"Put his legs together and hold them down with both hands. I'll tell you to turn over, and we'll do our best together."
Jiang Xuan nodded and clamped the scholar's knees with both hands, while Su Yuanyuan held the scholar's shoulders. She shouted a command, and the two of them worked hard together and successfully turned the scholar over.
As soon as she turned over, Su Yuanyuan saw the scholar's purple lips. Like a fish stranded on the shore, he half-opened his mouth and tried to breathe in, but his face was blue and everything was in vain.
"Sister-in-law, what should we do? How about we call the doctor?"
Su Yuanyuan stretched out her fingers and gently touched the scholar's chin. Her pulse was getting weaker and weaker. It was too late to call the doctor now.
"All the blood congestion accumulated in his lungs, and it was too late to send him to the hospital in time!"
Su Yuanyuan saw the bamboo hairpin on Jiang Xuan's hair at a glance, and raised her hand to pull it out. Before Jiang Xuan could realize what was going on, his hair fell down.
"sister in law!"
He exclaimed, holding his head and looking at Su Yuanyuan, his eyes full of disbelief. But when he looked at Jiang Wenzheng, Jiang Wenzheng did not think this was ridiculous. Instead, he looked at Su Yuanyuan with firm and trusting eyes.
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Jiang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was too short-sighted. In the face of such important matters of human life, he still thought about other things between men and women.
But the next second, Jiang Xuan's jaw almost dropped in shock.
Su Yuanyuan pulled out Jiang Xuan's hairpin and polished it on the ground. The head of the bamboo hairpin instantly became a slanted tip. Su Yuanyuan took a look and saw that it was hollow, and inserted it into the scholar's chest without hesitation.
She turned sideways slightly, and blood spurted out from the bamboo hairpin. After a while, the blood flowed away, and a clear exhalation could be heard coming from the scholar's throat.
Jiang Xuan had never seen such a scene before. He was shocked and curious at the same time. He raised his hand and gently touched the bamboo hairpin. Su Yuanyuan on the side quickly slapped his hand away.
"Don't block his trachea!"
Jiang Xuan opened his mouth in fright, nodded blankly, and retracted his curious paws.
The surrounding passers-by had formed a circle just now. How had they ever seen the scene of bloodletting with bamboo hairpins?
They all pointed at Su Yuanyuan and said that she had harmed the scholar. Facing the accusations from the people around her, Su Yuanyuan put pressure on Jiang Xuan to ask a doctor. Jiang Xuan gave her a worried look and ran away.
Su Yuanyuan could only take out the first-aid pills she made to stabilize the scholar's blood first. She touched the scholar's chest and found that his lungs had been punctured. If he wanted to recover, he could only do a thoracotomy, but in this world,
How many people can accept the surgery?
At this time, the scholar's face gradually became rosy. He slowly woke up, and at first sight he saw a cold-faced woman looking at him with her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
The coolness of the woman's fingertips touched his chin. He woke up for a moment and wanted to move away, but the slightest movement pulled the wound on his body. Pain and numbness spread all over his body in an instant, and he couldn't help but gasp.
"Don't move. Your ribs are broken and your lungs are punctured. I'll tell you about your situation when you get to the hospital."
The scholar opened his mouth and slowly spit out the word "good".
He turned his head slightly, and saw a handsome man sitting on a wooden chair, staring at him with cold eyes, which made him a little confused.
The doctor Jiang Xuan brought was the doctor who encouraged Su Yuanyuan when she delivered the baby with dystocia. Su Yuanyuan only remembered that his surname was Li. In this dynasty, there were not many doctors who could perform surgical treatment. This scholar met this
Doctor, the follow-up treatment will be easier.
With the help of everyone, the scholar was carried on a stretcher. When everyone saw that it was Dr. Li, they hurriedly stepped forward to tell him about the situation just now.
When he heard about the method of using bamboo hairpins to ventilate air, Doctor Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Yuanyuan who was standing there in surprise.
The woman had lost a lot of weight since the last time they met, and her graceful figure was looming under her long skirt. Her round face was originally covered in red sores, but now there were no traces of it. It took him a long time to recognize Su Yuanyuan.
"Oh it's you!"
When he first listened to the young man with disheveled hair who looked like a madman, when he heard that the broken ribs had pierced the lungs, he immediately thought that this patient had a low chance of survival. The congestion in the lungs
It will block the trachea, and if it is not treated within a short period of time, it will cause suffocation and death. Even if this is solved, how should the ribs inserted into the lungs be removed? How should the punctured lungs be repaired? These are all
The problem is, it would be great if the doctor who dared to disembowel pregnant women to remove their fetuses was here. She would definitely have a way.
Now that he saw Su Yuanyuan, Doctor Li seemed to have taken reassurance and grabbed Su Yuanyuan's sleeve, "Follow me!"
The onlookers still thought that Su Yuanyuan was the murderer who hurt the scholar, so they stood up and stopped him from leaving.
Doctor Li was so angry that he jumped up and pointed at Su Yuanyuan to explain, "She is a female doctor!"
When they heard that Su Yuanyuan was also a doctor, everyone around them opened their eyes in shock. Female doctors were very rare in ancient times. They did not expect to see a female doctor treating illnesses and saving lives.
Others refused to give up and pointed to the bamboo tube on the scholar's chest, "She inserted all the bamboo tubes in! Isn't this harming people!"
Doctor Li noticed as soon as he arrived that if there was no ventilation through the bamboo tube, the scholar would not be able to hold him up and would suffocate to death.
Facing the questioning of the people around him, Doctor Li looked like he was looking at a fool and rolled his eyes, "If there was no bamboo tube ventilation, this scholar would have been suffocated to death! You group of idiots, get out of the way! Don't delay our rescue!"
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Dr. Li took Su Yuanyuan and ran back to the medical center regardless of the people behind him.
The layout of the medical center is still the same as before, with scholars being placed on the treatment beds in the side hall.
Doctor Li almost regarded Su Yuanyuan as his backbone and asked Su Yuanyuan what to do.
"Need surgery."
"Operation?"
Doctor Li recalled the bloody scene where the mother had a difficult delivery. He didn't have the courage!
"You should disinfect all the knives used to scrape bones and heal wounds, and ask the guys to bring more pots of hot water. Also, the clothes we are wearing must be changed into clean, unworn clothes."
In fact, surgery is not scary. What is scary is surgical infection. Some patients survive the surgery but do not survive the viral infection during the recovery process.
In ancient Europe, most doctors' clothes were black, because they were afraid of getting their clothes dirty during the treatment of patients. However, this also increased the probability of patients being infected with bacteria. It was not until later that microorganisms were discovered that doctors' robes became
into white.
When the operation was ready, Su Yuanyuan first gave the scholar the Mafei Powder she had researched. Not long after taking it, the scholar's eyes became blurred and he turned around and fell asleep.
Su Yuanyuan first cut open the scholar's chest with a knife, slowly took out the ribs that were pierced into the lungs, sutured the wounds in the lungs, and then reset the ribs with the help of Dr. Li.
