He had known that the casualties in the siege would be heavy. When Li Mengxi came to the wounded barracks, he saw people who fell from the top of the city and fell unconscious, people whose arms and legs were broken, people whose eyes were poked out and their eyes were hanging outside the sockets, and others

The injured soldiers were shot in the chest and abdomen and their intestines were leaking out. The wounded soldiers lying on the ground were still howling, and several of them saw no movement.

Li Mengxi wanted to treat her, but he was really inexperienced, and the bloody scene made him a little scared to look at it.

Seeing that the military doctor was busy minding his own business, Li Mengxi watched from the sidelines. He was curious about how the military doctor dealt with such a serious injury.

When military doctor Tian Bu saw Li Mengxi coming, he didn't exchange too many greetings and nodded to Li Mengxi as a greeting.

Tian Bu scanned around and came directly in front of the Xiang Yong who had an arrow in his ankle. The military doctor held Xiang Yong's calf firmly, "Don't move." He warned, then stretched out his hand to break the arrow with a click, and then pulled out the arrow.

Discard the fletched end of the arrow.

Because of this small movement of breaking the feather arrow, it touched the shaft of the arrow, and Xiang Yong, who was hit by the arrow in his ankle, turned pale in pain.

"Don't move." The military doctor still said coldly. He held down Xiang Yong's calf with one hand and held the arrow with the other hand. Without waiting for others to be mentally prepared, he pulled the arrow shaft from the ground with a pop.

Pulled out from the flesh.

The arrow shaft was pulled out, bringing out a stream of black blood, which splashed onto the mat under the wounded soldier. Li Mengxi felt numb as he watched.

"Didn't the bleeding stop?" Li Mengxi asked hurriedly when he saw that the arrow shaft was pulled out and the bleeding was not stopping.

The quack doctor held the bloody arrow shaft in his hand without raising his head. "You can use the blood to burn the charcoal, or use iron to burn it."

Iron brand Li Mengxi understood that it was to use red-hot iron to burn the wound. It hurt when he heard it.

"What is the residual blood charcoal?" Li Mengxi pitifully asked Xiangyong, who had fought so hard on the battlefield and was burned with a red-hot iron after all his efforts, what the residual blood charcoal was that could stop bleeding.

"The remaining charcoal in the blood," the quack doctor stood up, took off the iron shield on his head, and touched the short hair on his head, "the remaining charcoal in the blood is the hair."

How can hair stop bleeding?

Li Mengxi was confused.

"When the hair is burned to ashes, it is the remaining charcoal of blood, which can stop bleeding."

"Then stop the bleeding quickly!" Li Mengxi was more nervous than the military doctor.

"There's no rush." ​​The military doctor glanced at Li Mengxi with an indifferent expression, then took the arrow in his hand, stuck out his tongue and licked the arrow disgustingly.

Seeing how disgusting the military doctor was, Li Mengxi felt nauseated.

"What are you doing?" Li Mengxi frowned.

"This arrowhead has been soaked in feces. It needs to be soldered from one end of the arrow hole to the other with a fine iron. Otherwise, the leg cannot be saved and has to be sawed." Tian Bu showed no expression on his face.

It's so cool, you can taste the arrowhead soaked in feces after you take a lick...

Li Mengxi felt even more nauseated.

"Then... then hurry up," Li Mengxi urged, pointing to the wounded soldiers on the ground who were still being carried over. "If you wait a little longer, you will bleed to death."

"You can't do it until the iron is red." Tian Bu returned calmly. Among the many wounded soldiers with bloody flesh, he remained as calm as a perfectly fine person.

"You should quickly pull out the arrow first."

"You can't pull it out. Once the arrow is pulled out, it will bleed more."

After being repeatedly refuted by military doctors, Li Mengxi calmed down instantly. He suddenly remembered that if the wound could not be treated immediately, leaving the arrow unplugged would indeed reduce the bleeding. On the contrary, as soon as the arrow was pulled out, the bleeding would not stop.

Rentian Bu had his own way of dealing with trauma. Li Mengxi opened his mouth, scratched his head, and felt that it was better not to instruct an expert to a layman.

"Then... I won't bother you anymore, Bu, you are the only military doctor in the army, and the life and death of the injured brother depends on you alone."

Then, Li Mengxi hurriedly walked away.

I just saw a wounded soldier with a long gash in his stomach, which needed to be sutured. Even if Li Mengxi was not a medical student, common sense would suggest that it should be sutured.

Does suturing require catgut?

It is said that catgut is made from the intestines of live sheep.

It just so happened that there were sheep in the army. I slaughtered one and tried the sheep gut to see if I could rub it out with my hands.

Walking out of the wounded barracks, Li Mengxi bumped into his younger brother.

The younger brother was brought here by the coachman Lao Tie.

"Brother, where have you been?" Li Mengxi was preparing siege equipment last night. My younger brother didn't see him last night, and he didn't see him again this morning. My younger brother was very scared, afraid that he wouldn't be able to find his brother.

