Chapter 15 The wound is inflamed
Sure enough, after nightfall, the man who had been sleeping in the cabin hummed.
Zhang Yang suddenly woke up and sat up.
Light up the horse light and walk to the man with a dim yellow light.
In this era, there is no kerosene. The horse lamp is just a small porcelain bowl with soybean oil in it. The smoke is very big and not bright.
Zhang Yang touched his forehead and it was a little hot.
I have a fever!
Fever is a symptom of inflammation of the wound.
"Brother, what's wrong with him?" Shide also woke up.
"His wound may be inflamed." Zhang Yang said.
"What? Send what?" Shi De asked.
Only then did Zhang Yang remember that this inflammation was the saying of Western medicine. In this era, there was no such thing as inflammation.
"That is, the wound may fester and cause a fever." Zhang Yang explained.
"Real is it? Let me have a look." Shide said.
Zhang Yang held the horse lamp high, and Shi De rolled up the man's back clothes. Sure enough, the wound that had stopped the bleeding was slightly red, and he could also see something cyan inside.
"Well, it's likely that it will fester tomorrow." Shide said.
If the wound is ulcerated, it will make people unable to survive and die. Whether it can heal or not depends on everyone's creation. Sometimes, the limb will have to be amputated, but now it is the back that is ulcerated. You can't amputate all the limbs below the back, can you?
What should I do? The two looked at each other.
"Try him into the river." A lazy voice came from the side.
"Shixin, you stinky boy, how can you say such unsympathetic words? This is a person!" Shi De stood up angrily and wanted to teach himself a lesson.
"Third brother, I'm just playing. Don't take me seriously." Shixin hurriedly defended, "Alas, misfortune comes from the mouth."
"Tay it, what can I do?" Shi De asked.
"I don't know." Shi Xin said.
"You!" Shide really can't do anything about this brother. He is always amazing.
"I have a way." Zhang Yang said.
"What's the way?" The two asked.
"The reason why his wound will fester is that there are things that should not be in it. For example, the arrow is rusty, and the rust is still in it. We need to open his wound again, clean it with salt water, disinfect it with soju, and finally apply his golden sore medicine." Zhang Yang said.
"What?" The two of them were a little surprised.
The wound is so easy not to bleed. Do you cut it and wash it again? Isn't this torture? The two of them were embarrassed to object, and they had no good way.
"Ask him if he agrees or not." Shide pointed to the man lying down.
"Hey, we're going to give you a new operation." Shi Xin squatted down and shook for a long time, but the other party still did not respond and fell into a semi-coma.
The three of them looked at each other and nodded.
"Brother, I'm sorry." Shi Xin said, "If I had known that your wound would fester, I would have washed it for you at once." When I said this, I said it sincerely.
The ship needs to cook in the back cabin, so there are a little bit of sea salt, soju and so on. Li Bosheng bought the soju when he went to Taizhou City this time. He didn't have time to drink it, but used it to treat the wound first.
Zhang Yang turned over for a long time, only to a kitchen knife, and used this kitchen knife to cut his wound again? Isn't that too exaggerated?
"If only there was a sharp knife." Zhang Yang said to himself.
"Brother, use mine." Shi Xin pulled a sharp knife from his leg and stomach.
The knife body is about seven inches, with toughness on both sides, fine workmanship and faint blue light.
"Where did this knife come from?" Zhang Yang asked.
"I bought it." Shi Xin said perfunctorily.
"Nonsense, this kind of knife is forbidden to buy and sell. Besides, where did you get the money to buy it?" Zhang Yang asked.
When he turned over and took the blade, he found that the handle was engraved with the word Qiu Yi.
"You blind beast will kill us." Zhang Yang was extremely angry. It's okay to use the waist card. It's universal and there is no special mark. This knife is engraved with Qiu Yi's name. If it is found, you must know that Qiu Yi was done by us. I shouldn't have promised you to take you to do this. Give me a good reflection!"
I've never seen my eldest brother so angry, and Shixin was stunned for a moment. It's just a knife. Is it so serious?
