Not waiting for time, Zheng Xiong quickly arranged for someone to take out the intestines and processed hollow goose feathers, connect the two ends of the intestines, and fix them with strings. At this point, a simple blood transfusion device was completed.
Then he used a goose feather to poke the vein on Minfu's arm, but it wasn't strong enough and couldn't penetrate.
Zheng Xiong ordered everyone to sharpen the goose feathers before continuing to poke them.
The civilian husband was sweating coldly and frightened when he saw it, and the thieves were frightening.
"Take the collar, this one can't be inserted. Can you demonstrate it?"
"You have such a big face. When did I make a move? Keep poking. It's up to you to stop poking."
In order to penetrate the blood vessel, the doctor spent a lot of effort, and the delicate work was quite tiring. Anyway, the doctor was sweating profusely from exhaustion.
The goose feather was almost dried out before I poked it in, leaving only a short section, which was the latest to be polished.
The blood flowed down the intestines and flowed out from the goose feathers at the other end. Zheng Xiong pinched the intestines from the middle, looking at the head and not the tail. The pressure in the arteries was high, and the blood slowly seeped out from Minfu's veins. Fortunately, The amount of bleeding was not large, so the doctor continued to use goose feathers to poke the veins in the injured soldier's intact arm.
Arteries supply blood from the heart to the whole body, and the pressure of blood vessels is high. Veins collect blood from the whole body and flow it to the heart for renewal.
Punching a vein and officially transfusing blood is equivalent to shunting a channel from one person to another.
The blood transfusion process went relatively smoothly, and the blood type was matched well and there was no big problem.
The other person's pale face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had encountered a source of water in the desert.
On the contrary, the civilian husband's face gradually turned pale.
Seeing this situation, Zheng Xiong decisively stopped the blood transfusion. Now he has lost too much blood and has no place to replace it. It is better to take it easy when he is full and hungry.
Just pinch the intestines to stop the blood circulation, which is quite refreshing.
Looking at the wounded soldiers who were completely different from each other, except for a group of people from the pharmacy, the rest of the crowd were completely convinced. It was impossible not to be convinced. In this day and age, everyone who saw this miraculous curative effect would be convinced.
People in the pharmacy can despise the rest of the people for not having seen the world. Without the feeling of astonishment at the beginning, other people really have never seen the world. What Zheng Xiong did at this moment was admirable and he sighed.
"The idea of lifting the collar is really magical and breathtaking. I never thought that blood can be so magical. I've learned a lesson now."
"You must be taught, and you cannot use it casually. This method is not perfect yet, and it cannot be used casually except in moments of life and death."
"You just saw that the blood of people is different. It took more than a dozen people to try it. If the wrong blood is transfused, then this person will be completely hopeless. You should keep this in mind."
"We will follow Ti Ling's teachings carefully and will never forget them."
One trick can be used all over the world. This one trick has brought endless benefits to all the doctors present.
Looking at the wounded soldier who was looking better and whose forearm was cut off, Zheng Xiong gave instructions.
"Next, you cut off the section of his severed arm that included the rotten flesh. This section can no longer be used. The doctors at the pharmacy should be familiar with how to deal with it. You follow suit. I don't want to see such a scene, so I will take the first step. "
"Also, don't stop the blood transfusion. If there is a lot of bleeding, loosen your fingers on the intestines and give him some transfusion. You can control the amount yourself. Don't make the civilian husband fall down. Take it easy."
Civilians have no human rights, no matter how you say it, I don’t feel the danger now, I’m just a little bit empty.
After hearing this, all the doctors nodded in agreement, not long after Zheng Xiong just walked out of the room.
The doctor in the room made preparations. He raised the knife and dropped it, simply and roughly. The long-term pain was worse than the short-term pain. Then he heard a scream. It seemed that the blood transfusion gave the wounded soldier a little more strength, and the voice was louder.
This scream made Zheng Xiong feel more confident. The doctors at the pharmacy also learned a lot from Zhang Peng and had many more surgical tools, so they should be somewhat confident.
Zheng Xiong didn't think much about it. Sometimes manpower is poor. As his disciples have said, just do your best and obey fate.
The screams in the camp gradually stopped, and strength was not constantly generated out of thin air. It would always be exhausted.
Zheng Xiong was counting the ants when he was suddenly interrupted by a figure appearing in front of him. It turned out to be a doctor from the pharmacy who had completed the operation and came closer.
"Thank you for your support. Fortunately, the surgery has been completed and the blood is no longer oozing."
"Well, just follow this method. Then you can continue. For those who are seriously injured, you can continue according to this method and perform operations."
"Yes, pick it up."
When the doctors who had just walked out of the ward heard Zheng Xiong's words, except for some who were not of adequate quality, they all looked eager to try.
The glowing expression as if seeing a beautiful woman made all the civilians feel panicked.
At this time, the man who walked out holding the wall looked pale, which made all the men even more frightened.
When the doctor walked up to the husband with a cup filled with blood drops and conducted a blood test, resistance was written all over his body.
Seeing this situation, Zheng Xiong summoned the clerk to run errands.
"Brother, please go get some chickens. Just enough intestines can be used. The remaining meat will be stewed here to replenish the bodies of these brothers."
"I guess they won't be able to work after the operation. Please ask Master Titiao for permission to exempt them from ~ um ~ ten days of hard labor and see if that works."
Having just observed the operation, the clerk was quite shocked. Thinking about the hundreds of people and about a hundred chickens lying here, this is not a big problem. Even if there are hundreds of civilians, it will not be a big deal.
"I'll collect it later. I'll go and report it now."
The clerk was running errands with the expectation of the civilian husband. After hearing what Zheng Xiong told the clerk, the civilian husband's resistance to drawing blood became less strong.
Laziness is human nature. In the past, we had no choice. Now we can still have a good meal, which is very satisfying. Ordinary people's requirements are not high.
"That's all I can get for you here. It's wartime now, so there's not much. But you don't have to worry about food and drink. I've made arrangements for you. Those who can give blood transfusions will be kept. Those who don't want to, I will No need to force it, just do it yourself.”
Compared with later generations, the conditions are similar. One is a one-time deal, and the other can make a living. The only difference is the certificate.
"Thank you for your support. I'm willing to do it. I'm just moving a brick to where it needs to be, but it's up to your command."
"Well, separate out a few of you and call some people over. By the way, do you have any health problems? We can't accept those with health problems here."
"Withdrawal, there is absolutely no problem. We just eat with this body. If there is something wrong, we can't do it. Don't worry."
Looking at the muscles on his body, although they were thin and malnourished, they were still muscles. It was no problem to hit him twice, Zheng Xiong felt relieved.
"Also, don't be too old."
(End of chapter)
