[Comprehensive] The Giant of the Red Chamber

Approaching the isolation area, a strong bloody smell mixed with an indescribable strange smell rushed into the nostrils, making people unable to stop and frown.Yuan Chenghe brought Jia Amnesty along the way, and people kept saying hello to the two of them. Most of them couldn't help but sigh that the general really valued Jia Amnesty. Not only did he set up a separate tent for him near the Chinese army's tent, but he also took Jia Amnesty with him when he went in and out. Amnesty, the rhythm that obviously needs to be reused.Among them, there are also some people who are jealous because Jia She has become the celebrity around Yuan Chenghe in one fell swoop, and it is inevitable that some ugly words will come out.

The isolation area was placed in a location a little far from the camp, and it formed a separate area. Although there was no common sense of germs and viruses in ancient times, it was also known that wounded soldiers were most afraid of wound infection, especially when mixed together, it is easier to increase the probability of infection. A simple preventive method is used, knowing that the seriously injured patients who cannot be treated can be placed separately.

Surrounded by wooden fences, it is about six to seven hundred square meters in size. There are tents one after another. After entering, through the opened curtains, you can vaguely see that the bunk inside is full of wounded soldiers, and occasionally there are veterans or The disabled soldiers came and went to investigate, carried out the breathless people, cleaned the tents, and if they heard someone calling, they would help feed some porridge and water, and they kept busy.From time to time, I heard some people's groans, groans, and cries of pain, and more lay numbly and numbly, with a slumped and dead look in their eyes, quietly waiting to die, watching life go by little by little, nothing but despair Can there be any expression, is it possible to go to death happily?It is better to die on the battlefield from the beginning, and it is hundreds of times stronger than the helpless suffering of today.

"Do you think I'm too ruthless towards Pao Ze?" Yuan Chenghe's face was expressionless, but his eyes were full of regret, and the aura around him was also contaminated by seeing Pao Ze, who used to fight side by side, reduced to such a state. There was a breath of sadness and helplessness.

"The general's position is to think about the overall situation. A man will do something and not do something. Although giving up is a difficult decision, sometimes you have to do it."

Jia Amnesty took a rough look and found that most of the wounded soldiers who were abandoned were caused by too large and deep wounds. Surgical sutures were also abandoned.

The two looked at one camp after another, but were suddenly shocked by a wounded soldier who was holding his stomach in one hand and a bowl of water in the other, trying his best to feed water to other wounded patients in the same camp.Every step he took was extremely difficult but cautious. He wobbled and looked like he was about to fall, but he was able to stand firm at the most dangerous time and continue to move forward.Suddenly staggered, a section of intestines was exposed outside the belly surrounded by a piece of ragged clothes, the wounded soldier hurriedly stuffed it in, forgetting for a moment that the other hand was still holding water, and when he remembered, he hurriedly covered the intestines. Stomach, wanting to protect the water again, immediately stretched out, the bowl fell to the ground with a bang and broke, and a large section of intestines was exposed again because of the panic just now.The wounded soldier looked at the scene in front of him in a daze for a while, and finally couldn't help but knelt down on his knees, with a half-smile, half-cry expression on his face, and he began to cry silently, as if he was crying. Lament for your own uselessness.

Yuan Chenghe couldn't bear to turn his head to the side, and didn't step forward to help, but wanted to leave the last respect for this robed Ze.

"I can help you put the intestines back into the stomach properly. As for whether you can survive or not, you can only resign yourself to fate. Would you like to give it a try?"

Surrounded by unprecedented despair and misery, a pair of boots suddenly appeared in front of the wounded soldier, and he heard a sentence that gave him hope again. An Ansheng put it back in his stomach, so that he would not be afraid even if he died immediately.It turned out that the wounded soldier had always believed in the stories his grandmother told him when he was a child, about what a person looks like when he dies and what he looks like after he turns into a ghost. It would turn into a headless ghost, so wouldn't it be so ugly that his intestines would hang out of his stomach after death?

The wounded soldier's name was Yu Shan, and he was a member of the team sent to support nearby counties and towns a few days ago. Because of the heavy losses last time, Waller was temporarily unable to engage in direct combat with the Northwest Army. Without letting go of the bad breath in his heart, he frequently harassed nearby counties and towns, so it was inevitable that there would be more wounded soldiers.

