After a generation of doctors

Chapter 211 Debridement and Cutting Meat
Lei Ming gave the order by pointing at the head, and finally shouted loudly, "Did you hear clearly?"

"Listen clearly." Grandpa Gouwa took the lead in responding.

"Then do it now." Lei Ming gave an order, and the thin villagers all braced themselves and ran back to the village to carry their things.

Soon, tables, chairs, pots and pans, and firewood were all brought in.

Under Yu Zishan's command, Grandpa Gouwa first asked the healthiest villagers to wash their hands and faces and put on protective clothing before starting to wash pots and cook medicine.

Yuzishan took out a bunch of cotton napkins from the medicine box and asked Grandpa Gouwa to wear masks at all times before they left the village.

When Grandpa Gouwa heard the words 'before leaving the village', he immediately asked in disbelief: "Master Doctor, do you mean that we can still leave here?"

"You must leave this village after your disease is cured, and everything in the village must be burned." This is to prevent these villagers from being infected again.

"But don't worry, we will help you arrange your escape route and won't let you go hungry." Yu Zishan added.

"Thank you, Mr. Miracle Doctor, thank you, Mr. Miracle Doctor." Grandpa Gouwa thanked him excitedly.

Being able to leave here alive is already a great fortune, even if you go out to be a beggar, it is better than waiting to die here.

Several cauldrons were boiled at the same time, and the villagers who came to line up received a bowl of soup medicine. After drinking it, everyone felt that most of their illnesses were cured.

In fact, this decoction is not so miraculous, but they have hope of surviving, and their illness has improved a little.

Yuzishan saw that the decoction was almost finished, so she called Gouwa to her face and asked, "Are there only so many patients in your village?"

It feels too little. In addition to these patients who can still walk, there must be serious patients who cannot move.

"There are still some patients who can't go, and they are locked up in the ancestral temple in the west. Grandpa said that no one can go there." Gouwa replied honestly.

"My lord doctor, the people at the ancestral temple are hopeless, you must not go there." Grandpa Gouwa heard their conversation and hurried over and said.

Originally, he also wanted to go to the ancestral hall to wait for his death, but the inside was already overcrowded, and the outside was also locked, so he simply built a firewood pile and lay down.

"You haven't taken me there yet, how do you know it's hopeless?" Yu Zishan asked back.

If there were dead bodies there, she would naturally not go there, but as long as there was one living person, she must go and have a look.

After hearing Yu Zishan's words, Grandpa Gouwa showed a hesitant expression on his old face, and couldn't help but look at the villagers behind him.

Those villagers all shrunk their heads and backed away. With the hope of living, who would want to go there to seek death.

"Miraculous doctor, I will take you to the ancestral hall, I just ask you to save my child." At this time, a dry and thin woman with sunken cheeks ran out and knelt in front of Yu Zishan and cried.

Her son was thrown into the ancestral hall after becoming unconscious a few days ago. If it wasn't for the remaining children, she would have wanted to go to the ancestral hall to die with him.

"Okay, let's go there now." Yu Zishan also issued a protective suit to the woman for safety's sake.

The woman walked quickly to the ancestral hall in the west, Yu Zishan and others followed behind her.

The other villagers shrank their heads by the side, and none of them dared to take the initiative to stand up.

Gou Wa wanted to, but was held back by his grandfather.

"A bunch of cowards." Lei Ming snorted.

"It's not easy for them to survive, and it's human nature not to take risks." Yu Zishan said lightly.

She could understand the feelings of these villagers. If this woman hadn't had a son who was thrown into the ancestral hall, she would never stand up.

Everyone has the right to live and should not be blamed.

"My lord doctor, this is the place."

The woman pointed to the dilapidated house in front of her that was hung with a big lock, and cried, "I have been looking at it for the past few days. The corpse thrown out before did not include my son. My son must still be alive."

Those who were locked up in the ancestral hall were unwilling to wait for death, and would throw out the dead bodies for the villagers to burn.

"Who has the key?" Yu Zishan asked while looking at the lock.

"A broken lock, what key do you want?" Lao Tie drew his knife, and chopped off the door with one blow.

The lock fell to the ground, the door opened, and a strange and disgusting smell came out.

There were a dozen or so villagers lying on the big bunk inside, all of them skinny like skulls.

The ground was full of vomit and excrement, as dirty as a latrine, which made people feel their stomach convulsing and almost vomit.

Fortunately, it's spring now. If it were summer, the house would already be full of maggots.

"The people inside are still alive, get them out quickly." Yu Zishan said and was about to go in, not caring about the dirty environment at all.

"No need." Xiao Jingchen pulled her back and said, "Let Lei Ming arrange here, you and Dr. Chu go to the side to prepare a few quiet and ventilated rooms, and then boil a large pot of hot water, these patients should be needed when they come out .”

