Rurik's ten Slavic maids have now become beautiful girls. During the tax season after the autumn harvest, they appear as the prince's "tax collectors". They are also priests during festivals. Yes, you must also participate in labor. One of their identities is that of priests, so it makes sense for them to serve as doctors.
Ordinary bruises and injuries can be tolerated for a while. It is said that wiping wounds with flammable spirits can prevent fevers. Those who are really injured can buy wine and treat them themselves.
Only with extremely serious injuries would they ask for help from the priests.
Therefore, Rurik's maids also sent people to accompany the army every time there was a war. When a war broke out, they would hold crossbows and organize themselves into the shooting corps. After the war, they transformed into surgeons.
It was rare that a reckless man with an arrow in his abdomen was sent to a house next to the small temple in Novgorod. Rurik easily gathered two maids and gave them orders: "Anna, Bella. You two give this The Pechenegs treated the injury, I think the man’s intestines were punctured and they were stitched up.”
The two girls were already used to having surgery.
Together with other sisters, they are the prince's wives and concubines, and they are also the closest students. They already know the location and general functions of the human body's internal organs.
But they are not "Nordic little magpies". Even if they perform surgical operations, their methods can still be described as violent and rough.
Houses were shut and open windows closed. The house was warm and bright with dense oil lamps. The two girls were armed with sharp knives and specially used steel needles imported from the East that were inherited by the principality. They had locally produced twine. They were force-fed vodka and their whole bodies were facing each other. The injured man, who was already drunk and unconscious, began to operate brutally.
At least they did some necessary cleaning. If there were no rubber gloves for surgery, I would wash my hands with soap and water, then wash them with strong alcohol and let them air dry. The tools used were also boiled in boiling water.
The two women also put on white robes, although they found it strange that since it was the prince's order, the simple mouth-covering masks had to be worn tightly.
After the injured was drunk, the clothes near the wound had been cut open, and the arrow that caused the injury had long been removed.
The wound was a hole, obviously dug out by an armor-piercing arrow. Fortunately, the arrow hit the stomach. If it had been in the chest, this person would have died long ago.
The two women further cut open the flesh along the wound that had stopped bleeding on its own, dug out the bright red intestines, and found the damaged small intestine full of congestion. They cut off the punctured part, and then there was a nesting of the intestines, and finally Suture it with linen thread.
The original small hole in the wound was cut off with a sharp knife to remove more congestion-rich tissue, and then steel needles and twine were used to create a "centipede" on the injured person's belly.
There is no medicine similar to the golden sore medicine in the Principality of Rus, and even performing such a surgical operation such as laparotomy and suturing is a challenge with no guarantee of success rate.
Both women subjectively hoped that the injured person would get well. They finally wiped the "centipede" on his belly with strong alcohol, then applied a layer of honey on it, and finally wrapped a white cloth around the injured person's waist. This is all they can do for the time being, and the rest they can only rely on God...
They performed a strange surgical operation. If they had not been educated about the structure of the human body, they would have been helpless.
The exhausted two women pushed open the wooden door and faced a crowd of Pecheneg people waiting anxiously outside.
Kagan walked up nervously: "How is he? Dead? Or alive?"
The two women were frightened and backed away one after another. Of course, the bright red blood stains on their white clothes also frightened Kagan.
Rurik maintained the utmost concentration and signaled Kagan not to embarrass his woman: "Anna and Bella have tried their best. Brothers Kagan, it seems that the rest can only hope for God's favor."
"Your god?"
"Exactly. Our Odin!" Rurik's face was iron-faced and he walked with solid steps. "Kagan, go in and see your dependents."
A pair of eyes in the bright room stared curiously and pitifully at the injured person who was still sleeping. His stomach was wrapped with linen for a whole layer. The air was filled with a faint smell of stench, fragrance and alcohol. The complex smell was breathtaking. Surprised.
On the other hand, Rurik also communicated with his two wives and concubines. Regarding the operation of cutting the intestines, nesting them and suturing them, they were both surprised and worried.
The two women were eager for the prince's praise. They were both his own women. Rurik subconsciously reached out his hand, pinched their cheeks, and verbally declared that they had done a great job.
They lowered their heads slightly and looked at each other with smiles on their faces.
"You guys go down and rest. Remember to write down your thoughts on today's work." Rurik continued to order.
"As ordered." The two women said in unison.
If there was a problem with the operation, the injured person would have died of massive bleeding, and the situation would obviously be good now.
Surgery is like a meat processing workshop in the human world, the surgeon is like a butcher, and the injured patient is wailing in extreme pain. Even so, it cannot guarantee a high cure rate.
It was a Scotsman named Robert Liston who invented the principles of surgery in the early 19th century and invented tools such as the lancet and hemostats.
This was the forerunner of modern surgery, but in an era without painkillers, patients still endured pain during surgery and faced a huge risk of postoperative infection. As for the latter, it is not something that Dr. Liston can solve.
