As soon as she entered the room, Li Li noticed a rotten smell.
As a doctor, this smell made her immediately frown.
The house is small, the bed is in the corner, and the light is dim even during the day.
Bulma's grandfather, named Haji, was lying on a small bed in the corner. Even on a hot day, he was covered with a dirty quilt and moaned from time to time.
Bulma led Li Li to the window and lifted the quilt.
The rancid smell became stronger.
Li Li put on her mask and carefully squatted down in front of the bed.
She noticed that about two inches above the ankle of Haji's right calf, there was a rag wrapped around it that was completely unhygienic. There was wet mucus oozing out of it, and she didn't know what kind of medicine it was on.
Quickly putting on gloves, Li Li opened the medical kit, took out a pair of scissors, and cut the strip of cloth.
This is where the rancid odor spreads.
In fact, without looking carefully, Li Li knew that the wound was infected and suppurating, and the situation was probably quite serious.
When the strip of cloth was cut open, a thick layer of black and sticky stuff like sesame paste was revealed on the leg. It could be seen from the degree of swelling that the wound had rotted.
"Xiaoqian, go see if the patient has a fever now and take his temperature."
As Li Li spoke, she took out hydrogen peroxide, active iodine and saline and cleaned the wound alternately.
Li Li probably thought the black thing was the witch doctor's medicine, but she wasn't interested in knowing the specific substance.
Now we have to debridement and see how the wound is doing.
"Interpreter Wang, ask the child how his grandfather got injured."
Translator Wang quickly asked Bulma on the side.
Bulma explained the reason for his injury.
Bulma's grandfather Haji went hunting on the nearby grassland a few days ago. For people like them, it was a source of meat.
But Haji seemed to have bad luck that day. He stepped on a trap set by others and was shot through the calf by an arrow.
It was a simple small trap that was triggered by a rope. There was a launching device hidden next to it, which could shoot out a wooden arrow with a rope on it. If it hit a small animal, it would be nailed to the animal until it died.
Shooting into a person is generally not fatal, but can cause trauma.
Haji reluctantly cut off the arrowhead and pulled out the arrow body. After returning to the village, he picked some plant leaves by the roadside, mashed them and applied them to the wound.
In the past, most of the villagers here took care of their injuries themselves, and Haji was no exception this time. But luck did not favor him, and the wound did not heal, and became more serious the next day.
So Bulma went to the priest to ask for medicine, and exchanged 100 cefa for two sets of medicine, which he applied to the wound according to the witch doctor's instructions.
Unexpectedly, on the third day, not only did the wound not improve, but Haji started to have a fever.
So Bulma no longer believed the priest's words, but he didn't have enough money to take his grandfather to the hospital, so he could only watch over his grandfather. It was already the seventh day, and the situation looked serious. Fortunately, he met Li Zheng They went to the village for medical rounds.
Now Haji's wound has rotted open. The arrow hole was originally small, but now it is so rotten that the bones are visible. The windows are all swollen and rotten, and there is gangrene the size of a teacup.
"High fever 39.5 degrees."
Shao Xiaoqian took her temperature and reported it to Li Li.
"No, the sanitary conditions here are not good. We need to take him to our medical point for emergency treatment. If his situation is not dealt with, his life may be in danger." Li Li is a female military doctor with a straightforward style. He held his hand and said to Shen Jun: "Platoon Commander Shen, ask your soldiers to come over and send someone to carry him back to the medical point. I want to perform a simple debridement surgery."
"Li Zheng!"
Shen Jun walked out of the door and greeted Li Zheng.
"come over."
Li Zhengxiao ran over, walked in the door and looked at the bed, and was shocked.
That rotten wound is very scary.
"Carry him on your back and go to the entrance of the village. Hurry." Li Li picked up the medical kit and went out without saying a word.
The priest outside was still sifting chaff. Li Li glanced at him and shook her head.
Bulma probably knew that the matter was very serious and that his grandfather's situation was very urgent. Seeing Li Zheng carrying his grandfather on his back, he followed Li Zheng to the entrance of the village.
There is a temporary operating table in the temporary tent.
Surgery like debridement is not difficult, but it cannot be done in the small house just now. The sanitary conditions are poor and sterility cannot be guaranteed.
