Bai Shan came down with the first group of wounded soldiers. He washed his hands as soon as he got off his horse. Then he took out three robes from nowhere. He gave one to each of Bai Erlang and Liu Huan, and then he also surrounded himself with one.
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He rolled up his sleeves and looked for Man Bao.
Man Bao was standing in front of a wooden bed and cutting off the clothes on the man. When he saw him coming, he said, "Come and help me. Li Ru, you can deal with a patient yourself."
Seeing that she was a little panicked, and knowing that she had never dealt with patients before, she might panic, so he said: "Take care of the minor injuries first, and leave the others to me and the military doctor."
The military doctor's medical skills may not be as good as Zhou Liru's, but he is more experienced. No matter how good his medical skills are, he does not panic and his hands do not shake. He stops the bleeding when it is time to stop it and prescribes the medicine when it is time to do so in an orderly manner. Although it is necessary to stop the bleeding,
The method is not very clever, and the prescriptions are not very good either.
But for the latter, Manbao had prescribed medicine in advance. For the former, the injured patients who were sent at this time had either their arms or legs chopped off, as well as their backs and stomachs. One of them was slashed on the neck with a knife.
It was a little bigger, and most of it was on the shoulders, but the person was almost dying when it was delivered.
So at this time, it doesn't matter how sophisticated the medical skills are. It just needs to stop the bleeding quickly and save life first before we can do anything else.
Man Bao held down the wound on her neck and stopped halfway to stop the bleeding. She paused, raised her head and said to Bai Shan, "No need."
Then he turned to the veteran who was listening to his orders and said: "Next, bring up the one who was chopped in the stomach first."
The veteran suggested, "Sir, save the lightly injured first. Although they will send down the surviving ones, we still have to make choices. These...are usually the last to be treated."
That's right, military doctors usually choose to treat people with moderate symptoms first, and then treat people with minor injuries. On the contrary, if they live with serious injuries, they will save them if they can make time to save them.
Because serious injury means a high probability of death, they will first give hope of survival to moderate and minor injuries.
Man Bao said: "Their survival rate is very high here. Those with minor injuries will be sent to Zhou Liru."
Bai Shan said to Bai Erlang and Liu Huan who were standing aside: "You go and help Li Ru."
Bai Erlang had some knowledge of medical science, and he could still find any medicine Zhou Liru wanted. Liu Huan was basically blind, so he could only hold down the medicine when she asked him to, and handed him scissors when he was asked.
The veteran who was obeying orders in the medical tent had no choice but to carry the man who had been stabbed in the stomach and put him on the wooden board.
There are three wooden boards in the medical tent, all of which are built high with stones. The wooden boards are then placed on top, neither high nor low, just to facilitate their movements.
There was a cut on his stomach, and part of his intestines came out.
Because there are many injuries, there will definitely be more injuries later, so we can't be as particular here as we are in the capital.
Man Bao frowned, but he didn't ask for more. Teacher Mo once taught two lessons on the psychological adjustment of doctors during the war.
At that time, he said something that she remembered very deeply, "As a doctor, you must know how to adjust yourself in a timely manner and give up some under certain circumstances in order to maximize your benefits."
Now is not the time to be particular, at least the Liangzhou Army's medical accountant does not yet have the ability to meet her requirements.
Man Bao picked up the scissors and quickly cut off his clothes. Bai Shan threw the clothes aside and turned to get hot water...
Man Bao threw the cut intestines into a wooden bucket aside, carefully stuffed the processed intestines back into his stomach, then took the needles Bai Shan had strung and sewed them up quickly.
After she finished sewing, Bai Shan began to apply medicine and bandage. Man Bao watched for a while, and after confirming that he could do it independently, he pulled out the needles from the patient, turned around and went to see the military doctor's patient on another wooden bed.
The military doctor had just treated a minor injury, bandaged the person and sent him down. At this time, a man whose thigh was badly chopped came over. He took out a saw and was about to cut off the leg.
Man Bao couldn't help but stop him when he saw it. After checking, he said: "The legs can be kept."
"No, not to mention that it will be difficult to heal afterwards. Even now, if he doesn't amputate his legs, he won't be able to survive for long if the bleeding can't be stopped."
While Man Bao was giving him an injection to stop the bleeding, he asked, "How do you stop the bleeding after sawing?"
"Burn on fire."
Man Bao frowned. It's not that this method doesn't work, it's just not very good. She said: "There is also a risk of rot after amputating the legs, and the survival rate is not high."
"I know," the military doctor said, having amputated many people's legs in the past four or five years, "but it's better than saving the legs. If the legs are amputated, two out of ten people can survive, but if the legs are not amputated, ten people can survive.
Not even half of them will survive."
Man Bao said: "I can stop the bleeding and save the leg first. If there is no sign of survival after three days, I can then cut it off."
The military doctor knew that she was talking about the legs, but the veteran on the side did not know. He was shocked and said: "You still have to amputate your legs when you are not alive?"
The military doctor waved his hand and said, "Go, go, go, we are talking about the legs, not the people. Hurry up and boil the medicine. You are boiling the medicine too slowly."
The old soldier felt aggrieved and said, "All the stoves and pots are in use. I can look after ten pots at a time, so there must be pots for me."
Suijun's pot is not very big. One pot can boil medicine for up to five people. He has done his best, okay?
Man Bao had already begun to deal with the wound on her thigh, and soon began to suture it. Seeing the bright eyes of the military doctor, she began to explain while suturing...
Zhou Liru's speed was slower. Fortunately, the injuries she received were relatively minor, but they would be dragged off the battlefield. No matter how minor they were, they wouldn't be much better. Basically, they would only be dragged off if their combat effectiveness was completely lost.
Like the kind where a cut was made in a non-vital place, and the amount of bleeding was not violent, it was basically not up to the standard of going to the battlefield.
It was the first time she was responsible for a patient, and she was a little panicked. Bai Erlang helped her pass the scissors and scrubbed the wound while saying: "Can you do it? This piece of flesh is dead, why don't you cut it off?"
Liu Huan saw the sweat on her forehead, so he wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, and said to Bai Erlang: "Shut up, can you stop saying a few words?"
Zhou Liru concentrated his attention, completely ignoring the two men, removing the bad flesh from the injured body, and then began to suture...
Human meat is still very different from pig meat. It took Zhou Liru several injections to find the feeling. As his mind gradually calmed down, the movements of his hands became much smoother and he gradually got better...
After Man Bao took care of the patient with a thigh injury, two soldiers hurried in carrying a stretcher and shouted: "This is us joining the army, he fell off the horse..."
Man Bao turned around to look, took one look and said, "Put him on the bed. He was trampled by a horse? Are there any other injuries on his body?"
The military doctor took one look and said: "It won't work anymore..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the stretcher closed his eyes.
Man Bao stretched out his hand and touched the other person's neck, and it was true that he was dying.