Bi Cheng sighed again, but did not answer. He paused and asked Lao Zhang: "Lao Zhang, this is not the first time you have been injured, right?"
"This is the second time I have been injured in the war, but this is the third time I have been hospitalized." Lao Zhang seemed quite proud: "The first time I was hospitalized was when I was on Qiqi Island, before I joined the army. At that time, he was not as big as he is now.
In a refugee camp, there are only eight hundred serious doctors, Doctor Xie, so there is no way he can be busy."
"Is there a hospital on Qisan Island?"
"Without a hospital, how can we save the lives of so many people?" Lao Zhang changed his posture and continued: "Qisang Island could have accommodated 3,000 people, but when there are many refugees, it can accommodate up to 4,000 people.
Many, those who came were all starved out of their human form, covered with chilblains, and injured by the swords of the rebels. Without such a hospital, I don’t know how many more people would have died in vain! If it were a house, it would be better than this camp.
There are many health clinics, and most of the refugee camps are hastily built, with people even living in shacks. However, the hospital has solid red brick walls and glass skylights, but the indoors are not as good as here - although there are dozens of them.
There is only a kettle, hundreds of bowls, cauldrons, buckets, bedpans, and bathtubs, but there is not a single hospital bed. There are only hundreds of straw mattresses with sheets, pillows, and blankets. How can it be compared to sleeping now?
Get this hospital bed! Another bad thing is that there are reed mats piled up in the corner all year round. If the reed mat that someone sleeps on becomes rotten, give him or her another one; if someone goes out sideways, use one to wrap him up -
When others see it, they may feel bad luck."
Bi Cheng was speechless after hearing this. Looking around, he found that he had actually noticed the appearance of the camp health clinic for the first time: the tent he stayed in was not big. It was originally designed to have 9 beds, but now because of
Twelve people lived in the intensive care area, borrowing beds, but each person had a hospital bed converted from a camp bed. There was always a nurse taking care of him in the tent. Although he could not easily see the doctors, he knew that the doctors were not far away.
In the area, he can always rush over if necessary. As for the pots and pans, you can't see them in the detention room. He heard the nurse mention that these things are in the "decontamination area" not far away.
There are dedicated people to clean it, and those who fail to do so will be punished.
"One more thing, the hospital in Qi'an Island is nowhere near as good as this one." Lao Zhang smiled meaningfully again and pursed his lips at the nurses who were taking over their shifts.
Bi Cheng smiled knowingly: The imbalance of gender ratio in the population under the Senate is not a matter of a day or two, and the army can only be the hardest-hit area among the hardest-hit areas in this tide. No matter which department, propaganda team, or health team you go to,
Girls are very popular. When soldiers see them, they will want to lean in and say a few words. Those who are bolder will shake hands with others, and even make some crude jokes like Lao Zhang.
The Fubo Army has no political commissar, and with its crude political skills, it is impossible to discuss any style issues with the soldiers. What's more, the elders have a great time buying maids one by one to fill their harems. If this kind of thing is too much,
Being strict will inevitably make the brothers on the front line murmur. Therefore, as long as it does not involve principled disciplinary issues, the Senate will turn a blind eye to "style issues".
Regarding the issue of nurses, Lin Motian once seriously discussed with Zhang Ziyi a plan to "set an example" according to Nightingale's template, but in the end they failed to implement it. The Senate had long since set up a nursing class in Fangcaodi (which is now
The predecessor of Lingao Nursing College), and later the nursing major was set up in the Women's College of Arts and Sciences. Together with the nursing major of the Provincial and Hong Kong Medical College, a nursing talent echelon has begun to take shape. Wearing light blue work clothes
Female nurses - even though quite a few of them are no longer young - have long become a more famous feature of "Australian medicine" than Australian doctors in white robes. They have gone from being talked about in the streets to being well-known to everyone.
It is standard equipment, and even many traditional Chinese medicine clinics that know nothing about "Australian medicine" have begun to recruit nurses.
From a modern perspective, the level of nurses under the Senate is naturally difficult to call satisfactory. A considerable part of the high mortality rate of sick and wounded in the early years was contributed by clumsy naturalized nurses.
Of course, after so many years of hard work in clinical work, the first batch of nursing staff has basically reached the qualification level of the old level. The outstanding ones such as Guo Fu have become deputy chief nurses and department nurses.
They have grown up. But the nursing interns brought out by the Senate’s quick talent training model are far from the newly awarded nurses. Like the clinical medicine professionals, they also have to be in the
Seniors have been scolding and practicing for many years, and they have completed their professional education after the patients who were killed and disabled by them.
The foundation work of nursing has been established in the education system of the Senate; the night patrol of the nurse on duty is the most basic nursing content, and the "goddess with the lamp" has become the norm as early as the completion of the first hospital of the Senate.
Because the Senate was well aware of the importance of nursing work, nurses were regarded by the naturalized people from the beginning as one of the best choices for girls to "eat public meals", and there was no need for a nurse to be born in an upper-class family.
