Traditional Chinese Medicine: Back to the years when educated youths went to the countryside

Chapter 243 Treating Trauma and Wang Chengzhou Shows His Power
When she was first injured, Xie Xiaoying did not feel any pain. It was the body's own escape response from injury stimulation. Many people have experienced similar situations.But at this moment, her body was trembling involuntarily, her eyes were full of fear, her face was pale, and she seemed to be about to lose her balance.

On the one hand, it was painful, and on the other hand, it was scary.

She had been studying opera since she was a child, but she knew how important appearance was to a female opera performer. The severe pain on her face made her think about it, and she didn't know what kind of injury she had.

Is the bone deeply visible, does it penetrate the cheek, does it look ugly...

At this moment, Wang Chengzhou and Wang Jianguo squeezed in.

Seeing the wound on her face, Wang Chengzhou's expression condensed and he suddenly became serious. Without saying a word, he immediately turned around and said: "Fellow folks, do me a favor. Peel off some mulberry tree bark and dig out the soil. Only the ones with yellowing roots will do."

Then, he looked at the sweaty class leader and said, "Old sir, please go to the spicy soup stall outside and ask for a few Sichuan peppercorns, the kind that have not been cooked and are fresh and red."

Finally, he glanced at the ground a few times and asked: "Which big brother just threw up the brown sugar, where did it go? Could someone please pass it over if you see it."

Everyone looked at him with strange expressions.

After this series of orders, it was digging bark, asking for peppercorns, and looking for brown sugar. It was really irrelevant. If a good person didn't help, could it be cooking?

Noticing everyone's suspicious looks, Wang Chengzhou had no time to explain to them in detail, but loudly said: "I am Wang Chengzhou, a health worker in Wangjiacun, Wangjia Production Brigade. Just do as I say!"

While he was talking, Wang Jianguo had already come to Xie Xiaoying and leaned down to check her wounds. After hearing Wang Chengzhou's words, in order to dispel everyone's concerns, he also shouted loudly: "I am Wang Jianguo, a health worker from Yanggao Village of the Wang Family Production Brigade. , I have further training in trauma treatment at the county hospital!”

When everyone heard this, their eyes widened.

She thought to herself: Well, two health workers came at once. As expected of Comrade Xie Xiaoying, good luck!
He immediately stopped hesitating and quickly followed Wang Chengzhou's instructions to find something.

Xie Xiaoying seemed to be relieved, but she was still very nervous. The jade hands covering her cheeks were frighteningly white. She endured the pain and asked:
"Wang...brother Wang Jianguo, right?"

"Are the injuries on my face serious?"

"Will there be scars after it grows back?"

Noticing that her eyes were sparkling and she was staring at her eagerly, everyone in the troupe also looked over nervously.

At this moment, a group of educated youths also squeezed in from outside, and their expressions changed drastically when they saw the horrific wounds on her face.

Jian Mo and Jian Li felt distressed, and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Brother Jianguo, come on! You must cure Miss Wang Lianjuan!"

When everyone heard this, they were worried and wanted to laugh at the same time, but the occasion was really inappropriate. They felt uncomfortable for a while and couldn't help but glare at the two unclear girls.

I thought to myself: These two little girls really got into the drama.Her real name is Xie Xiaoying, and Ms. Wang Lianjuan is a character in the play. Please don’t call me blind, okay?
When Wang Aiduo heard this, she was not happy. She was always a pushy person, how could she let others steal the limelight from her own brother?
Immediately, he shouted at the same time: "Brother Chengzhou, come on, you! I want to continue to listen to Sister Xie Xiaoying's opera. Please cure her quickly!"

Everyone finally couldn't hold it any longer and burst into laughter.

I thought to myself: Where did this pair of silly girls come from? They are really sleeping dragons and phoenixes.

Guo Mingyue, who had squeezed in, saw this and was about to stand on tiptoes to help, but felt that the atmosphere seemed not right, so she stopped angrily.

At this time, Wang Jianguo pulled away Xie Xiaoying's palm that was covering her cheek. His expression changed involuntarily, and his face turned a little pale. He quickly asked her to cover it, and said in a trembling voice:

"Miss Xiaoying, don't worry about scars or not now."

"The wound on your face is indeed serious. You need stitches. If you delay any longer, you may go into shock due to excessive blood loss."

"Comrade, there should be needlework in your troupe, right?"

However, after hearing his words, Xie Xiaoying's legs softened and she almost fell down, and said sadly:
"Brother Wang Jianguo, if you listen to your words, there will definitely be scars, right?"

"But if I have scars on my face, how can I perform on stage?"

"Isn't the pain and suffering I endured all in vain?"

As he spoke, crystal tears rolled down immediately.The makeup was still on her face, and her expression of despair made her suddenly turn into the extremely pitiful Miss Wang Lianjuan.

Everyone was silent, and they all lowered their heads helplessly.

This Comrade Xie Xiaoying is estimated to be less than 20 years old, which is the age when youth flourishes and talents are revealed. For such a girl, disfigurement is tantamount to catastrophe.

"No way, thank you girl."

"Don't worry, it won't."

