Apocalyptic Tundra Age

The three of them hurried on the road in the cold wind with the faint light of the flashlight.

"Dr. Zeng doesn't have any medicine?" Xu Zhonglei remembered digging up a cabinet of medicines in the ruins of Dr. Zeng's house, and the speed of consumption was too fast.

"It's gone for a long time. When the house was built, my father used medicines to treat diseases and replace people to work, so there was not much left. Later, when they had minor illnesses, they always came to get medicines, and they only used a little rice. Come change it, the antipyretics are long gone, and the medicine box is clean." Zeng Cheng panted and hurried on his way while talking.

After he finished speaking, he was very angry, and cursed in a low voice: "It's that Yu Yu and Zhu Yu, when their children get sick, they come here to get a lot of antipyretics and cold medicines, which makes my dad have a fever now, and I don't know what to do. No medicine."

"Huh? Why do they want so much medicine?" Cheng Yuming asked curiously, and interjected, "And Doctor Zeng just indulged them like this?"

"Hmph! I don't think their grandson is sick at all! They are just staring at my medicine." Speaking of this, Zeng Cheng spoke faster, "My father told them that the medicine is three-point poisonous, and wants them to take less Point. Those two old women actually knelt down on the spot! After kneeling, they cried, and when they finished crying, they rolled over and howled while rolling.

"..." Xu Zhonglei and Cheng Yuming exchanged glances wrapped in towels. It's really a scholar who meets a soldier, and he can't explain why.

"What's so annoying is, you know, when I asked Madam Yu for antipyretic medicine, what did she say? First, she said that I had run out of medicine, and then I begged her, and she said that a pack of antipyretic granule would cost two catties of rice. I'll change it! A box of ten packs of granules only charged her five catties of millet at that time! In the end, I changed two packs, but it didn't help at all, and I had a high fever of 39 degrees all afternoon." Zeng Cheng was furious, his face was frozen, Still angry, glowing red.

"Brother Shitou, Brother Xiao Cheng, that's the house, please help my dad quickly, thank you for coming..."

After all, Zeng Cheng is still only a 15-year-old kid, and he is only in the third year of junior high school this year. The biggest worry before him was the outcome of the game and the fluctuating grades.Even if it was such a catastrophe, he still had his father on top to support him, but suddenly before that, his father collapsed, and he had to face the scorching situation by himself, and the whole day's experience was full of bitter tears.

Xu Zhonglei didn't come out with a medicine box. The village is full of voices now. Bringing a medicine box is too ambitious. Put the things in your pockets and just leave.

Dr. Zeng's house is now full of people coming and going. Xu Zhonglei saw Xu Zhiping and several old people standing beside him. The Yu Yu and Zhu Yu that Zeng Cheng said were standing outside the door with their mouths curled up. Two little boys were in the patient's room. Running wildly in and out, bumping into sister Chunjuan who was holding a clay pot with hot water from time to time.

Those two little boys running wild are probably the precious grandsons of Yu Yu and Zhu Yu.

"Xu Ao! Get out of here!" Seeing the children getting in the way, Zeng Cheng immediately found a wooden stick and threw it on the two children, scaring them so much that they howled and flinched out.

"Children are ignorant! As for holding a stick?" Yu Yu hurriedly protected her grandson, and began to curse Zeng Cheng's eighteenth generation ancestors.

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Chicken feathers all over the place.

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Xu Zhonglei went in. Dr. Zeng's condition was more serious than Xu Zhonglei thought. Although the big kang in the room was warm, in the dim light of the big campfire burning in the corner of the room, you could still see Dr. Zeng's hands and feet. They were all blue, and half of their hands had completely turned black.

Dr. Zeng seemed to have been burned to the point of complete insanity, his eyelids were twitching, his head was shaking, and he was sinking into a terrible nightmare.

There were several packs of cold medicine beside the kang, as if he had just taken the medicine.

"Damn!" Cheng Yuming came in and saw this scene, he was so angry that he started to swear, "Who the hell doesn't have a bit of common sense, can a person with such frostbite be burned directly? What kind of psychopath did it!"

"I think Dr. Zeng's condition is not good..."

"You foreign boy, who are you scolding!" The bonfire was dim, and it was unknown who was scolding.

The scene was tense for a while.

Xu Zhonglei also felt that the people present were really an eyesore, so he said loudly: "Everyone who is idle, go out, don't look at it. Let the boiler burner lower the temperature in this room, you are useless here, go out."

"There are too many people, the air is not circulated, and there are many germs. The two of them, together with Zeng Cheng, are here. They have been to college and have been educated by others. Let's not make trouble." Xu Zhiping hurriedly led a roomful of people out.

The bonfire was burning, and Zeng Cheng held a flashlight to shine on the two of them.

"Alcohol, Merrill's powerful antipyretics, frostbite ointment, gauze." Xu Zhonglei took out the things in his pocket one by one.

"Go directly to Merrill Lynch, and I'll feed him half of it. A dead horse will be treated like a living horse doctor." Cheng Yuming became the attending doctor and instructed Xu Zhonglei, "Dip the gauze with alcohol and rub his trunk and limbs. Hurry up." .”

Different from weak cold granules, Merrill Lynch is a real strong one. It is a powerful antipyretic drug with overbearing and powerful effects. Generally, a small amount of medicine can cure children with fever.For such a big adult, Cheng Yuming directly poured the whole tube down to Dr. Zeng.

There are many side effects and so on. In normal times, you must take the medicine according to the doctor's advice. Now it is important to save your life.

"I used to have a lot of this medicine at home, but they were all broken in the earthquake..." Zeng Cheng's flashlight shone on Merrill Lynch's iconic pink packaging box.

