flstandardbreds Chapter 422
Chapter 422
"Captain, these supplies are too precious now, we can't accept them!" Xiaoliu declined.
Qi Mingyu said, "We are brothers, why be polite? Just take it!"
Xiaoliu and Sangzi looked at Tao Zheng, who hesitated for a moment before saluting Qi Mingyu: "Yes, sir!"
Qi Mingyu smiled and asked a few people to deliver the gift to General Zhao to the tent later.
They didn’t give it in person.
Tao Zheng paused, then spoke again, "Captain, please help coordinate when you return. At the very least, get the elderly, the weak, women, and children into the base as soon as possible. We have many injured here who we can't treat, so we can only delay."
There are too few doctors and no medicine to treat the disease.
This situation is common after the end of the world.
After hearing this, Zhou Shuwan took the initiative to offer that he was a doctor and could go and see if he could help.
Tao Zheng and Xiao Liu were overjoyed and quickly expressed their gratitude.
Afterwards, Zhou Shuwan and Qi Mingyu followed them to the tent where the injured were.
As Tao Zheng said, there were more than a dozen tents here that served as medical areas. Each tent was packed with people, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and medicine.
Most of the wounded were pale and lay there hopelessly.
The light in the tent was dim, and I could only barely see people's faces.
There were some bandages and medicine bottles scattered on the ground, making it look messy.
Several doctors in white coats were busy moving around, providing simple bandaging and treatment to the wounded.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Shuwan felt a little heavy in his heart.
Tao Zheng went over and briefly spoke with the doctor there. The doctor then looked at Zhou Shuwan, a wry smile on his tired face: "Hello, Doctor Zhou! We are seriously short of staff and medicine right now. Many wounded people cannot get timely treatment..."
He paused and pointed to a tent. "The situation over there is the most serious. There are many seriously injured people there. You should go and take a look."
Zhou Shuwan nodded and walked straight towards the tent.
The situation in the tent was worse than she had imagined. The space was so crowded that it was almost impossible to move.
The painful groans of the wounded were intertwined.
She looked around and found that many of the wounded had only been given simple bandages, and their wounds were still bleeding. The bright red blood spread on the worn bandages, and some of the wounds had even begun to become infected, emitting a disgusting smell that was unbearable to look at.
There are not enough Western medicines in the new base now, so Chinese medicine practitioners like Zhou Shuwan come in handy. They can use acupuncture and other methods to replace or assist the use of drugs.
Among them was a young man who was shot in the leg. Although the bullet had been removed with great difficulty, due to the lack of effective medical treatment, the wound had begun to fester, and the surrounding skin was red, swollen and ulcerated, emitting a foul odor.
The nurse standing next to him was very young and seemed to not know what to do, and kept calling for another doctor.
But the other party was urgently treating other patients.
Zhou Shuwan walked forward and stated her identity. The nurse hesitated and took a few steps back to give her the seat.
Zhou Shuwan frowned and carefully observed the man's wounds and complexion. Relying on her rich experience, she quickly found several key acupuncture points, took out silver needles from the needle bag she carried with her, and twisted the silver needles flexibly with her slender fingers, quickly inserting and removing the needles from several acupuncture points on the man's body.
She concentrated on every stitch, and beads of sweat kept oozing down her forehead, but she didn't bother to wipe them off.
About twenty minutes later, the man's frown gradually relaxed, his groans of pain gradually subsided, and a hint of color seemed to appear on his pale face.
Seeing this, the people around showed expressions of surprise and gratitude.
"It's amazing! Just a few injections will cure it!" A middle-aged woman couldn't help but exclaim.
"Yes, this doctor is really a miracle worker!" another middle-aged man agreed.
Zhou Shuwan slowly put away the needle and told the nurse about the nursing matters.
The nurse nodded repeatedly.
Zhou Shuwan walked towards the next wounded person.
This is an elderly man who had his limbs amputated after being frozen in a harsh environment of over 60 degrees below zero, but his wounds were not properly cared for.
The old man's face was as pale as paper and his breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
His limbs had begun to fester, emitting a heart-wrenching stench of decay.
Zhou Shuwan looked at the shocking wound on the old man's stump, frowning tightly.
She picked up the silver needle again and injected acupuncture into the old man's acupuncture points.
However, if the rotten flesh is not treated in time, the wound will continue to spread.
Her acupuncture could only make the other person feel better temporarily.
The nurse trotted over to her side. Seeing her expression, she knew what she was thinking. She sighed helplessly, "It's difficult to perform surgery here. We've been attacked on the road before, and there were many casualties. We don't have enough doctors and medicine. Many of the injured who could have been treated before the end of the world have had to leave with regret..."
The young man who was shot just now should be one of the injured.
Zhou Shuwan said nothing and continued walking towards the next wounded person.
She was busy moving around in the tent, treating one wounded soldier after another.
Because of the long period of acupuncture, her hands were shaking slightly, and every time she raised her hands it seemed a little difficult, but she never stopped.
There wasn't much Qi Mingyu could do. He just stayed by her side, wiping her sweat or handing her a cup of hot water.
When Zhou Shuwan finally finished treating the last seriously injured person, the sky outside had gradually darkened.
Tao Zheng, Xiao Liu and others followed behind her, their eyes full of admiration and gratitude. They knew that if Zhou Shuwan hadn't been there today, many of these wounded might not have been able to survive this difficult time.
The two people wanted Zhou Shuwan and Qi Mingyu to stay here for dinner.
But after a day of thinking about it, my family might get worried.
Qi Mingyu then said goodbye and said, "I'll come visit you next time when I have time."
Tao Zheng is okay, so Xiaoliu feels a little reluctant to let him go.
Qi Mingyu patted his shoulder and left with Zhou Shuwan.
On the way back, night had already fallen completely. The base was brightly lit, but their mood was extremely heavy.
Qi Mingyu broke the silence and whispered, "Wanwan, thank you for your hard work today."
Looking at Zhou Shuwan's exhausted appearance, his heart was filled with pity.
Zhou Shuwan shook his head and sighed softly: "I just tried my best, but there is so little I can do."
Qi Mingyu held her hand with a serious expression.
He knew what the base was worried about. First, accommodating more than 10,000 people at once would put too much pressure on the base, and the distribution of supplies and the placement of personnel would become huge problems.