Chapter 121 Blood Transfusion

Style: Historical Author: The second son of the Zheng familyWords: 2153Update Time: 24/01/12 13:43:03
After the sergeant took a brief look at the wounded soldiers, Zheng Xiong spoke to the clerk.

"Brother, please ask me to call all the doctors over and bring them to eat."

The clerk was flattered by Zheng Xiong's approachability and said quickly.

"No trouble, I'll pick it up later and I'll deliver it right away."

Whether Yanmen Pass was big or not, after getting Zheng Xiong's order, he followed the officials to the camp soon.

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

"Do you still remember the slogan when we set off?"

Zheng Xiong opened his mouth and made a brief mobilization, and the doctors followed suit.

"Hang the pot to help the people and protect the army, and the mountains and rivers will be 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 keep him safe. The two hundred or so wounded brothers here are left to you. I hope you will do what you say."

"yes."

The words are concise and concise. The people at the pharmacy have experience and have some experience in the treatment of this kind of trauma. The temporary doctors also learned a lot during their time with the pharmacy, and they are not stage frightened.

I’ve seen a lot of mobilization stuff, and Zheng Xiong also gave it a try, and I’ve been told it works well after using it.

The knowledgeable people in the pharmacy took several novices to examine them one by one. They all had traumatic injuries and received simple treatment. However, those who were sent back were all in serious condition.

Some were too traumatized, coupled with excessive blood loss, which made the already overwhelmed body even worse, leaving their lives hanging by a thread.

Missing arms and legs are common.

Fortunately, with the addition of simple allicin, the garlic was enough to manage the lives of these people and prevent further deterioration of the wounds.

The doctor was treating him inside. Zheng Xiong couldn't bear to see this scene. He stood in a part of the camp and watched the ants coming in and out with great interest. The clerk was beside him, panicking and not daring to say anything.

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

"Withdrawal, the alcohol and allicin we brought from the pharmacy are not enough. We can barely 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. Shouldn't we just ignore them and wait for them to get better naturally?"

After listening to the doctor's description, Zheng Xiong looked at the people running errands.

"Brother, I wonder if the supplies sent include alcohol and garlic. Please tell Master Tituo to prepare some for the pharmacy."

"I'll go and ask Master Ti Tiao for instructions now. I'll get the instructions later. I'll go back as soon as I can."

The clerk ran errands and went back to deliver messages. Due to the lack of medicine around Zheng Xiong, doctors gathered in front of Zheng Xiong, so Zheng Xiong simply held an impromptu surgery meeting.

"Whatever, if you encounter any of those problems, you can talk about them. If I have nothing else to say, I can give you some suggestions."

Once they heard that Zheng Xiong could give advice, the doctors asked questions one after another.

"Ti Ling, some people's wounds have worsened and their bodies are very weak. Now if they undergo surgery and shave off the rotten flesh, they may die of excessive blood loss, especially those who are missing arms and legs. I don't know what to do for a while."

"Someone just said that if you get better, you don't need to worry about it. It depends on the condition of the wound. If there is no scab or pus, just take some allicin from our pharmacy."

"As for the pus, please clean up the pus. I don't need to teach you what to do next!"

"As for those of you who are weak and want to clean the rotten flesh for fear of dying from excessive blood loss, if there is nothing you can do, I have a method that can be used temporarily."

"Human blood is actually not the same. You can take out the blood of the injured person, and then select a person from among the civilians. Use a small cup of water. If the two drops of blood are compatible, you can try to use the blood of the civilians to transfuse it into the patient. body of."

"The conditions for this method are insufficient, and I don't know if it will work. However, it will not cause much harm to the civilians. There is really no other way. You can try it."

"Withdrawal, can you explain it in more detail? Young people don't understand very well."

"Let's do this. When the brother from just now comes over, let him call some civilians over, and I will see how I can demonstrate it to you."

The clerk was very effective, mainly running errands for Zheng Xiong. He didn't bring anything, but the words were passed on. As for how long it would take to arrange the transfer at Yanmen Pass, there was no accurate estimate.

"Promotion, promotion has been ordered, and a batch of supplies has been transferred. They are on the way."

"Thank you for your hard work. I have one more thing to do here. I need my brother to make a trip. I don't know if it's possible."

"No problem, you can withdraw it according to your orders."

"We need dozens of civilians, and we also need some thin tubes. If we don't have them, we can get chicken intestines as a substitute, and we can also get some goose feathers."

Zheng Xiong's request was a bit strange, so the clerk didn't dare to ask more questions and continued running errands.

Nowadays, Yanmen Pass is full of people, and it is easy to find husbands. Zheng Xiong from the pharmacy calls him, so there is nothing to say, and he must be supported.

As many civilians as Zheng Xiong needed were gathered together, the tubes, intestines, and goose feathers were quickly delivered to Zheng Xiong.

The quantity is quite sufficient, but the intestines are not valuable, and the thin tubes are replaced with reeds.

At this time, all the alcohol and allicin that Zheng Xiong needed were delivered to the military camp.

First wash all kinds of intestines, and then put them into alcohol for disinfection. Zheng Xiong then directed everyone to clean up the goose feathers, leaving only the harder end. Everyone has heard of the goose quill pen. The hollow goose feather temporarily replaces the needle. As for whether he can be replaced, Zheng Xiong has no idea.

Zheng Xiong has a lot of strange knowledge in his mind. For example, 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, blood was used to identify relatives. The principle of blood compatibility is that blood of the same type is compatible and blood of different types agglutinates. The existing conditions are not so precise and it is difficult to say whether it is accurate or not.

In addition, everything is so crude, if you put it in the eyes of modern people, everyone would shake their head when they see it.

The goose feathers processed so far were also thrown into alcohol for disinfection.

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

After that, he kept holding the water cup and tested over and over again. The wounded soldiers who were tested were more unlucky. It took more than a dozen tests to find out the blood compatibility of one person, which made his already weak body even worse.

Zheng Xiong was not at ease, so he took out a drop of blood from the wounded soldier's body and checked again and again before he felt relieved.

Bring the civilian husband with the matched blood type into the camp, and Zheng Xiong follows.

The wounded soldier in the camp only had a severed arm left in one hand. He used the simplest method of burning it. It was burnt brown, but now it is soft and has deteriorated more seriously. After the torment just now, the soldier is already on the verge of death.

(Continue to leave comments in this chapter.)

(End of chapter)