Chapter 2187 Blood Transfusion Again
After seeing him leave, Governor Duan turned around and went to interrogate the bandit leader.
Mr. Zhuang and Yin Huo heard that the battle was over, so they came from their headquarters. When they arrived at the camp, they saw the wounded everywhere and were shocked. "Are the casualties so heavy?"
The soldier sitting next to him, who was holding out his hand for Zhou Liru to bandage his wound, said, "It's not bad. Fewer of the wounded died this time."
Generally, at least half of the wounded soldiers carried off the battlefield would die, not to mention that many wounded soldiers had no chance to be carried off at all.
This time, because there were two more doctors, Zhou Man and Zhou Liru, in the medical tent, and Zhou Man was a very prestigious imperial physician, the soldiers who were responsible for searching for the wounded and carrying them down tried their best to carry down as many as they could.
If your stomach or neck is injured, you won't lift it down at all.
I didn't expect that even with this, the number of deaths was less than before. Joining the army was quite unexpected. So at this time, seeing that Mr. Zhuang and Yin Huo were very fond of each other, I specially pointed them in the direction, "Doctor Zhou is still busy over there."
Zhou Liru bandaged his knuckles, placed the needle and thread on a tray beside him, stood up without any expression, and took two steps to the next wounded soldier.
Liu Huan, who was holding the tray, also stood up woodenly, took a look at the wounded soldier, and skillfully handed her a pair of scissors.
Zhou Liru took it and cut his pants at the knees with two clicks. After exposing the wound, he began to clean it. During the process, he switched from scissors to knives, and then to clamps, cleaning out stones and other dirt in the flesh and blood. He then cut off some dead flesh before applying medicine and bandaging it.
The wounded soldier kept screaming, and the two people squatting there had no expression on their faces.
Yin Huo looked curious, so he squatted down beside Liu Huan and asked curiously, "How many patients did you see today?"
Liu Huan said, "Thirty-two, this is the thirty-third. Basically, we are responsible for these minor injuries."
Even Bai Erlang ran into the medical tent to help, so he was the only one who could assist Zhou Liru.
At first, the two of them were talking softly to comfort the injured person, but later they talked until their throats were burning and their faces were numb, so they didn't want to talk anymore.
They were all external injuries, and the injuries were more or less the same. They could still be enthusiastic if they said the same thing a few times, and could barely be accepted if they said it more than ten times, but if they said it more than thirty times, the two of them really couldn't communicate.
Yin Huo couldn't understand his pain and only felt envious, so he got up and went to find Zhou Man to see if he could help.
Manbao was sawing off someone's hand. The man had been cut on his arm, with only a layer of skin still attached. He had fallen far away and was only brought here now. Although the person who brought him here had given him emergency bandages, he still lost too much blood and was now unconscious.
Manbao took off the messy clothes covering the wound, opened his arm and saw that blood was starting to flow.
She pressed hard to stop the bleeding, and the bleeding slowed down. He instructed Bai Shan, "Cut off his shirt completely."
Then he said to Bai Erlang, "Bring the needle, and have someone bring the medicine for prescription number three."
Bai Erlang agreed and hurried out. Seeing Mr. Zhuang and Yin Huo, he just nodded.
Yin Huo was stunned when he saw that not only his clothes were covered in blood, but even his face was stained with blood.
Bai Erlang came back quickly, handed the needle to Manbao, and said, "They went to get the medicine."
Manbao taught the military doctor how to apply pressure to stop bleeding, and she only gave him the injection after he could use both hands and take her place...
After sawing off the man's arms and treating his wounds, there was some blood on Manbao's face. Bai Shan brought up the hammered medicine and she sewed it up. He lowered his head and applied the medicine carefully. The blood slowly seeped out and then slowed down.
Several people observed the broken part together and made sure that the bleeding was decreasing and had slowly stopped before Manbao bandaged the severed hand.
The military doctor was not very confident. "Sir, I think he may not survive."
Manbao started to think, "Actually, blood transfusion is possible."
Bai Shan asked her, "Did you bring your tools?"
Manbao nodded, "I brought it."
She turned around and said, "It's in one of my boxes. I'll get it."
Actually it was at Koko's place, but it didn't matter. She had a suitcase of luggage and only she knew what was inside.
Manbao ran back to the luggage cart, quickly found the marked box, had it moved to the tent where she was resting, and then opened the box herself.
She first took out the small box from Koko's space, put it in, and then began to look for reagents.
After collecting all the medicines from the shelf, I put them in the small box.
Manbao carried the small box to the medical tent.
When he heard that she was going to give a blood transfusion, even Governor Duan, who was interrogating a horse thief, dropped his whip and ran to see.
Manbao drove them all out, "This medical tent is not clean to begin with, and now you all come here, it's even dirtier."
But in the end they still came to watch, because after the things were cleaned, Manbao needed to draw human blood.
So many strong soldiers were dragged to line up at the door of the medical tent.
Zhou Liru, who had finally finished treating the mildly ill patients, came over excitedly and volunteered, "Aunt, I'll give them a finger prick."
Manbao nodded.
So Zhou Liru happily took a very short silver needle and pricked their fingers to test their blood types.
One of Manbao's most famous medical skills in the capital is disembowelment and blood transfusion.
They all took this class when they were in the Imperial Medical Bureau, and it certainly wasn't something that could be learned in a day or two.
But they have been studying this course for a year. They mainly conduct experiments on rabbits, and various animals are used in turn for suturing. This is how Zhou Liru practiced his suturing skills.
As for blood transfusion, they only learned how to separate serum, prepare reagents, and then test blood type. They had never had the chance to do the final step of blood transfusion. This time they finally had the chance.
Manbao also gave her the opportunity and stood by to give her instructions.
Teacher Mo said that whole blood is actually somewhat dangerous. The best blood is processed, but she obviously does not have the ability and speed to process it, so she can only use whole blood.
While watching Zhou Liru test out the appropriate blood type and draw blood, she went into the medical tent and kept checking on the wounded.
She said to the military doctor, "He has a strong will to live, which is a good thing. I hope it's not too late."
Zhou Liru drew the blood and came in with it nervously. She began to carefully give him a blood transfusion by injecting him. She controlled the speed and couldn't help but look at her aunt.
Manbao nodded slightly to her and said approvingly, "Just do it."
This was the last patient, so Manbao had so much time to spend on him. Several veterans couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the sunset outside, thinking: This kid is really lucky. If he had been sent here two days earlier, he probably wouldn't have needed this, because he took up a lot of time, and the doctors must first ensure the lives of the patients behind him.
Otherwise, it would take as long to treat him as it does to treat three people.
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(End of this chapter)
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