It was Nightingale, a pioneer in the medical industry, who integrated a set of clean and hygienic nursing techniques. With the popularization of medical masks and the use of certain nitrogen-containing compound anesthetics, surgery was completely separated from the "human meat factory" .
Of course, the Rus' Principality under Rurik's rule did not have to take the detours that many predecessors had taken. They relied on the existing conditions and tried their best to replicate the surgical operations he had seen and understood!
Wounded soldiers on the battlefield are all subjects of experiments, and the treatment of bruises and bruises on ordinary people can also improve the skills of doctors. One of the surgical teams in the Principality is so unhappy that there are no surgical subjects. This time, the "small intestine cutting and nesting suturing" "It needs to be written down and recorded as a case.
"You all should stay away for the time being. Kagan, your dependents need to rest." Rurik made it clear.
"He seems to have passed out. Is it because the alcohol has not dissipated?" Kagan still looked anxious and curious.
"Exactly."
"What's next for him? When will he be able to stand again? When will he be able to ride again?"
"I said, the rest depends on God's favor. You all know that this man recklessly showed his body an arrow. He was already determined to die, and it was his fate to die in the end. However, I was Our Odin's blessing, I don't want to kill him, maybe Odin will be merciful." Kagan believed Rurik's high-sounding words, and Kagan did not wait any longer, and wisely asked his brothers to step back.
In the end, only Rick and Kagan were left in the operating room.
"What else will my dependents experience?"
"He will be well cared for and will be fed honey water for many days. In his case, he can only drink honey water until..."
"How?" Kagan asked.
"I'll have to stab my stomach again in a while."
"Ah?" Kagan, who had already understood the situation a little and was emotionally stable, was stunned again: "Why is this? If my subordinate is stabbed again, won't he suffer again?"
"No way." Rurik shrugged: "The twine that sutured his intestines needs to be taken out after the intestines heal, otherwise he will still die of fever. You don't have to worry about this. If God sends favor, then when you When you return home in the spring, this reckless and pitiful fellow will still be able to accompany you on horseback as your bodyguard.”
How does Kagan know about the structure of human internal organs? He knew where the human heart was, because it was the vital point of any soldier. If he wanted to kill the enemy, he would aim at the heart and shoot. As for the intestines, there is only a vague concept.
Afterwards, the injured were sent to a quiet and warm hut. These Pecheneg soldiers were tied to the bed with cables. Once the alcohol was over, the poor injured would fall into pain in the wound. In order to avoid the tossing and cracking of the wound, they were tied It is a last resort.
Late at night, people with sensitive ears heard wailing sounds.
An anecdote spread like wildfire. The so-called loyal wives and concubines of the prince performed a sharp operation on a foreign horseman. The story became more and more sinister as it spread, as if the two girls from White Tree Manor had become witches, and the poor man was The injured man's internal organs were all turned over.
When Rurik learned of the bizarre news, he had no choice but to post a notice on the notice board in Novgorod City Square. It was a printed document, and the same text was posted in other open-view corners of the city.
The content of the document is full of easy-to-understand words, including the identity of the injured person, the cause of the injury, the type of surgery performed, and the current condition of the injured person. It seems that this is the only way to suppress this so-called urban legend.
But what Rurik didn't know was that this incident had become a ghost story for some parents to scare their children. It was said that if they ran out in the cold, they would be captured and gutted by a witch. The parents still don't want their cubs to freeze to death unexpectedly. After all, there are no wild beasts in the city, only the cold wind at night that is more ferocious than the wild beasts.
The wounded man's wailing continued for about a day, and the poor wounded man could only drink honey water to survive. Fortunately, the fever that everyone feared and was bound to die did not find this poor man. In Kagan's view, it was indeed the Russian gods who had sent down their favor.
Of course, Kagan was not a simple fool who left everything to God. He could see that the medical skills of the Principality of Ross had reached a high level.
On the grasslands, the casualties of war are not only reflected in the fighting on the battlefield. Many injured people temporarily fled and died of fever afterwards.
The Prince of Rus had clearly mastered a method of fighting fever. If Pecheneg also mastered this technique, many brave warriors could avoid death.
He wanted to ask why, and was even mentally prepared to buy this technology with money and horses.
There is an opportunity right now!
Because the Hanukkah of the Russian people is coming, the prince of Rus has revealed a wonderful plan, so-called bringing the newly trained cavalry troops to their "royal city tent" New Rossburg to inspect and participate in their most grand event.
How can a Russian festival not be a Pecheneg festival?
"If I take the opportunity to congratulate you on your grand event and then join in, you will thank me..."
With this in mind, Kagan decided to visit Prince Ross himself.
In the quiet secret room, Rurik personally received his steppe brothers. He thought there was something secret and important, so he got into trouble.
The oil lamp was lit, and the two sat on the leather cushions and looked at each other.
"Tell me! It must be a problem with your family? Things are going very well these days. In a while, we can have the second round of surgery. After another month, he will recover as before."
Kagan sighed lightly: "It is indeed related to this matter. Brothers Rurik, there is only one thing I don't know."
