When Governor Duan saw him leaving, he turned around and went to interrogate the bandit leader.
When Mr. Zhuang and Yin or the others heard that the war was over, they came over from his tower. As soon as they arrived at the camp, they saw the wounded all over the ground. They were shocked and asked, "The casualties are so serious?"
Sitting next to him, Junjun, who held out his hand for Zhou Liru to bandage his household registration, said: "Fortunately, the number of wounded soldiers brought down this time was less dead."
Generally, at least half of the wounded soldiers who are carried off the battlefield will die, not to mention that many wounded soldiers have no chance to be carried off at all.
This time, because two doctors, Zhou Man and Zhou Liru, were added to the medical tent, and Zhou Man was a very prestigious imperial physician, the soldiers who were responsible for rummaging through the wounded soldiers and carrying them down tried their best to lift them down.
If it hurts my stomach and neck, I won't lift it down at all.
I didn't expect that fewer people would die like this than before, and it was quite unexpected to join the army. So at this time, I saw that Mr. Zhuang and Yin You were very fond of each other, so I pointed out the way to them, "Mr. Zhou is still busy over there.
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Zhou Liru wrapped up his wound, put the needle and thread on a tray, stood up without any expression, and walked to the next wounded soldier in two steps.
Liu Huan, who was holding the tray, stood up numbly, glanced at the wounded soldier, and skillfully handed her a pair of scissors.
Zhou Liru took it and cut off the pants on his knees with two clicks. After exposing the wound, he began to clean it. During this period, he switched from scissors to knives and then to clamps to clean out the stones and other dirt from the flesh and blood, and then cut them away.
Some dead meat began to be bandaged with medicine.
The wounded soldier kept shouting, and the two squatting men showed no expression.
Yin You looked curious, so he knelt down next to Liu Huan and asked curiously, "How many patients have you seen today?"
Liu Huandao: "Thirty-two, this is the thirty-third. Basically, we are responsible for such minor injuries."
Even Bai Erlang ran into the medical tent to help, so he was the only one who could help Zhou Liru.
At first, the two of them spoke softly to comfort the injured person, but eventually their throats were filled with smoke and their expressions were numb, so they no longer wanted to speak.
They were all traumas, and the injuries were similar. Even if I said the same thing a few times, I would still be enthusiastic, and if I said it a dozen times, I could barely accept it. But after I said it more than thirty times, the two of them really couldn't talk about it.
Yin You couldn't understand his pain and only felt envious, so he got up and went to Zhou Man to see if there was anything he could do to help.
Man Bao was sawing someone's hand. The man's arm was cut with a knife, and only a layer of skin was still attached. Because he was left far away, he was only brought here now, although the person who brought him had already
He was bandaged urgently, but he still lost too much blood and was already unconscious.
Man Bao took off the messy layer of clothes covering the wound and opened his arm to see that blood started to flow out.
She quickly applied pressure to stop the bleeding, and the bleeding slowed down. He instructed Bai Shan, "Cut off all his shirt."
Then he said to Bai Erlang: "Get the needle and ask someone to get the medicine of Prescription No. 3."
Bai Erlang agreed and went out quickly. When he saw Mr. Zhuang and Yin You, he just nodded.
Yin You was stunned for a moment when he saw that not only his clothes were covered in blood, but his face was also stained with blood.
Bai Erlang came back soon, handed the needle to Man Bao, and then said: "They went to get the medicine."
Man Bao taught the military doctor how to apply pressure to stop the bleeding, and she waited until he could use both hands instead of hers before inserting the needle...
After the person's arm was completely cut off and his wounds were treated, Man Bao also had some blood on his face. Bai Shan brought the hammered medicine up and she had sutured it up. He lowered his head and applied the medicine carefully.
The blood slowly leached out, and then slowed down.
Several people observed the cross section together, and after confirming that the bleeding was decreasing and had slowly stopped, Manbao bandaged the severed hand.
The military doctor was not very confident, "Sir, I think he may not be able to survive this."
Manbao thought about it and said, "Actually, blood transfusion is possible."
Bai Shan asked her, "Have you brought any tools?"
Man Bao nodded, "Bring it."
She turned around and said, "It's in one of my boxes. I'll get it."
Actually it was at Keke's place, but what does it matter? She had a suitcase of luggage, and only she knew what was in it.
Man Bao ran back to the luggage cart, quickly found the marked box, had someone move it to the tent where she was resting, and then opened the box herself.
She first took out the small box from Keke's space and put it in, and then started looking for reagents.
After I found all the medicines from the shelf, I put them in the small box.
Man Bao carried the small box to the medical tent.
Hearing that she was going to give someone a blood transfusion, even the governor Duan who was interrogating the horse thieves dropped his whip and ran to see her.
Man Bao kicked them all out, "This medical tent is not clean to begin with, and you guys are coming together to make it even more unclean."
But in the end, they were able to watch because Manbao needed to draw human blood after everything was cleaned.
So many able-bodied soldiers were pulled to line up at the door of the medical tent.
Zhou Liru, who finally finished treating patients with mild symptoms, came over happily and volunteered, "Sister-in-law, I'll prick their fingers."
Man Bao nodded.
So Zhou Liru happily took a short silver needle and pricked their fingers to test their blood types.
One of Manbao's most well-known medical skills in the capital is disembowelment and blood transfusion.
They all took this class when they were at the Imperial Medical Office. Of course, this cannot be learned in a day or two.
But they have also been studying this course for a year. On weekdays, they mainly use rabbits for experiments, and various animals take turns to perform sutures. This is how Zhou Liru's suturing skills were practiced.
As for blood transfusion, they have only learned how to separate serum, prepare reagents, and then test the blood. However, they have never had the opportunity to do the final step of blood transfusion. This time they finally have the opportunity.
Manbao also gave her the opportunity and stood aside to give her guidance.
Teacher Mo said that in fact, whole blood is still somewhat dangerous. The best blood is processed, but she obviously does not have the processing ability and speed here, so she can only use whole blood.
While watching Zhou Liru test out the appropriate blood type and then draw blood, she went into the medical tent to constantly check on the wounded soldiers.
She told the military doctor: "He has a strong will to survive. This is a good thing. I hope he can survive in time."
After Zhou Liru drew the blood, she came in nervously with the blood and began to carefully inject him with blood transfusions. She controlled the speed and couldn't help but look at her sister-in-law.
Man Bao nodded slightly to her and said approvingly: "Just do it."
This was the last patient, so Man Bao had so much time to devote to him. Several veterans couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the glow outside, and thought to themselves: This guy is really lucky. He only had to be sent here two days earlier.
, I’m afraid I won’t even need this, because it takes a lot of time, and the doctors must first ensure their survival later on.
Otherwise, the time it takes to treat one person would be enough to treat three people.