Chapter 9 The treatment of serious healers is so high
They went out to patrol the city and had been walking for a day and a half. It was obviously inappropriate to return to the city. Fortunately, in the memory of the original owner, there was a large farm a dozen miles away, so the group lifted up the stretcher and meandered forward. When Gray left the farmhouse
I paid extra attention and took a detour to look at the place where the wild dogs were tearing apart, and my heart immediately became heavy:
It was a tomb. The burial was very shallow, just a pit two feet deep, with stones surrounding the pit. At this moment, most of the buried corpses were exposed outside the tomb.
They arrived in a hurry and lacked tools, so they had no choice but to move forward. After crossing a ridge, everyone sat down to rest and drink water. Captain Cullen also lifted himself up from the stretcher:
"Little Gretel, give me some water..."
I knew it was like this... Grete secretly exhaled. If it were in his previous life, before and after laparotomy, he would educate patients and family members on various common sense. Now here, the normal process is completely disrupted, and he can only roll up his sleeves and do it himself
Got:
"No, you can't eat now! You can't drink water either! - Are you really thirsty? Even if you are really thirsty!"
"Then...when can I drink water?"
Gretel: "..."
According to routine, 2 to 3 days after the operation, the gastrointestinal tract resumes peristalsis, and after passing the gas, liquid food can be taken. However, the intestinal peristalsis stops, mostly due to the anesthesia, and a small part due to the impact of the surgery. The surgery just now was from start to finish.
None of them had been anesthetized. Although the intestines were damaged, the healing medicine was dripped on and they were cured quickly...
So, how long does it take to regain squirming?
Surgery, physiology, textbooks, various papers. Guidelines issued by the European Society for Parenteral Nutrition and the American Society for Parenteral Nutrition, edition after edition. Countless references flashed in Grete's mind.
flip.
In front of him, Uncle Karen was eagerly looking forward to it. All around, the soldiers around him were staring attentively and breathlessly——
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Under the sunshine of the early summer afternoon, a drop of cold sweat quietly slipped down Gretel's back.
In the past 100 years, no one has performed intestinal surgery without anesthesia. Without theoretical basis and experimental data, how can we judge the number of fasting days?
Take the knee?
We can only use the most primitive method! Gretel gritted his teeth, knelt down on one knee, put his hands on the ground, and leaned down:
"Uncle Karen, don't worry, I'll listen to you!"
He lifted off the leather armor and clothes covering the wounded body, turned his head, and put his ear to Captain Cullen's abdomen. The sour smell of sweat mixed with the smell of blood hit his face, and Gretel leaned back, astonished.
Passed out by Xun——
Ah, why don’t you have a stethoscope!
The 3M stethoscope he bought with a lot of money! It’s a bright red cutie!
The Yuyue stethoscope distributed in his hospital! Even if the price is only one-tenth of 3M, and the clarity is an order of magnitude worse than 3M, it is still better than nothing! Little Yuyue, come to me quickly! I will give it to you again
I don’t dislike you anymore!
If it doesn't work, you might as well give me a potato chip tube... I can't publish top journals, but at least I can use it as a stethoscope!
On the first day of time travel, Gretel burst into tears for the umpteenth time.
The sadness is so great.
He also had to hold back to comfort the wounded: "Uncle Karen, don't worry. Whenever your intestines growl, you can drink some water..."
"What about eating?"
"This won't work! This really won't work! Uncle, please bear with it a little longer. When you're all healed, I'll make delicious food myself!"
"Little Grete, you want to poison me!" Captain Cullen laughed.
Gretel: "..."
Don't look down on people! Just because the original owner's cooking tastes bad, it doesn't mean that my cooking tastes bad too!
We must find a chance to avenge our shame! Avenge our shame!
However, it was impossible to avenge the shame now. Gretel held his breath and listened hard for a while, but could not hear the "gurgling" bowel sounds. He straightened up, took a few deep breaths, and comforted the injured:
"Uncle Karen, you can't drink water yet. If you bear with it a little longer, I estimate it will take two or three days at most. If you are really thirsty, come here and moisten your lips with a piece of cloth dipped in water..."
After resting, they continued on their way. Due to the delay in fighting and healing, when they arrived at the farm where they were camping, it was already dark. Grete followed the team out of the woods, and saw the brightly lit farm lights in the distance, illuminating all the houses.
brightly lit.
"Strange, so many lights..."
Vali, the shield warrior walking in front, muttered. As they got closer, everyone suddenly realized: On the threshing floor outside the farm compound, there was a luxurious carriage parked quietly, which was completely incompatible with the simple and simple environment of the farm.
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The dark walnut body is inlaid with silver ornaments in the shape of narcissus on the sides and rear. In the center of the petals is a large sapphire, which is dazzling under the light.
At first glance, it looks like only the rich can sit there. No, it's not just the rich. Look at the emblem, it must be a noble, right?
Grete immediately led the team to turn around. The young priest John was also a commoner and had just become a priest's apprentice. He did not want to provoke the nobles. He followed the team to the side without saying a single unnecessary word.
The farm is quite large, with several houses forming a low and irregular building complex; the houses are surrounded by a fence, all made of pointed wooden stakes, planted one by one in the ground.
The distance between the two wooden stakes is no more than a fist-width apart. It is obvious that the owner pays great attention to defense.
The team walked along the outer edge of the fence to the back door, and the owner picked them up and led them into the kitchen. The farmer here turned out to be the squad leader of the city guard and was very familiar with Captain Cullen. Seeing that he was injured, he was shocked.
Asking everyone to ask questions:
"Why are you hurt?"
"Oh, my life was saved, okay, okay! Then let's have something to eat, there are distinguished guests coming today, and there is mutton soup stewed in the kitchen!"
"What? You can't eat it yet?...Okay, the others, eat more!"
The kitchen was busy arranging dinner, and Grete stood outside the door leading to the hall, peering in quietly. The hall was long and wide, but the height was extremely short, which was very disproportionate to the area. The ground was firmly rammed, and the ground was glowing.
Grayish white, apparently made from local lime mixed with earth
The inner quarter was built into an additional earthen platform, which was one level higher than the outside. A table was placed across it, covered with a natural tablecloth. Another dining table, longer and shorter than it, ran from the center of the earthen platform.
It extends to the entrance of the hall and is arranged in a T shape with the table on the earthen platform. The table below is very rough, and the wooden board on the table top has hardly been planed. It is obviously used by helpers and lower-class people.
Grete remembered seeing this kind of table arrangement in movies and documentaries in his previous life: Oxford, Cambridge, those historic colleges, and "Harry Potter" all had this arrangement.
The banquet at the main table has finished. A young priest in his early twenties is drinking wine slowly. There are a dazzling array of knives and forks in front of the priest. When Gretel poked his head out, the first thing he saw was the light blue on the priest.
The silk robe shimmered.
There is a knight sitting under the priest, with shiny armor and an unsheathed sword at hand. The cups and plates on the long table below are in a mess, and half of the escorting soldiers have scattered. There are also a few half-sized men wearing burlap waistcoats.
The boy, who looked like a farm hand, was devouring it.
"What are you looking at?"
A generous slap was slapped on the shoulder. Gretel turned around, and brother Raymond smiled mischievously and looked over his shoulder into the hall:
"Oh, he is the priest of the spring goddess. - Did you see, this is the treatment of a serious healer, carriage, silk robe, silver bowl and silver plate, wine... Little Grete, don't worry, you will have it soon!