Chapter 215
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The line is still being queued. The
person who cut in line has been caught.
But if you queue up again from the end, you will not be chased away.
After the catastrophe, if you are lucky enough not to die, you have to think about how to survive.
If you can get free medicinal porridge, the probability of survival +1+1+1+1+1+1...
They also heard rumors that the earthquake was a heavenly punishment for the Sima family, and many huge rocks fell from the sky and smashed through the Sima family.
It is said that Sima Jiang destroyed Shangqiuyuan, which was a heavenly punishment.
But Shangqiuyuan never gave them porridge. Shangqiuyuan
used to be a place for nobles.
Now children of ordinary people can go to school there. Now
Sima Jiang's own family is so miserable, and he still comes out to give porridge to everyone.
Who is the devil? Who is a ghost? Who is the Buddha? Who is a human?
When the soup with the aroma of medicine and rice rolled down my throat and filled my empty stomach, everything was self-evident.
When they saw the young girl of Jiang Sima sitting there with a sign that said "Cure diseases and save lives", they all showed friendly smiles.
Cooking medicinal porridge for her is already curing diseases and saving lives.
This medicinal porridge feels very effective. My head, which was originally a little dizzy, felt less heavy and my body became stronger after drinking it for a while.
In fact, there is no medicine that can cure diseases. It just happened that I didn't sleep all night, was running around all night, and didn't eat. Drinking a bowl of hot soup will make me feel much more comfortable. It can fill my stomach, and my stomach is not so empty, so my head will naturally not be dizzy.
And so many people, sitting down together and drinking a mouthful of medicinal porridge, I feel that there is still hope for life.
God is unfair, but the boss above is still good.
As long as there is a little good, a little hope to survive, they are very grateful.
Until they saw Lord Sima sent a yamen runner with a bloody finger.
Everyone was a little surprised, and they were not so focused on getting the porridge.
One by one
, they stretched their necks to look. The strong man who was fourth in the queue stretched his thick neck especially long.
Jiang Mianmian was also very nervous when she saw the person sent by her father.
The bad news is that the current medical conditions are very poor, there is no sterility or disinfection, and there are basically no antibiotics. The
good news is that the attending doctor has good eyesight and flexible fingers.
The bad news is that the attending doctor is young and has few practical cases.
The good news is that at the critical moment, the attending doctor may have a buff from the spiritual spring.
Anyway, she saw her first patient.
Jiang Mianmian showed a friendly smile.
In fact, she had practiced other manual skills before, such as peeling melons, but dissecting small animals was more common.
The small animals cooked by her elder sister were delicious, and Jiang Mianmian often helped to sew and mend those small animals.
Who doesn’t sew and cook at the same time?
For humans, the chances are relatively rare.
Jiang Mianmian looked at the yamen runner with care. The yamen
runner looked at his fingers in pain. He
was accidentally injured while working, and his index finger was cut off. If he didn’t die, he would lose most of his life.
Even if he survived, without his index finger, he would be a useless person and couldn’t do many things.
Thinking of his wife, children, parents, grandparents, brothers and sisters at home, the whole family.
The yamen runner Lao Jiu was confused for a while.
The good news is that the boss personally sent him to see a doctor.
The bad news is that the doctor is the boss's young daughter.
Damn it, damn it, I want to cry.
But think about it, if his hand is broken, the yamen runner system may no longer exist in the future, so it's good to please the boss.
There is an idiom that goes, anyway, bad things are not necessarily bad things, there may be good things.
Even if it is not cured, we have made a contribution.
The yamen runner came in a daze, but in fact he had been mentally prepared for a long time, considering the future and all aspects.
After all, every NPC has thoughts.
Jiang Mianmian quickly treated this new patient, stopped the bleeding, and then asked if the broken finger was still there?
"Here, here, here."
The body and skin are indebted to parents, so even if they are cut off, they cannot be thrown away. It is best to bury them together after death to keep a complete body.
Looking at the fresh severed finger, it was well preserved, not pickled with salt, not damaged, and the cut was smooth, so it should be salvageable.
The yamen runner felt that he was hopeless and prepared to be a disabled person.
Anyway, it was not a loss to please the boss with a severed finger.
Jiang Mianmian looked around and thought there should be no risk of medical trouble.
He asked the yamen runner if he could take it for him?
The yamen runner kept nodding with tears in his eyes. He was willing to do anything, but he just didn't want his finger to be boiled in front of him. He couldn't stand it.
The small pot next to him was bubbling and boiling something, and he was scared.
Jiang Mianmian: ...
Not really, but there is a high-pressure cooker in the orthopedics department, which can cook the patient's bones.
There are two extremes among orthopedic doctors, some doctors like to drink bone soup, and some doctors can't stand it.
Jiang Mianmian asked Pang Ya to come over to help pass the instruments.
Jiang Sima sat aside and chatted with He Yushi. By the
way, he put pressure on the lady.
The operation was performed in a room specially vacated, and only general anesthesia could be performed.
Because local anesthesia is not possible.
Ma Fei San was used to anesthetize the other party.
