Chapter 232
Steadying his trembling hands, he inserted the silver needle accurately into the acupuncture point once again. Seeing the bleeding from the wound immediately stop, Rong Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.
The internal energy that could be used for treatment had long been used up, and now the patient had to rely entirely on silver needles to physically stop the bleeding and prolong his life.
Looking up, I saw that a row of injured people had formed in the middle of the street, some sitting or lying down. On one side were those who probably wouldn't die if they were treated well, and on the other side were patients and their families who were eagerly waiting for him to treat them. Perhaps because they saw that there were people here to help with the treatment, many people carried the injured here, and more people were also present to maintain order.
"Doctor, please take a rest and drink some water." A female student with short hair was holding a ceramic bowl of water.
Well, it seems that this girl started helping him not long after he started treatment.
"Thank you." Rong Zhou took the bowl and thanked politely. Just after taking a sip, he saw a child standing four or five steps away. Rong Zhou walked over and touched the child's head. He had forgotten about the child when he was saving people. The child had not left and was still holding half a steamed bun in his hand.
"Is this the doctor's child?" the student girl asked curiously.
"No, he was taken from a pile of dead bodies. I don't know who his parents are. Is there any place here to put a child like this?"
"Doctor, you're so kind." The student girl frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "I only know there's a church near the concession that takes in some orphans and is relatively safe. The invaders didn't bomb close to the concession."
Rong Zhou was so focused on saving people that he didn't even notice when the bombing ended. "Really? Could you please send the child over? It's not a good idea for him to follow me like this."
"Of course, no problem, doctor. I'm happy to do this for you. I'm Liu Huixin, a student at XX University. I wonder if I could have the honor of knowing your name."
"My name is Rong Zhou. Thank you for your help, young lady." Rong Zhou was about to hand the child over to the female student when he discovered that the child had grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and would not let go.
She squatted down and looked at the child at eye level: "Little friend, your father is asleep, just like those people, he won't wake up." She looked at the rows of calm bodies in the distance. Some had no signs of life when they were brought in, while others were too seriously injured and could not be treated. The dead were placed over there. No one had time to pay attention to the bodies yet: "This sister will take you to a safe place."
The child, who was already holding back his tears, could no longer hold back his tears after hearing these words. He burst into tears and hugged Rong Zhou's thighs tightly, not saying a word or listening to anyone.
I'm still at a loss as to how to coax the child, and today someone is shouting and complaining nearby.
"Hey, hey, hey, why don't you treat the patients? We have been waiting for a long time. Isn't this free treatment?" There are people like this everywhere.
Rong Zhou didn't want to get angry or argue so he ignored it, but Liu Huixin next to him suddenly jumped up.
"Doctor Rong is here to treat patients and save lives because he has a kind heart. He can't bear to see people get hurt or die. Don't be shameless and ask for more. I saved you out of kindness, but if I didn't save you, it's your fault. The doctor has been working hard here for several hours, and you haven't even farted, yet now you're complaining." Liu Huixin, who is not tall, has a fierce temper. She blocked Rong Zhou and puffed out her chest to complain to the person who just complained.
"The sun is setting and it's getting dark. Doctor Rong, don't you want to eat, drink, or rest? How shameless are you? If you're not going to die, go find a doctor yourself. Don't take advantage of me. Doctor Rong doesn't want to see me anymore and needs to rest." The little mouth rattled off a string of words like a machine gun: "What if Doctor Rong's amazing medical skills get exhausted? Do you think anyone can see him if they want? Do you think kindness can attract ungrateful people like you? Go away, go away."
Students in this era had a special status, especially female students who were still able to go to school, as they all represented a certain family background. So the man didn't dare to talk back after being scolded. He just stood there hesitantly and refused to leave, waiting to see the doctor.
Liu Huixin rolled her eyes. She had no other choice but to deal with this kind of person. She turned to Rong Zhou and said with a smile, "Mr. Rong, let's stop here for today. You've worked so hard, and some people still don't appreciate it. They're always taking advantage of you."
"This world is not peaceful, and it's almost dark. I wonder if Mr. Rong has a place to stay?"
Rong Zhou shook his head: "I was supposed to leave by train today, but now I have nowhere to go."
"Then sir, please come to our school. There are many students and teachers in the school, and there is a place to live."
"Then I'll trouble you, young lady."
Liu Huixin never expected that her plan was completely over. When the bombing started, she and her teachers and classmates were distributing leaflets on the street. She was lucky enough to escape, but her teacher and a male classmate were seriously injured.
The flying shrapnel cut a 10-centimeter wound in the teacher's chest, and a single piece was embedded in the male comrade's throat.
At that time, he was having difficulty breathing and was about to die when he heard someone shouting that there was a doctor saving people on the other street.
In order to give it a try, several classmates carried the dying boy and helped the teacher to the street, where they saw the man surrounded in the middle of the crowd.
The man's suit was covered in blood and he looked very disheveled, but he was calm and composed, especially when facing the wounded who were wailing in pain. Even if he had an embroidery needle in his hand, the wailing would be much quieter after a few stitches.
(When Lu Er threw him out, he had nothing but the clothes and ornaments on his body. In order to raise money for the journey home, he even sold the clothes with silver thread on them and gave the ornaments on his body as a thank you gift to Stephen, who saved him from falling to the streets. Rong Zhou, who had nothing, wanted to save him, so he could only ask others to find needles and thread instead, and then use his internal energy to assist, which was quite effective.)
The male student was on the verge of life and death when he was carried to the hospital. Rong Zhou saw that he could still be saved, so he gave him acupuncture to stop the pain and bleeding, and removed the shrapnel in one go. He used an embroidery needle to fix the wound, and transferred his internal force to make the broken trachea stick together. He then did a simple suture and bandage on the outside, and had to save his internal force as there were still many wounded people.
Infection and the like are not a concern. The priority is to stay alive. Even so, there are many people who cannot be saved. Once a person dies, Rong Zhou is helpless.
Anyone with a little knowledge would know that the method and speed of rescuing people were extraordinary.
After saving the teacher and male classmate, the students returned the favor and stayed to help organize the scene.
Rong Zhou's treatment throughout the afternoon was seen by everyone, who both admired and respected him. He was a great and kind person with superb medical skills.
Liu Huixin wanted to make friends with such a powerful person at that time. After helping him for a while, she brought the person back. Hey, she thought she was really powerful.
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