As soon as she entered the house, Li Li noticed a rotten smell.
As a doctor, this smell immediately made her frown.
The house is small, the bed is in the corner, and the light is dim even during the day.
Bulma's grandfather, named Haji, was lying on a small bed in the corner. Even on a hot day, he was covered with a dirty quilt and moaned from time to time.
Bulma led Li Li to the window and lifted the quilt.
The rancid smell became stronger.
Li Li put on her mask and carefully squatted down in front of the bed.
She noticed that about two inches above the ankle of Haji's right calf, there was a rag wrapped around it that was completely unhygienic. There was wet mucus oozing out of it, and she didn't know what kind of medicine had been applied to it.
Quickly putting on gloves, Li Li opened the medical kit, took out a pair of scissors, and cut the strip of cloth.
This is where the rancid odor spreads.
In fact, without looking closely, Li Li knew that the wound was infected and suppurating, and the situation was probably quite serious.
When the strip of cloth was cut open, a thick layer of black and sticky stuff like sesame paste was revealed on the leg. It could be seen from the degree of swelling that the wound had rotted.
"Xiaoqian, go see if the patient has a fever now and take his temperature."
As Li Li spoke, she took out hydrogen peroxide, active iodine and saline and cleaned the wound alternately.
Li Li probably thought the black thing was the witch doctor's medicine, but she wasn't interested in knowing the specific substance.
Now we have to debridement and see how the wound is doing.
"Interpreter Wang, ask the child how his grandfather got injured."
Translator Wang quickly asked Bulma on the side.
Bulma explained the reason for his injury.
Bulma's grandfather Haji went hunting on the nearby grassland a few days ago. For people like them, it was a source of meat.
But Haji seemed to have bad luck that day. He stepped on a trap set by others and was shot through the calf by an arrow.
It was a simple little trap that was triggered by a rope. There was a launching device hidden next to it, which could shoot out a wooden arrow with a rope on it. If it hit a small animal, it would be nailed to the animal until it died.
Shooting it on a person is generally not fatal, but can cause trauma.
Haji reluctantly cut off the arrowhead, pulled out the arrow body, and after returning to the village, he picked some plant leaves on the roadside, mashed them, and applied them to the wound.
In the past, most of the villagers here took care of their injuries themselves, and this time Haji was no exception, but luck did not favor him. The wound did not heal and became more serious the next day.
So Bulma went to the priest to ask for medicine, and exchanged 100 cefa for two sets of medicine, which he applied to the wound according to the witch doctor's instructions.
Unexpectedly, on the third day, not only did the wound not improve, but Haji started to have a fever.
So Bulma no longer believed the priest's words, but he didn't have enough money to take his grandfather to the hospital, so he could only watch over his grandfather. It was already the seventh day, and the situation looked serious. Fortunately, he met Li Zheng
They went to the village to conduct medical rounds.
Now Haji's wound has rotted open. The arrow hole was originally very small, but now it is so rotten that the bones are visible. The windows are all swollen and rotten, and there is gangrene the size of a teacup.
"High fever 39.5 degrees."
Shao Xiaoqian took her temperature and reported it to Li Li.
"No, the sanitary conditions here are not good. We need to take him to our medical point for emergency treatment. If his situation is not dealt with, his life may be in danger." Li Li is a female military doctor with a straightforward style. He held his hand and said to Shen Jun: "Platoon Commander Shen, ask your soldiers to come over and send someone to carry him back to the medical point. I want to perform a simple debridement surgery."
"Li Zheng!"
Shen Jun walked out of the door and greeted Li Zheng.
"come over."
Li Zhengxiao ran over, entered the door, and looked at the bedside, and was shocked.
That rotten wound is very scary.
"Carry him on your back and go to the entrance of the village. Hurry." Li Li picked up the medical kit and went out without saying a word.
The priest outside was still sifting chaff. Li Li glanced at him and shook her head.
Bulma probably also knew that the matter was very serious and that his grandfather's situation was very urgent. When he saw Li Zheng carrying his grandfather on his back, he followed Li Zheng to the entrance of the village.
There is a temporary operating table in the temporary tent.
Surgery like debridement is not difficult, but it cannot be done in the small house just now. The sanitary conditions are poor and sterility cannot be guaranteed.