"Don't talk, put the flashlight aside and help your Brother Shito wipe the alcohol." Cheng Yuming signaled Zeng Cheng to be quiet.

Cheng Yuming picked up the frostbite ointment and carefully inspected Dr. Zeng's most seriously injured area, from his blackened arm to his entire palm.

Carefully smearing frostbite ointment on the whole person, Cheng Yuming came to a conclusion in his mind: the frostbite was too long, improper treatment, blocked blood vessels, and there is no way to recover.

Even if Dr. Zeng wakes up, this half of the hand will still block the blood circulation, and the decay and inflammation will affect other parts of the body. It is best to amputate it.

"Zeng Cheng, if Dr. Zeng wakes up, he won't be able to use his hand, it will have to be amputated." Cheng Yuming reminded Zeng Cheng that he is a saw who has no emotions, and he has no emotional fluctuations at all.

"Hmm..." Zeng Cheng lowered his head, wiped off alcohol for a while, and whispered, "When my dad wakes up, I'll ask him."

Cheng Yuming’s generation has never seen such movies as "Little Sisters of the Grassland" and "Tibetan Eagle". In fact, there are quite correct demonstrations of hypothermia and frostbite rescue in the movies. Patients are moved from cold to warm environments, which can range from disability to amputation.

The correct method is to use snow, leaves, or anything else to heat the frostbite and then increase the surrounding temperature.If you really can't, wait for the medical staff for a while, and don't do it yourself.

Xu Zhonglei has read a lot of books on emergency rescue, and Cheng Yuming has passed the examination specifically in this area, so that his eyes will not be smeared. However, Dr. Zeng's injury has already been caused. As for whether to amputate, he still needs to know the patient's own condition will.

From the clamor of people outside to the silence of the voice, the wind is getting tighter and tighter.

The sound of admonishment, woman screaming, reprimanding, and gloating sounded into my ears. After a long, long time, Dr. Zeng's temperature gradually dropped, and the high fever subsided.

Xu Zhonglei was treated by Dr. Zeng when he was a child, and his grandmother always threatened him by saying, "If you do XXX again, Dr. Zeng will give you an injection." In his memory, Dr. Zeng has always been gentle, amiable and tall except when he was giving injections.

Looking closer now, Dr. Zeng is actually small and thin, with loose skin, gray hair, and calluses on every joint. He looks completely different from what he remembered.

"...Zeng Cheng..."

"Dad! Dad! Wake up! You're awake! You scared me to death!" Hearing the familiar voice, Zeng Cheng stopped applying frostbite ointment and shouted excitedly.

Xu Zhonglei got up and lit the fire in the room, and in an instant, the whole room was lit up.

"It's okay... My head hurts a little, and my hands and feet are numb. I guess it's frostbite." Dr. Zeng wanted to get up, and Zeng Cheng quickly helped to take a quilt and put it on Dr. Zeng's back. "I remember that there was no fire in the room." , suddenly became cold, and I didn't have time to say anything, alas."

"Doctor Zeng, we took medicine for your frostbite, and your high fever is almost gone, and you still have a box of Merrill Lynch unused. If you have a fever again, let Zeng Cheng feed it to you." Xu Zhonglei felt a little pity.

"Oh, oh, I've saved so many people, this is the first time I've been saved, Shitou, Xiao Cheng? Thank you." Dr. Zeng spoke slowly, but everyone in the room could hear every word clearly.

"It's okay, it's okay, you pulled us out of hell." Xu Zhonglei said politely.

"Headache... I'll rest for a while, Zeng Cheng treats guests well..."

Dr. Zeng fell asleep suddenly, causing everyone present to sweat. Cheng Yuming checked back and forth half-heartedly, and came to the conclusion: "The high fever is too long, the body needs to rest for a while..."

"Zeng Cheng, you sleep with your dad tonight, pay attention to his condition, if you have a fever, you need alcohol to cool down, and give him antipyretics..." Seeing that the situation is no longer dangerous, Xu Zhonglei planned to retire and go home to sleep. He was interrupted by Cheng Yuming before he finished speaking.

"I'll stay and keep vigil for Dr. Zeng. You still tell him that such a child, you know he won't sleep to death? I'll come and I will. This is my savior, and I will keep him overnight." Cheng Yuming waved He waved his hand, "Brother, you go back and have a good rest. Come to change shifts tomorrow. Remember to bring breakfast and antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs. I'm afraid Dr. Zeng will have an accident then."

"That's fine." Having said all this, Xu Zhonglei naturally braved the wind and snow to go home.

Xu Zhonglei lay on the bed before going to bed, petting the dog while thinking about what happened tonight.

Sure enough, he and Cheng Yuming were not the same kind of people, and Dr. Zeng had saved his life, so he wouldn't worry about his son being unreliable and keep watch for the patient.He can give things, and people can help and save, but in the end he will withdraw and return to his own world.This kind of quality, at its best, is a distanced relationship, at its worst, it is selfishness.

Cheng Yuming is different. Seeing that he is a little policeman who was sent out by the leader to do thankless tasks before the New Year's Day, he thought that he had now become a irascible old man, only caring about his own land, but he did not expect to meet Dr. Zeng today. When an accident happened, he also took the initiative to ask for a vigil, and he would do things to the end, and he would take the initiative to take the initiative.This man is truly a friend of justice.

Xu Zhonglei silently reminded himself to pay attention to Cheng Yuming's heart of the Virgin, and if something happened that he couldn't handle, he should stop the loss in time. People like Cheng Yuming are suitable for being friends, not family members.