1986: Old Stories in Northeast China

Chen Tiezhu was extremely anxious. He didn't need to think too much. It must be that the second master had sneaked up the mountain to meet that group of people.

He had repeatedly warned and warned the old man, but why didn't he listen?

When he arrived at the second master's house, some villagers had gathered there.

Da Huang lay on the ground weakly, and his body was covered with blood.

The second master looked even worse. There was an arrow in his left arm and back, and the humerus of his right arm was particularly bent.

Judging from his experience, this was a fracture.

This was an old man in his seventies. How could he withstand such a torment?

"Tie, Tiezhu, this group of people..., black." The second master, who was supported on the chair, said with all his strength.

"Don't talk for now. Let me check the wound first." Chen Tiezhu said.

"Erluzi, when did you start making trouble? Someone has already called Doctor Wang."

"Isn't Uncle Jianguo at your house? Why hasn't he come yet? We have to make a decision."

"Tiezhu, what are you doing? Don't dare to move."

...

Seeing Chen Tiezhu start to take action after he finished speaking, the surrounding villagers spoke worriedly.

"Shut up, all of you." Chen Tiezhu shouted.

This shout was loud, and Han Xiuying and He Jianguo, who had just rushed over, heard it clearly.

"Second Master, you are too disobedient. I told you so many times, but you didn't listen." Chen Tiezhu looked at the Second Master and said.

"I don't want you to take risks, you..., you have to take Doudou and live... live a good life." The Second Master smiled with difficulty, and if he was not close, he couldn't hear the words at all.

"Second Master, do you believe me? Let me take a look at the injury first?" Chen Tiezhu said in a gentle voice.

The second master nodded slightly. This was the only action he could do now. He was too seriously injured.

"Yingzi, go to the village with Uncle Jianguo to call the county hospital." Chen Tiezhu said to Han Xiuying who ran into the house.

"I don't care what method you use, you must use the fastest and most stable car to send the second master to the county hospital. Splint, tourniquet, at least two bags of blood, you will understand if you tell them."

"Uh..., OK."

Han Xiuying, who was stunned for a moment, quickly responded and then ran out.

He Jianguo was half a beat slower and followed.

"Second Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Doudou saw the second master like this, and hurriedly ran to his side and asked pitifully.

The second master looked at Doudou and wanted to raise his hand to touch her little face, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

"Doudou, be good, stay by the side. Second Grandpa is fine, Dad has to treat Second Grandpa's injury." Chen Tiezhu smiled and comforted his daughter.

"Yeah."

Although the little guy responded obediently, his eyes were red and tears were falling.

Seeing Doudou's appearance, several people in the room followed suit and wiped their tears.

Although Erye didn't usually interact with people in the village, which family had not received Erye's favor?

"I was a little anxious just now, now listen to me." Chen Tiezhu said in a deep voice.

"Go and call Doctor Wang, and ask him to bring a few more bags of saline, gauze, and those instruments and materials for debridement. Two people help me support Erye, and help me find the scissors."

Although his mind was a little confused, he knew that he couldn't be confused now. Now Erye's life was hanging by a thread, and he had to find out the real injury.

Although they didn't know what he was going to do, the other villagers also started to take care of it.

Taking the scissors, Chen Tiezhu carefully cut open all the clothes on Erye's body.

Seeing the appearance of Erye's back, many people turned their heads away.

Just now, he was wearing a cotton jacket, so he couldn't see clearly. Now he could see clearly that there were still many blood holes on Erye's back, which were caused by gun sand.

However, what Chen Tiezhu was most concerned about was the fracture of Erye's right humerus. Although it was not an open fracture, the color of his arm was a little wrong.

This was due to compartment syndrome caused by the fracture. If it was not treated quickly, not to mention Erye's arm, his life would be in danger.

On the contrary, the two arrow wounds were the lightest for Erye now.

"What happened to Erye?"

At this time, the village barefoot doctor, Dr. Wang, rushed over with a medicine box on his back.

"Uncle San, please take a look at Erye, he's badly injured."

"Brother San, can you help me? Erye doesn't look well."

"The right arm has changed color, please take a look."

...

Seeing Doctor Wang, everyone felt more confident.

Chen Tiezhu had just frightened everyone. Although Doctor Wang was a barefoot doctor, he was a real doctor.

"Oh my God, how could he be injured like this?? What should I do, what should I do..."

Seeing the injuries on Erye's body, Doctor Wang was completely frightened.

"Give Erye a drip first. He has lost too much blood. If you can't give him a blood transfusion, use saline first." Chen Tiezhu, who was carefully checking Erye's fracture, said.

"Oh, give him a drip, give him a drip..."

Doctor Wang muttered to himself and began to look through the medicine box.

But for him now, he was really confused. Erye had lost too much blood, and his blood vessels were a little deflated. His hands were still shaking, and he didn't get the needle in after three attempts.

"Help me find a knife that is not often used, and then disinfect it carefully with alcohol." Chen Tiezhu took the needle from him.

Pinching Erye's wrist with his left hand, he patted the back of Erye's hand twice with the back of his right hand. He turned his palm over, pushed the needle in his hand, and stabbed it directly in.

"You, hold the drip bottle on the side. "

After adjusting the drip rate, Chen Tiezhu stuffed the drip bottle into the hands of the person next to him.

With just this one move, everyone in the room was stunned.

"Doctor Wang, don't be stunned, quickly find the tools that can be used for surgery and disinfect them first."

Seeing that Doctor Wang was also a little stunned, Chen Tiezhu hurriedly urged him.

"Oh, yes, we have to operate, we have to operate..., what the hell? Operation?"

Doctor Wang, who was muttering, suddenly became uncalm and his voice became much higher.

The worried villagers on the side now heard it clearly, and they all looked at Chen Tiezhu with horror.

Why do we have to operate?

If Erye is not injured by then, will he be pulled to death by Erlu?

"See that Erye's right arm has changed color, right? It's because of the bruises caused by the fracture. If it is not released, the whole arm will be necrotic. "Chen Tiezhu said patiently.

"Doctor Wang, you should know about this. If you don't handle it well, your life may be in danger. Let the blood out, and the person can be saved."

"Uh..., right? How about sending him to the town?"

Doctor Wang replied in a daze.

It was because he was really panicking now.

He was just a barefoot doctor in a village, how could he have experienced such a scene.

"It's too late. Hurry up and find a knife for me, burn it with fire first, and then wipe it with alcohol." Chen Tiezhu shouted again.

Doctor Wang's hands trembled with fear, and he hurried to look for it.