Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 23 Unreliable Western Medicine
"Is there no way to save her?"

Hearing the hysterical roar, Han Juan, who was awakened from her sleep, reprimanded back angrily: "You have the face to say it! You have suffered such a serious injury and didn't go to the hospital for early treatment. It's delayed until now! This girl Your death is entirely your fault!"

Listening to the quarrel between the two, Song Qingshu was confused and couldn't help turning his head again. Only then did he see clearly that the little girl had a large wound on her shoulder, and the area around the wound had even festered, with yellow pus continuously flowing out What's especially intrusive is that there are still a few maggots crawling around in the meat.

While his heart was trembling, Song Qingshu understood what was going on.

Fever caused by wound infection may also lead to pneumonia. This problem was a big problem during the First World War. Countless people died of infection on both sides of the warring countries, not to mention the poor medical conditions at the end of the Ming Dynasty. No wonder Han Juan'er directly issued a critical illness notice to the little girl.

The uninvited guest, the beggar with the scarred face, sat down on the ground again, clutching his head and yelling in pain, Mr. Xiong, I am sorry for you. The voice was miserable, and at the same time, the little girl on the bed uttered pain in a coma. The groaning and groaning sounds were also worrying. Han Juan sighed, and went out to boil water in silence. According to her estimate, the little girl would not last a day or two. Come clean, go clean.

Hongniang Xing also forgot the resentment of being beaten at this moment, and sat beside the little girl with her chin resting on her chin full of sympathy, holding her hand, and washing the towel on her forehead in cold water from time to time.

Looking at this scene, Song Qingshu was also in a heavy heart. He was already overwhelmed when he came to this world. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to see this little girl die, so he went around a few times. There is no cure for Shan, but doctors in white coats are all in his head, and even the foreign white coats in the textbooks have emerged.

Thinking about it hurts everyone's brain, and when Song Qingshu was about to go out to get some air, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in front of his eyes, and he slapped his forehead suddenly: "Yes! Maybe that foreigner with a big nose can do it!"

"What big-nosed foreigner? I'll go and catch him right away!" Almost at the same time, Scarface turned over and jumped up, grabbing Song Qingshu's collar and asked hurriedly. On his forehead: "Let go of me!"

The life of my young lady is in the hands of this fool, and the scarred face is so angry that he doesn't dare to show his anger, and he shrank to the side obediently like a grandson, which made Song Qingshu nod in satisfaction, followed by annoyed exhortations: "This time I'm here to ask for help! Don't fight and kill as soon as you come up! Also, that foreign priest has a very strange temper! He promises whatever he says, don't talk nonsense, especially don't say that Christ is a man. What nonsense!"

Song Qingshu obviously said this to Hongniang Xing, and the girl rolled her eyes again in anger: "You're the only one who talks silly all the time!"

It is said that foreign monks like to recite scriptures. Hearing Song Qingshu say that he was looking for a foreigner selling sweet potatoes, Han Juan didn't stop her. Instead, she followed Little Luobo to find some clothes, wrapped the little girl up, and put it in the sweet potato seller's place. on the trolley.

Little Luobo wanted to go with him too, but Song Qingshu was more thoughtful and asked him to stay. He has seen the chaos in the world now. There are people who rob women on the street, and people call at night when they are sleeping, and Han Juan is taken away. It's not safe for a girl to stay at home alone, and Mr. Xing is not at home, so she has to keep a man!

Fortunately, this is the end of the Ming Dynasty. If it was the Han and Tang Dynasties, the city would implement a night ban policy in the middle of the night, and they would not be allowed to go to the streets.

It is said that the world is chaotic, it is really chaotic, three turns and two turns Song Qingshu and the three just passed through a main street, when three drunk gamblers came in front of them, seeing that Xing Hongniang was beautiful, they came up and wanted to kiss, yelling and dragged them into the small alley I got rid of her, but before Xing Hongniang got mad, the scar-faced beggar who was so anxious had already punched one by one, stuffing the three of them into the snow shell and couldn't get their heads out. Song Qingshu was secretly refreshed.

This product is very useful. In the future, if you sell sweet potatoes on the street, whoever makes trouble will close the door and put Scarface on it. You are guaranteed to come one for one, and two for a pair.

In Song Qingshu's random thoughts, he finally found the unremarkable little church that he had been to during the day. Hongniang Xing and Scarface slammed on the door when they got angry. After a while, they heard the strange answer from inside. sound.

"Show (who)!"

Seeing the churches being opened, the foreign monk's old face was exposed, Song Qingshu quickly showed a smile, and wanted to get close to him, who knew that when he saw Song Qingshu, the foreign monk's eyes lit up and a bear hug actually hugged him .

"Dear church members, God has indeed led you back again!"

