Da Song a knife

Chapter 122 Medical Treatment
Zhang Sijiu never expected that Dr. Song and Cheng Wanli would take out the splint.

After being shocked for a moment, she couldn't help asking three times: "What should I do about the wound? The bone will not go back like this, and the splint will not grow well? What if the wound in the back festers and worsens?"

Cheng Wanli smiled wryly: "This kind of injury can only depend on fate. Maybe there is a miracle doctor in Tokyo who can treat it, but we..."

Zhang Sijiu understood that Cheng Wanli and the others had never learned more delicate trauma treatment techniques.

That’s right, for Chinese medicine, those who can be treated with medicine will never give acupuncture, and those who can be treated with acupuncture and medicine will never use a knife.

There is even a saying: Once the knife is used to cut the flesh and blood, the essence will be vented, which is a serious injury to the vitality.

Otherwise, why did Hua Tuo say that he wanted to open Cao Cao's head, and Cao Cao shook his head three times in fright?

It's not necessarily that Hua Tuo's skills are not good, but that things like using knives have not been promoted at all.

Even in modern times, most patients and their family members feel very serious when they hear about an operation—it is a knife after all!

But in fact, although they are both called surgery, cutting a hyperplastic tissue and cutting a tumor are not at the same height, okay?

Cheng Wanli turned to look at Zhang Sijiu: "What can you do?"

But looking at the patient, Zhang Sijiu opened his mouth, but suddenly realized that he had no better way.

She thought for a while and asked, "What if the limb is amputated? Can this reduce the wound—and make it easier to recover?"

Cheng Wanli shook his head: "It's just as dangerous. And it might bleed to death. The back is also infected and suppurated."

Doctor Qi was faintly displeased: "Stop talking nonsense, quickly reset the bone, and then apply the medicine! At least the bleeding will be stopped!"

Although they have used all the methods available to stop the bleeding, the wound is still oozing blood.

Zhang Sijiu wanted to talk about debridement.

But suddenly realized that there was no condition for debridement at all.Not even saline for flushing!

She wanted to talk about suturing, but without debridement, direct suturing would be tantamount to sealing the wound, waiting for the inside to fester, creating excellent conditions for bacteria to multiply!
Not even sutures and needles!

Zhang Sijiu closed his mouth.

Then I watched Dr. Qi and Cheng Wanli align the misplaced bones by pulling and pulling, and then sprinkled the powder on the wound with all their might—the powder was sprinkled so hard that it directly covered the wound, absorbed the blood, and finally formed a paste. Thickness covers the wound.

The blood did not wash away the powder.

Doctor Qi and Cheng Wanli breathed a sigh of relief, then sprinkled another layer of medicinal powder, and wrapped it in gauze.

After wrapping it up, two splints were wrapped around it to fix the injured leg.

Finally, the needle used to stop the bleeding was pulled out, and the cloth strip above the leg was untied.

Then, the whole room, with four or five pairs of eyes, all stared at the wound eagerly.

After half an hour passed, the gauze on the wound was not soaked by blood, so Dr. Qi breathed a sigh of relief and was a little happy: "This test has finally been passed. From now on, it depends on his life."

"Will his legs be limping?" the person who brought the wounded over asked anxiously.

Doctor Qi gave an affirmative answer: "It will definitely be lame. Such a serious injury."

The man suddenly wept and despaired: "What should I do!"

"It's good if people can live." Cheng Wanli said in relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned his head to look at Zhang Sijiu who was still staring at the wounded in a daze.

He felt something was wrong with Zhang Sijiu's expression.

It seemed that there was no joy in saving people at all, but a sense of solemnity and bitterness.

Even the little brows were tightly furrowed, as if they had encountered some great difficulty.

This is the first time.

You know, every time Cheng Wanli saw Zhang Sijiu, Zhang Sijiu was either as cunning as if he had eight hundred minds, or he was calm and calm, or he looked at him after studying, with a calm face and gentle eyes, but clearly Bai Bai revealed a sense of disgust and tolerance, as if she was the teacher.

It's really strange to be so full of troubles.

It's a big surprise.

So, he pulled Zhang Sijiu to the back, and asked her strangely: "What's the matter? Are you unhappy after saving someone?"

"I just feel that my strength is too small." Zhang Sijiu came back to his senses and restrained his emotions, but he was still a little uninterested.She felt a little powerless and furious, but more powerless: what would she do, and how much time would it take, to change all this?

When she thought of countless patients who had to be disabled or even lost their lives because of lack of suitable medical methods, she felt heartbroken.

Originally, there could have been better results.

Cheng Wanli was stunned by Zhang Sijiu.

He didn't know how to describe the pair of eyes he met now, but he was shocked.

He had seen such a look before.

I saw it in my master.

During the plague, the old man took their brothers to treat the sick and rescue the sick, and when they watched the corpses being burned that were too late to deal with, they showed such eyes, and even said the same thing.

It took Cheng Wanli a while to recover, and his generous palm fell on the top of Zhang Sijiu's head: "Then study hard, and in the future, we will recruit more apprentices and study better prescriptions."

Zhang Sijiu shook his head: "I don't want to delve into the prescription."

Cheng Wanli was taken aback, "Then what do you want to do?"

If you are a doctor, if you don't study prescriptions, what are you going to do?
"Old Cheng, I want to specialize in trauma. These serious traumas are diseases that can't be treated with medicine. I want to save them." Zhang Sijiu raised his head, his face firm.

If there is no emergency department, create an emergency department yourself!
Cheng Wanli was taken aback again, and blurted out: "Do you want to be an ulcer doctor?!"

Zhang Sijiu really didn't know what an ulcer doctor was, so he didn't feel ashamed to ask, "What is an ulcer doctor?"

It was only at this time that Cheng Wanli really felt that Zhang Sijiu was indeed a little kid who hadn't started yet: he didn't understand anything!

So, he explained in detail: "Ulcer doctors are doctors who are good at swelling, ulcers, gold ulcers, and folded ulcers. There are ulcer doctors in Taiyuan Hospital. But there are not many people who are proficient in this. If you It may be difficult to study."

Speaking of this, Cheng Wanli smiled embarrassedly: "My senior brother and I are not very good at this. We only know superficially."

Zhang Sijiu understood: "If I want to be an ulcer doctor, I have to go to Tokyo? I still have to find a way to enter the Imperial Hospital?"

Cheng Wanli shook his head: "You can't get into the Tai Hospital. Since the opening of the Tai Hospital, there has never been a precedent for a woman to enter the Tai Hospital."

Zhang Sijiu: ...Well, it seems like taking the imperial examination, what's the matter with no women?

But if it is an imperial examination, if you give it up, you will give it up, but for medical skills... Zhang Sijiu smiled brightly: "Maybe the Tai Hospital will make an exception in the future."

She has medical technology and theories that are ahead of the present, even if she can't get a teacher, can she not practice medicine?Can't it be "self-created"?

Cheng Wanli was shocked by Zhang Sijiu's confident face.

Cheng Wanli murmured in his heart: It's better to be young. I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, so I have such ambitions!
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