Doctor Yu, the military doctor invited by Longer, is indeed an expert in treating burns and scalds. He first asked someone to heat sesame oil in a pot, add yellow wax and melt it, then remove from the fire and add raw rhubarb and other powdered medicine, mix it with badger oil, mix it into an ointment, and apply it to the wound.
, first temporarily stabilized the injury. At the same time, he decoctioned Sanguisorba, rhubarb, Schizonepeta, Angelica and other medicines into a decoction and gave it to the hops. He also asked people to soak Angelica and Lithospermum in sesame oil as soon as possible, and then use it three days later.
By the time all this work was over, it was almost dusk.
Seeing that Qu Siping was in a daze, Jia Lian had no choice but to instruct the waiters on his behalf to arrange meals for everyone. Although he had no appetite, he still forced Qu Siping to drink a bowl of porridge.
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Unexpectedly, it was just time for the watch to arrive, and Doctor Yu hurriedly asked Jia Lian to come over. It turned out that the hops had suddenly caused a high fever.
"This time it's going to be fatal. I'm afraid that something will happen. The girl is already weak. This is really not a good sign."
Hearing what Doctor Yu said, Jia Lian knew that this was an infection caused by a large burn, which was indeed the most terrifying thing.
He recalled that when he was six or seven years old, he once accidentally knocked over a pot of hot porridge while cooking and burned his entire thigh.
I didn’t understand anything. I just cried in pain and burst blisters. It happened to be summer at that time, and soon it became pus-filled and inflamed.
But his father, Jia Xinhua, did not take him to the hospital because he had no money. Instead, he bought a large bottle of alcohol and poured it directly on the wound. The pain made him almost hoarse from shouting.
Grandpa Jia Buquan banged the door outside and called Jia Xinhua a living beast. Jia Xinhua refused to open the door. While holding down Jia Liancheng, who was twitching in pain, he yelled through the door that Jia Buquan was "old and immortal."
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Fortunately, the burn healed later, leaving only a big scar.
Every time Jia Buquan saw the scar on Jia Liancheng's leg, he would feel so distressed that he would slap his mouth. He sighed and said that if he didn't go to the hospital, even if he had money to buy a live fish and apply it with fish skin, he wouldn't have such a big scar. Jia Lian knows that this is not a good idea, but at this time, what is more important than saving a life?!
Jia Lian made up his mind and called Lao Han and asked him if he had the strongest aged shochu.
"All the good soju in the warehouse has been burned." Old Han scratched his head and thought again, "I heard something, but don't tell me it was me. The shopkeeper has a jar of wine passed down from his father.
It is said that it was steamed seven times and it was so strong that no one dared to taste it."
Jia Lian had no choice but to come to Qu Siping and asked:
"The hops gave me a high fever, so I had to use extremely strong soju to save my life.
I heard that there is wine that has been steamed seven times. Take it out quickly to save people."
Qu Siping had been sitting in the corner as if he was soulless, and just said in a daze:
"That's what my father left behind. You can't touch it."
Jia Lian stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and said angrily:
"Stop talking nonsense! We are in a hurry to save your daughter, take it out quickly!"
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Qu Siping dug four feet deep under the main room before digging out a large, dark wine jar. The mouth of the jar was sealed tightly.
Lao Han and Lao Mu carefully lifted the wine jar to the ground. Qu Siping's hands were trembling and he couldn't even open the seal.
Jia Lian couldn't wait any longer, so he stepped forward to take out the knife, but Lao Han couldn't stand it anymore and came up to stop him:
"Second Master, you can't use the knife here."
When the seal was opened, the smell of alcohol was indeed overwhelming.
Jia Lian was worried that the purity of the alcohol was not enough, and he was also worried that there would be impurities in the wine after being stored in the cellar for many years, so he pushed Qu Siping:
"This concentration is not enough, Laoqu, you have to cook it again quickly!"
Qu Siping had long run out of ideas. He just heard that distilling liquor was something he could do, so he immediately led his people to start cooking.
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Jia Lian looked at the re-distilled spirit and took a small taste. It was like a line of fire rolling down his throat, and his stomach seemed to be on fire. It was estimated that the alcohol content was above seventy-five degrees.
I told Dr. Yu that I could use the spirit to disinfect hop wounds, and then use the fish skin sterilized by the spirit as a dressing. This would not only reduce wound infection, but also allow the wound to heal as soon as possible.
Doctor Yu was dubious, but at this time there was no other way. Even if he was a dead horse, he had to give it a try.
Jia Lian knew the terrible irritation of alcohol on burn wounds. If Qu Siping and his wife heard the screams of hops, they would not be able to bear it, so they deliberately said "ouch":
"Jiuhua girl was burned by fire. Just now we used the strong wine buried in the ground and moved the water in the earth to save her. Is there any earth temple mountain temple nearby? If we go to the temple to pray
, will definitely increase the effectiveness."
After saying that, he asked the waiter to immediately hitch the mule cart that was used to deliver wine from the pot, and hurriedly pushed Qu Siping and his wife onto the cart. However, Qu Siping regarded Jia Lian as a life-saving straw and refused to let go.
Jia Lian had no choice but to accompany him and his wife. They also got on the mule cart and were guided by two men with lanterns. They walked seven or eight miles all the way and saw a mountain temple in front of them.
The two men with lanterns were trotting in front of the car, and they were so tired that they sat on the ground and panted. Jia Lian went into the temple to support himself.
Walking into the courtyard, I saw that although the mountain temple is not big, it seems that the incense offerings it receives on weekdays are good, and the temple is very neat and clean.
Jia Lian saw that there were still candles burning in the main hall, thinking that there might be temple celebrations here, so he quickly walked to the door and said hello, but no one answered.
Jia Lian walked into the main hall. Before he even looked at the statue, he was frightened by the burnt-yellow object on the altar table!
Qu Si’an’s fried corpse!
When it became clear that it was just a big fried dough stick more than a foot long, Jia Lian, who was in shock, couldn't help but cursed:
"Damn! It's not good to use anything as an offering. Use fried dough sticks! I'm scared to death!"
Then, he grinned and shook his head:
It’s over, and it’s left a psychological shadow. I guess I won’t be able to eat fried dough sticks in the future.
Thinking that Qu Siping and his wife would not be able to see this, Jia Lian looked at the mighty mountain god statue, prayed a few words, and then took off the big fried dough stick. There was no place to hide it, so he had to grit his teeth and stuff it into his sleeve.
They took Qu Siping and his wife into the mountain temple and asked them to pray in front of the statue. Jia Lian quickly found an excuse to go out.
He has to throw away the fried dough sticks in his sleeves.
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Jia Lian walked to the back of the temple and was peeing along the way, when suddenly there was a faint voice.
He was curious for a moment and leaned over gently.
Only one person was heard shaking his head and sighing:
"For these fifty taels of silver, I have lost my virtue.
You said that my uncle asked me to set a fire, so I went to set a fire. Who knew that Old Man Qu’s daughter was so stubborn?
Alas - I really didn’t mean to hurt anyone.”
Another person advised:
"Stop nagging, why don't we come here to pray to God to protect that woman from death? God knows that we are not bad people."
"God knows it clearly. Oh, I know it. You can't do anything wrong, otherwise you won't even dare to enter the temple."
"It's okay if you don't go in, so that you don't feel guilty and talk nonsense."
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Arsonist!
It’s so close!
But between the two of them, there is only one Jia Lian!