Chapter 96 Seam Lines
In the evening, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong were grinding charcoal in the yard. Now
that he had paper, Jian Mo wanted to make some serious pens.
He had sharpened charcoal to make pens before, but the color of the charcoal was too light and it was not smooth enough. It was okay to use on wooden boards, but writing on paper directly scratched several sheets of his paper, so he had to make new pens.
Making pens is not difficult. What he is pursuing at the moment are the two points of smoothness and color.
You can use charcoal or pot ash to make color.
He has heard people say that ink is made from ash from smoking.
It is not so troublesome to make pens for home use. Grind the charcoal, sift out the fine charcoal powder, sift it twice more, add animal oil to mix it, and add a little clay to shape it. The color of the pen is dark enough.
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong experimented for several days, mixed several suitable material ratios, and made several pens.
After the pen was made, Jian Mo put it on the stove to slowly dry, and then wrapped it with a layer of bark.
After this set of processes, Jian Mo got a pen similar to a pencil, and after sharpening, it was not much different from a pencil.
Even if the color is a little lighter, it can be regarded as a pencil with a higher hardness. If it is sharpened carefully, it can be as thin as you want, and the feel is almost the same as modern pens.
Jian Mo took the pen and wrote several lines of words on the notebook, swishing, swishing, and the beautiful handwriting was the same as the pattern.
Wu Jiong touched the notebook carefully: "Your handwriting is really beautiful."
Jian Mo: "Of course, after all, the writing has been developed for thousands of years. I'll show you another one."
As he spoke, Jian Mo changed the font and quickly wrote a line of running script: "Is it different again?"
Wu Jiong nodded.
Jian Mo wrote another line of cursive script: "There is this!"
Wu Jiong looked at it carefully: "Is it the same as the previous two lines?"
Jian Mo: "Yes, the content is the same. The top one is regular script, and the bottom one is running script. This special sloppy one is called cursive script, which says 'If you are destined to meet, you will meet thousands of miles away.' There is also a handwriting that is specially used in our industry. I have almost forgotten it and cannot use it to write calligraphy."
Some of the words in their medical industry look particularly sloppy, and outsiders can't understand them at all. In fact, they are special abbreviations, just like passwords. It's normal for people who haven't learned it to not understand them.
He had taken relevant courses in college, but after so many years, he had almost forgotten everything.
Not to mention the calligraphy in the medical industry, the regular script, running script and cursive script have already made Wu Jiong's eyes sparkle.
He praised Jian Mo several times in a low voice, "Amazing", and reached out to touch the notebook again and again.
Jian Mo leaned over and kissed him, and couldn't help but open a screen in front of him, slowly telling him the love poems he still remembered.
Thanks to so many years of quality education, Jian can recite quite a lot of love poems.
The two of them rarely talked about literature, and the Orc Continent also had epic poems and love songs passed down by word of mouth.
Wu Jiong remembered some, and Jian Mo wrote them all down in the notebook.
After writing and reading, Jian Mo also remembered quickly.
This unique communication between the two made them feel like they were in a passionate love period - the kind of passionate love that no one else could interrupt.
These past few days, the two had deliberately acted alone and had told the tribe about it.
The tribe had no objections.
Jian Mo did not have to hand in supplies to the tribe when he acted alone, but Wu Jiong would still hand it in. When they acted alone, their harvest was often higher than the average harvest of collective action.
Being in love did not hinder their work.
After breakfast that day, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong went to the woods southeast of the tribe to collect.
The weather was getting warmer, and there were more berries in the woods, which were Jian Mo's favorite type to collect.
The various sweet and sour berries are really delicious, with a strong fruity flavor. Some are even better than the fruits grown on Earth. If you can't finish them, you can dry them or bake them into fruit slices.
When the two were chatting, Wu Jiong suddenly listened carefully.
Jian Mo said, "It seems like someone is calling us?"
Wu Jiong said, "From the sky, over there."
Jian Mo looked in the direction Wu Jiong pointed, and saw Ban Ming flying over on a Jiujiu.
"Brother Jian Mo--" Ban Ming hugged Jiujiu's neck and yelled, "Something big has happened! Shu Guang, the chief of the Qinhai tribe, was seriously injured and is dying--"
Jian Mo took two seconds to react before he figured out what he was talking about: "Shu Guang?!"