"Brother, forget it. Shixin doesn't know the words engraved on it. Besides, we can't understand the engraved words. By the way, how do you know that these two words are Qiu Yi?" Shi De dissuaded him, but suddenly remembered something. The four brothers, none of them could read.
"Of course I understand," Zhang Yang said. "I'm a gang-in-law, and I naturally need to understand the paperwork." You can't say that you are from the afterlife, can you? Fortunately, I know some traditional Chinese characters.
"Brother, I will definitely listen to your instructions in the future, and I will never do anything superfluous." Shi Xin also admitted his mistake.
"Okay, pay attention next time." Zhang Yang also breathed a breath, "However, thanks to this knife, it is more convenient for him to treat the wound. After a while, the knife will be thrown into the river immediately."
With what they needed, the three of them returned to the front cabin again.
The sleeping people have woken up, and everyone is looking at Zhang Yang curiously. Brother Shi Cheng can not only speak well and lead everyone to make money, but also know medical skills!
Except in a big city like Taizhou, there are very few Langzhong in the poor countryside. After all, it costs money to see a doctor, while people in the countryside are poor, and most of Langzhong's medical skills are handed down from ancestors. In fact, every craft in this era is passed down from generation to generation by one's own ancestors, but it will not be learned by others.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at Zhang Yang.
Don't look at me, it's my first time! Zhang Yang thought to himself that especially as everyone's eldest brother, he should not be ashamed.
Zhang Yang first put the sharp knife on the charcoal fire and roasted it carefully and again.
The charcoal fire was taken out from the earthen stove cooking in the back. Before the fire was extinguished, a few pieces of charcoal were added, which was very strong.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"Disinfection." Zhang Yang said, "There are bacteria on the knife. If you don't kill them, it will cause his wound to continue to be infected."
Everyone looked blank: It's so profound!
I was a little attentive just now. How can I say something that is inconsistent with this era? Zhang Yang secretly reminded himself not to be seen as a monster by others.
The knife was roasted three times, and Zhang Yang took the knife and came to the man.
The clothes have been pushed away by everyone again, and everyone faintly found that his wound was not optimistic.
Zhang Yang carefully cut the outer skin that had begun to heal with a knife, revealing cyan juice inside.
It became pus so quickly. It seems that if I hadn't found it in time, this large area would have been ulcerated, Zhang Yang thought to himself.
He took a big sip of wine, "Poo!" Spray it on the wound.
"Ah!" Although the man was in a coma, he still felt the feeling of alcohol spilling on the wound.
Call it now, and there is salt water!
Zhang Yang picked open the wound with the tip of the knife and slowly poured the salt water in.
The cyan, slightly white pus was washed out.
"Hold his body." Zhang Yang said.
The stimulation was so great just now that the man's body couldn't help **.
Several people pressed his limbs.
How is it the same as torture? In Zhang Yang's mind, Yucheng scum concentration camp, pepper water, tiger stool...
Shaking his head, Zhang Yang put aside those thoughts and focused on washing the wound carefully.
"Bre the horse lantern!" Zhang Yang ordered.
In the light of the horse lamp, Zhang Yang saw a brown red thing in the deepest part of the wound.
"Brother, bear with it." Zhang Yang said and picked up the wound hard.
The wound was opened wider, and the blood oozed out along the opening.
Zhang Yang put in two fingers and took out the brown thing.
Sure enough, it's a piece of rust.
These Mongolians are really harmful. The weapons are not well maintained, and the arrows are rusty. They are also used to shoot people. The accuracy is poor. They did not shoot people to death, but let the rust infect and ffect people.
He washed the wound with salt water again. Zhang Yang observed carefully and there was nothing else, so he was relieved.
After washing it again with soju, Zhang Yang carefully applied golden sore medicine to his wound, tore off the cloth from the corner of his clothes, and re-wrap the wound.
After doing all this, I was already sweating profusely.
Looking up, everyone looked at themselves with worshipful eyes.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Brother, you are really good. You have found the rust in this wound. Now he must be fine." Shi Xin said.
"Shixin, you wash this towel with cold water and put it on his forehead. Change it when it's hot. Don't stop." Zhang Yang said that he would flatter!
"Okay, no problem." Shi Xin agreed.
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