The inside is so dirty, how could he be willing to let Yu Zishan in.

If it weren't for the fear that killing Yuzishan in front of her would make her unhappy, he would have pulled some out and killed those villagers just now when they were acting as turtles.

"That's right, my lord genius doctor. Only by dividing our troops into two groups can we cure them faster." Lei Ming also had the same thought as his Highness, that these patients should let the villagers fight on their own.

"Okay, I'm going to prepare hot water now." Yu Zishan also felt that Xiao Jingchen was right, these patients were too dirty, they had to be washed before treatment.

After Lei Ming sent Xiao Jingchen and Yu Zishan away, he brought Lao Tie back to the village in a vicious manner.

Not long after, seven or eight strong villagers 'voluntarily' went in to rescue people, and six or seven women took clean clothes and were responsible for boiling water outside.

After Lei Ming asked the villagers to put on isolation suits, he directed them to bring out the seriously ill patients inside, wipe their bodies with hot water at the door, and put on clean clothes before sending them to Yuzishan.

The woman's child did not die, but was extremely ill.

This 12-year-old boy was dying. He was skinny and skinny. Due to lying still for a long time, he had many bedsores on his body, especially a hole in his shoulder blade. The flesh inside was rotten, leaving yellow-green pus. .

Although the child's eyes were still closed, he groaned in pain as soon as the hot water touched the wound.

The woman was shedding tears and kept talking, it's my mother's fault, it's my mother who is sorry for you.

"This child is dying." Lao Tie shook his head and said, he had seen this kind of wound in the army before, it was very difficult to treat, and he would basically die from it.

"My lord, please do me a favor, please save my child." The woman wailed and was about to kneel down while holding the child.

"Stop kneeling, take it to the miraculous doctor first." Lei Ming sighed, the child is still angry, if he doesn't send him there, Miss Yu will definitely scold her when she finds out.

And he also believed that Miss Yu would definitely be able to take this child, thinking that when his intestines leaked out, it wasn't Miss Yu who rescued him.

"I'll send it over." Lao Tie couldn't bear to see the child die.

Seeing the woman holding the child, her thin arms were trembling, he took the child and walked towards Yuzishan.

Yu Zishan and Chu Yehua were helping those seriously ill patients, and adjusted the prescription just now, adding licorice.

At this time, Lao Tie came in with the child in his arms.

Yu Zishan smelled a smell of blood and rancidity, so she knew that the child was seriously ill, and immediately pointed to the clean hospital bed in the house and said, "Put it here quickly."

Lao Tie carefully put the child face down on the quilt, and then said: "This child's back is rotten."

Yu Zishan lifted the cotton cloth on the child's back, and her face became very serious when she saw the wound.

Such a serious infection must be removed immediately, otherwise the wound will get worse and worse.

"Doctor Chu, help me prepare a serving of Mafeisan and ginseng slices." Yu Zishan ordered.

Mafeisan was obtained from Dr. Zhou. Although it is not as good as modern anesthetics, it is not bad.

She took the ginseng slices out of the warehouse, in order to hang her life at a critical moment when encountering a serious patient.

Chu Yehua quickly prepared the Mafeisan and ginseng slices, and after pouring the Mafeisan into it with a pickaxe pot, the child passed out.

"You all go out, just let Doctor Chu come down and help me." Yu Zishan was going to debride the child's wound, so many people standing here would only bring bacteria.

"Miraculous Doctor, my son will be entrusted to you." The woman bowed and bowed again and again, and then walked out with Lao Tie nervously.

"Miss Yu, what shall we do next?" Chu Yehua asked excitedly.

"Actually, it's really simple……"

Yuzishan carefully told Chu Yehua the next steps.

To put it simply, it is to debride and disinfect the wound first, and then perform wound debridement and suture.

Chu Yehua nodded repeatedly.

Because he had never used a knife before, he could only pass things to Yuzishan beside him.

After Yuzishan washed the child's wound with shochu, she toasted the scalpel a few times with torch, and then began to use the scalpel.

Her hands are extremely steady, and she cuts the knife like a god.

She saw that the carrion from the wound was removed cleanly, without hurting the healthy muscles at all.

After removing the carrion, Yuzishan rinsed the wound again, then sewed it up, and finally wrapped the wound with clean gauze.

The whole process looked quite simple, but Chu Yehua knew that without a solid foundation, it would be impossible to be as light as Yu Zishan.

He admired Yuzishan even more in his heart, and even felt that Yuzishan was better than his master, at least his master would not know the technique of debridement and cutting flesh.

"The wound has been healed, and we just need to change the dressing regularly. Fortunately, this child is young and has a strong recovery ability, so he will heal after a while." Yu Zishan wiped the sweat from her forehead, and finally relaxed. Take a breath.

(End of this chapter)