After a long time, everyone saw that the yamen runner with a broken finger was actually carried out horizontally. This is too scary, he would not be cured to death. He
still walked in when he went in.
He was covered with white cloth and his hands were also wrapped with a thick layer of white cloth.
The wife and children of the yamen runner also came.
When they saw their husband lying there, they were speechless and choked with sobs for a while. It was only his hand that was cut off, why did it look like he was dead?
But they didn't dare to cry loudly, because while they were waiting, the yamen runner next to them had already told them what happened.
The husband's hand was cut off, and Lord Sima personally sent him here for treatment.
The wife was a sensible person. Although she was worried, she understood her husband's plan as soon as someone mentioned it.
The fingers were cut off, and it was definitely not going to heal, but if they could get Lord Sima's face, there would always be a chance in the future.
But suddenly, the man was carried out.
The wife's eyes turned red all of a sudden.
The son was also very sensible. He shed big tears, but he didn't cry, he just supported his mother.
The young man looked up and saw a girl in white clothes. There was blood on her body and gloves. She had a white mask on her face and a pair of very beautiful eyes.
She didn't care about the blood on her body at all. While taking off her gloves, she said, "Madam, don't cry. He will wake up soon. While he just wakes up and is confused, ask him if he has any lovers or any private money. Now you can ask him the right questions and he will answer you obediently."
Sure enough, the yamen runner opened his eyes and looked dazed.
His wife's tears fell.
The boy called him "Dad" in surprise. He was so excited that he blew a bubble from his nose and wiped it with his sleeve.
The yamen runner next to him asked, "Old Nine, Old Nine, how much private money do you have?"
Old Nine answered in a daze, "Not much, just nine taels. Every time I have ten taels, my wife takes it away."
"Where did you put it this time?" The other yamen runners asked fearlessly.
He opened his mouth to speak, but his wife covered his mouth and said, "I'll deal with you when I get back."
"Don't let the wound touch water for seven days, don't give him spicy food, and he will be fine if he has a good rest."
His wife nodded continuously, as long as the person is alive.
She no longer counted on the fingers.
The patients left, and the crowd dispersed.
Naturally, after seeing the person being carried out just now, no patient dared to come forward.
Jiang Mianmian also took a deep breath.
He Yushi and Jiang Changtian, who had just watched the whole process in the small room next to him, were both silent.
The main thing is that I watched a little girl knock a grown man unconscious, and then took a needle and threaded some unknown thread to sew up the man's flesh. The shock was still very great.
Can it really be used to sew like this?
And the mysterious book left by Shangqiuyuan is not as good as Mianmian's trick.
It made people dizzy in an instant.
They were just chatting.
The whole time, she fiddled with the severed hand, and he didn't wake up.
When she came out, she saw that she snapped her fingers, and the yamen runner actually woke up, and then answered all the questions.
No wonder the master of Shangqiuyuan came to steal the house, this must be the ancestor of Shangqiuyuan.
Others only saw that the yamen runner Laojiu's hand was wrapped up, and thought he was finished.
Jiang Changtian and He Yushi saw with their own eyes that Mianmian sewed a person's finger back together. Is that really possible?
If it can be connected that way, why not cut the person in two and then sew them together? Isn't that resurrection from the dead?
Jiang Mianmian thought that she would not have any patients come to her clinic today.
In fact, the operation took a little too long. She was
sweating all over.
Fortunately, Pang Ya was smart and kept wiping her sweat.
It seems that she still needs to train some people who are like-minded.
It was almost dark.
In the end, she cheated and dripped a little diluted spiritual spring on the severed finger.
Jiang Mianmian felt helpless, she still didn't have the confidence that she could do it.
If she could only rely on cheating in the end, she would feel that she had accomplished nothing and was very useless.
Sometimes she thought that she had nothing to do now, just eating and waiting to die, and what was the difference between this and her dream coming true.
Wasn't this the dream she had at the beginning?
After the tense operation, she also needed to relax.
She asked Pang Ya to bring a bucket of hot medicinal porridge and prepared to go see the stargazer.
The earthquake yesterday also damaged the observatory and some parts collapsed.
When Jiang Mianmian climbed to the top of the mountain, she saw the stargazer. He
was like a sculpture, standing in the same place where she had seen him last time.
But in front of him, a whole area collapsed, as if there was a cliff, and one step forward would lead to falling into the abyss.
Jiang Mianmian stepped forward to pass him the food.
The stargazer ate with his head tilted back.
It was cloudy today, and not many stars could be seen.
"Did the stars change during yesterday's earthquake?"
"Yes, a star flickered for a moment, and seemed to be a little brighter, then it got a lot dimmer. I recorded it, and then there was an earthquake. The time of the earthquake corresponded to the brightness of the star in the sky."
The stargazer looked up and handed the things he had recorded yesterday to Mianmian.
Jiang Mianmian looked at the complex star map, which was drawn with a brush. It
was so densely packed and incredible.
She also did something incredible today.
Will future generations be surprised when they read the book?
Wonderful, incredible, existing, and continuing.
Just like this wind, these stars, and this land.
...
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