Chapter 446 Blackened and rotten wounds
Xu Wenzhao and Jiang Wanwan, carrying the soaked antipyretic medicine, came to the warehouse full of wounded soldiers.
The wounded soldiers who were given the steamed buns first, each of them had already received the hot steamed buns that belonged to them.
However, the steamed buns were all held in their hands, but no one ate them?
Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan frowned and asked in confusion: "Why don't you eat? Don't you like it?"
It shouldn't be!
Then she heard someone explain in a hoarse voice.
"Supplies are limited now. These precious resources should be left for those who need them more. We are all injured now, and we don't know if we can get out. It's a waste to eat these buns."
"Captain, you should ask someone to take these buns back and leave them for those who need them more!"
"Yes, I still have nine grains of barley, enough for me to support for a day."
"I still have a barley dough the size of half an egg in my hand, which will be enough for another three days!"
...
Jiang Wanwan widened her eyes, unable to believe what she heard.
Nine grains of barley?
Is it the barley the same size as a grain of rice in her impression?
So, how can nine grains of barley support a day?
And how can a barley dough the size of half an egg support three days?
Most importantly, in the history that Jiang Wanwan did not travel through,
did those revolutionary martyrs survive on nine grains of highland barley and a highland barley dough the size of half an egg?
For the first time, Jiang Wanwan faced the food difficulties in the grasslands as described in history books.
It turned out to be so difficult, so difficult that she was heartbroken just by hearing about it.
For the first time in her adult life, Jiang Wanwan could not control her emotions and her eyes were red in an instant.
She interrupted the tear-jerking words one after another and said while holding back her sobs.
"Don't refuse, there are still a lot of buns, and each of you can exchange for a lot. If you don't eat a little more now, it will be a pity if you can't carry it when you leave tomorrow morning."
The Red Army soldiers may be grateful for Jiang Wanwan's hospitality, but few of them are willing to believe her fantastic words.
Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan knew that her prestige was not enough, and she hurriedly pulled Xu Wenzhao's sleeve.
It was not until Xu Wenzhao explained that the wounded were skeptical and stopped asking the commander to take back the buns, but few of them actually ate them.
Jiang Wanwan held the medicine and walked towards Hu Gong inside, and couldn't help but persuade him again: "Eat the buns while they are still hot!"
Unfortunately, the effect was not great.
When the two of them came to Mr. Hu, they saw two whole buns on the shelf.
Mr. Hu was still unconscious and couldn't eat, and it was obvious that Deng Ying, who was taking care of him, was not ready to eat either.
Looking at the other party's calm face, Jiang Wanwan knew that no matter how much she persuaded him, it would be useless.
Why didn't they listen to her advice, but she couldn't get angry.
Forget it, if they don't want to eat, then don't eat!
Jiang Wanwan thought viciously that when she finished the things at hand, she would force the Red Soldiers to line up to buy goods, and then each of them would take ten or eight buns to see if they were willing to eat them!
Xu Wenzhao, who was walking in front, pointed at the teacup and said, "Comrade Deng, this is antipyretic medicine, you should feed it to Mr. Hu."
"Antipyretic medicine?" Deng Ying was surprised at first, then surprised, but finally sighed.
"Captain Xu, it is difficult to obtain supplies. You should first consider everyone, not just one person's needs!"
Hearing this, Jiang Wanwan temporarily put aside her depression and retorted in disagreement.
"Madam, it is not difficult to obtain supplies. A pack of antipyretic medicine is just equivalent to a bun. Besides, Mr. Hu can only exchange for more supplies when he wakes up!"
After that, she let Xu Wenzhao explain the process of trading goods to Deng Ying.
Jiang Wanwan squatted down, first stretched out her hands to dry Hu Gong's clothes, and then checked Hu Gong's specific condition.
His cheeks, which were so thin that the edges of his bones could be seen, were red, and he was obviously suffering from a high fever.
Jiang Wanwan tried it and found that his forehead was indeed hot, but it was a pity that there was no thermometer.
At this time, Deng Ying finally learned from Xu Wenzhao what happened outside.
Jiang Wanwan handed the warm teacup in her hand to Deng Ying, and dried her clothes.
Before the other party was surprised, she opened her mouth to make suggestions.
"I have a cotton coat that can be used as a quilt. It costs 500 points each. Buy one for Hu Gong first! Oh, and there are strong liquors that cost 100 points each. Buy one for Hu Gong to wipe his palms, soles, and armpits. It can effectively cool him down!"
Xu Wenzhao agreed without thinking, and Deng Ying did not refuse this time.
So Jiang Wanwan took out a military coat and a bottle of Erhu from the system grid and handed them to Deng Ying.
Erhu was put aside first. After the military coat was shaken open, it immediately covered Hu Gong from head to toe, attracting subtle looks from the people around.
The military coat is a custom-made model made in the primitive world according to the size of primitive people. The overall length is two meters, which is not much different from a quilt.
If it were in any other world, it would probably cause discussion among customers, or even result in a return.
But at this time, no one would complain that it is too long and too big.
After all, it is cold in the grassland at night, and the Red Army is afraid that the things to keep out the cold are not big enough.
Even outside the grassland, for the Red Army, which is short of supplies, the large cotton-padded jacket is a pleasant surprise, as one piece can be turned into two!
After Mr. Hu explained the things here clearly, Deng Ying would take care of it, so there was no need to worry.
After Jiang Wanwan stood up, she was not idle, and turned around to help other wounded soldiers dry their clothes.
During this period, she inevitably saw the wounds of these soldiers.
The Red Army soldiers were mostly injured in their feet or calves, with some injuries on their hands, but almost none in other places.
Moreover, most of these wounds were red, black, or even rotten, which were obvious symptoms of infection.
After Jiang Wanwan inquired about the situation, she learned that most of these wounds were caused by crossing the grassland.
The grassland was full of mud, and the Red Army soldiers often wet their shoes and pants while walking.
The mud was poisonous, and as long as there were exposed wounds, they would be infected if they touched the mud. In the absence of medical care, the condition would only become more and more serious.
The most critical thing was that many Red Army soldiers were still wearing straw sandals, or even no shoes, so they could only step into the mud barefoot, and then be scratched by grass stems or stones in the mud, and finally get infected.
Along the way, when they first entered the grassland, only a few people had wounds on their feet that were infected.
However, as time went by, more and more people were injured along the way, which eventually led to the current situation.
Seeing some Red Army soldiers with half of their legs black and rotten, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but be terrified.
If this situation is not intervened, it will only get worse. In the end, even if they walk out of the grassland, they will probably face amputation or lameness, right?
So what to do?
By the way, she has anti-inflammatory drugs and Yunnan Baiyao in her hands, but she doesn't know if they can work?
Jiang Wanwan decided to speed up the drying of clothes, and then quickly take the Red Army soldiers to do the deal!
It's a pity that there were no shoes in the goods she brought this time, otherwise it would be possible to avoid other Red Army soldiers from suffering similar injuries.