In fact, Yu Shan was only cut on his stomach with a knife, and did not hurt the internal organs, but it happened that the intestines inside could no longer hold it. Seeing the intestines protruding out, Yu Shan was so frightened that his legs limp and fell to the ground , the enemy thought he was dead and ignored him.Yu Shan originally thought that there would be black and white impermanence to seduce his soul immediately, but he waited and waited, except that he was a little bit dizzy due to the blood flow, but he was not dead yet, so he sat up again and looked at the exposed intestines, which was a bit of an eyesore. Naturally, he stuffed it back into his stomach, and then he was discovered by the people who cleaned up the battlefield, and he was transported back to the Northwest Camp for medical treatment.

The military doctor saw that his intestines had come out, and there was no room for rescue, so he waved his hand and asked someone to send him to the isolation area. Yu Shan, who had a glimmer of hope, was ordered to die, so he had to come to the isolation area listlessly. Waiting to die, he was so determined that no one would send him off, and he found the isolation area with his stomach in his hands.

Today is already the third day in the quarantine area. Yu Shan feels his body getting weaker and weaker. Seeing the helpless breath of death around him, he feels that the last moment of his life cannot be idle, and he has to do something.He found that many people lying beside him had been in a coma, and their mouths were dry and peeled because they hadn't drank water for a long time, so they took on the task of feeding water.With work, there is no need to wait for death in despair. For a moment, Yu Shan forgot that he was also a seriously injured patient. When his intestines came out, he stuffed them again.This is the scene that Yuan Chenghe and Jia Amnesty saw earlier.

"Yes, I am willing." Yu Shan showed a long-lost smile, but the dirt on his face made his teeth look whiter. Sure enough, helping others is rewarded, so someone will come to help him clean up this annoying intestine , lest he turn into a gut-wrenching ghost, both in the way and unsightly.

"I need a separate camp, as clean as possible, the longest needle, thin thread, spirits, clean linen, and a sharp knife." Jia Amnesty reported what he needed, although he didn't understand what needle and thread were for. Yuan Chenghe didn't ask too much about the use, and sent his personal guards to hurry up and prepare everything.

Soon, a small temporary tent was set up, using brand new materials, and Yu Shan was placed on a temporary wooden board, all his clothes were taken off, leaving only his underpants , someone is helping to clean up the dirt on his body.

Jia Amnesty sterilized the needle, thread and knife with spirits. The conditions were too poor and crude, there was no sterile environment, and the intestines had been exposed outside for such a long time. They had already been infected. Jia Amnesty could only bite the bullet. Do your best to clean and disinfect, and suture the wound, and then you can only say that you will do your best to obey the destiny.Fortunately, the army has a lot of thin needles about one finger long for sewing military quilts, which are barely enough to replace suture needles, otherwise it will be a headache.

Everything was ready, Yu Shan's limbs were also fixed with soft cloths, and four people were standing by to help hold Yu Shan who might be struggling violently at any time.Jia Amnesty held the knife that had just been burned by fire in his hand, and asked, "Little brother, are you afraid of pain?"

"Don't be afraid, I won't be a soldier if I'm afraid."

"Okay, then I'll start."

Initially disinfect the wound with spirits, and then remove some rotten and suppurated tissues around it little by little.As for the intestines contaminated by blood and bacteria, Jia Amnesty poured a little spiritual energy into a pot of boiled cold water, and added a little salt to turn it into light salt water, and cleaned the intestines and the inner wall of the abdominal cavity little by little before putting them back in place.Sprinkle the anti-inflammatory medicine powder just made by the military doctor, and then suture the wound with a needle and thread. Although the length of the needle is barely enough, there is no suitable point of force. It can be replaced with ordinary white thread, which has no toughness, and may cause cracks as the wound heals, but it's just too much to worry about right now.

Without anesthesia, every slight movement of Jia She could be clearly felt by Yu Shan. Beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead, his limbs were tense and stiff, and there was a cork in his mouth, but he stubbornly refused to utter a word. With a little voice, he is also a strong man.

It took an entire hour for this extremely simple operation to end. Jia She's sweat was no less than that of Yu Shan. The few people watching were shocked by Jia She's magical strokes. They never thought that the wound could be stitched up like mending clothes. , No matter whether this person can survive or not, this method of treating trauma definitely gives people a sense of enlightenment. It seems incredible at first, but the more you think about it, the more reasonable it becomes.

Afterwards, Jia Amnesty prescribed a prescription for reducing fever and inflammation, and ordered someone to boil it and pour it into Yu Shan. This person who became the first person in history has already been tortured and passed out. If he can survive smoothly, I don’t know if it will be Leave a psychological shadow.

The author has something to say: write blindly during the operation~~~