As the saying goes, it is very effective and only 70% lies in deception.
When Han Qing described "battlefield first aid" as an ancestral skill, he was not the only one who was deceived.
Immediately, everyone else present, including Wu Dutou himself who was lying on a stretcher waiting for death, became excited and looked at him with eyes full of expectation.
"Except for Wu Dutou, everyone else should cover their mouths and noses with white cloth to prevent the murderous aura in you from aggravating Wu Dutou's injuries!" Han Qing did not have the time or ability to explain clearly to everyone what bacteria are.
Why did the wound become infected? He simply continued to talk nonsense, "Also, this old man, please give me a helping hand for a while!"
"Hey, hey!" Everyone nodded in agreement, and the doctor who accompanied the army not only did not feel offended by being ordered around by a junior who was old enough to be his own grandson, but instead bowed with gratitude, "My surname is Zhang.
, I don’t dare to be arrogant in front of the young master. Young Master, just call me Doctor Zhang, or Lao Zhang. If you have anything to do, just give me your orders."
"Then I won't be polite to you anymore!" Han Qing thought for a moment and nodded lightly. Then he began to instruct Dr. Zhang to cooperate with him in setting up a simple operating bed, preparing relevant surgical supplies, and cleaning up the surrounding environment.
There were originally a few low-level officers around, who had reservations about his words. Seeing that he had arranged things in an orderly manner, all doubts in their hearts disappeared. They all took action, and Zhang Langzhong started to strike.
As the saying goes, when everyone adds firewood, the flames rise.
With everyone's full assistance, Han Qing only spent half a stick of incense time to prepare everything needed before the operation. Zhang Huan also brought out the large jar of spirits from the temporary warehouse.
Although the spirit was not the legendary Jiannan Shaochun, it already had the prototype of later generations of liquor. Han Qing was worried and took a sip of it with his mouth. It was finally determined that its alcohol concentration was at least 40%.
Wine with 40 degrees of alcohol is definitely not effective as medical alcohol, but it is better than nothing. What’s more, the germs in this era have little resistance to antibiotics. It is also early winter, and it is difficult for germs to become active!
However, just in case, Han Qing thought about it and ordered someone to set up a stove outside the door, steamed several stacks of white cloths, two hollow needles for pulling out poisons, and three pairs of chopsticks for backup. Then he started to use strong force.
Wash your hands repeatedly while drinking wine.
The rest depends on Wu Dutou's physical strength.
Han Qing could tell that the person's internal organs, especially the digestive organs, were not injured. However, he could not guarantee that the person would be able to withstand the massive blood loss during the surgery and the severe pain caused by the surgery without anesthesia.
However, compared to watching this person suffer from Zhang Huan's knife, there is always one more hope.
Therefore, after washing his hands, Han Qing quickly recalled the battlefield first aid knowledge he had learned in his previous life and the surgical scenes in movies and TV dramas. He decisively raised his right arm and slashed the back of Wu Du's head with a knife.
Except for the doctor who accompanied the army, everyone present was shocked. However, when they saw Wu Dou without even humming, he fainted, and they all praised "Master Han" for his clever methods.
In this era, anesthetics were far from popular. Not all doctors knew how to prepare Ma Fei Powder.
If a soldier is unfortunately shot in the torso or limbs by an arrow, as long as the injury is not fatal, after the battle, the army lieutenants will help them cut off the arrow shafts, dig out the arrow bundles, and treat the wounds.
Not everyone is Guan Yunchang and can withstand the pain of bone scraping to treat poison. Therefore, knocking the patient unconscious before surgery is also a common practice and is not considered unusual by everyone.
However, everyone has seen the doctor who accompanied the army before knocking out the injured with a leather-wrapped wooden hammer, but they have never seen the doctor chop it with his hands directly. They have never seen a doctor who was as clean and neat as Han Qing.
Han Qing, on the other hand, ignored everyone's reactions. He first ordered the doctor surnamed Zhang to work with him to skin Wudu's head into a naked pig, shave off all the hair on the man's chest and abdomen, and then,
Dip a white cloth into strong liquor and wipe the man from head to toe.
After the "disinfection" was completed, he borrowed a short knife from Zhang Langzhong, burned it with fire, and then quickly rinsed it with strong alcohol.
Immediately afterwards, he ordered the doctor surnamed Zhang to help hold the crossbow pole. He himself, close to the position of the crossbow pole, cut open the skin of Wu Dutou's belly with a knife.
"Hiss——" Even though they were used to seeing life and death, everyone present was so frightened that they took a breath of air-conditioning.
However, Han Qing was not moved by the bloody appearance of the wound at all, and continued to expand the wound to half a foot in length. Then, he decisively changed the direction of the knife and slowly tore open the abdominal muscles along the muscle texture.
While everyone was stunned, he quickly took out a pair of bamboo chopsticks that had been steamed in advance, and using the light and the short knife in his hand, he slowly opened Wu Dutou's abdominal cavity.
More blood flowed out, and the unique stench of internal organs filled the tent in an instant.
Several low-level officers who took the initiative to ask for help suddenly felt their insides tumbling, covered their mouths with their hands, and rushed out of the door.
