The days when I fished in Daming

Chapter 122 Blood Transfusion
Following the sergeant's brief look at the wounded soldiers, Zheng Xiong talked to the little official.

"Brother, please, call me all the doctors and bring their food."

The little official was flattered by Zheng Xiong's approachability, and said hastily.

"No trouble, I'll take it later, and the little one will deliver it right away."

Yanmenguan said that it was not a big deal, and got Zheng Xiong's order, and he followed the little official to the camp after a while.

About two hundred people stood in front of Zheng Xiong with their medicine boxes on their backs, keeping their guns close to their bodies.

"Remember the slogan when we set off?"

Zheng Xiong spoke and made a brief mobilization, and the doctors followed suit.

"Hanging the pot to aid the people and protect the army, the mountains and rivers are safe and return with spring."

"Very good, now some brothers here are injured, what should we do?"

"Keep him safe."

"Very good, then let me see how you kept him safe. There are about two hundred wounded brothers here. I will leave it to you. I hope you will do what you say."

"Yes."

To put it simply, the people in the pharmacy have experience, and they have some experience in the treatment of this kind of trauma. The doctors who were temporarily recruited also learned something during their time with the pharmacy, so they are not stage frightened.

I’ve watched mobilization a lot, and Zheng Xiong Zhaomaohuahu also gave it a try, the effect is good, it’s good to use.

Experienced people in the pharmacy took a few chickens for consultation one by one. They were all traumatic and had simple treatments, but those who were sent back were all in serious condition.

In some cases, the trauma was too great and the blood loss was too much, which made the already overwhelmed body worse, and the life was hanging by a thread.

Missing arms and legs are common.

Fortunately, with the addition of simple allicin, among the army with enough garlic, they barely hanged these people's lives and prevented the wounds from getting worse.

The doctor was treating him inside, but Zheng Xiong couldn't see this kind of scene. He stood in one part of the camp, watching the ants coming in and out, watching with great interest, while the little official was flustered and didn't dare to say anything more.

Not long after, the doctor from the pharmacy came out and came to Zheng Xiong.

"Take it, the alcohol and allicin brought by our pharmacy are not enough. It is barely enough to treat the wounds of one or two people, which is a drop in the bucket."

"There are still some people whose wounds have healed and are getting better. Don't worry about this kind of thing, and wait for him to get better naturally."

After listening to the doctor's description, Zheng Xiong looked at the idle runners aside.

"Brother, I don't know if there are materials such as alcohol and garlic among the materials sent. Please also inform the supervisor, and prepare some to be used by the pharmacy."

"The little one will go and ask the master for instructions, and the pick-up will be later, and the little one will go back as soon as he goes."

The little official ran errands and went back to send a message. Due to the lack of medicine around Zheng Xiong, doctors gathered in front of Zheng Xiong. Zheng Xiong simply came to a temporary surgery meeting.

"Well, if you encounter those problems, you can talk about it and listen to it. I have nothing else, but I can give you some suggestions."

As soon as Zheng Xiong could give advice, the doctors asked questions one after another.

"Tiling, some people's wounds have deteriorated, and their bodies are very weak. Now that they have surgery and shave off the carrion, they are afraid that they will lose too much blood and die, especially those with missing arms and legs. The subordinates don't know what to do for a while."

"Someone said just now that it doesn't matter if it's getting better or not. It depends on the condition of the wound. If the scab is not bleeding, just take some allicin from our pharmacy."

"As for the suppurative ones, clean up the pus for me, and I don't need to teach you what to do afterwards!"

"As for those who are weak, you should clean up the carrion for fear of losing too much blood and dying. If there is no other way, I have a method here, which can be used temporarily."

"Human blood is actually not the same. You can take out the blood of the injured person, and then choose a person from among the civilians. Use a small glass of water, and if the two drops of blood are compatible, you can try to use the blood of the civilians to infuse the patient's body."

"The conditions for this method are insufficient, and I don't know if it will work, but it won't do much harm to the civilians. There is really no way, you can try it."

"Tiling, can you be more specific, the young ones don't understand very well."

"How about this, wait for the brother from just now to come over and ask him to call some folks over, and I will see how I can demonstrate it to you."

The effect of the small official is very high, mainly to run errands for Zheng Xiong, the things have not been brought, but the word has been passed on, and there is no certainty as to how long it will take to arrange the transfer of Yanmen Pass.

"Receipt, the transfer has been ordered, and a batch of supplies has been transferred, and it is on the way."

"Thanks for your hard work. I have one more thing to do here. I need my brother to come over. I don't know if it is possible."

"No problem, but as ordered."

"Dozens of folks are needed, and some thin tubes are needed. If you don't have any, you can make chicken intestines instead, and get some goose feathers."

Zheng Xiong's request was a bit strange, the little official didn't dare to ask more questions, and continued to run errands.

Now Yanmenguan is full of people, and it is easy to find civilian husbands. Zheng Xiong from the pharmacy summoned him.

Gathering enough civilian husbands that Zheng Xiong needed, the thin tubes and intestines, including goose feathers, were quickly delivered to Zheng Xiong's hands.

The quantity is quite enough, intestines are worthless, and the thin tubes are replaced with reeds.

At this time, all the alcohol and allicin needed by Zheng Xiong were also sent to the barracks.

First wash all kinds of intestines, and then sterilize them in alcohol. Zheng Xiong then instructed everyone to clean up the goose feathers, leaving only the hard end. Everyone has heard of quill pens. The hollow goose feathers can temporarily replace needles.

Zheng Xiong has a lot of strange knowledge in his mind, such as: In 1656, Christopher Wren gave a dog an intravenous injection through a quill pen.

As for whether it can be used as a substitute now, Zheng Xiong is really not sure.

In the Ming Dynasty, dripping blood was used to recognize relatives. The principle of compatibility with dripping blood is that blood of the same type is compatible, and blood of different types coagulates.

In addition, everything is so extensive, if you put it in the eyes of modern people, anyone who sees it will have to shake his head.

The goose feathers that have been treated so far are also thrown into alcohol for disinfection.

"You take a drop of blood from the wounded and sick soldiers in the camp, and put it in a small glass of water."

Afterwards, they kept holding the water cup and experimented over and over again. The wounded soldiers who were tested were more unlucky. It took more than a dozen experiments in a row to find out the blood compatibility of one person, which made their already weak body worse.

Zheng Xiong was not at ease, and took another drop of blood from the wounded soldier, and after repeated confirmation, he was relieved.

Bring the civilian husband who matched the blood type into the camp, and Zheng Xiong followed.

One hand of the wounded soldier in the camp had only a severed arm left. After using the simplest method of scalding, it was scorched and yellow, but now it is soft and has deteriorated more seriously. After all the tossing just now, the soldier is already dying.

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