Lin Ying wrote out the prescription, and Zhao Qinghuai took it and left. Before leaving, he told Lin Ying that when Sun Hu came over, she could just give him the lunchbox.
Lin Ying agreed. Just as she finished eating and was about to wash the lunchbox, Sun Hu came over.
Seeing Lin Ying's actions, he said, "Sister-in-law, you don't need to wash. I'll wash when we get back. You've been busy inside all day. I've already arranged a room for you. You should get some rest."
Lin Ying couldn't find a place to wash the lunchbox, so she simply returned it.
However, Lin Ying refused Sun Hu's suggestion: "I can't go. The patient can't be left alone. I need to stay here and keep an eye on the situation inside."
“Well,” Sun Hu said, a little embarrassed, “then I’ll have to trouble you, sister-in-law. If there’s anything you need, just let me know.”
Lin Ying told Sun Hu not to worry about it: "It's nothing, just a small favor. Commander Sun, you should go back first. Old Zhao will be here soon, and he'll be with me."
This was, after all, a forest farm, and Zhao Qinghuai naturally needed Sun Hu's permission to enter and leave. Therefore, he knew what Zhao Qinghuai had gone to do.
"Alright then, we have to work tomorrow, so I won't stand on ceremony with you."
Lin Ying smiled and said, "You should go and rest."
Lin Ying was surprised that Zhao Qinghuai came back in a truck and drove it right in.
Zhao Qinghuai got out of the car and immediately gave the medicinal herbs and first-aid kit to Lin Ying.
Lin Ying took the things and went inside.
First, I sprinkled the medicinal powder on the patient and re-bandaged the wound. Then, I took out a pill to strengthen the body and nourish the vital energy and put it into his mouth.
These pills are specifically prepared for people who are in a coma and unable to swallow or take medicine.
After that, Lin Ying squatted there and began making plasters.
The patient suffered a back injury. If not treated properly, it could lead to chronic back pain, and in old age, the patient could become bedridden.
In severe cases, it can lead to paralysis and loss of sensation in the lower body.
Therefore, it is essential to treat it properly.
One pill and two oils make a thick plaster. It is boiled down three times and then removed from the heat. The plaster is dripped into water and forms beads. The pill is removed from the heat and then added back into the water. When the pill is ready, it is transformed into a paste. When it is placed in cold water, it becomes black like lacquer. It is soft when hot and hard when cold. It sticks when applied and comes off when removed.
This is a rhyming verse for the ointment.
The key points for making plasters are that the amount of explosives must be appropriate; too little will make it difficult to achieve the desired effect, while too much will affect the plaster's viscosity. When adding the cinnabar, attention must be paid to the heat and dosage; too low a temperature will affect the chemical reaction of the cinnabar oil, resulting in a poor color.
Excessive heat can create a flammable hazard; too little dye will make the plaster too soft and prone to slipping, failing to provide proper adhesion; too much dye will make the plaster too tough, brittle, and non-sticky, causing it to easily fall off during application.
As the ancients said, the black color of a plaster comes from the boiling process, and the shine comes from stirring. After adding the elixir, it needs to be stirred continuously and blown with a fan or blower to allow the gas produced when the oil and elixir combine to escape as much as possible. Only in this way can the plaster be shiny and sticky.
Lin Ying had asked Zhao Qinghuai to bring a lot of medicinal herbs, and she couldn't stay here indefinitely. She would leave after confirming the patient was out of danger tonight. At that time, the medical staff would need to help apply the plaster to the patient.
After working for quite some time, Lin Ying finally made a jar of ointment.
She didn't apply it to the gauze; instead, she planned to tell the medical staff later. It could only be used after the patient's injury had healed.
Lin Ying doesn't need to keep an eye on the patients; she only needs to go in and check on them every hour.
She knew Zhao Qinghuai was outside, so she came out after she finished getting things ready.
Zhao Qinghuai saw Lin Ying come out and beckoned her over.
Curious, Lin Ying went over and saw that Zhao Qinghuai had not only brought the thermos and washbasin from home, but also her toiletries.
"You'll have to make do today, no showering. Didn't you get a basin? Use the old one to wash your feet. Use the new one to wash your face. I brought it all for you. This is cold water, just use it."
Lin Ying couldn't help but laugh when she saw him like this: "What conditions do you have? Why are you still being so particular?"
Zhao Qinghuai was there getting her a toothbrush: "I know you can't sleep without washing up. Hurry up and wash up, then get some sleep."
Lin Ying originally wanted to say that this was a place where no one slept.
The doctors and nurses in the infirmary need to watch over the patient; besides the ward, there's only one bed outside. She can catch up on sleep when she gets home tomorrow, but they can't.
She certainly couldn't compete with others for a bed.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Qinghuai pointed to the back of the truck: "Why do you think I changed vehicles?"
Lin Ying couldn't help but laugh: "As expected of my Commander Zhao, how come he's so smart?"
Lin Ying quickly washed up, and Zhao Qinghuai used the water she had used to wash his face and feet. He used his own toothbrush.
After washing up, the two got into the back of the truck. To their surprise, there were blankets laid out in the back.
Lin Ying smiled again.
The cargo bed of modern wagons is not flat; it is lower in the front and higher in the back.
The two of them lay down together in the car, heads facing backwards.
"Wow, there are so many stars here. This is the first time I've ever seen them. I could see them before when I slept in the kitchen shed, but it wasn't as beautiful as this."
"I've seen even more beautiful stars than this. But it was too cold back then. I'm not in as good a mood as I am now."
Zhao Qinghuai held Lin Ying in his arms, and Lin Ying rested her head on Zhao Qinghuai's arm. Looking at the stars in the sky and listening to Zhao Qinghuai's heartbeat, she unknowingly drifted off to sleep.
Normally, Lin Ying wouldn't wake up if Zhao Qinghuai were around.
However, because she was worried about the patient's condition, Lin Ying would wake up every hour to make sure the patient was alright before going back to sleep.
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