"panda?"
Dr. Wu pushed up his glasses with surprise on his face and stared straight at the red panda in the bamboo basket.
Immediately afterwards, Dr. Wu's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly took Li Shiqiang's hand and walked into the room: "Er baby, you can't hit this thing! If you are seen, you will be sent to the commune to be criticized, and you will even be imprisoned. "
Seeing Dr. Wu's anxious expression, Li Shiqiang hurriedly shook his arm and said with a smile: "What the hell, I didn't hit the panda. I saw an injured panda in the mountains, and I told him to bring it down for you to treat."
Look at that panda's chest. It was bitten by a group of blackheads. "
After hearing what Li Shiqiang said, Dr. Wu finally recovered, but he still asked again with some uncertainty: "You really didn't hit the panda?"
"I really didn't hit it! Take a look at its wound. It moved a little when I carried it down, but now it doesn't move at all."
With Li Shiqiang's repeated assurances, Dr. Wu finally reluctantly believed it.
When he saw the injury on the panda's chest, he nodded and said, "It certainly doesn't look like he was hit by a gun."
Li Shiqiang urged anxiously: "Doctor Wu, don't worry about whether I was the one who inflicted the injury. Let's check the wound quickly!"
Unexpectedly, Dr. Wu couldn't help rolling his eyes at him after hearing what he said.
"I treat people and give medicine, not animals. How do I know how to treat its wound?"
Li Shiqiang was a little dumbfounded when he heard this.
The level of medical care these days is indeed not that good. It is not like the kind in later generations where patients were examined with large instruments and then sent to the operating table to be cured with just a few cuts.
Not to mention the current medical level in rural areas.
They are basically barefoot doctors with half a bucket of water.
Dr. Wu was not a serious doctor. He just studied for a few more years and knew more words. He happened to marry the daughter of the last barefoot doctor in their village. He studied with the medical books and prescriptions left behind, and then I went to the commune health center several times for training.
In the medical kit he carried with him, there were only a stethoscope, a thermometer, a set of syringes, some penicillin shots, painkillers, and finally a small box of aspirin.
"what is it now?"
Li Shiqiang looked at the red panda that was getting quieter and quieter, and felt a little sad in his heart.
"How about sending it to the commune? It's just a panda anyway."
In Dr. Wu's opinion, the panda is just a wild animal in the mountains. If you can save it, just save it. If you can't, forget it.
Li Shiqiang shook his head, tilted his head and asked, "Doctor Wu, do you know how to sew?"
It takes at least half a day to get to the commune. By the time we get there, the red panda is probably almost cold.
"needle?"
Doctor Wu was stunned and said inexplicably: "I am a grown man, how can I do that!"
Li Shiqiang gritted his teeth and asked again: "Do you have that kind of pin at home?"
After hearing this, Dr. Wu quickly turned to face the room and shouted: "Xiangxiang, bring the pin from your mother's shoe!"
"Get some more thread, your kerosene lamp, and boil a pot of hot water!"
After Li Shiqiang shouted, Dr. Wu quickly looked at him and asked, "Er baby, what do you want to do?"
Li Shiqiang lowered his head and glanced at the five or six-inch long wound on the red panda's chest, and said nervously: "Of course I'll sew up the wound for it!"
He had no medical knowledge at all. He had only undergone some minor surgeries in his previous life, and he lay on the operating table and watched the doctor give him stitches.
There is no way to save the little panda now. He can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Doctor Wu was shocked when he heard what he said, and he quickly tried to persuade him: "Are you really going to do it? Are you afraid that it will kill you, and then the higher-ups will cause trouble for you?"
Hearing this, Li Shiqiang's heart couldn't help but tremble.
This is not unreasonable. People nowadays generally look at things based on the results. No matter what your good intentions are, as long as the panda dies in Li Shiqiang's hands, he will not be able to escape his involvement.
Even if you say less, you have to send them to the commune for criticism.
And it was also known that he took the panda down the mountain.
Once the panda dies in his hands, someone will definitely report it to the commune.
After all, the Li family is building a big house now, and many people in the village are jealous.
"Old man, Brother Qiang, the things have been brought, and the water in the pot is boiling!"
When Dr. Wu's thirteen-year-old daughter Xiangxiang came over with something, Li Shiqiang finally made up his mind.
"Since it has been brought down, let's treat it."
As early as when he decided to take the red panda down the mountain, he had already thought about saving it.
The matter has come to an end at this time, so why hesitate?
"Give me the stuff!"
After Li Shiqiang took the pin from Xiangxiang's hand, he lit a kerosene lamp and burned the needle.
"Okay, Erwa. Don't worry, if anything happens, I will definitely guarantee you."
Doctor Wu watched Li Shiqiang take action, and his duty as a doctor also ignited in his heart.
He turned to look at his daughter and ordered again: "Xiangxiang, bring the bottle of yellow worm powder from the top of the room."
"I want it."
Xiangxiang looked at the injured panda and guessed something, so she quickly ran into the house to get medicine.
At this time, Li Shiqiang had already burned the needle and strung the thread.
He raised the needle, glanced at Doctor Wu next to him, and then plunged it directly into the little guy's fur.
"babble...."
Vaguely, Li Shiqiang seemed to hear the little guy's cry.
But at this time, he couldn't care less. He didn't dare to stop the movements of his hands, and slowly and cautiously sewed up the little guy's wound.
At this time, Dr. Wu on the side also held a medicine bottle with something in it, sprinkled some khaki powder on the wound, and then quickly pulled some gauze and applied it to the wound.
Li Shiqiang was worried that the gauze would fall off, so he found some more wool and tied the gauze to the little guy's body.
After finishing all this, he rubbed the little guy's fleshy head and said: "Little guy, you have to work harder, don't die. Otherwise, you won't be able to enjoy the treatment in the future."
He has done everything he can, and the rest is up to him.
If he can survive, he might be able to enjoy the title and treatment of a national treasure in the future.
"Easy..."
Not long after Li Shiqiang finished speaking, he clearly heard the little guy snoring.
Doctor Wu on the side immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's still alive, it depends on whether it can survive these few days."
Li Shiqiang nodded and asked Dr. Wu again to put the little guy in the bamboo basket.
"Doctor Wu, how much does this medicine cost? I didn't bring any money today. I'll bring it to you next time."
"What's the money for the medicine? I didn't do anything to help you today. You were the one who cured it."
Doctor Wu waved his hand nonchalantly and then said, "Are you going to take it to the roof?"
Li Shiqiang said helplessly: "Besides taking it home, there is no other place to go."
Doctor Wu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go to your house tomorrow to have a look."
