourself."

Seeing that she was a little flustered and knew that she had not dealt with the patient, I was afraid she would be flustered. She said, "pick the ones with minor injuries and deal with them first. Others will give them to me and the military doctor."

I'm afraid the military doctor's medical skills are not as good as last week's Liru, but he is more experienced. No matter how his medical skills are, he is not flustered and his hands do not shake. It's time to stop bleeding and apply medicine. It's going on in an orderly manner. Although the means of stopping bleeding is not very clever and the prescription is not very good.

But the latter has a prescription written by man Bao in advance. The former, at this time, the injured patient was either cut off his arm or leg, as well as his back and stomach. A knife was cut on his neck and deviated a little. Most of it was on his shoulder, but he was dying when he delivered it.

So at this time, we don't pay attention to many excellent medical skills. We just need to stop bleeding quickly and save our lives before we can say anything else.

Man Bao pressed the cut on his neck and stopped when the bleeding was half stopped. She paused, looked up and said to Bai Shan, "No."

Then he turned to the obedient veteran and said, "next, lift up the one whose stomach was cut off."

The veteran suggested, "Sir, save the light wounded first. Although they will send the living down, we also have to make choices. These... Are generally the last to be treated."

Yes, military doctors usually choose to treat patients with moderate diseases, and then those with minor injuries, but those with serious injuries. If they can live to make time to save them, they will save them.

Because serious injury means a great possibility of death, they will give the hope of survival to moderate and mild injuries first.

Man Bao said, "they have a high survival rate here. If they are slightly injured, send them to Zhou Liru."

Bai Shan said to Bai Erlang and Liu Huan standing aside, "go and fight Liru."

Bai Erlang has some knowledge of medical science. Zhou Liru can still find what medicine he wants. Liu Huan is basically blind. She can only press and hold it, and pass the scissors.

The veteran who obeyed in the medical tent had no choice. He directly carried the one whose stomach was cut and put him on the board.

There are three boards in the medical tent, all of which are built high with stones, and then put the boards on them, neither high nor low, just for their movement.

He was cut in the stomach and his intestines flowed out.

Because there are many patients, more patients will be sent later, so we can't pay attention to it here as in the capital.

Man Bao frowned, but he didn't ask for more. Mr. Mo once taught two lessons about doctors' psychological adjustment during the war.

At that time, he said that she had a deep memory, "as a doctor, we should know how to adjust ourselves in time and give up some in a specific environment in order to maximize benefits."

Now, it's not the time to pay attention. At least now, the medical accounts of Liangzhou army don't have the ability to meet her requirements.

Man Bao picked up the scissors and quickly cut his clothes. Bai Shan threw his clothes aside and turned to get hot water

Man Bao threw the cut intestines into a wooden bucket, carefully stuffed the processed intestines back into his stomach, and then took Bai Shan's string of needles and sewed them up quickly.

When she finished sewing, Bai Shan began to take over the dressing. Man Bao looked at it for a while and determined that he could do it independently. Then he pulled out the needle on the patient and turned to another wooden bed to see the military doctor's patient.

The military doctor had just treated a minor injury, wrapped up the man and sent him down. At this time, he sent a man whose thigh was badly cut. He took a saw out and was about to saw his leg.

Man Bao couldn't help stopping when he saw it. After checking it, he said, "legs can be preserved."

"No, it's hard to heal without saying. Now, if he doesn't cut off his leg and stop the blood, he won't live much time."

Man Bao asked, "how do you stop bleeding after sawing?"

"Fire."

Man Bao frowned, not that this method can't work, but it's not very good. She said: "there is also a risk of decay after sawing legs, and the survival rate is not high."

"I know," said the military doctor, who didn't know how many people's legs had been sawn in the past four or five years, "but it's better than protecting the legs. If you saw the legs, two of the ten will survive. If you don't saw the legs, half of the ten won't survive."

Man Bao said, "I can stop bleeding for him, protect his legs first, and saw again if there is no sign of survival in three days."

The military doctor knew she was talking about legs, but the veterans on one side didn't know. They were shocked and said, "people don't live. Do you want to saw legs?"

The military doctor waved, "go, go, we're talking about legs, not people. Hurry to boil the medicine. Your medicine is too slow."

The veteran was wronged. "All the stoves and pots have been used. I can watch ten pots one by one, and I have to have a pot for me."

The pot with the army is not very big. One pot can boil up to five people's medicine. He has tried his best, okay?

Man Bao has already begun to immerse herself in the treatment of the wound on her thigh. Soon after, she began to sew. Seeing the bright eyes of the military doctor, she began to explain while sewing

Zhou Liru's speed should be slower. Fortunately, all the injuries sent to her are relatively light, but they will be dragged down the battlefield. No matter how light it is, it will not be pulled down until the combat effectiveness is completely lost.

For example, if a knife is cut in a place that is not critical, the amount of bleeding is not fierce, and basically can not meet the standard of going to the battlefield.

The first time she was in charge of a patient, Bai Erlang was a little flustered. While handing her scissors and scrubbing the wound, Bai Erlang said, "can you do it? This meat is dead. Don't you cut it off?"

Seeing that her forehead was sweating, Liu Huan took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her forehead and said to Bai Erlang, "shut up, can you say less?"

Zhou Liru was absorbed, completely ignored them, removed the bad meat from the injured, and began to sew

Human meat is still very different from pig meat. Zhou Liru pricked several needles to find the feeling. With his heart slowly calming down, the movement of his hands became smoother and better

Man Baocai handled the patient with thigh injury. Two soldiers hurried in with stretchers and shouted, "this is our joining the army. He fell off his horse..."

Man Bao turned around and looked at it. He only looked at it and said, "put it on the bed. Has he been trampled by a horse? What other injuries do you have? "

The military doctor looked at it and said, "no way..."

The man on the stretcher closed his eyes before he finished speaking.

Man Bao reaches out and touches each other's neck. He really can't.