Aristocratic girls come to drive social atmosphere and enhance the sense of professional nobility. Of course, assembly-line vocational training cannot bring the kind of religious compassion unique to Nightingale's era, but for the wounded soldiers who once couldn't even afford a doctor
, as long as the nurse girls are in the ward all the time, it is already a great comfort.
Since the Senate came to this time and space, it has stood on the shoulders of the pioneers. They can no longer copy this great model - and they don't seem to need to.
"When I come home from this vacation, I have to find a nurse as my wife! She serves me every day and cleans my boots and knives. If she can't polish her butt, I'll slap her..." Lao Zhang looked at the nurse's back and began to wonder,
It seemed that the nurse who threatened to "re-catheterize" him every day was already his wife.
"Don't dream," said a slightly wounded man on the bed opposite. "The nurse girl is very picky. You are just a little second lieutenant! How can I like you?"
"You can't say that," another wounded man next to him said with a wry smile, "Old Zhang has a full beard and tail, and he is an officer. Even if he can't marry a nurse, is he afraid of not having a suitable wife? But we are like this, missing hands and feet.
That’s what’s difficult to handle.”
"Although I'm disabled, I can go home at least. I've had enough of this battle." The wounded soldier who used his severed hand to beat the captives said, "In fighting, it's okay to lose your life. It's a pleasure at least.
Only when you are injured can you be called to suffer so much that life is worse than death."
He was full of energy when he was injured, but now he looked completely depressed.
"Weren't you injured on the boat with me?" Lao Zhang asked.
"This is the second time I've been injured. The first time I was in Teng County, I was hit on the calf by a cannon. I went to the bandaging station and had it bandaged. Because I couldn't walk, I was told to wait and then sent to Fengchuan for field work.
Hospital."
"Had I known that I would suffer such a serious crime, I would rather stay in Wuzhou than take this road. I didn't see any stretchers coming to the wounded gathering point. I only saw the evacuation escort team arranged by the army, and the Central Health Team asked for help.
We got a Taiping car, packed me and five other brothers together, and headed to Wuzhou first."
"Don't deceive me because I am short-sighted. I have never seen a Taiping Car." Bi Cheng smiled, "This Taiping Car is only about seven feet long and four to five feet wide. It is like a soldier like me, and it can only accommodate two people.
How can there be any reason to squeeze in six people?"
"Humph, you don't know. The health team calls this vehicle an 'emergency vehicle.' When six injured people form a team, it can be driven once, dragged by oxen and horses, and sent to Wuzhou. The health worker told me that in Guangzhou City
Taiping carts are also used to transport patients, and the carts of the Senate are different from the wooden carts of the Ming Dynasty. They have steel balls, steel bars, leather rings and pulleys. They travel smoothly and are not afraid of bumps. Who knows that this cart was running around in Guangzhou
There are only two people in one trip. How can we cram so many people in there that we can’t move! Moreover, the roads in Guangxi are difficult to travel. Even if the road has the magic skills of the Senate, it still knocked me half to death. It is rainy on the road and the road is getting worse.
It was muddy and difficult to move. The car stopped and went for several days. The blood became more and more. The brother beside me died on the road. I didn't even have the strength to push his body away. I don't know how many things this car has transported.
What's more, the sound of wheel blades is like grinding teeth, together with the moaning of the brothers, it goes on all day long, making the ears ringing. Even now, thinking about the sound, it still makes my teeth feel unbearable..."
Everyone in the room had nothing to say. They were lucky. The field hospital arrived at Yangshan when they were injured, and they had never experienced the pain of long-distance transportation. They had never experienced this kind of animal-drawn vehicle that sounded like they didn't want to lie down on it.
"This is not bad. I saw some brothers coming back on captured horses. The horses were all taken from the Ming army. They are small and hardy, so they are not bad. It's just that it is difficult for the wounded to ride on horseback. Someone needs to be there.
They had to help lead the horses and take care of them. The army didn't have enough stretcher bearers from the rear, so the army requisitioned many laborers from here - not to mention the many scoundrels who dared to make money from the frying pan, it was requisitioned.
Ordinary people who came here were extremely poor and only wanted money and material things. If the escort team couldn't see it, they would steal property from the wounded and dead, and some would take advantage of the escort team's negligence and dump the wounded on the roadside.
He robbed the horse and escaped. On the way, I also saw a rogue. Because the wounded soldier could not ride the horse steadily uphill, he tied his legs with a rope and dragged him behind the horse's butt all the way uphill. He was escorted by our escort team.
When the captain saw it, he stabbed him to death with a bayonet - it was a pleasure to kill someone, so half of the laborers fled that night..."
"Aren't these laborers...all sent from the rear?" Bi Cheng said in surprise.
"Where can such a good thing come from? We sincerely sent some from the rear, but the number is too small to be successful. If we hadn't called on these killers to help, I don't know how many wounded people would have been piled up in the front and unable to come back."