Xie Jinyuan: "Why aren't you awake yet?"
Zhu Shengzhong: "Pinch people in the middle, pinch people in the middle!"
Zhao Beishan: "Can you wake someone up by pinching them?"
Military doctor: "Don't hang around here, let me bleed some blood for the regiment."
Zhao Beishan said angrily: "Bloodletting? Are you crazy?"
Military doctor: "This bloodletting is different from that one. Tuanzuo is too hot. If we don't put some blood on his forehead, he will burn to death."
Zhao Beishan said anxiously: "Why don't you hurry up?"
"Hey, hey, let me hurry up."
The military doctor took out a bloodletting needle and pricked Duan Wu on his forehead.
A black-red blood bead gushed out all of a sudden.
The military doctor wiped it with a blood-stained hand towel.
"Use this from me."
Zhao Beishan threw the broken handkerchief aside and gave his own white handkerchief embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water to the military doctor.
The military doctor looked at the duck-like embroidery on the handkerchief. He was stunned for a moment, and then reminded: "Sir, I'm afraid it won't be able to wash out the blood after wiping it."
"What nonsense?"
Zhao Beishan said angrily, the military doctor could only wipe it with a handkerchief.
After being stabbed more than a dozen times, the handkerchief was stained with blood.
Zhao Beishan smacked his lips, feeling a little hurt, because that was the handkerchief Xiaofang gave him. He has never been willing to use it.
But at this time, I can't worry about so much anymore, save people first.
"Well!"
Finally, Duanwu woke up when the military doctor gave the last injection. Seeing the bloodletting needle in the hand of the military doctor, Duan Wu said in surprise: "Why did you stab me?"
"Tuanzu, you have a high fever. I am bleeding you to reduce the fever! Hehehehe!"
The military doctor smiled obscenely, but Duanwu felt that the other party had evil intentions. Warning: "When I am sleeping again, you are not allowed to stab me with this thing, otherwise military law will be imposed!"
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The military doctor was speechless and was about to explain, but he was suddenly pushed aside by a group of people.
Xie Jinyuan: "Brother Duanwu, are you awake?"
Zhao Beishan: "Brother Duanwu, how are you?"
Shangguan Zhibiao: "Team seat? Are you feeling better?"
"Tuanzuo, Tuanzuo, what do you think this is?"
Zhu Shengzhong also waved two fingers in front of the Dragon Boat Festival and asked what it was.
"Get out!"
Duanwu opened Zhu Shengzhong's hand and said impatiently: "I'm just going to take a nap. Look, you are all nervous. Those who don't know think I'm dead? What are you supposed to do? Why go?"
Get up at Dragon Boat Festival and go upstairs two steps at a time.
Xie Jinyuan, Zhao Beishan and others looked confused and messy in the wind. Then he scolded the military doctor: "What the hell did you do? The leader is sleeping, and you, the old boy, say he is sick?"
"That's right, you old boy is just a quack."
"I'm so thankful I'm alive."
"I know, this old boy was a veterinarian before."
"Fire this old boy, we don't want him anymore!"
"Yes, yes, he is not good at fighting, but eating comes first."
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The soldiers followed Zhao Beishan and ran against the old military doctor.
"What, a veterinarian is not a doctor anymore?"
The military doctor said dissatisfied, because he was the only military doctor in the entire independent regiment. Everyone has to go to him for medical treatment.
He had been busy all afternoon, and before he even took a bite of his meal, he was called a quack or a veterinarian. This little old man in his fifties was about to get mad.
But when he gets mad, he still gets mad, and he has to treat the soldiers' illnesses.
One second, he wanted to give up, but the next second the soldier shouted and was there immediately.
This is the old military doctor, an old soldier who devotes himself silently and is ridiculed by the soldiers.
He knew that the soldiers had no ill intentions, they were just using this method to relieve their own pain.
painkiller?
Don't think about it, I'll give you some liquor and that will stop the pain. If I give you some Sichuan peppercorns, you won't even need anesthetic.
So sometimes, regular doctors really can't see the illnesses of these soldiers.
Want medication?
No!
There were too many people injured, the consumption was too great, and the logistics were not guaranteed.
Therefore, this medicine can only be used on seriously wounded people.
Why didn’t I take penicillin during the Dragon Boat Festival? It's because there is too little medicine. Gotta use it sparingly.
But if you save money, can you save money on living? More than 20 seriously wounded people received one injection each, and a box of penicillin was gone.
Can it be used for lightly wounded people?
If not used, minor injuries can turn into serious injuries.
During the Anti-Japanese War, why did Chinese soldiers suffer so many casualties?
First, the Japanese army's weapons and equipment are superior to ours, and its combat quality is superior to ours.
The second is that our army lacks necessary medical drugs. Moreover, logistical supplies are not guaranteed.
For example, the Sihang Warehouse, with its original medicine reserves, supported the independent regiment for a day of fighting. The medicines were in short supply the next day.
Even though Xie Jinyuan also brought some medicine, it only lasted a little more than two days.
There are dozens more wounded soldiers today. If there were not doctors among the laborers, I am afraid that none of the wounded soldiers today would have any medicine.
What to do if there is no medicine?
It's not possible to stay upright. Only this old veterinarian has a way to save the lives of the soldiers. He could always find some native ways to treat the soldiers.
So when the soldiers teased the old military doctor and wanted to fire him, they were all joking. During the war, they risked their own lives to protect the only old veterinarian in the regiment.
The old military doctor also understands that these children have consciences. If he doesn't save them, who will?
However, his abilities are limited and the medicine he carries is also limited. Every night, I often wake up crying.
Because there is no medicine!
Sometimes, he could only watch as the soldiers left him because there was no medical treatment.
"Veterinarian, come here quickly, this brother is dying and started vomiting blood again."
"coming!"
The old military doctor ran over carrying his light medicine box.
The medicine box is almost empty, but there are still many soldiers who have not used medicine.
His heart ached like a knife, but there was nothing he could do.
Looking at the soldier vomiting blood in front of him, the old military doctor thrust the old and rusty stethoscope into the soldier's arms.
Although the soldier was weak, he still had a heartbeat.
When he opened his bloodstained coat, he saw a bandage soaked in blood.
The soldier's lungs were penetrated by bullets from the Japs' Type 38 rifle.
The bleeding stopped at that time, but due to the lack of anti-inflammatory drugs, the soldier endured for two days.
With symptoms of infection, the old military doctor quickly opened his medicine box.
At the bottom of the medicine box, there was still the last penicillin.
The old military doctor picked up the medicine, thought about it, and finally decided to give it to the injured soldier.
However, just as he was about to unscrew the bottle, a bloody hand grabbed the old military doctor's arm.
The soldier opened his mouth, but his voice was quieter than a mosquito.
The old military doctor put his ear to it, and the soldier said intermittently: "It's useless, leave the medicine, medicine,... for those who can live, survive... "