Ban Ming: "Yes! That's the bear chief! The people of their tribe are still in our tribe. I heard about it and quickly rode Jiujiu to find you."
Jiujiu flapped its wings: "Jiujiu--"
meaning it brought them here to find them.
Jian Mo immediately put down the things in his hands and said, "Let's go back and take a look."
Wu Jiong pulled the animal skin skirt on his body and threw it into the backpack: "Let's go."
Wu Jiong turned back into a giant wolf. Jian Mo carried the backpack on his back, climbed onto his back nimbly, and hugged his neck: "Alright!"
The giant wolf immediately ran, taking a step of seven or eight meters, like lightning in the wilderness, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that they were already running towards the tribe, Ban Ming quickly patted his subordinate Jiujiu: "Jiujiu, hurry up, turn back, we'll go back to the tribe too."
Jiujiu: "Jiujiu!"
Jiujiu flapped its wings and flew behind the giant wolf.
In a straight line, Jiujiu was a few points slower than the giant wolf.
The patrolling beastmen saw them coming back from a distance and made way for the giant wolf to run in.
The giant wolf ran directly into the riverside tribe. Ban Ming shouted behind them: "The people of the Qinhai tribe are in the open space."
The giant wolf turned around and ran towards the open space of the tribe.
Jian Mo was sitting on his back. Before he reached the open space, he had already seen several giant bears lying in a mess on the open space.
The giant bear was obviously very tired. Now he was lying on the ground panting and had not recovered yet.
The giant wolf ran to the giant bears, and the giant bears used their huge paws to support the ground and turned over with difficulty: "Chief Wu Jiong, Doctor Jian Mo."
Jian Mo slid down from the giant wolf, hurriedly found the fur skirt and handed it to the giant wolf, then turned around and asked, "What happened? How did your chief get seriously injured?"
The giant bears spoke up:
"A group of cross-horned beasts migrated to our tribe these past two days, and the tribe decided to fight them."
"I don't know why, but the cross-horned beasts are particularly fierce this year, and their aggressiveness is also very strong."
"We had a few young and inexperienced beastmen who were surrounded by cross-horned beasts. The chief went to rescue them, but was hit in the stomach by the cross-horned beasts and was seriously injured."
Jian Mo said immediately after hearing this: "What does being hit in the stomach mean? Internal injuries? Or is there a big hole in the stomach? What about the internal organs? Are they injured? Did anything fall out of the stomach?"
The giant bears looked at each other and added:
"There was a big hole in the stomach and a lot of blood was flowing out."
"The intestines fell out and we stuffed them back in."
"I wonder what about the other internal organs? When we arrived, the chief was still alive, but not in good condition."
As they spoke, the giant bears shed tears, wetting their fur.
The Qinhai tribe was too far from the riverside tribe. It usually took three days to walk there. They ran at full speed for most of the day.
Some of them turned into beasts and carried their tribesmen while running. When they couldn't run any more, they got off their backs, turned back into beasts, carried the exhausted tribesmen, and continued running.
They took turns carrying people and running, and finally got there in most of the day.
Jian Mo said solemnly, "I'll go to your tribe first."
I wonder how Shu Guang is doing now? If he was at the scene, the possibility of saving him would be greater - after all, Shu Guang didn't die immediately.
Now that they are so far away, everything is hard to say. It's not certain whether Shu Guang is still alive.
But they had to go anyway. When they went to Qinhai tribe to collect garlic and flour grass last year, Shu Guang was very nice to them. From a personal point of view, Jian Mo also wanted to save him.
When the giant bears heard that Jian Mo was willing to go, they all nodded in unison and their tears flowed again.
These giant bears cried miserably. Jian Mo couldn't help but said, "We will ride on Jiujiu. You don't have to worry behind. Take care of yourself and don't run like this anymore."
After that, Jian Mo didn't want to say hello to them. He hurried home with Wu Jiong to find all kinds of surgical instruments and medicines.
Jian Mo packed two large medical boxes and prepared to go.
Wu Jiong told the people in the tribe that he planned to go with Jian Mo.