"Close the door tightly, don't let in the wind, in case it blows the candlelight!" Han Qing finally spoke, with unquestionable firmness in his words.
After hearing this, Captain Zhang Huan immediately raised his foot and "kicked" the other helping soldiers in the tent to the corner. He ordered them not to look again, let alone make any sound.
Immediately afterwards, he himself turned his face to the tent wall. With his back to Han Qing, he closed his eyes and silently prayed to God in his heart, "God, please do a good job and let Mr. Han give Brother Wu to his wife."
Save him. I am willing to trade my life for his. If you are willing to agree, I will be reincarnated on the animal path in my next life."
Maybe God really heard his prayer, or maybe Wu Er was determined. Before he could open his eyes again, there was a "clang" from behind, followed closely by Zhang Langzhong's long exhalation.
"call--"
"Don't point your mouth at the wound." Han Qing's voice came soon after, with an unconcealable sense of relief, "The intestines and other internal organs were not hurt, and the arteries and spine were not touched. Hold your breath and help
I sucked out the blood from his stomach with a white cloth. Then, I sewed up the wound."
"Hey, hey!" Zhang Langzhong seemed to understand, but he kept agreeing and went to prepare the steamed white cloth.
Captain Zhang Huan was surprised and happy. He turned his head and took a peek. He saw a huge crossbow arrow thrown into a wooden plate that had been prepared in advance. The arrow bundle was made of fine steel, just as Zhang Zhang had predicted,
The top is shovel-shaped, and the tail has a sharp barb.
If he were to pull it out directly, the barbs would definitely tear Wu Dutou's intestines to pieces. However, the skills of disembowelling the body and removing the intestines to find the arrow bundle were beyond the capabilities of ordinary doctors.
Therefore, in Zhang Langzhong's eyes, Wu Er was certain to die.
But in the eyes of a real "miracle doctor", Wu Er can be pulled back from the gate of hell by him!
Unknowingly, in Zhang Huan's eyes, Han Qing had the aura of a miracle doctor, and every move he made was full of mystery.
But Han Qing knew that the gambling game was just halfway through. If he wanted to completely win back the life of Wu Dutou, it would depend on whether Wu Dutou and himself would have the same good luck in the second half as in the first half.
He wiped off the sweat on his forehead with a steamed white cloth. He began to patiently suture the wound in layers. Although it was not a good job, it was still an eye-opener for Zhang Langzhong.
The army of the Great Song Dynasty had already begun to use suturing to treat wounds. However, at this moment, it was still at the stage of sewing up the skin and skin. No one had ever thought that multi-layer sutures could be used to make the wound easier.
recover.
And when the doctor surnamed Zhang saw Han Qing using a hollow bamboo tube to draw out the newly produced blood in his stomach, he was even more impressed.
If he hadn't been afraid of delaying Wu Dutou's life, he would have even wished to kneel down and worship his master on the spot so that Han Qing could allow him to use this set of secret skills on more injured people in the future and save the lives of more brothers.
"It's not over yet. He lost too much blood. Next, it depends on his fate!" As if he had guessed what the doctor named Zhang was thinking, Han Qing suddenly explained in a deep voice.
The family background of the former owner of the body could only prevent the governor of the Suppressing Rong Army from handing him over. But it could not allow him to get more help from the Suppressing Rong Army.
But Han Qing was still tired of being hunted all day long.
He wants to fight back.
He needs enough support from people.
He didn't want to flee back to Bianliang in despair and become a parasite on the family of his former owner.
Therefore, he could only seize the opportunity in front of him and let the Zhenrong army see what kind of rewards they could get by helping him.
Therefore, what he is thinking about now is not just how to save Dutou Takeji's life. Instead, he is showing Zhang Huan and Sui Jun Lang Zhong a complete set of first aid procedures.
If the governor of the Zhenrong Army is really a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time.
If Du Yuhou Zhang Huan really cares about the lives of the brothers around him.
Han Qing believes that they will realize the value of this life-saving technique.
"Wu Er has always been tough, he should be able to survive this disaster!" Zhang Langzhong seemed to understand Han Qing's words. He felt Wu Du's breathing on his head with the back of his hand and responded in a low voice.
"I hope so!" As if they had made a major decision, Han Qing took a deep breath and nodded slowly. Then, he took out a freshly steamed hollow needle that doctors usually use to extract poisons, and neatly
It pierced Wudu's wrist vein.
Before Dr. Zhang could exclaim, he firmly grasped the center of the hollow needle, leaned his right wrist against it, and pressed the blood vessels diagonally downward toward the tip of the needle.
The hollow needle pierced his wrist silently, connecting him to Wudu's head.
In the entire big account, there was silence for an instant.
Everyone's eyes fell on the hollow needle, which was as thick as a blood vessel on the back of the hand, and they were stunned!
In order to ensure that his blood pressure was higher than that of the injured person, Han Qing also chose to remain still.
He has type O blood. In theory, he can be transfused to anyone in an emergency. The probability of problems will not exceed 5%.
He hoped that Wu Er was not within that five percent range.