In the Ming Dynasty, there was already a masculine atmosphere, and there was a special Xianggong building on Dice Street. Seeing the two big men hugging each other, Xing Hongniang and the scarred face's eyes changed.

Song Qingshu also felt goosebumps all over his body, saying that foreigners are psychopathic. He saw it, and hurriedly kicked the foreign monk away, and explained to Hongniang Xing sadly: "This is Western etiquette. Good friends should hug each other when they meet to show kindness.”

"Hmm!" Xing Hongniang's little head nodded quickly, but seeing the excitement in her eyes, Song Qingshu's back felt numb again.

This girl can't be a rotten girl, can she?
After all, saving people is the most important thing, put away his thoughts, Song Qingshu bowed deeply to the foreign monk who came out of the snow angrily, rubbing his buttocks.

"The Lord once said that people should only spread kind thoughts and practice benevolence! You are the servant of God and the most kind. Please save this little girl!"

Hearing Song Qingshu's sincerity, Monk Yang couldn't help changing his expression, he passed the three of them, stroked the little girl's forehead on the trolley that Scarface was pushing, his complexion became serious, and he nodded without hesitation.

"Come in with me!"

Song Qingshu's scarred face and the three were overjoyed immediately, they hurriedly pushed the cart in and closed the door.

Although he was particularly disgusted by men peeping at his young lady's body, but his life was at stake, and the foreign monk was still a "monk", Scarface still gritted his teeth and let Xing Hongniang pull the clothes off the little girl's shoulders.

After seeing the little girl's wound, the foreign monk's face became serious, but under the almost desperate gaze of the scar face, he didn't say anything to refuse, but turned back and went to the inner room, and after a while, he brought After a few lights, he brought out a large pile of sharp small knives, and a jar of muddy water.

Seeing these things, Scarface was obviously stunned, a little worried, and looked at the foreign monk inexplicably. He really can't imagine how to heal with a knife?
Looking at these things, Song Qingshu's eyes were shining brightly, it really came to the right place!The priest probably needed a surgical operation to heal the little girl's injury, so he turned his head and explained to Scarface with a smile on his face.

"Father is going to perform a precise surgical operation to cut off your young lady's necrotic carrion, and then heal it with ointment to prevent the wound from continuing to infect and fester!"

This scarred face must have been in the army. Although I have never seen it, I have heard of soldiers who have been seriously injured. Military doctors usually use red-hot knives to cut off the carrion. agree to come down.

Listening to Song Qingshu's flattery, the foreign monk seemed to be more complacent. After setting up the operating table, he picked up a small knife and stretched out his hand to cut it off.

Song Qingshu's smile froze on his face.

Seeing that the knife was about to touch the wound, Song Qingshu suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him back.

"What's the matter? This church member? Human life is at stake!"

Seeing the foreign monk's inexplicable question, Song Qingshu smiled stiffly, and reminded with the last glimmer of hope: "Father, you haven't sterilized the knives yet!"

"Disinfection?" The foreign monk who heard this was taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled and twirled his beard: "The believers are indeed guided by God, and you even know this. Don't worry, Father, I have already blessed you with holy water." Divine power, use this knife to operate, God will definitely bless you!"

Seeing Monk Yang flaunting the bottle of muddy water to Hongniang Xing and Scarface, Song Qingshu's expression completely turned into mourning.

Unaware of the change in the expression of his good teacher (base) friend, the foreign monk is still talking about his medical theories.

"This bottle is the holy water that I personally asked for in front of St. Peter's Basilica during my study in Rome. His Majesty the Pope personally blessed it. The holy power reaches the sky, cut off the carrion, sprays the wound with holy water, and then performs bloodletting therapy. The person who can save this believer girl! What? Who is the pope? I don’t even know! The pope is God’s closest servant, the one who inherits St. Peter’s throne and is in charge of the key to the kingdom of heaven..."

The foreign monk talked endlessly about religious theories, which really confused Scarface and Hongniang Xing. These days, in the eyes of the Chinese, the teacher draws a Taoist talisman, burns it to ashes, and can heal the disease after drinking it. This Pope So powerful, it should be about the same as Shaolin abbot, Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, right?

Seeing the elation of Monk Foreign, Song Qingshu suddenly slapped him, and the precious holy water in his hand drew a standard parabola, fell to the corner of the wall with a bang, and shattered!

"My holy water!" Monk Yang held his head and almost cried. Song Qingshu also held his head, as if he was crazy, wandering back and forth non-stop, yelling endlessly.

"What to do! What to do! This foreign devil is not reliable, what should I do!"

Seeing that Song Qingshu even hit his head with his fist, Hongniang Xing couldn't help screaming sadly.

"No way! Are you stupid again?"

(End of this chapter)