After Qing Kuang and De Jiang got the news and rushed back, they both said seriously that they would take good care of the tribe and let them go without worry.
Everyone was relatively simple and honest, and they felt very sympathetic when they heard that Shu Guang was seriously injured.
Qing Kuang and De Jiang would consider it more. The relationship between the Qinhai tribe and the Riverside tribe has always been good, and Shu Guang is also easy to talk to. If possible, everyone still hopes that Shu Guang can continue to be the chief, rather than replacing a new chief.
When Jian Mo was packing up, the people of the tribe had already fed Jiujiu a lot of dried meat and water, and readjusted its reins.
After Jian Mo and Wu Jiong came out, they could ride Jiujiu directly.
Jian Mo looked at Ban Ming and the others who never failed in important matters, and waved: "Thank you for your hard work, we will set off immediately."
Ban Ming waved eagerly: "Brother Jian Mo, Chief, you all should be careful."
Wu Jiong nodded, hugged Jian Mo, pulled Jiujiu's reins, and patted Jiujiu gently: "Jiujiu, let's go."
Jiujiu chirped long, ran forward a few meters, and flapped its wings to fly.
Jian Mo also patted Jiujiu's neck: "Okay Jiujiu, it's up to you, fly faster."
Jiujiu listened to Jian Mo's words and flapped its wings more vigorously, and the speed was indeed much faster than usual.
Jiujiu had been to the Qinhai tribe several times and was very familiar with the road.
They flew directly in a straight line, saving a lot of turns in the middle, and the speed was much faster than the giant bears of the Qinhai tribe.
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong were originally worried that Jiujiu would not be able to fly to the Qinhai tribe, so they planned to wait until it flew half the distance, and then Wu Jiong would turn into a giant wolf to carry Jian Mo and continue on the road.
Unexpectedly, Jiujiu persisted throughout the whole journey, and just after noon, it flew to the Qinhai tribe.
The people of the Qinhai tribe also knew them, and when they saw them, they immediately ran over: "Doctor Jian Mo! Chief Wu Jiong!"
Jian Mo put his cheek against the panting Jiujiu with heartache, and asked the people who ran over: "How is your Chief Shu Guang?"
The orc running in the front said decisively: "He's still alive!"
Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll go and see first! Jiujiu--"
Kuang Ning stood up from the crowd: "Leave Jiujiu to me, I'll take it to rest."
Jian Mo nodded solemnly: "Thank you for your hard work."
Wu Jiong took Jian Mo's two huge medicine boxes and followed Jian Mo. Under the guidance of the Qinhai tribe, they rushed to the cave where Shu Guang was: "The chief was injured yesterday afternoon. After we came back, we fed him medicine and applied medicine. But it was useless. The chief's intestines were broken."
Jian Mo couldn't believe it: "Broken intestines?"
He thought it was just a hole in the abdomen. Before, on Earth, he took in a stray cat with a broken stomach and intestines falling out.
Relatively speaking, stray animals are more stubborn. After treatment, the surgical effect is generally good.
But that was with the blessing of modern medicine. Without modern medicine, it would be very difficult to save an animal with dirty intestines falling out.
Not only did Shu Guang's intestines break, but the people of the Qinhai tribe also fed him medicine, so he must have an infection in his abdominal cavity.
The situation is really hard to say.
Jian Mo's heart sank to the bottom, and his face was very solemn.
He wondered if he would see Shu Guang's body if he went into the cave now?
Fortunately, standing outside the cave, he still heard Shu Guang's heavy breathing.
The people of the Qinhai tribe wanted to take him into the cave, and Jian Mo stretched out his hand to stop them: "Don't go in yet, so as not to cause a more serious infection. Wu Jiong and I will go and take a look."
Jian Mo took Wu Jiong with him mainly for his own safety. He didn't know whether Shu Guang still recognized people and whether he would attack if his life was threatened. He had to protect himself.
The people of the Qinhai tribe were unusually straightforward: "Thank you for your hard work."
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong hurried into the cave carrying a medical kit.
The giant bear, as big as a hill, was lying on its back on a beast-skin mattress in the middle of the cave, breathing heavily. The cave smelled of blood and a strange smell of dirt.
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong put on masks and walked over.
