The days when I fished in Daming

Chapter 131
Zheng Xiong left, waving his hands without taking away a cloud, Li Si looked at the man's back, cheered up, and said to the doctors.

"You have heard what Tiling said, this is the last batch, everyone work hard."

It seems to have said something, and it seems that nothing has been said. This method is a bit tasteless. It is tasteless to eat, but it is a pity to discard it. I still have some experience.

Disappointed, the doctor turned back to deal with the wounded soldiers. He knew how to set bones. What he wanted was that Zheng Xiong had a refreshing and breakthrough thinking, but unfortunately Zheng Xiong did not.

As early as the 16th century BC, there were descriptions of bone fractures in oracle bone inscriptions during the Yin and Shang Dynasties.At that time, I knew how to use the location of the organ to name the disease, including the name of the injury and disease such as the elbow, the hand, the shin, and the toe.

There have been special records about orthopedics in all dynasties.

In the Song Dynasty, the Imperial Medical Bureau set up the "Department of Sores, Swelling and Wounds and Ulcers", and the Department of Traumatology and Orthopedics was established again.

At that time, doctors specializing in bone setting spread all over urban and rural areas, and bone setting hospitals appeared one after another.

The characteristics of people in the Song Dynasty in the treatment of fractures: First, local treatment prevailed, such as rinsing with boiled water, applying plasters, and massage.

The second is that bone repair needs to be supplemented by bone substances, so animal bones are widely used for oral administration to treat fractures.

The orthopedic script of Chinese medicine is a timeless technology, regardless of Chinese or Western. Chinese medicine advocates the combination of movement and stillness, while Western medicine emphasizes absolute stillness.

Simple and simple, the main purpose of nailing the steel plate is to quickly clear up the internal bleeding, but the orthopedic surgery of traditional Chinese medicine is not far behind, but the curative effect is slower.

All the physicians here can order, but some are not proficient in it. You look at me, and I look at you.

"Can you do it, you or I will go up."

"Anyone is fine, or take turns!"

"Yes, this is just the time to rest."

In groups of two, the two doctors in the middle went to other people's rooms to ask for advice if they couldn't handle it well.

There is no precedence in learning, and the master is the teacher.

The advantage of joining the army is that you can discuss technical issues with other doctors.

It was another day of intense surgery, and nearly a thousand wounded soldiers with broken bones and tendons were healed.

It’s very fast, it can be done in a few minutes, and it’s very slow, it can’t be done in a few hours. Some doctors can do it with ease.

Only familiar with hands.

Seeing that there were no more wounded soldiers, the doctors breathed a sigh of relief, and some of them sat up slumped, or fell headlong into the room, startling the people around them.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he checked his breathing, his breath was steady, and his pulse was normal.

Physicians are not gods and men. He held his breath at first, but when the breath dissipated, he naturally wanted to rest instinctively as soon as he relaxed.

Looking at the sound of the sleeping doctor, although he knew it was not the time to sleep, but he couldn't stop the drowsiness, and then fell asleep together.

In the barracks, apart from the wails that came from time to time, there were the grunting sounds from the various doctors.

Li Si was going to gather the doctors to go back to rest, but he found that there were not many doctors accompanying him. When he broke in, he found that he was sleeping.

After finally waking one up, before saying a few more words, he fell into a dreamland. There was no way but to ask Zheng Xiong for instructions.

"Tiling, the doctors are too tired for the past few days. Now that there are no wounded soldiers, they are all asleep. It won't help to force them to wake up. They will fall asleep again soon. I have no choice but to ask Tiling how to act."

"This is not a good place to sleep. You go and call some peasants over, and if you can't wake them up, take them all back and put on cleaner clothes."

"Tiring, is it necessary to do this?"

Zheng Xiong squinted at Li Si.

"You just do it, so much nonsense, don't you find that your body smells bad?"

Li Si sniffed the clothes, then said awkwardly.

"Indeed, it's all rotten. I haven't had time to change my clothes these days, so I just fell asleep when I got back, but if I change my clothes, don't I have to change them again when I take a shower the next day?"

"Just change it, why, you have an opinion!"

"Uh, I don't have any objections, I'd like to follow Ti's instructions."

"Hurry up, I'm going back first, you ask Deputy Yang to lead a few people on duty, he shouldn't be tired, that's all."

"Yes."

Li Si is qualified as a doctor, but the medical officer was a little short of time, and under Zheng Xiong's order, Li Si explained the situation to Yang Yitian.

"Deputy Yang, Tiling just said that you should bring a few people on duty. The next official will arrange for the doctors to go back to rest. I have already brought the words, so I will leave first."

What a Zheng Xiong, if you don't want to die, can't you let yourself experience the leisurely life?

It's a pity that a deputy is a deputy, and a senior official crushes people to death. Zheng Xiong is not comparable to ordinary officials, so he can only suffer.

If you can't resist, then lie down, with the correct posture, it might not be regarded as enjoyment.

It was three o'clock in the day when Zheng Xiong got up to wash up. A group of doctors who had already woken up heard that Zheng Xiong had no other orders, so they went to sleep late. Some of them couldn't sleep, so they stopped by the door, took a bath, and went back to their nests to continue sleeping.

It wasn't until Zheng Xiong ordered people to start calling the door that he hurried out of the room. After lunch, he followed Zheng Xiong to the barracks.

Li Si was drowsy, his eyes drooped, and when he saw Zheng Xiong coming, he cheered up a little, saluted Zheng Xiong, and said with tears in his eyes.

"Tiling, you are finally here. If you don't come again, the officials will hardly be able to hold on to this body."

"Deputy Yang has worked hard to lead the charge. This officer is here. You go back and have a good rest. Leave the rest to this officer."

Lazy at night, didn't have a long rest, Yang Yitian, who was eagerly waiting for Zheng Xiong to come in the early morning, was really too sleepy until now, so he hurriedly answered.

"It's been hard to get the collar, the next official is back, and I'm leaving."

Fearing that Zheng Xiong would return, he quickly ran away.

Zheng Xiong touched his nose and looked at Li Si.

"Is this officer that scary?"

"No, Tiling is very good. He has a brilliant literary talent, excellent eyesight, and a nice voice. I always want to follow Tiling's back and listen to Tiling's teachings."

Li Si's sudden enlightenment made Zheng Xiong feel better, and he said something with a smile.

"It's not as good as you said, but it's still a little bit worse. It's okay for us to think so, otherwise people like me will eventually make others jealous, and it will inevitably cause unnecessary troubles at that time, understand?"

"Yes, Xiaguansheng, it's too modest to withdraw."

"Ah."

The doctors just wanted to agree with each other sincerely, but Zheng Xiong started the ward rounds tour, and hurriedly followed Zheng Xiong's footsteps.

The wounded soldiers in the camp were startled when they saw the dense crowd, and there were many doctors who couldn't get in surrounded outside the tent, looking miserable, they asked the leader Zheng Xiong weakly.

"My lord, the little one is hopeless."

"No."

"Did the little one do something wrong? This little one is wronged!"

"Nothing, just to see your situation, don't think too much."

The wounded soldier breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned to his sickly appearance.

"Thank you for your concern, my little one feels much better in the past two days, and I drank some porridge in the morning."

"Well, that's fine, you have a good rest."

(End of this chapter)