Chapter 375: Honest Man
He Jindong is a farmer at the foot of the Qinling Mountains and has been farming with his parents since he was a teenager.
I thought that I could only farm in this life, but who knew that in a few years, Qinling became a tourist attraction, and many people came here for summer vacation and sightseeing.
The village immediately started a farmhouse, and there were support policies, He Jindong thought about it, and he made a piecemeal of it.
In fact, it is to clean up the house, let people come in and look comfortable, and add some bedding, tables and chairs.
The most expensive are the two mahjong tables in the house, one costs more than 2,000, but He Jindong is distressed.
At first, the business was not bad, the family only had two rooms, plus the yard could entertain up to 5 tables, if both rooms were occupied, he would have to sleep in the firewood room.
But soon, seeing that it was profitable, some outsiders contracted a few yards in the village and started a farmhouse.
People are professional, where can He Jindong compare.
In addition, his environment and food are very ordinary, and he was quickly robbed of his business.
Except for the occasional booming business, there is really no place to live and people will come to patronize, He Jindong looks forward to the stars, and he can't wait for the moon to come.
Although he has no culture, He Jindong also knows that it can't go on like this.
I happened to hear someone in the village say that people in the city like to eat rare, and the things in the mountains are expensive.
He Jindong's eyes rolled, and a bold idea popped up.
Go up the mountain to catch game.
Since he was a child, he has been a backer, and he has never seen anything in the field, but He Jindong is still quite bold.
He Jindong, who tasted the sweetness before, was reluctant to farm again, and now that he has an idea, he will do it.
When I returned home, I made a set of poles by myself, grabbed a sack and went up the mountain.
One afternoon, He Jindong dug out two snake nests, three spider holes, caught a pheasant, and a few fat and big scorpions.
He didn't know if anyone had eaten it, it was all from the mountains anyway.
However, he didn't know whether these were poisonous or not.
If you don't understand, just ask, find the doll in the village, and ask people to check it for him on the Internet, what are the things called, whether they are poisonous, whether there is anyone to eat, what to do!
This investigation found out the most popular farmhouse at the foot of Qinling Mountain.
Relying on his familiarity with the mountains and his bold and careful temperament, He Jindong's 'special barbecue' is well-known in Qinling Mountain.
In two years, the yard of his family has become a three-story building, and he used to not even have a tractor, but now he has bought a car for 100,000 yuan.
He also begged for a wife, a great beauty from ten miles and eight towns, who had been working in the south a few years ago, and only came back when he was 14 years old, saying that he was homesick.
The figure is very good, the dress is particularly beautiful, the backless outfit, the backlight is like jade, the melon seed face, and the legs are extraordinary.
Not to mention how envious the neighborhood is, it's a good time to live a small life.
But there are good winds and clouds in the sky, and people have good fortune and misfortune.
On this day, He Jindong went up the mountain to catch game as usual, and the little daughter-in-law dressed up flowers and branches, prepared bamboo baskets and poles for him.
"Come back early, eat fried kidneys tonight. The little daughter-in-law said and grabbed a handful in his crotch, and He Jindong was as excited as a triumphant general, carrying the sleeve pole and going out.
When he arrived at the mountain, with years of experience, He Jindong quickly found several spider caves and took out several fat spiders, and he continued to search.
Don't look at some people in the past two years, follow him to learn to engage in 'special barbecue'. But none of them have a good business.
The name is out, the price is right, the taste is not bad, the environment is good, the time-honored brand, and there are naturally many people who patronize it.
There is another one, He Jindong can always find enough game, and he has spent several years, and his experience is not a joke.
Just thinking that after eating his kidneys tonight, he would definitely have a sleepless night, so He Jindong decided to find more and have a good rest tomorrow.
As he walked, He Jindong suddenly saw a fist-sized dirt hole.
His eyes lit up, and his heart said, 'There must be worms in here, add a snake soup to the menu at night.' ’
Skillfully picked up some dead grass and put it at the entrance of the hole, and after lighting it with a lighter, He Jindong took a few steps back and stuffed the dead grass into it with a sleeve rod.
Watching the smoke pour into the soil cave, He Jindong held the sleeve pole and waited.
As soon as the snake's head comes out, he will tie the snake's head with a sleeve rod for the first time, and after beating it back and forth a few times, he will cut off the head while it is dizzy.
Just as he was thinking about it, He Jindong suddenly saw that the burning dead grass at the mouth of the soil cave suddenly popped out, and then a green shadow flashed, and the miserable cry of 'ah' echoed in the mountains.
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"How did the wound festering like this?" Gao Shan said in surprise as he looked at the patient's condition in the operating room.
The man had two holes in his wrists, and it looked like he had been bitten by a snake.
But from the edge of the two holes, the whole wrist has rotted like minced meat, and with a light touch of the hand, the meat particles are squeezed and fallen.
"I can't find out. Xiang Nan, who was standing opposite, said in a deep voice, "It should be some kind of toxin, but I don't have time to sift through them one by one now." ”
"Let's bleed first, is the plasma ready?" Gao Shan said, slicing his wound open with a knife.
The festering flesh around the skin fell off as soon as it was like a broken dumpling filling, and the blade had no resistance until it approached the crook of the arm.
“600cc。 ”
"It's not enough, let the blood bank find a way to adjust another 1000cc, at least another 600. Takayama knew that this request was a bit difficult, but this was the case.
Without adequate plasma maintenance, surgery is simply not necessary.
After this operation, I had to listen to the old man in the blood bank again.
'Nine Needles of Soul Return,' Gao Shan used a scalpel to handle the patient's festering carrion with a scalpel during the application of the needle.
From the wrist to two-thirds of the forearm, the epidermis, inner flesh layer, and fat are all cut off, and the muscles are even 'corrosive' damaged.
"Speed up blood transfusions. Seeing the patient's performance and the numbers on the instrument, Xiang Nan said decisively.
A nurse stepped forward and squeezed the plasma hard, but the speed was still not enough, and another bag of plasma was also hung up, and the two bags of plasma were squeezed together, which was able to maintain the situation.
"Here comes the plasma. "New plasma arrived, only 600cc.
"The wound does not need to be bandaged, it is left like this, and I don't know if the toxin has been cleaned up, and I need to observe it further. ”
The surgery was over after 6 hours, and when it came out, everyone had tiredness written all over their faces.
Two-thirds of the patient's lower arm, the bones and muscles were exposed to the air, and he was pushed back into the independent room.
His situation is extremely afraid of infection, which will cause multiple complications, and the gods will not be able to save them at that time.
Now, the most important thing is to see if the toxins are eliminated cleanly.
If he could be sure, Takayama would use the Gyokuro Vitality to heal his wounds, and he would have to find some time to match it up.
As the world changes, the effectiveness of ordinary drugs diminishes rapidly, and perhaps before long, these drugs will be relegated to history and disappear.