Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 391

As soon as he entered the room, Li Li asked about a rancid smell.

As a doctor, this smell made her immediately frown.

The house is very small, the bed is in the corner, even in the daytime, the light is still dim.

Boulma's grandfather is called Haji, and he is lying on the small bed in the corner at this time. Even in the hot weather, his body is covered with a dirty quilt, moaning from time to time.

Boomer led Li Li to the window and lifted the quilt.

The rancid smell intensified.

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, a rag that was completely unsanitary was wrapped around it. There was wet mucus oozing from it, and she didn't know what medicine was applied to it.

Putting on the gloves quickly, Li Li opened the medical box, took out a pair of scissors, and cut the cloth strips.

The rancidity spreads from here.

In fact, there is no need to look carefully, Li Li knew that the wound was infected and suppurated, and the situation was probably quite serious.

When the cloth strips were cut, a thick layer of black, sticky stuff like sesame paste was revealed, which was pasted on the legs. From the degree of swelling, it could be seen that the wound had rotted.

"Xiaoqian, go and see if the patient has a fever now, and take his temperature."

As Li Li said, she took out hydrogen peroxide, vital iodine and normal saline, and washed the wound alternately.

The black thing, Li Li, probably was the witch doctor's medicine, but she wasn't interested in knowing what it was.

Now have to debride and see how the wound is doing.

"Translator Wang, ask the child how his grandfather got hurt."

Translator Wang hurriedly asked Buma beside him.

Boulma explained the reason of the injury in detail.

Buma's grandfather Haji went hunting in the nearby grasslands a few days ago. For people like them, that is a source of meat.

However, Haji seemed to have bad luck that day. He stepped on a trap set up by others and was shot through his calf by an arrow.

It is a simple small trap, triggered by a rope, and there is a launcher hidden beside it, which can shoot a wooden arrow with a rope on it, and if it hits a small animal, it will be nailed to the animal until it dies.

Shots on people are generally not fatal, just traumatic.

Haji reluctantly chopped off the arrow and pulled out the arrow body. After returning to the village, he picked some plant leaves on the side of the road and mashed them to apply on the wound.

In the past, most of the villagers here were injured by themselves, and Haji was no exception this time, but the god of luck did not favor him, and the wound did not heal, and it became more serious the next day.

So Buma went to the priest to ask for medicine, exchanged 100 sifa for two medicines, and applied them to the wound according to the witch doctor's instructions.

Unexpectedly, on the third day, not only did the wound not heal, Haji started to have a fever.

So Boulma no longer believed in the words of the priest, but he didn't have enough money to take his grandfather to the hospital, so he could only watch over his grandfather by himself. It was already the seventh day, and the situation seemed serious. They went down to the village for inspection.

Now Haji's wound has rotted open. The arrow hole was originally small, but now it is so rotten that the bone can be seen deep. The windows are all swollen and rotted, with gangrene the size of a teacup.

"High fever of 39.5 degrees."

Shao Xiaoqian took her temperature and reported to Li Li.

"No, the hygienic conditions here are not good. We have to take him to our medical point for emergency treatment. If he doesn't deal with this situation, he may even die." Li Li is a straightforward female military doctor. Hand, said to Shen Jun: "Platoon Leader Shen, let your soldiers come over, and send someone to carry him back to the medical point. I will do a simple debridement operation."

"Li Zheng!"

Shen Jun walked out of the door and greeted Li Zheng.

"come over."

Li Zheng trotted over, entered the door and went to the bedside to take a look, he was also startled.

The rotting wound was horrible.

"Carry him on your back and go to the entrance of the village, hurry up." 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 his head.

Boulma probably also knew that the matter was very serious, and her grandfather's situation was very urgent. Seeing Li Zheng carrying his grandfather on his back, she followed Li Zheng to the entrance of the village.

There is a makeshift operating table inside the makeshift tent.

The operation of debridement is not very difficult, but it is impossible to do it in the small house just now. The hygienic conditions are poor and sterility cannot be guaranteed.

