Farmer’s Blessed Girl

The doctors all gathered at Dr. Xu's place, and the patient was carried over directly. Man Bao's qualifications were low, and she was squeezed into the outermost periphery. The wooden bed that came was dark red.

She quickly grabbed one person and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

"He climbed up to the roof to lay the thatch, but for some reason he lost his footing, fell down from the top, and pulled over a piece of wood, which fell on him..."

A dozen or so doctors crowded into the medical shed, and Dr. Xu quickly drove most of them out, leaving only four or five senior doctors with relatively high medical skills.

Everyone moved in an orderly manner, and soon, a servant obeyed the order and brought in hot water and brought out a basin of bloody water.

The prescriptions were handed out one by one, and the doctor who was standing outside the medical shed watching the excitement happened to have nothing to do, so he passed the medicine boys and took the prescriptions and went to the pharmacy to ask for them. I'm so angry, I've used a lot of medicines in this qi-tonifying formula these two days, I'm afraid there will be a shortage of medicines in the pharmacy, right?"

"This is a life-saving medicine. I carry some in my medicine box. You go to the pharmacy to get one, and I'll make it for him directly here." Another doctor also glanced at the prescription and said decisively.

Every doctor has some herbs in his medicine box, most of which are medicines for emergencies that he encounters most often, among which the herbs for hemostasis, tonifying qi and reducing fever are the most.

"Man Bao, come in!"

Man Bao, who was watching the excitement, immediately cheered up, nodded slightly to Zhou Lijun, and quickly walked into the medical shed.

The clothes of the person lying on the bed had been cut to pieces, and it looked obvious that the wound was on the head. Dr. Xu contributed the hemostatic powder in his medicine box. , but the white cloth towel that was just wrapped at this time was still stained red.

So Doctor Ji told her to come in to stop the bleeding.

Now all the doctors in Yizhou City know that she is good at hemostasis acupuncture, no one can compare with her.

Man Bao felt his pulse, frowned, and took a needle to stop the bleeding on his head first.

Seeing that the bleeding had indeed subsided, Dr. Xu immediately untied the scarf to clean the wound, and applied the medicine again.

Doctor Ji saw that Man Bao was frowning, and his eyes were on the patient's abdomen, and said, "You also think there is blood in his abdomen, don't you?"

Dr. Xu was startled, raised his head and asked, "What? There is blood in the abdomen? What should I do?"

The doctor in the shed looked at the patient's stomach. There were only some scratches on it, not even a bleeding wound, let alone seeing the inside of the abdomen.

And they can't dissect people's stomachs, can they?

Doctor Ji pressed the patient's belly, stretched out his hand to button it again, and motioned for another doctor to listen after hearing the sound.

Another doctor looked at it and said: "Let's let the blood out, let them boil the hemostatic medicine quickly."

Looking at Man Bao again, "I don't know if this intra-abdominal bleeding can be stopped with acupuncture?"

Man Bao thought for a while and said: "I can't see it with the naked eye, so I can't guarantee it."

The doctor pondered for a moment and then said: "My ears are not bad. Let me listen to you. Although it is not very accurate, there are still four or five points."

Doctor Ji nodded slightly to Man Bao, and Man Bao knew that this was his humble statement, and he said that it was four or five points, and he was probably seven or eight points sure.

Man Bao said: "As long as I know where the bleeding is, then I can be more sure of stopping the bleeding."

So the two started working together.

After Man Bao had all the needles stuck, Dr. Ji took a pair of small scissors and carefully opened a small incision on his left abdomen. Dr. Xu took out a reed and handed it to Dr. Ji, who inserted it carefully. After a while, blood flowed out continuously.

A doctor took a closer look at the blood that flowed out, and saw that there were still some pieces of meat inside, so he picked it up with clips.

Everyone looked at each other with a heavy look.

This is an injury to the spleen.

When the blood from the reed was small and exhausted, Doctor Ji fixed the reed a little, but did not take it out immediately.

Everyone carefully looked at the wound on the patient's body, and soon the hemostatic medicine was ready.

Dr. Xu poured water on him, and Dr. Ji felt his pulse for a long time. Although it didn't improve much, it didn't get worse either.

That's a good thing.

And the reed tube didn't bleed anymore, which means the bleeding has stopped.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did Doctor Ji pull out the reed tube and sew up the small opening.

Dr. Xu praised: "It's still Dr. Ji who has rich experience and can see the problem at a glance."

Doctor Ji said with a smile: "It's better that Doctor Chang is good at distinguishing symptoms with the button tone, otherwise I know that he is bleeding in the abdomen, but I don't know where it is."

Doctor Chang laughed and said, "That's Miss Zhou's hemostatic needle, otherwise, even if I can find out where the bleeding is, I can't stop it."

Man Bao, who had been watching the doctors treating the wound, was suddenly pointed at, and he was stunned for a moment and said: "That's because the doctors have diagnosed well and mediated properly, otherwise I just want to stop the bleeding, and I don't know how to give the needle."

The four old doctors and one young doctor looked at each other, all smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

Man Bao likes this atmosphere very much, well, it's just mutual praise anyway.

Doctor Ji glanced at the unconscious man, and said, "Okay, let him stay here, Man Bao, how long can you stick this hemostatic needle?"

"Change the acupuncture points every half an hour, but it's not good to stick them for a long time."

Doctor Ji nodded, "The hemostatic medicine will take effect slowly. You should come and check it every half an hour, and wait until it gets dark."

Doctor Chang also nodded: "He's in a coma now, so we'll have to wake up to find out what's going on. His head injury is not serious."

"That's right," Doctor Ji said, "Looking at it now, the abdominal injury has been relieved, and the most important thing is the head injury."

Anyway, Doctor Ji spent his whole life thinking about the things on his head, but he couldn't figure it out clearly.

Some people were slapped with a brick, turned around and were still alive and kicking when they bled, while some people were just hit on the head with a spoon, at most they would swell, but they might die suddenly.

Dr. Ji had the opportunity to look at the contents of people's stomachs, chests, legs, bones and flesh in the hands, but he had never seen the head so far.

Man Bao didn't see it either.

She dissected the anthropomorphic model's stomach, chest, hands and feet, but never seemed to have thought about dissecting the anthropomorphic model's head.

Man Bao was confused, should she take a look after she goes back?

While still hesitating, County Magistrate Tang rushed over. He was supervising work in another refugee village today. When he heard that someone fell from the house in the next village, he immediately came to see it.

Doctor Ji and others immediately went out to greet him. County magistrate Tang took a look inside and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that the person was not dead, and asked the doctors to do their best to treat him.

Seeing that his voice was hoarse, Man Bao said, "Master Tang, I have some tea for my husband to moisten his throat, would you like to drink some?"

County magistrate Tang was dumb because he talked a lot these days and still shouted, and asked, "What kind of tea?"

"Medicated tea."

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