Seeing that his brother was finally back, Brick was very happy and hugged his brother's legs and refused to let go.

"Don't make trouble Brick, brother is in trouble!" Li Mengxi was busy getting catgut and didn't care to play with his brother.

Holding his brother's little hand, Li Mengxi looked around and saw that there were sheep. When he was buying carpentry tools in the villages along the way, he bought some sheep by the way.

What I was thinking about at that time was not to prepare the sheep gut, but to buy the sheep as a reserve for meat.

Where are the sheep?

Li Mengxi looked around and disappeared.

Li Mengxi stamped his feet and decided to go and find Liu Bei. At this moment, Liu Bei should be cleaning the battlefield.

After thinking about this matter, Li Mengxi walked away.

——

In Wen'an County, where the siege war had just ended, the city was in chaos, houses were on fire everywhere, and the whole city was filled with smoke.

Weapons were scattered everywhere on the ground, and bloodstains could be stepped on in just two steps. Two or three Xiangyongs were holding weapons in their hands, escorting a long line of more than ten or twenty dejected Yellow Turban prisoners. They just passed by and saw two more Xiangyongs.

Carry the body and walk over.

Liu Bei stood in front of the burned-down county magistrate's mansion, and he was busy directing the village warriors to clean up the battlefield.

"Xuan De Gong." Suddenly a childish voice sounded.

Liu Bei hurriedly looked back and saw Li Mengxi running over with his younger brother. Liu Bei was startled.

Oh my God, the city has not been cleared yet, and the broken soldiers are running around in chaos. What if the broken soldiers rush out and are injured?

Liu Bei hurriedly ran over and put his arms around the two brothers to protect them.

"Xi'er, what are you doing here? It's not safe yet in the city, let's go! I'll take you out of the city first, and wait until later..." Liu Bei said, calling for his own soldiers to send the two brothers Li Mengxi back quickly.

Li Mengxi refused to leave. He raised his head and asked, "Mr. Xuande, where did the sheep we bought go? I wasn't looking."

Sheep, what sheep?

Liu Bei was stunned.

Oh, it's a sheep, isn't it? There are many soldiers who have made great contributions to the city this time! Don't kill the sheep!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Liu Bei took a look at the noisy city, and then looked at the Li Mengxi brothers with their little arms and legs. He thought, the city has been captured, so good, first

Go and kill the sheep to reward the three armies.

——

In the rear army's heavy train, a half-grown goat was tied to the wheel of the cart and was stretching its neck to eat grass on the ground.

Liu Bei then said that the sheep should be killed, and asked someone to bring a knife and something to catch the sheep's blood, and then tied the sheep.

The younger brother, who was in a panic looking for grass to feed the sheep, pulled out a handful of grass and came back. When he saw it, something happened to the sheep.

"Brother, can we not kill it?" The younger brother shook Li Mengxi's arm anxiously and looked at the sheep tied with four hooves with pity. "Brother, we don't want to kill the sheep. I still want to feed it.

.”

Li Mengxi laughed. He stretched out his hand to rub his brother's head, "Don't make trouble, we will eat meat later."

"If you don't eat meat, don't eat meat!" The younger brother shook his head and prayed, "Let's keep it and not eat it." The younger brother pursed his lips and looked at Li Mengxi eagerly.

How could we not kill the sheep? We killed it to save people.

In the late Han Dynasty, a weapon opened a palm-long gash in his stomach. It was unclear whether Hua Tuo could cure it, but military doctor Tian Bu might not have the ability to suture the wound.

Catgut is essential for suturing wounds.

The significance of suturing wounds is that Li Mengxi thought carefully and felt that, first, suturing reduces the exposed area of ​​the wound. Less wounds are exposed, fewer bacteria in the air fall on them, and the probability of infection is smaller. Assuming that the exposed area of ​​the wound is related to infection

If the probability is directly proportional, then if the wound area is ten times smaller, the probability of infection will be ten times smaller.

The sutured wound is twenty times smaller than the exposed wound, and the probability of infection is twenty times smaller.

The second is to make the torn wound muscle tissue closer together, which is conducive to healing. Because the wound heals quickly and the wound heals quickly, the probability of infection is further reduced.

Adding these two things together, suturing technology can reduce the probability of trauma interference by dozens of times.

In other words, a wound that is not sutured is almost certain to be infected. Even with penicillin, the chance of infection is still very high without suturing.

This is the importance of suturing, Li Mengxi thought to himself.

So, what is the significance of using catgut?

According to Li Mengxi’s understanding, the collagen in catgut will be absorbed by the body, which means there is no need to remove the sutures.

The important thing is suture surgery, suturing, not necessarily catgut.

If there is really no catgut, the twine can still be used for suturing if it has been strictly sterilized.

There was a scream, and while Li Mengxi was searching for memories related to catgut in his mind, over there, Liu Xuande raised his knife and slaughtered the sheep.
Chapter completed!