1635 Han style rises again

Chapter 17

Cao Xiong took Qi Tian back to the upper deck, found Old Ghost Peng, and told him how Qi Tian dealt with his trauma.

"Cutting off the rotten flesh is to avoid the invasion of evil spirits. But what is the purpose of this hot red iron scorching the wound?" Old Ghost Peng asked suspiciously.

"Prevent infection, and stop bleeding by the way." Qi Tian replied.

"What is an infection?"

"Hmm..., prevent that... external evil."

"Okay, okay. If you have any questions, ask after you have treated the wounds of the brothers." Cao Xiong grabbed Qi Tian, ​​pulled him and walked towards the cabin.

"Open the curtains on both sides of the cabin to let the air in!" Qi Tian just entered the cabin, and was almost fainted by the foul smell inside.

"Some brothers have a fever and can't take the wind." said Old Ghost Peng, who was following behind.

"Open it and ventilate it immediately. Otherwise,... that will generate more external evil energy, which is not conducive to the recovery of the injured." Qi Tian insisted.With so many wounded lying here, with the stale breath exhaled, coupled with the stench and bloody smell on their bodies, and the cabin being sealed, I'm afraid some wounded were fainted by fumes, not by pain.

Seeing that Old Ghost Peng was still hesitating and questioning his brother, Qi Dalu didn't say a word, and pulled the curtains at both ends of the cabin on his own.In an instant, the salty sea breeze blew into the cabin, making people feel a little clear.

"Third brother, find someone to boil a pot of water and bring it to a boil."

"Gouzi, go find some shochu!"

"Uncle Peng, help me open this brother's wound..."

Qi Tian suppressed the discomfort in his heart and began to treat the wounded in the cabin.

"These rotten flesh...have been cut...until fresh blood comes out." The wounded were much more serious than his third brother, Qi Tian didn't dare to use the knife, so he simply asked Old Ghost Peng to do it.Then, a candle was lit, and the dagger was roasted on the flame.

"That... my son, how good is that?" Amidst the screams of the wounded, Old Ghost Peng had already cut off the carrion from the wound, exposing bright red flesh and blood, which was shocking.

"Well,... use this to paste the wound." Qi Tian handed the red-hot dagger to Old Ghost Peng, "...wait, I almost forgot to disinfect it first. Bring some wine..."

Peng Laogui watched as Qi Tian poured wine on the patient's wound and washed it vigorously.

"Actually, if conditions permit, the wound should be stitched up....This is the only way to do it now." He said, motioning to Old Ghost Peng to cover the wound with the red-hot dagger.

Hearing Qi Tian's words, Old Ghost Peng was stunned for a moment, but without hesitation, he stuck the red-hot dagger to the wounded man's wound.

"Ah!..." There was another shrill roar, and there was a burnt smell in the cabin.

"Change all the clothes on him, it's easy to get infected." Qi Tian frowned, seeing the wounded lying there weakly, moaning, the clothes he was wearing were dirty and messy.

"Where can I find extra clothes for him to change?" A sailor next to him muttered.

"Find a way to find it!" Qi Tian said impatiently, "Go find any clean clothes! If you don't want this brother to die sooner!"

The sailor was suddenly yelled at by a 15-year-old boy, and he was stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing in a daze!" Cao Xiong kicked the sailor's buttocks, "A few days ago, the cloth and satin sent by Liu Xiang was still in the bottom warehouse, so I asked someone to carry it up."

"Wash him first, and then change his clothes." Qi You ordered, "When washing, don't get the water on the wound."

After treating one wounded person, Qi Tian and Peng Laogui moved on to the next one.Cutting carrion, or debridement, washing with shochu, sealing the wound with a hot iron (red-hot dagger)...

"Chen Dalang's arm is gone..." Peng Laogui led Qi Tian to Chen Dalang's side at last, and carefully tore off the bandage, exposing the wound.As soon as the bandages were loosened, blood began to gush out in large quantities. Chen Dalang's pale face twitched from time to time, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

Qi Tian gasped, he almost shouted at the first moment with such a huge wound, hurry to the hospital, I can't handle it!

