It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 30 Talk about battlefield first aid to the priest of God of War?

Since it is a lecture, it naturally cannot be piled on the playground.Captain Leon Knight raised his hand and invited him politely. The bald bishop agreed with a smile and walked to the conference hall of the military camp together.

The priests hoorayed to keep up.Gretel took a few steps backwards, dragged at the end, and came together with Little Reverend John.The little priest immediately came over and said in a low voice:
"I told the bishop!"

"That knight thing?"

"Yes!" The little priest nodded quickly.Gretel smiled and patted his shoulder hard:

"thanks!"

The city guard's meeting room was neither large nor small. There was a long table in the middle. The wooden board on the top was obviously split from a whole tree trunk. Except for the planing, it was a little smoother, and it was not even painted.There is a map of the boss hanging on the wall facing the door. If you squeeze around, you can sit down to 20 people.

The bald bishop and the captain of the city guard entered first.Seven or eight pastors rushed in, filling the conference room halfway at once.

Grete was sandwiched between the four squadron leaders and naturally followed.The squad leader and soldiers at the back also wanted to squeeze in, but the squad leader at the end glared at him and was about to close the door.

"and many more!"

Flynn Knight stopped in time.He glanced at Gretel and saw that the boy had been looking back, couldn't help but smile, and waved to Captain Karen who couldn't squeeze in:

"Karen, come and listen too!"

There was a little commotion in the crowd.The soldiers who didn't get permission pushed me and complained half-jokingly:
"Captain, this is not fair!"

"Captain, we want to hear it too!"

"Captain, this is the way to save lives!"

Captain Karen moved forward amid the envy of his comrades.Gretel looked left and right. Seeing that Brother Raymond and the others were far away from the crowd at the entrance of the hall, they couldn't squeeze in. After thinking about it, he turned to look for the captain:

"Captain, what I'm about to say is very useful to everyone. It can help everyone save their lives as much as possible when they are injured. Look, can you..."

He stroked his palm outwards:
"Move to a bigger place?"

It must be possible!The captain naturally agreed, and the bald bishop had no objection.A group of people went out of the council hall in a mighty manner and turned to the hall.Before anyone arrived, the smell of hot food had already drifted over from the direction of the hall.

Gretel's stomach growled twice.

...how could he forget that the largest room in the city guards is the hall when the ceremony is held, and usually the restaurant...

Soldiers and priests sat at the bottom to listen to the lecture, and Gretel took the stage.Without a blackboard or chalk, he simply simplifies, using gestures to make empty gestures on himself:

"We use the lungs to breathe. When the lungs work, they are like bellows for burning fire. When you open the bellows, you breathe in, and when you push it out, you breathe out. Once the lungs are damaged, they sometimes form a one-way movement. When you inhale, it all leaks into the chest cavity, and when you exhale, you can't exhale..."

He explained as simply as possible, how tension pneumothorax came about, and how to deal with it in first aid.Before waiting for the bald bishop to ask more questions, he lowered his tone and accelerated:

"On the battlefield, there are many reasons for death. However, in addition to being killed immediately, many of them were seriously injured and could not be delayed to the priest's treatment in time. Now, let me talk about what kind of injury should be treated. first aid."

Soldiers cheer up!
Squad leaders and ordinary warriors are especially excited.Battalion and squadron leaders are noble knights, the backbone of the battlefield, and it is always easier to get healed.These commoners can't do it. Sometimes, a small hole in the hand of the noble master is more important than their broken hand and broken leg...

Obviously can survive!Some comrades-in-arms, if they receive timely treatment, can obviously survive!
"Little Gretel is good!"

Beside Captain Karen, a squad leader touched his arm and whispered.

"Like his father," another squad leader added.

"That's right, that's how the captain was back then, trying to take care of us..."

A group of middle-aged men whispered, and looked at Gretel, full of admiration and nostalgia.Gretel nodded to them and said in one breath:

"There are many reasons for death on the battlefield. The most important ones can be classified into three types. First, excessive bleeding; second, cardiac arrest; third, inability to breathe. Let's talk about how to be fast on the battlefield. stop the bleeding..."

There was a commotion in the hall.

The heart stops beating and cannot breathe. In the eyes of the soldiers, this is basically a serious injury that must die - or basically it can be judged as dead.When this happens, the first reaction of most people is to give up.

Only bleeding.How many people are watching the blood of their comrades around them bleeding, they can't hold it down, and they can't stop it.In the end, getting weaker and weaker, and closing his eyes forever...

How to stop the bleeding?

Very good!
"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, two or three voices shouted at the same time.Everyone looked around and saw several squadron leaders sitting in the second row, two of them jumping up in a hurry:

"Little Gretel, please speak slowly! Let's take a note on paper!"

The hall was suddenly silent.Then, burst into laughter.

Gretel couldn't help but laugh.He waved to Flynn Knight, who jumped up, trying to tighten his muscles to keep himself from laughing:
"Uncle Flynn, also help me get two large sheets of paper and hang another board. I'll draw some pictures for what I'm going to talk about next, so I can see clearly with the pictures—"

He drew pictures in his hands, explained in his mouth, and from time to time, he would find someone to come up with a bandaging demonstration, and everyone was fascinated.Seeing that it was dinner time, bread and cured meat were delivered from the back kitchen. Everyone had a meal with vegetable soup and continued to listen to the lecture.

Just after talking about the way to stop the bleeding on the head and arms, a loud noise sounded in the distance.Getting closer and bigger.

Gretel looked up at the door of the hall, and at the same moment, several knights also stood up suddenly and turned their heads by pressing their swords.

"Who?!"

"who!"

"Team, team, captain!"

Boom boom boom, a series of footsteps.Outside the hidden hall door, a soldier of the city guards ran in like he didn't want to die, holding the door, snorting and panting:
"Captain, the City Lord's Mansion is here to arrest people!"

"what?"

"what happened!"

"The city lord's mansion arrested people, how did we catch our city guards?!"

There was a loud discussion in the hall. More than 100 City Guard soldiers whispered, either shocked or at a loss.There are even people who are confused and blurt out:

"Aren't we all doing the work of arresting people?"

puff……

Gretel stood firmly on the podium.At this time, the City Lord's Mansion came to arrest people, and he could roughly guess what it was for, and sure enough—

The door slammed open.A well-dressed messenger with two guards walked into the hall arrogantly.

"By the order of the temple, summon Gretel Nordmark to go and question—"

(End of this chapter)