Zheng Xiong left, waving his hands not to take away a single cloud. Li Si looked at the man's back, cheered up, and said to the doctors.
"You have heard what Ti Ling said, this is the last batch, everyone, please work hard."
It seems that something has been said, but it seems that nothing has been said. This method is a bit tasteless, tasteless, and a pity to discard. I still have some experience.
Some disappointed doctors turned back to deal with wounded soldiers and were good at setting bones. What they wanted was that Zheng Xiong had a refreshing and breakthrough idea, but unfortunately Zheng Xiong didn't.
As early as the 16th century BC, there are descriptions of fractures in the oracle bone inscriptions of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. At that time, we already knew how to use the location of organs to name diseases, including disease names such as elbow disease, hand disease, shin disease, and toe disease.
There are special records of orthopedics in all dynasties.
In the Song Dynasty, the Imperial Medical Bureau established the "Department of Sores, Swellings and Ulcers", and the Department of Traumatology and Orthopedics was reestablished.
At that time, doctors specializing in bone setting were spread all over urban and rural areas, and bone setting hospitals also appeared one after another.
Characteristics of the treatment of fractures in the Song Dynasty: First, local treatment was popular, with medicines boiled in water, rinses, plasters, and massage treatments.
Second, it is believed that bone repair requires supplementation of bone substances, so animal bones are widely used orally to treat fractures.
The bone-setting calligraphy of traditional Chinese medicine, whether Chinese or Western, is a timeless technology. Traditional Chinese medicine advocates the combination of movement and stillness, while Western medicine emphasizes absolute stillness.
To put it simply, the main purpose of nailing a steel plate is to quickly clean up internal bleeding, but the bone setting technique of traditional Chinese medicine is no less effective, but the effect is slower.
All the doctors here know how to do it, but some are not very proficient in it. You look at me, I look at you.
"Whether you can do it or not, I'm the one who's better."
"Anyone can do it, why don't we take turns!"
"Yes, this is just the right time to rest."
Working in pairs, the two doctors in the middle went to other people's rooms to ask for help when they couldn't figure it out.
There is no order of learning, the master is the teacher.
The advantage of joining the army is that I can discuss technical issues with other doctors.
It was another day of intense surgery to heal nearly a thousand wounded soldiers with broken bones and tendons.
The one that is extremely fast can be done in a few minutes, and the one that is very slow may not be able to be done in a few hours. It takes a lot of experience, but some doctors can do it with ease.
Only if you are familiar with it.
Seeing that no more wounded soldiers were brought in, the doctors breathed a sigh of relief. Some of them slumped up or fell into the room, startling those around them.
It wasn't until he checked his breathing that he found his breathing was steady and his pulse was normal, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Doctors are not gods. They originally held back a breath, but when the breath is released, people naturally and instinctively want to rest as soon as they relax.
Looking at the sleeping doctor sleeping soundly, although he knew it was not the time to sleep, he couldn't stop feeling sleepy, and then they fell into sleep together.
In the military camp, apart from the wailing sounds that came from time to time, there were also the snores coming from various doctors.
Li Si was about to gather the doctors and go back to rest, but found that there were not many doctors accompanying him. When he broke in and took a look, he found that he was sleeping.
After finally waking up one of them, he fell into sleep before he could say a few words. He had no choice but to ask Zheng Xiong for instructions.
"Ti Ling, the doctors have been too tired these days. Now that there are no injured soldiers, they have all fallen asleep. It will not help to forcefully wake them up. They will fall asleep again soon. I have no choice but to ask Ti Ling how to do it. Act.”
"This is not a good place to sleep. Go and call some peasants over. Those who can't wake them up will carry them back and put on cleaner clothes."
"Tip, is this necessary?"
Zheng Xiong glanced sideways at Li Si.
"Just do as I'm told. Why don't you find that you smell terrible despite all the nonsense?"
Li Si sniffed his clothes, and then said awkwardly.
"Indeed, they are all rotten. I haven't had time to change my clothes in the past few days. I fell asleep when I got back. But if you change your clothes, don't you have to change them again when you take a shower the next day?"
"Just change it. Why, do you have any objections?"
"Um, I have no objection, I will follow Ti Ling's instructions."
"Hurry up. I'm going back first. You ask Deputy Yang to lead a few people on duty. He shouldn't be tired. That's all."
"yes."
Li Si was qualified as a doctor, but the medical officer was a little short of qualifications. With Zheng Xiong's order, Li Si explained the situation to Yang Yitian.
"Deputy Leader Yang, the leader just said that you should bring a few people on duty. I want to arrange for the doctors to go back to rest. I have already said that, so I will leave first."
What a good Zheng Xiong, if you don’t want to die, can’t you let yourself experience a leisurely life?
It's a pity that the deputy is the deputy. The first level of officialdom is crushing to death. Zheng Xiong is not comparable to ordinary officials, so he can only suffer.
If you can't resist, just lie down with the correct posture, it might not be considered as enjoyment.
At three o'clock in the morning, Zheng Xiong got up and took a shower. All the doctors who had already woken up early and heard that Zheng Xiong had no other instructions went to sleep. Some of them who couldn't sleep visited each other, took a bath, and went back to their nests to continue sleeping.
It wasn't until Zheng Xiong ordered people to start calling the door that he hurriedly walked out of the room, finished lunch, and followed Zheng Xiong to the military camp.
Li Si was drowsy with his eyes drooped. When he saw Zheng Xiong coming, he cheered up a little, saluted Zheng Xiong, and said with tears in his eyes.
"Ti Ling, you are finally here. If you don't come, I will hardly be able to hold on to this body."
"You've worked hard, Deputy Yang. I'm here. You go back and have a good rest. I'll take care of the rest."
Yang Yitian was lazy at night and didn't take much rest. He waited eagerly for Zheng Xiong to arrive in the early morning. By now, he was really too sleepy, so he hurriedly replied.
"Thank you for your hard work. I'm back. I'm going to say goodbye."
Afraid of Zheng Xiong's return, he quickly fled.
Zheng Xiong touched his nose and looked at Li Si.
"Is this officer that scary?"
"No, Ti Ling is very good. He has great literary talent, excellent vision, and he speaks well. I want to follow Ti Ling all the time and listen to Ti Ling's teachings."
Li Si's sudden enlightenment made Zheng Xiong feel better, and he said with a smile.
"It's not as good as you said, it's still a little bit worse. It's okay for us to think so, otherwise talents like me will eventually make others jealous, and it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I'm from Xianguan Province. It's too modest to mention it."
"Um."
The doctors were just about to sincerely agree, but Zheng Xiong started his ward rounds and hurriedly followed Zheng Xiong's footsteps.
The wounded soldiers in the camp were startled when they saw the crowded group of people, and there were many doctors who could not get in. They looked miserable and asked weakly to the leader Zheng Xiong.
"My lord, is this little one hopeless?"
"no."
"Did the little one commit something? This little one was wronged!"
"Nothing, I just came to see how you are doing, don't think too much."
The wounded soldier breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then returned to his sickly appearance.
"Thank you for your concern, sir. My little one feels much better in the past two days. He even drank some porridge in the morning."
"Well, that's alright, you have a good rest."
(End of chapter)
