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Chapter 124 Doctor
A few thugs who were blocking the room came carrying two doctors into the house. The two doctors were angry but dared not say a word.
The two saw a boy of about twelve or thirteen cleaning the wounds of the person on the bed. The whole room smelled of alcohol. He was still dipping alcohol in the water and wiping the wounds of the injured person.
Chen Sanlang knew that it was not a big deal if he could not touch the wheat. At least the blood was still flowing, so there was a possibility of treatment. What's more, the head clerk could almost be said to be his benefactor. Without his shelter and protection, he would be homeless in the county town that night, and it was unpredictable what might happen.
So I must work hard to save the boss!
The two doctors were already standing in front of the bed. Chen Sanlang made way for them. The two doctors took the patient's pulse and were invited by the shopkeeper to go to the front hall. Gradually, only Chen Sanlang and the two people who helped carry the chief were left in the small room.
Chen Sanlang found a wooden stool, moved it to the bedside, and continued to use wine to clean the wounds on the headmaster's body. The body was very dirty and the wounds were difficult to clean, so he scrubbed the wounds clean bit by bit with great care and applied external injury powder on the wounds.
The big wound required the help of two people to carry and bandage him. Later he turned over, cleaned his back and applied medicine. Although there were injuries on his lower limbs, they were not serious. However, when checking his left leg, Chen Sanlang discovered that there was a huge wound on the left leg of the chief, and an entire piece of flesh was almost atrophied. Chen Sanlang found that this person still had many old wounds on his body.
I was thinking to myself, wondering how this person in charge is still alive today.
I also decided that I would never do this in my life! I must live in the sunshine and never do any marginal livelihood.
I'm afraid I can't do this job of watching the street corner lights anymore. Chen Sanlang thought as he worked without stopping.
After a long time, the shopkeeper and several people who were not seriously injured came in, and two doctors were dragged in. One of them gave the acupuncture very reluctantly and was finally let go.
The other one sat quietly until the medicine was ready, took it, smelled it, blew it until it was no longer hot, and then fed the medicine little by little to the head steward.
Chen Sanlang quickly raised the head of the big palm posture, maintaining an angle of more than 15 degrees, which reminded Chen Sanlang of Wang Jinyi in his previous life.
I still remember that the two of them went mountain climbing together. After coming back, Wang Jinyi was so tired that she refused to eat or drink and lay down for the whole day. Chen Zhiyuan was so anxious that he had to feed Wang Jinyi water and food.
I checked a certain website on my phone at the time and it said that when feeding a bedridden patient, the head of the bed must be raised at least 30 degrees, the temperature must be paid attention to, and the patient must wait until the patient swallows one mouthful before feeding the next.
I saw something on Baidu saying that it is very easy to choke after swallowing. I was really busy at the time, but now when I think about it, I feel happy!
Chen Sanlang then ran out again and found a bigger pile of clothes. After folding them, he placed them behind the head steward for him to lean against.
The doctor watched the young man busy with a series of operations without commenting or saying anything, but he looked at Chen Sanlang a few more times.
After feeding the medicine, he handed the medicine bowl to Chen Sanlang and told him:
"This man has lost too much blood. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to recover. In addition, it is best to suture the wound. Let's find a doctor who can treat injuries and sew up his broken arm. This will help him recover."
"Can you recommend a doctor who specializes in suturing?"
"It's in the city. You can find out if you ask around."
Chen Sanlang knelt down immediately:
"Please be sure to tell me, this is a matter of life and death, please..."
Before Chen Sanlang could finish, the shopkeeper came in with an old man. Into the narrow room came a skinny old man who seemed to be in a particularly bad mood.
"Everyone get out!"
Chen Sanlang and the others turned around and walked out, and heard a roar behind them:
"Who applied this medicine to him? Who bandaged his wound?"
Chen Sanlang answered without even thinking:
"it's me."
"Then you stay, and the rest of you go out."
Before leaving, the shopkeeper glanced at Chen Sanlang.
It was completely light in the sky, and the person who was sent to deliver the letter to the boss came back. In front of the gambling house was parked a luxurious carriage with two horses, which attracted the attention of everyone in the gambling house.
There were two tall horses with neatly combed brown fur that was shiny. The car body was made of top-quality rosewood, with a warm wood color and exquisite carvings. The wheel spokes were shiny and inlaid with copper pieces that sparkled. After the car stopped, a young man in his twenties walked out with his head lowered.
The man was wearing a dark round-necked robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a jade pendant hanging from the belt. He got off the carriage and looked around at the door. The shopkeeper, who had been waiting at the door, bowed and led him into the back hall...
These have nothing to do with Chen Sanlang. After he accompanied the skinny old doctor to perform surgical suture, Chen Sanlang was deeply moved. It turned out that this person's suture skills were so superb. He did not expect that people in later generations thought that the ancients did not know surgical suture, which was actually an illusion (there were monographs on it more than 3000 years ago).
They use human hair to directly suture the wound, which reduces the body's rejection and makes it easier to heal.
The old doctor felt that he had met a good assistant, who was not afraid of blood and was surprisingly calm.
This is a good material for learning surgical suture. The old man packed up the tools in his hands while looking at the servant in the gambling house. He might be a servant. Judging from his clothes, he should be a servant. The guy in front couldn't be dressed so shabbily.
But what's the point of hiring such a skinny boy to do odd jobs in the gambling house? What can he do?
"Are you a fellow in the gambling house?"
The old man finally asked while Chen Sanlang was cleaning up the debris while talking to the doctor.
"I'm not a clerk, old man. I'm here to watch the street corner lights for the blockhouse."
"Oh? There is such a job in the gambling house?"
The doctor asked as he packed up his equipment.
"Were you rubbing his wounds with wine when I came in just now?"
"Well, I heard that this can prevent the wound from festering."
"I'm afraid ordinary rice wine won't work. I've tried it, and it's not as effective as salt water."
"Well, yes, if the concentration of the wine is not high enough, it won't work. If you can solve these problems, the effect of the wine will be more reliable than salt water."
"You know this business? Do you have a trauma doctor in your family?"
"No, I just saw it when I was copying books in the study. It seems that there is a record of this in a book."
"Oh, you can copy books in the study, which means you are a child's voice."
"Well, I just passed the Tongsheng exam. I was just lucky."
Chen Sanlang smiled faintly, and the old doctor was surprised that a boy was willing to look at the street corner lights in the gambling house.
"What book are you talking about? Do you remember the title?" Chen Sanlang shook his head. How could he remember? !
I can't just come up with a random book title, otherwise how can I explain medical alcohol, something that is in my memories from my previous life?
The old doctor heard this with some regret:
"Hey, next time you see this book, please write it down and come to Guangren Hall to find me. My last name is Wang, and you can just say..."
Before the doctor could finish his words, Chen Sanlang put down his hand that was covering the chief steward with a quilt and grabbed Doctor Wang.
"Your last name is Wang? Where do you live? Have you ever heard of a girl named Wang Jinyi?"