Villager of Daming

Chapter 1236: Functional decline and illness

When the prisoners met and talked, they would not be punished and no one would control them, allowing them to communicate.

Including those who were injured and needed other captured brothers to carry stretchers. They talked to the new comrades about the situation while being carried.

He mainly praised Ming Jun for his superb medical skills. He was treated by the imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau and the palace maids from the Prince of Qin's Palace, who were all very beautiful, talented and spoke well.

"To be honest, I was terrified at the time. I have never seen a war like that since I was a child.

When we were running, we planned to set out before daybreak and eat first, but we were harassed.

Then all places were attacked at the same time. They had explosive packs on the way they ran. They were so wicked. No, they really knew how to use them!
The explosive pack was hung on a tree. Those who were close to it were instantly killed by the shock, and those who were far away would be like being deafened. Now we know it as deafness.

As I was running, I accidentally fell down a hillside, and a foot-long cut appeared on my leg. The skin and flesh were peeling off and blood was oozing out.

I thought I was going to die, so I pinched the top of my legs hard, and then I was found by their people.

I thought! It would be better to give me a quick death, otherwise I would be left here, cold, hungry, and in pain, and tortured to death.

Unexpectedly, they helped me tie up my legs, cut branches to make a stretcher to put me on, and fed me medicine.

Every once in a while they would loosen the cloth around my legs to let the blood flow out, and then tighten it again.

This means that if the legs are strangled for too long without blood flowing out, they will die. Yes, it must be kept up.

Then I was unconscious for a while, then woke up again, and the last time I woke up was because of the pain…”

The prisoner lying on the stretcher told his story to his new comrades, who were taken care of with the participation of palace maids.

At first, he was given a wooden stick to bite and he fainted from the pain, so he was given anesthetic.

He watched the leg being sewn up, just like sewing clothes, except that the sewing was better, with thinner needles and thread.

He started to have a fever, and someone wiped him with a wet towel and gave him medicine.

He once thought that he would die like the other injured people, but unexpectedly he survived, drank porridge and ate meat.

My legs are swollen and painful now, but it's better than dying. I need to change the dressing every day.

“That gauze was so beautiful! It was white at first, and then it was stained with blood. They steamed the gauze in a pot.

A little bit, the color of the gauze is not so white, but they say it is very clean.

I was given a precious injection, what is called tetanus... Oh! Tetanus, it is typhoid and cold, tetanus.

Don't worry! Just follow the team, don't make trouble, and don't think about anything else. They won't kill people..."

The lying prisoner explained and introduced the new comrades. He had a mission, and he told the story in person, so that they could get more painkillers, or even fool people. No, because there were more people being educated, it was not a problem to give him any antibiotics.

The newlyweds were so engrossed in listening that it wasn’t until someone brought them their own fried noodles that they realized they were really starving.

The fried noodles they made themselves were obviously not on the same level as the one made by Daming. They just put a little salt in it, and the oil was animal oil, which smelled bad.

There is no shortage of boiled water in the team. There is a boiler in the car that is always burning. People in the team usually fill up their water bags. The boiled water is clean and can be drunk even when it is cold, especially in hot weather.

Normally, fried noodles are eaten with a handful of water, except in the West, where fried noodles are mixed with ghee and eaten together in clumps.

Another way to eat it is to mix the oil tea noodles with boiling water. When the conditions are met, people will pour the fried noodles into a container, put it on the fire, add water to heat it, and finally drink the porridge.

This fried noodles can't be adjusted, Zhu Wentian has no way to do it, it's made with animal oil, not much animal oil, but the smell can't be removed. Just give it to the prisoners, use hot water to dilute it, don't let them eat too much.

"It tastes good! Why am I cold? After drinking it, my stomach feels warm and I feel sleepy!"

A new prisoner was listening to his seniors telling stories and giving political lessons while drinking a bowl of very watery fried noodles and breathing heavily.

"If you have a fever, follow me first. Someone, come here! Someone has a fever, take a test. Since they have surrendered, they cannot be abused, otherwise no one will surrender in the future."

The Ming army in charge of this place called people over to take their temperatures using a mercury thermometer.

There are also kerosene and alcohol thermometers. Xiaqiu Village followed Zhu Biao to Helin to measure and adjust them specifically.

However, mercury is sufficient and very accurate with small errors.

It was made by utilizing physical properties and was a great thing that was widely used by Zhu Wentian at that time.

Later, electronic ones were used, but there were always deviations and they were very expensive. They said that mercury could pollute the environment and have an impact on human health if they broke down.

I've been using it for so many years, and I've never seen any problems with mercury thermometers, unless you broke them into pieces and poured the mercury thermometers into your mouth.

Are there any precision ones? Of course there are, for high-tech experiments, accurate to several decimal places, who can afford them?

Zhu Wentian couldn’t make electronics, not even the simplest one, because it was too difficult.

Now we need to make more mercury. A village should have at least three, one for normal use, one as a spare, and one for emergency use.

If it breaks, you have to report it, collect the mercury, collect as much glass as possible, and then replace it with a new one.

The newly captured prisoners had no idea there was such a good thing, and were even used by the village to incubate poultry and measure their temperatures, as some people simply could not feel the temperature difference.

The incubation temperature is actually a little higher than that of the human body. You can tell by touching the temperature in the chicken coop. Control the mother chicken in the nest first, touch it, and place it on the kang to find out the temperature.

"He has a fever, 39.4 degrees. If he gets a little feverish, we can bury him. Take the medicine and drink more water. If I had known, I wouldn't have given you fried noodles."

The person in charge here took the thermometer out from the other person's armpit, took a look, and arranged for someone to deliver medicine.

In fact, we can also measure the temperature by putting the thermometer in their mouths, but we are afraid that they will bite it to pieces. The number of thermometers is limited, and if one breaks, there will be one less. We have to wait until the team is settled before Xiaqiu Village can do it.

"Am I going to die? The fever is so severe, just like boiling water?" The person being tested suddenly found himself confused.

"Under one atmosphere of pressure, it takes 100 degrees to boil water. How far have you come? Have you never been sick?

It's only this high, don't be afraid, just take the medicine and it will be fine. Actually, you just ate something hot.

After getting caught in the rain and suffering from hypothermia, he was frightened and smoked by the smoke. He ran so far and was hungry, so his body functions declined.

That's why you have a fever. To put it bluntly, it's very simple. Are you crazy?"

The responsible person speaks out what he has learned, looks at the other person, and waves his hand in front of the other person's eyes.

"No, I didn't burn it. I heard it. I don't understand what you said. I heard every word, but I don't know how they fit together."

The other person shook his head vigorously and shuddered again.

"The medicine is here, drink it! Don't breathe through your nose, just finish it in one gulp." The person in charge was too lazy to explain.

(End of this chapter)