Haji was sent in, the tent curtain was pulled up, and Bulma was anxious outside.
Li Zheng comforted him: "Hey, little guy, don't panic, I guarantee your grandpa will be fine. You have to trust our doctor, she is this -"
After saying that, he gave a thumbs up and gestured.
Bulma smiled.
Then he started to say thank you, thank you, thank you to Li Zheng...
Li Zheng saw that Bulma had not seen him for a few days and seemed to have lost weight, so he asked him if he had eaten anything.
He thought to himself that the child had not been doing small business near the camp for a few days, and he did not know whether he could make a living.
Bulma touched her belly and shook her head awkwardly.
The few packages of food for individual soldiers just now had been placed at home by Bulma, so Li Zheng went to get a piece of food from Fatty Wei and a bottle of mineral water. He came over and handed it to Bulma, teaching him to tear open the food package and eat it. Beef breasts and energy bars inside.
Seeing Bulma devouring the food, Shao Xiaoqian next to her couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes and said, "Looking at him like this, you don't even know he hasn't had enough to eat in a few days."
Li Zheng sighed in his heart, giving a few bags of food was just a relief, and relief could not save the poor.
In fact, the only thing that can get rid of poverty is education.
Apart from anything else, didn't that fat man Hamfata just study for a few more years and have a flexible mind, so that he can make a living in J City?
Thinking about children like Boomer, they are quite smart, they know some French and English, and they are all self-taught for their livelihood. If they have the opportunity to receive education, they may be able to change their lives in the future.
If he continues to go to the peacekeeping camp every day to buy some chewing gum and CDs, go to the city to find casual workers, or pick up garbage, he will still have no hope in the future when he grows up, and the next generation may be the same.
This is poverty and the solidification of class.
So Li Zheng started talking to Bulma while he was eating and asked him why he stopped studying.
Bulma said that he had studied, but only for a year. His father died during the war and his mother ran away. He had to support himself and take care of his grandfather, so he couldn't go up, not to mention he had no money.
Reading is a luxury for poor children here.
Li Zheng felt uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.
All happy families are alike, and every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
Shao Xiaoqian said: "Do you think we can help him with his studies? I can pay for his tuition."
Li Zheng said: "I guess we need to ask our superiors for instructions on this matter. We can't be in charge."
Shao Xiaoqian said: "I'll go to Commander Xia and tell him, it should be OK."
Li Zheng's heart moved.
He knew that if Shao Xiaoqian went to tell her, there would definitely be something interesting.
Bulma has saved everyone's lives. It is better to give him education than to give him food. It is better to teach people how to fish than to give him fish. This is the essence of help.
"Okay, then I'll leave this to you."
"Don't worry, I will definitely handle it for you." Shao Xiaoqian said, "Besides, this is a good thing, not a bad thing. I don't think Commander Xia will disagree."
The matter was finalized, and Li Zheng was full of expectations.
Haji's surgery was completed quickly.
Li Li thought that it would be best for Haji to stay in the Chinese secondary hospital in J City for a few days. After all, the wound had been treated, but antibiotics were still needed to reduce inflammation, and dressings and cleaning had to be changed every day, and he stayed in the village. Hygiene alone cannot do this.
Bulma heard that grandpa was going to the hospital, but he didn't say anything for a long time.
After asking several times, he didn't say anything, neither agreed nor disagreed.
Finally, he put his hand into his pocket, touched it, and finally took out a banknote and handed it over.
"Is this money...enough?"
It was a 500-franc note.
He looked at Li Li timidly, which really broke Li Li's heart.
Li Zheng also felt uncomfortable.
500 francs, which is just over five yuan in RMB.
But Li Zheng knew that this might be the money Bulma usually used to purchase goods.
Judging from how hungry he was just now, he probably hadn't eaten enough in the past few days.
He would rather go hungry than spend this money, which shows how important it is to him.
Li Li said softly: "There is no charge for treatment in our hospital. You can also go there and take care of your grandpa."
"Really...don't want money?"
Bulma couldn't believe her ears.
These yellow-skinned blue hats actually said they don’t need money to help their grandfather treat his illness?
The witch doctor in the village even charged him 100 cefa!
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