"Find a rope!" After a while, Qi Tian immediately realized that at least he must stop the bleeding quickly.

"...need a thin rope!" Qi Tian looked at a sailor beside him handing over a thick cable in a somewhat speechless manner.

"Uncle, cover the wound." Qi Tian said, then gritted his teeth, wrapped a thin rope around the base of Chen Dalang's arm twice, and tied it tightly.

"The blood... seems to have stopped?" Peng Laogui was a little surprised, "...then, continue to seal the wound?"

Qi Tian was a little hesitant, Chen Dalang was not like the other wounded, he just had penetrating wounds such as knives, guns and arrows, and skin and flesh wounds, he had broken more than half of his arm, is it useful to cover it with a branding iron (red-hot dagger)?
"Little Tian, ​​life and death are up to you....Do whatever you want, even if I die, I don't blame you..." Chen Dalang said weakly.

Qi Tian's heart tightened, two days ago he was still a lively man, but now he is so fragile, it's hard to say whether he can survive today.

Heartbroken, Qi Tian took the red-hot dagger and pressed it on Chen Dalang's wound.

Chen Dalang groaned and passed out immediately.

After treating Chen Dalang's wound, Qi Tian heaved a sigh of relief, and ordered Gouzi to divide the wounds into several people to wash the wounds one by one with shochu and wrap them in cloth strips boiled in boiling water.Then, a few steps out of the cabin,

When he came to the deck outside, he picked up a bucket and poured it on himself, as if to wash away all the depression in his heart.

He took off his wet top, leaving only a pair of pants, and sat on the deck leaning against the side of the boat, somewhat tired.

"Xiao Tian, ​​are you tired?" Qi Dajiang came over and sat beside Qi Tian leaning against the boat.

"...Second brother, tell me, can they all survive?" Qi Tian murmured as he stared at a mast in the midship.

"...Maybe, maybe not." Qi Dajiang said.

"Then what's the point of what we did just now?"

"...At least let them believe that we are saving them."

"..." Spiritual comfort, Qi Tian smiled wryly and shook his head.

"In the past, it was not bad for injured people to survive two or three of them."

Qi Tian was silent, he knew that most of the wounded were actually non-fatal in later generations, but in this period, I am afraid that many of the wounded died of infection.

"I don't know what happened to big brother...?" Qi Tian immediately regretted it after finishing speaking.

"..., brother must be alive." Qi Dajiang said, "he must be alive..."

"...we...are we going to escape...where are we going?" Qi Tian changed the subject.

"Third Uncle means to go to Batavia....Last year, Third Uncle made some friendship with a Batavian sea merchant....Let's go there and see if we can settle down."

"Batavia?" Qi Tian said silently, which should be Jakarta in Indonesia.

"Don't worry, with me and your third brother here, we will definitely protect you." Qi Dajiang reached out and rubbed Qi Tian's head.

Qi Tian was not used to it, so he avoided it. He was a middle-aged man with a soul in his 30s, and it was a bit awkward to be treated like a child by a young man who had just turned 27.

In this fucking late Ming Dynasty, if you want to find a stable foothold, you have to travel across the ocean, travel thousands of miles, and go to the Dutch colonists to pray for life.

"Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle." After Gouzi came out of the cabin, he saw Qi Dajiang and Qi Tian sitting on the side of the boat, and walked up to him.

"Goofy, how's it going inside?" Qi Dalu asked.

"...Well, I don't know. Some are asleep, and some are crying for pain." Gouzi said in a daze.

"Gouzi, come here and rest for a while." Qi Tian was a little envious of Gouzi's big nerves, whether it was facing the danger of the enemy or the bloody rescue scene, he didn't seem to show any discomfort.

Next to Qi Tian, ​​Gou Zi was also sitting on the side of the boat, following the two of them silently in a daze.

(End of this chapter)