274 Can't Stop
The operation was not difficult, but it took more than an hour. The boy's breathing was stable and his complexion was okay. It can be said that the operation was successful.
Sun Sicheng applied medicine and bandaged the wound on his abdomen, then asked Sun Hongyu's men and Lin Feng to carry the patient back to his original bed.
At this moment, he was extremely excited. Such an operation would probably not be easy for even the imperial physician to perform, but his little apprentice did it.
Mr. Hu, thank you very much.
Sun Hongyu then said his first sentence: "Sicheng, Ping'an, that Qian Zong just now may also need surgery, and I want to watch from the side, is it possible?"
Sun Sicheng nodded and said, "Ping An will take a rest first. Have someone carry the commander over here."
Mr. Qian was pierced by an arrow in the abdomen. Yesterday afternoon, Sun Hongyu disinfected the wound, applied medicine, and cleaned the blood with cotton wool.
But in the end he didn't dare to commit seppuku to check.
When Sun Sicheng opened the bandage, pus and blood were already flowing out.
"It's festering, Master. The wound still needs to be cut."
After Sun Sicheng had given the injection and the anesthetic wore off, he handed the knife to Ping An and said, "Ping An, you should do it."
Ping An took the knife. Internal organ surgery is no joke, so it would be good to let the master take a closer look.
He made a horizontal cut along the wound, and soon a lot of pus flowed out. Sun Sicheng quickly absorbed it with cotton wool and then cleaned the wound with alcohol to prevent infection.
Ping An soon discovered that there was a rupture in the commander's large intestine. The wound was neither big nor small and needed to be sutured, but the other internal organs were perfectly avoided.
He had an idea in mind, and after cleaning the internal organs, he handed the needle with a small piece of catgut to the master.
Sun Sicheng was a brave man. This injury was much lighter than the previous young man's and did not look so bloody. So he took the needle and thread and carefully sewed the intestines.
His hands were somewhat inflexible, but fortunately the wound was not big and only needed seven or eight stitches.
He also sewed the wound on the abdomen. In the past two years, he had sewed many rabbits and pig skins in Medicine Valley. He was a little nervous when it was his turn, but he completed it smoothly.
It's just that the seams are a little crooked and not as smooth as a safe seam.
After the two operations, most of the day had passed and it was almost noon.
Both the master and the disciple were a little tired, especially Sun Sicheng.
"Sicheng, I'm going to check the ward. You and Ping'an can go back to the courtyard to have lunch and rest. Unless it's something serious, I'll try not to call you tonight."
Sun Sicheng nodded. "Okay, uncle. You should sort the patients who need surgery in order of severity. If they really can't wait, we can do it at night, but the lights must be bright. Also, these two patients who just had surgery must be watched carefully. They can't be given any water or food within two hours."
Sun Hongyu said, "I know this. You guys go back and take a rest."
After leaving the tent, Ping An felt physically tired. This operation was considered a simple one. In his previous life, some complicated operations often took six or seven hours. Although he had practiced martial arts for several years, this body was still too weak.
"Master, how do you feel?"
"I'm a little nervous, but I can still control it. If it was the boy in front, Master wouldn't be able to do it at all."
"The master is already very good. You will get used to it after doing it a few times. But this environment is really bad. There are too many people and the sweat smell is heavy. It is easy to get infected. Can't the house be divided into small rooms?"
"Silly boy, that would take up a lot of space. It's better to put the wounded together so that doctors can treat them more easily and soldiers can guard them more easily. In war, it's great to have such an environment.
Tomorrow, except for Yuanqing, Xiaoming, and Wang Quan, everyone else can come over. Qingshi and the others can treat some common injuries, and Erqiang and the others can help carry people or something like that."
Shortly after the meal, Sun Sicheng took Ping An and a few others to the ward. The two people who had undergone surgery in the morning were both in stable condition. The young man had woken up, and General Qian was about to wake up as well.
Both of them had a low fever, which was expected.
Sun Hongyu also came over: "Sicheng, Ping'an, you may still be busy this afternoon. After you go back, I found out that six people had been injured by you. Four of them were injured in their arms and thighs. One of them had a broken bone, which was equivalent to a layer of skin. The wounds of the other several people were also large and deep.
They all came here in the past two days. I disinfected them, applied medicine and bandaged them, but didn't give them stitches. It seems that stitches will heal faster.
As for the other two, one kowtowed, probably too hard, he felt dizzy and nauseous, and couldn't even stand steadily. The other was shot in the abdomen, similar to Qian Zong, but the arrow hit the upper part, and the blood flowed more. He arrived in a quarter of an hour. I just stopped his bleeding, and he is now in the tent. "
Sun Sicheng and Ping'an looked at each other and walked towards the tent involuntarily.
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At dusk, Ping'an walked out of the tent. It was drizzling outside and the ground was soaked. It was mid-July, the hottest time of the year, and because of the rain, there was a hint of coolness in the air.
"Are you tired?"
Ping An stretched out his arms: "I am a little tired, but Master is even more tired."
Sun Sicheng smiled, "Master is not tired. Except for those with abdominal injuries, Master was just practicing with the others this afternoon. I feel much better than yesterday. After a month of practice, even if I encounter a seriously injured person, my hands should be stable. However, Ping An is much better than Master in this respect."
Ping An shook his head and said, "Master, I am just a little braver when holding a knife. Maybe it is because the ignorant are fearless. With a surgical knife in my hand and a person whose life or death is uncertain lying in front of me, I don't feel scared. I just want to save him.
Master, you are a very skilled doctor. I still have a lot to learn from you. Let's go back. My body is sticky and I feel very uncomfortable."
"Ping An, this is only the first day, and I've seen a lot of wounded people being carried here. This is just the seriously injured area, and we don't know how many people have been injured in other branches. You should have studied hard in the prefectural school, but you were brought here by the master. Do you feel resentful towards the master?"
"Master, I do have this awareness. We are all citizens of the Great Zhou. The Great Zhou is now in its most difficult time. We are doctors and are good at treating injuries. Isn't it our duty to come here?
The foreign races are fighting desperately, aren't they just trying to occupy the land of the Great Zhou? If they occupy it, what will happen to the people of the Great Zhou? What will happen to our families? Without a country, there is no home."
"Okay, well said, haha, hahaha, are you safe?"
A tall and strong man, in his forties, with a square face full of smiles, but the majesty emanating from him was very inconsistent with his ordinary clothes.
Director Guan and a few others were standing behind him, all with smiles on their faces.
Ping An had already guessed who he was.
"General, Sicheng greets you." Sun Sicheng was overjoyed and bowed deeply.
"Ping'an pays his respects to the general and to all the gentlemen." Ping'an followed suit and saluted.
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