Chapter 0074 Leave the medicine to those who can live!
Xie Jinyuan: "Why aren't you awake yet?"
Zhu Shengzhong: "Pinch people in the middle, pinch people in the middle!"
Zhao Beishan: "Can you wake someone up by pinching them?"
Military doctor: "Don't hang around here, let me bleed some blood for the regiment."
Zhao Beishan said angrily: "Bloodletting? Are you crazy?"
Military doctor: "This bloodletting is different from that one. Tuanzuo is too hot. If you don't put some blood on his forehead, he will burn to death."
Zhao Beishan said anxiously: "Why don't you hurry up?"
"Hey, hey, let me hurry up."
The military doctor took out a bloodletting needle and pricked Duan Wu on his forehead.
A black-red blood gushes out all of a sudden.
The military doctor wiped it with a blood-stained hand towel.
"Use this."
Zhao Beishan threw the broken handkerchief aside and gave his own white handkerchief, embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, to the military doctor.
The military doctor looked at the duck-like embroidery on the handkerchief, was stunned for a moment, and then reminded: "Sir, if you wipe the blood, I'm afraid it won't be able to be washed out."
"What nonsense?"
Zhao Beishan said angrily, the military doctor could only wipe it with a handkerchief.
After being stabbed more than a dozen times, the handkerchief was stained with blood.
Zhao Beishan smacked his lips, feeling a little hurt, because that was the handkerchief Xiaofang gave him. He had never been willing to use it.
But at this moment, I can't worry about so much anymore, save people first and then talk about it.
"Well!"
Finally, Duan Wu woke up when the military doctor was giving the last injection. Looking at the bloody bloodletting needle in the hand of the military doctor, Duan Wu said in surprise: "Why are you stabbing me?"
"Tuanzu, you have a high fever. I am bleeding you to reduce the fever! Hehehehe!"
The military doctor smiled obscenely, but Duanwu felt that the other party had bad intentions. He warned: "When I am sleeping again, you are not allowed to stab me with this thing, otherwise military law will be imposed!"
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The military doctor was speechless and was about to explain, but he was suddenly pushed aside by a group of people.
Xie Jinyuan: "Brother Duanwu, are you awake?"
Zhao Beishan: "Brother Duanwu, how are you?"
Shangguan Zhibiao: "Team seat? Is it any better?"
"Tuanzuo, Tuanzuo, what do you think this is?"
Zhu Shengzhong also waved two fingers in front of the Dragon Boat Festival and asked what number it was.
"Get out!"
Duanwu opened Zhu Shengzhong's hand and said impatiently: "I'm just going to take a nap. Look, you are all nervous. If you don't know, you think I'm dead? What are you supposed to do? Why go."
Get up at the Dragon Boat Festival and go upstairs two steps at a time.
Xie Jinyuan, Zhao Beishan and others looked confused and messy in the wind. Then they scolded the military doctor: "What the hell did you do? The leader is sleeping, and you old boy said he is sick?"
"That's right, you old boy is just a quack."
"I'm so glad I'm still alive."
"I know, this old boy was a veterinarian before."
"Fire this old boy, we don't want him anymore!"
"Yes, yes, he is not good at fighting, but he is first in eating."
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The soldiers followed Zhao Beishan and ran against the old military doctor.
"What, a veterinarian is not a doctor anymore?"
The military doctor said dissatisfied because he was the only military doctor in the entire independent regiment. Everyone had to see him for medical treatment.
He had been busy all afternoon, and before he even took a bite of food, he was called a quack or a veterinarian. This little old man in his fifties was about to get mad.
But when he gets mad, he gets mad again, and he still has to treat the soldiers' illnesses.
One second, he wanted to give up the fight, but the next second the soldier shouted and he was there immediately.
This is the old military doctor, an old soldier who devotes himself silently and is ridiculed by the soldiers.
He knew that the soldiers had no ill intentions, they were just using this method to relieve their own pain.
painkiller?
Don't think about it. I'll give you some white wine and it will stop the pain. I'll give you some Sichuan peppercorns and you won't even need anesthetics.
So sometimes, regular doctors really can't see the illnesses of these soldiers.
Want to take medicine?
No!
There were too many people injured, the consumption was too great, and the logistics were not guaranteed.
Therefore, this medicine can only be used on seriously injured patients.
Why didn’t I take penicillin during the Dragon Boat Festival? It was because there was too little medicine. I had to use it sparingly.
But can we save money on housing? For more than 20 seriously injured people, each person received an injection, and a box of penicillin was gone.
Should it be used for lightly wounded people?
If not used, minor injuries can turn into serious injuries.
During the Anti-Japanese War, why did Chinese soldiers suffer so many casualties?
First, the Japanese army’s weapons and equipment are superior to ours, and its combat quality is superior to ours.
The second reason is that our army lacks necessary medical drugs and logistical supplies are not guaranteed.
For example, the Sihang Warehouse’s original medicine reserves supported the independent group’s fight for one day. The medicines were in short supply the next day.
Even though Xie Jinyuan also brought some medicine, it only lasted a little more than two days.
There are dozens more wounded soldiers today. If there were not doctors among the laborers, I am afraid that none of the wounded soldiers today would have any medicine.
What to do if there is no medicine?
It's not enough to stand still. Only this old veterinarian has a way to save the lives of the soldiers. He can always find some native methods to treat the soldiers' illnesses.
So when the soldiers teased the old military doctor and wanted to fire him, they were all joking. During the war, they were risking their own lives to protect the only old veterinarian in the regiment.
The old military doctor also understands that these children all have consciences. If he doesn't save them, who will?
However, his abilities are limited, and the medicine he carries is also limited. Every night, he often wakes up crying.
Because there is no medicine!
Sometimes, he could only watch helplessly as the soldiers left him because there was no medical treatment.
"Veterinarian, come here quickly, this brother is dying and started vomiting blood again."
"coming!"
The old military doctor carried his light medicine box and ran over.
The medicine box is almost empty, but there are still many soldiers who have not used medicine.
His heart ached like a knife, but there was nothing he could do.
Looking at the soldier vomiting blood in front of him, the old military doctor thrust the old and rusty stethoscope into the soldier's arms.
Although the soldier was very weak, he still had a heartbeat.
When he opened his bloodstained coat, he saw a bandage soaked in blood.
The soldier's lungs were penetrated by bullets from the Japs' Type 38 rifle.
The bleeding stopped at that time, but due to the lack of anti-inflammatory drugs, the soldier endured it for two days.
With symptoms of infection, the old military doctor quickly opened his medicine box.
At the bottom of the medicine box, there was still the last penicillin.
The old military doctor picked up the medicine, thought about it, and finally decided to give it to the injured soldier.
However, just as he was about to unscrew the bottle, a bloody hand grabbed the old military doctor's arm.
The soldier opened his mouth, but his voice was quieter than a mosquito.
The old military doctor put his ear to it, and the soldier said intermittently: "It's useless, leave the medicine, medicine,... for those who can live, survive...