"Speaking."
"What methods did you use to fight against the fever?"
"Of course it is God's favor." Rurik said, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal the untruth of this statement.
"You are entertaining me. I know you must have a skill. I... want to learn it."
"You want to learn? Why?"
Kagan simply slapped his thigh, then slapped his heart in a heart-to-heart manner: "I'll tell you the truth, we Pechenegs are surrounded by powerful khanates, our warriors are very precious, and we encounter frequent wars. Many. Soldiers are injured and die afterwards. If you teach me how to fight against fever, many of my soldiers will survive."
The words were a bit unexpected. Rurik thought about it carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became. Thinking about it again, his attitude towards Kagan had changed somewhat.
Think again about the importance this person attached to his injured slave family members. Does this person really love his soldiers? Not only that, he obviously loves his own power more, or the stability of his power is based on the support of a large-scale army.
"You want to learn? This is not easy to learn. If you only know the basic methods, I can tell you now. But you need to buy anti-pyretic medicine at a large price."
"What is the potion?"
"It's the flaming liquor you drank!"
The two sides have huge geographical differences and are now in a de facto alliance. Russia is eager for Pecheneg's good horse, so it is important to deepen their friendship.
The so-called febrile disease is scurvy. Pus oozes from rotten wounds, dirt enters the blood, and the circulatory system supplies dirt to the whole body, causing systemic necrosis. It was not until the invention of the microscope that people realized that this was caused by bacteria, and that the decaying and dissolving body cells produced venom that endangered the body. By prescribing the right medicine in this way, scurvy can be easily cured.
The principle is to debridement the wound, cut off the slough, wash it with medicine, suture the wound, and even use some magical white medicine to speed up self-healing, and even more magical biological protein glue to bond it.
Just the use of high-grade vodka allowed the Russians to almost defeat the scurvy of the wounded soldiers. This made the soldiers of the principality fearless in fighting, because they knew that the principality could treat ordinary injuries, but only fatal injuries were powerless. This was clearly demonstrated in the two battles against Karelia. All the slightly injured were treated and no one died of fever.
There are some invisible bugs floating in the air, especially in the soil and feces. These bugs are the most common. The skin can isolate such vicious bugs, but when a wound occurs, the bugs are like a pack of wolves gnawing at the flesh, eventually killing a person. The only solution is to wipe it with strong alcohol...
Kagan basically believed this theory. He wanted to buy spirits and was immediately discouraged when he heard the price.
To be honest, flammable spirits are not good to drink because they are harsh on the throat. However, the fun of drinking lies in the trance after being drunk. A person will feel that his soul is out of his body, or he will enter a kind of blurred state that he only felt in childhood, or even Feel like chatting with the gods.
"Can't ordinary wine be used? Nor can kumiss?"
"No. Unless you can make wine that can burn, not only will you not be able to heal the injury, but you will also cause the injured to die early."
"I..." Kagan gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "I will buy it!"
Since the other party wanted to buy it, Rurik was willing to sell it. Because spirits are sold together with glass bottles, distilled spirits have become much cheaper due to high grain production, and the price of spirits is mainly reflected in the glass bottles. Rurik sold three bottles of spirits at the friendly price of two pounds of silver coins, but Kagan directly ordered fifteen bottles!
"How do I get it? I want it now!"
Rurik shrugged: "Not for the time being, but if you are willing to follow me to New Roseburg, you can get it on the spot. After all, I have established a winery in my royal city."
"That's what I meant! You're going to ride to New Roseburg and participate in your Hanukkah. It's a big event! I have the right to attend."
"Oh? I welcome you. You are foreign travelers. You can see our festivals, the frozen sea in the north, and the sun on the ice."
"Very good." Kagan laughed out loud: "To be honest, your Hanukkah is also our Karakin Festival."
"What is that? Is it also a grand sacrifice?"
"Sacrifice to the sun, sacrifice to the warm new life. I will gather together to eat barbecue and drink kumiss, dance, and play the harp (the same origin as the guitar). The priests will sacrifice to the gods, and men and women will get married."
"It sounds very good. Wait, do you still have some musical instruments?" Rurik became alert and curious at the same time.
"The harpsichord is for plucking, and the flute is for playing." Kagan said while making movements with his hands, but it was a pity that he didn't bring them with him on this trip.
Although Rurik had regrets, purchasing Pecheneg musical instruments was also included in the plan.
"We are about to set off." Rurik sighed hopefully. "Since you are willing, prepare well. This will be a long journey. We will move on glaciers and glacial lakes. You don't have to worry about the food of the horse. , I will be fully prepared.”
"Huh? Brother, you will spend a lot of money."
"What's the difficulty? It's my honor for you to participate in our festival. Besides..."
"how?"
"I see that only a few of the horses have iron shoes, which is not good. No problem, I will put steel shoes on all the horses when we get to New Roseburg. You can enjoy this treasure as long as you bring someone with you."
"I can actually do it?" Kagan was overjoyed.
"Of course, we are brothers and our two countries are also allies."