Even though he was injured to this extent, Shu Guang had not lost consciousness. Hearing the footsteps, he turned his head with difficulty to look at the scary beast eyes: "Doctor Jian Mo..."
As soon as he spoke, blood flowed out again.
Jian Mo stopped him sternly: "Don't talk yet, let us help you."
The giant bear stopped talking.
Jian Mo walked over, and there was indeed a big hole in the giant bear's stomach, bloody and mangled. However, he was seriously injured yesterday, and today the blood hole actually seemed to be growing faintly, and Jian Mo saw new tissue.
The orcs' healing ability is too terrifying.
Jian Mo put on gloves and carefully checked the giant bear's abdominal cavity.
As expected, two intestines were broken, the small intestines, and the intestines could not grow back on their own. The giant bear's abdominal cavity was also seriously contaminated.
This situation made even Jian Mo's scalp tingle.
In any case, the wound still had to be treated. As for whether it would survive or not, it was all up to fate.
Jian Mo took Wu Jiong out and communicated with the people of Qinhai tribe: "Chief Shu Guang's condition is very bad. He must have surgery immediately, but I can't guarantee that he will survive after the surgery."
The rough beastman with red eyes said: "We will do it. It's not your fault if he doesn't survive."
Jian Mo nodded: "Okay. I didn't know that Chief Shu Guang's intestines were broken before I came. Now the intestines must be sewed up. Ordinary thread is not enough. OK, I have to get the intestines of other animals to use as thread. Do you have any larger animals here?"
Beast: "How about a tuk-tuk?"
Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine, kill the tuk-tuk immediately, peel out the small intestine, clean out the stuff inside, wash it and give it to me. In addition, make a few more fires. If you have a new pot that has not been used, use it directly and boil more water. I will need it."
The beast went immediately.
Jian Mo prepared for the operation.
Jian Mo had used protein sutures before, but they were all processed by major pharmaceutical companies. He had never used this kind. He only read in textbooks that people in history had used intestinal sutures.
The main reason for using intestinal sutures is that Shu Guang had his intestines severed. If he can survive, it will be impossible to cut open his stomach and remove the sutures after his injuries have healed.
Intestinal sutures, a type of protein, will be directly degraded into small molecule peptides and amino acids in his body and absorbed by him, eliminating the need to remove the sutures.
However, all this is based on the premise that he can survive. If he can't survive, then there's nothing to say, no matter what kind of suture is used.
The people of the Qinhai tribe acted quickly to save the life of their family leader.
The intestines they sent included not only complete intestines, but also intestines cut into threads of different thicknesses, all very long.
Jian Mo looked at the beastman who gave him the intestines with approval, and immediately put the intestinal sutures into boiling salt water.
This step is for disinfection and infection prevention. As for the effect, Jian Mo can only leave it to fate.
Jian Mo took out the intestinal tract, put on new clothes that had been cleaned and disinfected, put on gloves, and went into the cave full of oil lamps with Wu Jiong to perform the operation.
If you ignore the huge body of the giant bear, Jian Mo felt that it was not much different from the operations he performed on stray cats and dogs in the past.
He concentrated on the operation, while Wu Jiong protected his safety.
In Shu Guang's condition, he could no longer be given anesthetics, but the abdominal cavity was flushed with boiled and cooled moss salt water, which was somewhat helpful.
If it really didn't work, Jian Mo would have no choice.
I don't know if it was because the situation was particularly difficult or what, but Jian Mo entered a flow state today - a state of full involvement and complete selflessness.
In this state, his operation went smoothly.
After an unknown amount of time, Jian Mo finally finished all the surgeries. The abdominal cavity was flushed, the intestines were sutured, and all the cracks were carefully sutured layer by layer.
Jian Mo looked at the cold and gray giant bear, whose body was only slightly moving. He didn't know what to say, so he just said, "Go out first."
His voice came muffled from under the mask. When he turned around, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Wu Jiong's strong arms grabbed his waist and helped him up in time.
The two walked out of the cave. The people of the Qinhai tribe were waiting outside, looking at them expectantly.
Jian Mo said, "The operation is done. Whether Chief Shu Guang can survive depends on the next two days. Let's go back first. Leave a person in charge to talk to me. I have something to say."