Haji was sent in, the tent curtain was pulled up, and Bulma was anxious outside.
Li Zheng comforted him: "Hey, little guy, don't panic, I guarantee your grandpa will be fine. You have to trust our doctor, she is this -"
After saying that, he gave a thumbs up and gestured.
Bulma smiled.
Then he started to say thank you, thank you, thank you to Li Zheng...
Li Zheng saw that Bulma had not seen him for several days and seemed to have lost weight, so he asked him if he had eaten anything.
He thought to himself that the child had not gone to do small business near the camp for a few days, and he did not know whether he could make a living.
Bulma touched her belly and shook her head awkwardly.
The few packages of food for individual soldiers just now had been placed at home by Bulma, so Li Zheng went to get a piece of food from Fatty Wei and a bottle of mineral water. He came over and handed it to Bulma, teaching him to tear open the food package and eat it. Beef breasts and energy bars inside.
Seeing Bulma devouring the food, Shao Xiaoqian next to her couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes and said, "Looking at him like this, you don't even know he hasn't had enough to eat in a few days."
Li Zheng sighed in his heart, giving a few bags of food was just for emergency relief, and emergency relief cannot save the poor.
In fact, the only thing that can get rid of poverty is education.
Apart from anything else, didn’t that fat man Hamfata just study for a few more years and have a flexible mind, so that he can make a living in J City?
Children like Boomer are quite smart, they know some French and English, and they are all self-taught for a living. If they have the opportunity to receive education, they may be able to change their lives in the future.
If he continues to go to the peacekeeping camp every day to buy some chewing gum and CDs, go to the city to find some casual workers, or pick up garbage, he will still have no hope in the future when he grows up, and the next generation will probably be the same.
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So Li Zheng started talking to Bulma while he was eating and asked him why he stopped studying.
Bulma said that he had studied, but only for one year. His father died during the war and his mother ran away. He had to support himself and take care of his grandfather, so he couldn't go up there, and he didn't have any money.
Studying is a luxury for poor children here.
Li Zheng felt uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.
All happy families are the same, and every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
Shao Xiaoqian said: "Do you think we can give him a financial aid? I can pay for his tuition."
Li Zheng said: "I guess we need to ask our superiors for instructions on this matter. We can't be in charge."
Shao Xiaoqian said: "I'll go to Commander Xia and tell him, it should be OK."
Li Zheng's heart moved.
He knew that if Shao Xiaoqian went to talk to him, there would definitely be a success.
Bulma has saved everyone's lives. It is better to give him education than to give him food. It is better to give him fish than to teach him how to fish. This is the essence of help.
"Okay, then I'll leave this to you."
"Don't worry, I will definitely handle it for you." Shao Xiaoqian said, "Besides, this is a good thing, not a bad thing. I don't think Commander Xia will disagree."
The matter was finalized, and Li Zheng was full of expectations.
Haji's surgery was completed quickly.
Li Li thought that it would be best for Haji to stay in the Chinese secondary hospital in J city for a few days. After all, the wound had been treated, but antibiotics were still needed to reduce the inflammation, and the dressing had to be changed and cleaned every day, and he had to stay in the village.
Hygiene alone cannot be achieved.
Bulma heard that her grandfather was going to the hospital, but she didn't say anything for a long time.
After asking several times, he didn't say anything, neither agreed nor disagreed.
Finally, he put his hand into his pocket, touched it, and finally took out a banknote and handed it over.
"Is this money...enough?"
It was a 500-franc note.
He looked at Li Li timidly, which really broke Li Li's heart.
Li Zheng also felt uncomfortable.
500 francs, which is just over five yuan in RMB.
But Li Zheng knew that this might be the money Bulma usually used to purchase goods.
Judging from how hungry he was just now, he probably hasn't had enough to eat in the past few days.
He would rather go hungry than spend this money, which shows how important it is to him.
Li Li said softly: "There is no charge for treatment in our hospital. You can also go there and take care of your grandpa."
"Really...no money?"
Bulma couldn't believe her ears.
These yellow-skinned blue hats actually said they would help their grandfather treat his illness for free?
The witch doctor in the village even charged him 100 cefa!