Haji was sent in, the curtain of the tent was pulled up, and Bulma was walking around in a hurry outside.

Li Zheng comforted him: "Hey, don't panic, little guy, I guarantee your grandpa is fine, you have to trust our doctor, she is this—"

After finishing speaking, he gave a thumbs up and compared.

Boomer smiled.

Then I started to say thank you, thank you, thank you to Li Zheng...

Li Zheng saw that Boulma had lost weight since he hadn't seen him for a few days, so he asked him if he had eaten.

He wondered in his heart that the kid hadn't been doing small business near the camp for a few days, and he didn't know if he could make a living.

Boulma rubbed her belly and shook her head in embarrassment.

Buma had already left those packs of food for individual soldiers at home, so Li Zheng went to Fatty Wei to get some food and a bottle of mineral water. It contains beef jerky and energy bars.

Seeing Bulma gobbling it up, Shao Xiaoqian next to him couldn't help but wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Look at him like this, he doesn't know he hasn't eaten enough for a few days."

Li Zheng sighed in his heart, giving a few packets of food was just a rescue, and emergency rescue cannot save the poor.

In fact, the only thing that can get rid of poverty is education.

Among other things, isn't that fat man in Hamfata just studying for a few years and has a flexible mind, so he can make a living in J City?

A child like Boulma is very smart. He knows a little bit of French and English. He taught himself to make a living. If he has the opportunity to receive education, he may be able to change his life in the future.

If he continues to rely on going to the peacekeeping camp every day to buy some chewing gum and discs, go to the city to find some odd jobs, or rely on picking up garbage, there is still no hope when he grows up, and the next generation may be the same.

This is poverty and the solidification of class.

So Li Zheng chatted with Boulma while he was eating, and asked him why he didn't study anymore.

Buma said that he had studied, but only for one year. After his father died in the war, his mother also ran away. He had to support himself and take care of his grandfather, so he couldn't go to school, let alone have 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: "You said if we can help him study, I can pay his tuition."

Li Zheng said: "I guess we have to ask our superiors for instructions on this matter, we can't sit down."

Shao Xiaoqian said, "I'll talk to Commander Xia, it should be fine."

Li Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that Shao Xiaoqian must have something to say.

Boulma has saved everyone's life. It is better to help him learn than to give him food. It is better to teach him how to fish than to give him a fish. This is the essence of helping.

"Okay, then I'll leave this to you."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it for you." Shao Xiaoqian said, "Besides, it's a good thing, not a bad thing. I don't think Commander Xia will disagree."

When the matter was finalized, Li Zheng was full of expectations.

Haji's operation was quickly completed.

Li Li thinks that it is best for Haji to go to the Chinese secondary hospital in J City for a few days. After all, the wound has been treated, but antibiotics are still needed to reduce inflammation, and the dressing needs to be changed and cleaned every day, so they stay in the village. Hygiene alone can't do it.

Buma heard that his grandfather was going to be hospitalized, so he didn't say anything for a long time.

After asking several times, he didn't say a word, neither agreed nor disagreed.

Finally, he reached into his pocket, touched it, and finally took out a bill and handed it over.

"Is this money... enough?"

It was a 500 saf note.

He looked at Li Li timidly, and it really broke Li Li's heart.

Li Zheng also felt bad.

500 Western French, equivalent to RMB, is just over five yuan.

But Li Zheng knew that this might be the money Bu Ma usually used to buy goods.

Seeing how hungry he was just now, he probably hasn't had enough for the past few days.

He would rather go hungry than spend the money, which shows how important it is to him.

Li Lirou said softly: "There is no charge for medical treatment at our hospital, and you can follow along to take care of your grandfather."

"Really... don't want money?"

Boulma couldn't believe her ears.

These yellow-skinned blue hats actually said that they don't need money to help his grandfather treat his illness?

The witch doctor in the village charged him 100 sifa!
　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)