The rough man who received Jian Mo and Wu Jiong before stayed: "Doctor Jian Mo, you talk."
Jian Mo stood tiredly with the help of Wu Jiong: "It's like this. Chief Shu Guang's beast form is too big, and the thread to be used needs to be thicker than ordinary threads. I don't know if the thread used in the operation just now will break-"
He just found out when he used the intestinal thread that the strength of the intestinal thread was a bit insufficient.
If this intestinal thread is used on ordinary people or small and medium-sized animals, it must be enough. Shu Guang's beast form is too big, and the tension of the wound is also large, so the intestinal thread may not be strong enough.
The sutures on the intestines should be fine. The problem lies in the deep tissue. He sutured layer by layer. The deep tissue is difficult to remove, so he also used intestinal sutures, and ordinary sutures were used for the surface layer.
Jian Mo was only worried that there would be problems with the deep tissue.
The rugged man looked worried: "What should we do?"
Jian Mo said: "I remember when I was looking for flour grass, I saw a gray creature with a long and round tail?"
The rugged man: "Long-tailed beast, yes! There are a lot of long-tailed beasts on the flour grass side."
Jian Mo: "I need you to find that kind of long-tailed beast, the bigger the better. After finding it, I want to cut their tails and pull out the tendons inside to make sutures. Keep them in reserve so that you can use them directly in case of emergency."
The rugged man nodded: "I'll send someone to find it immediately."
Jian Mo: "Okay, let's divide the work and cooperate. I'll stay here to watch Chief Shu Guang."
When Jian Mo was in school, the textbook talked about pure natural collagen sutures, which were talking about the tendons on the tails of mice.
It is said that the tendons in a mouse's tail are strong, firm and long, with little inflammatory response, and are a very high-quality suture.
He just remembered it, but he didn't have time to send someone to look for it.
It would take too much time to find this long-tailed beast in the wild and prepare for the suturing.
Shu Guang's condition was relatively stable for the time being. Jian Mo ate something and asked about Jiujiu's condition. After making sure that Jiujiu was okay, he took a nap in the cave.
Wu Jiong was watching him all the time.
The people of the Qinhai tribe moved very quickly when they really took action.
They brought the long-tailed beast back at night.
The tail of this long-tailed beast is much longer than that of a mouse. When it was cut open, there were indeed thick and long tendons inside.
Jian Mo asked them to peel out the tendons, separate them into threads of different thicknesses, and steam them all for later use - if they were not in a hurry, fumigation would be more effective than boiling the tendons directly in water.
They did not rest much all night.
Shu Guang's condition was okay, and he had been stubbornly alive.
Jian Mo got up every once in a while to check on him, and found that he was slowly getting better.
The operation seemed to be effective.
Jian Mo was refreshed and no longer sleepy.
Maybe God was on their side, Shu Guang's condition was getting better and better, his shaved belly was dry and refreshing, without much exudate, his heartbeat became more and more normal, and his body temperature rose.
If it weren't for the big cut on his belly, Jian Mo would have thought he was not injured, but just sleeping.
It seems that God is on Shu Guang's side, the thread on his belly is not broken!
Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that he didn't need a second surgery.
The next morning, Shu Guang woke up for the first time. He opened his eyes and looked at Jian Mo and Wu Jiong, and then at the rugged beastman standing on the other side.
The giant bear grinned and greeted them weakly: "Jian Mo, Wu Jiong, Shu Ming."
There was no problem with cognition, his consciousness was clear, and he still cared about social etiquette -
Jian Mo judged in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief again.
Shu Guang's condition was really good, it was rare for him to be so good.
It was not until this time that Jian Mo realized that the rugged beastman's name was Shu Ming.
Shu Ming's eyes were red again: "Brother."
Giant Bear: "It's okay, I won't die."
Jian Mo used the stethoscope to listen to Shu Guang's condition: "He is getting better.
" Giant Bear grinned again: "Really?"
Jian Mo gently put away the stethoscope: "Don't talk, have a good rest."
Giant Bear didn't have the strength to speak: "Thank you."
With that, Giant Bear mumbled a few times and fell asleep again, falling directly into a semi-comatose state.
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