Zhao Huanyu not only examined patients but also dealt with injuries. The workload was so huge that she couldn't distract herself from other things and couldn't care about the complaints of other doctors for a while.
After being busy for a while, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten the mother and son, and hurriedly asked someone to bring them over for treatment together.
I just thought that only the mother and son were sick, but I didn't expect that so many people had the same symptoms, so isolation alone would have no effect.
To be infected with this disease, you must have been exposed to, touched, or eaten unhygienic things during your escape.
Zhao Huanyu suddenly remembered the several mutilated corpses he had seen on the road before. They had all been eaten by people.
In other words, if someone dies on the road, these refugees will choose to eat them in order to survive.
Situations like this are common, so it is normal for this kind of disease to occur. It seems that someone has already died of the disease, but was eaten by others, and the disease becomes more serious and spreads faster.
No wonder Ji Mingxuan's face didn't look good when he entered the city. He must have seen those bad scenes.
Zhao Huanyu sighed in his heart. In this era, it's really all about looking at the sky. If God is happy, the people's life will be easier. If God is unhappy, they can only wait to die.
Now she can't make artificial rainfall like modern times, so she can only help alleviate their pain as much as possible.
"Girl, please save my son, oh oh oh oh..."
The woman who had been knocked unconscious had already woken up, but she didn't care about what had happened just now. She knelt down in front of Zhao Huanyu and sent the weakly breathing child in her arms to Zhao Huanyu.
The child was only four or five years old. He was so thin that he was just skin and bones, and his skin and flesh were covered in abscesses. He looked very oozing.
But Zhao Huanyu did not dislike it, nodded and said: "I will try my best to treat him. You lay the child flat on the ground and I will check him."
"well!"
The woman responded repeatedly and carefully placed the child on the ground for fear of hurting him.
Zhao Huanyu checked it over and found that among the many refugees she had seen, this child's condition was the most serious.
There was a rotten smell in some places, and bones could be seen in some places. If it weren't for the slightest breath, Zhao Huanyu would have thought it was a corpse that had begun to rot.
"The child is too seriously ill and has a lot of skin ulcers on his body. I can't guarantee that he will be cured. I can only try my best. You have to be prepared."
Zhao Huanyu said something ugly first, lest the woman blame herself later.
The woman knew best what condition her child was in. When she heard this, she couldn't say anything and just nodded with tears in her eyes.
If something happens to the child, she won't be able to live anymore. There's no point in living and suffering anyway, so she might as well die together!
Seeing that she had a good attitude, Zhao Huanyu continued: "We can't take any of these ulcerated skins. I want to remove them all. It might be a little scary. Do you want to avoid them?"
As Zhao Huanyu said this, he asked the woman to carry the child to the table aside. This was a simple operating table.
The woman shook her head firmly: "Girl, I'm not afraid, I want to stay with my child!"
Zhao Huanyu nodded, took out a small bottle of anesthesia from his arms, applied it carefully around the wound, and then explained to the woman: "This medicine can relieve his pain, but it cannot completely eliminate pain. If he is hurt after a while,
When he wakes up, you must hold him down and not let him move around, do you understand?"
Since the woman wanted to watch at the scene, it was just right for her to help hold the baby down. Fatty was still young and her immunity was weak, so she was worried that Fatty would be infected.
As for the other people Ji Mingxuan sent to her, they were all martial arts practitioners with strong hands and feet. She was afraid that they might accidentally break the child, so she couldn't try it easily.
The woman nodded and said, "Okay!"
As long as she can save her son's life, she is willing to do anything!
Zhao Huanyu took out the tools and started the operation. At first, the cut was not very deep, and many areas were covered with anesthesia, so there would be no feeling. But slowly, the areas that needed to be cleaned became deeper and the anesthesia could not reach them.
At such a deep place, it is a real pain.
The comatose child began to make painful sounds, and even woke up from the pain.
Seeing that he was surrounded by a strange environment, and a strange sister was pointing a knife at him, and seeing that his mother was also there, he opened his mouth and burst into tears.
"Hold him down!"
Zhao Huanyu ordered the woman to ignore the child's crying and ruthlessly pinned him down on the table, preventing him from moving.
The child was very thin and had been hungry for a long time. He really didn't have much strength, so it didn't take much effort for the woman to hold him down.
"Tie Zhu, be good. The doctor is treating you. You won't have to feel so uncomfortable after that!"
"Mom, you are the only one left now. You must be well, otherwise my mother will not survive!"
"Don't blame my mother for being cruel. She is doing everything for your own good. This sister is a good person. Don't be afraid!"
"It'll be fine soon, just bear with it... Wuwuwu..."
The woman was holding the baby and coaxing her, but then she found that the baby fainted again from pain and couldn't help crying anymore.
"Why is God so unfair! What sins did I commit in my previous life? I will be punished like this in this life and my son will suffer so much! Wow!"
The child was unconscious and did not need her to hold her down. Her hands and feet went limp and she sat on the ground and started crying.
It was difficult enough to escape the famine along the way. Her husband was beaten to death trying to steal food from others. After finally getting here, her child was also infected with the disease. How could she survive?
Seeing her like this, the people around her were moved by her emotions and began to cry silently.
Although the siege by refugees is hateful, who is not a pitiful person?
Who would want to take this risk if they weren't forced into desperation?
Zhao Huanyu didn't know what to say to comfort her, so she could only continue what she was doing and clean up all the rotten flesh as soon as possible before the child woke up from the pain again.
After processing the carrion and applying medicine, she was so tired that she wiped her sweat but could not rest.
There are also many people who have serious problems and are queuing up for surgery.
However, they were not as lucky as the child. There were too many people, and Zhao Huanyu couldn't take care of giving them anesthesia, so he had to cut it off forcefully. Each one was sweating profusely in pain and screaming incessantly.
The matter of applying the medicine was left to Fat Ya and other doctors, and Zhao Huanyu was only responsible for cleaning up the carrion. In this way, it was relatively fast. By daybreak, most of the treatment was done, and the oil lamp was burnt out.
Ji Mingxuan came to find her after taking care of the remaining matters. He wanted her to rest and let a new group of people do the work.
Zhao Huanyu shook his head and said: "You can ask someone to bring food over. I have been in contact with patients and I will not be in contact with you in the past few days. By the way, I don't know how it is in our county. Please help me write a letter."
Please write back and ask to ensure that no refugees sneak past."