Unexpectedly, Wang Jianguo had a heavy look on his face, and as soon as he spoke, a clear voice rang out.Wang Chengzhou came closer and said with a smile:
"It's just a minor injury. How could it affect your singing?"

"Stop crying now. When the tears flow to the wound, it will hurt you badly."

"Wang Jianguo said it right. Now, our top priority is to suture the wound first. Don't think about anything else."

Xie Xiaoying's eyes suddenly widened, and her fingers trembled with excitement. She looked at him blankly, her face full of tears, and said anxiously: "This...brother, are you telling the truth? You are not lying to me, are you?" ?”

Wang Jianguo also frowned and looked over, whispering:

"Wang Chengzhou, there is no need for you to comfort her in this situation."

"With such a big wound, I'm afraid it will take more than ten stitches, and the stitches will have to be removed in the future. How is it possible that there will be no wound left?" "No matter how good the suturing technique is, it can only make the scar less scary, and there is absolutely no way to recover it. To its original appearance.”

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened in astonishment, "Could it be that you can even sew?"

Wang Chengzhou shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't know how. But, don't you know how?"

"What, what do you mean?"

Not only Wang Jianguo, everyone was confused.

At this moment, the people who went out to look for things ran back and asked out of breath: "I got it back, I got it back! Little comrade, how do you use this thing?"

Wang Chengzhou quickly took the mulberry root bark into his hand, and while handling it, he ordered:

"Wang Jianguo, didn't you learn stitches at the county hospital? Hurry up, find a suitable needle and get ready."

"Comrade Xie Xiaoying, open your mouth and bite these peppercorns."

"Others, bring a clean towel and half a basin of warm water over here."

"Hurry up!"

Everyone was startled, realizing that now was not the time to ask in detail, and hurriedly ran to look for things.

Xie Xiaoying tried her best to open her small mouth and let Wang Chengzhou stuff a few peppercorns for cooking into it and bite it with her teeth. Her eyes were still filled with sadness.

Wang Chengzhou did not continue to comfort her, but suddenly peeled off the outer yellow skin of the mulberry root bark, slowly tore off the inner ribs, and then wrapped each rib with the outer skin, held it in his hand, and moved it from head to head. Apply the tail seven times to make the fine lines warm and silky.Finally, he urged loudly: "Wang Jianguo, why are you dawdling? Hurry up!"

Wang Jianguo was in a hurry for a while, finally finding a suitable needle and thread. When he heard him commanding him, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.He already had a problem with Wang Chengzhou, so how could he allow him to boss him around?He walked out from the backstage angrily, and was about to reply with a few words, but saw him hand over several strange threads, and he couldn't help but be startled, "What is this?"

"Mulberry line."

Wang Chengzhou replied casually, pointed to the basin and said: "Wash your hands quickly and use it to suture the wound."

"What mulberry thread?"

Wang Jianguo was furious, "It's another crooked trick found out from the legacy of feudal society, isn't it?"

"Wang Chengzhou, this is a trauma, and it's a wound on the face. What if you get infection from these messy things?"

"I'm an actor. If something happens, can you afford the consequences?"

When everyone saw him playing with a piece of mulberry bark, they felt strange just now. After hearing Wang Jianguo's words, they couldn't help but whisper among themselves:

"What is a mulberry thread? We have never heard of it."

"These two are both health workers, so why are they fighting? Who is listening to this?"

"Who would have heard of it! The guy named Wang Jianguo knows stitches, but the guy opposite Wang Chengzhou doesn't. Who do you want to listen to?"

Under this situation, Wang Chengzhou didn't want to argue with him, but looked at Xie Xiaoying and said:

"The white bark of mulberry root itself has analgesic, sedative, and antibacterial effects."

"Mulberry thread is used to suture wounds, eliminating the need to remove the stitches. As the wound heals, it can melt into the flesh and integrate with the skin."

"Of course, these are indeed the knowledge left by our ancestors in ancient times. They are all recorded in "Thousands of Gold Prescriptions", "Secrets of Waitai" and "Effective Prescriptions of World Medical Doctors".

"However, whether it is a crooked move or a clever move needs to be verified with facts."

"Comrade Xie Xiaoying, you have to choose whether to use it or not."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not expecting that this strange thing was really handed down from ancient times.

Xie Xiaoying's brows were already knitted together in pain. After hearing this, she stared at him and asked, "This...brother, can you really make me leave no wounds on my face?" scar?"

"Impossible! How is this possible?"

Wang Jianguo was so angry that he scolded him and said:

"It's really impossible not to leave any scars."

Wang Chengzhou smacked his lips, spread his hands and said, "If someone lay on your face and studied it carefully, they should still be able to see a little difference."

Xie Xiaoying staggered, her beautiful eyes widened, and she said in a trembling voice: "Just use this big brother's thread to sew it for me."

Wang Jianguo glared with anger, but the wounded man made his own choice, and he had no choice but to say coldly:
"Someone took her arms, held her head, and put a towel in her mouth!"

"We don't have anesthesia. The pain will definitely make her cry for father and mother, and she may even pass out."

"You stay away!"

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