I heard Mu Min say this. Everyone was a little discolored. They are all modern people, and they all have basic human rights concepts, and now someone (who is still a woman) is going to die unjustly because of some superstition. They really can't look past this kind of thing.

"We're going to save her." Mu Min said.

Everyone was silent: this is the Li District, and the traversers are outsiders. Historical experience tells them: when you don't have enough liliang to influence others, even if the starting point is good, don't interfere in other people's affairs casually, otherwise it will only attract resentment.

Xiong Buyou said, "How can we save it? ”

"She's innocent—" Mu Min stopped as soon as he said this, they knew that there was no such thing as "forbidden" on this shijie. The problem is that people here don't think so.

"Let's do what we can." Cui Yunhong said, "Didn't Wang Gong take special care of us this time, to follow the customs and habits of ethnic minorities, and not to interfere at will?" ”

"You can't die without help, can you?" A sense of justice erupts among individuals

"Whether she dies or not has something to do with our fart!" Fang Jinghan said this coldly. Everyone couldn't help but be taken aback, they couldn't imagine that this good old man would suddenly say such cold words.

"What did you say?!" Someone has a universal value attack, "An innocent person is going to be killed!" You say it has nothing to do with us?! ”

Seeing that the matter has not yet been done, a great debate on values and human rights theory is about to begin. Cui Yunhong broke off and drank:

"That's it!" He also felt in his heart that the life or death of this woman had little to do with them, but now that it had been raised, openly saying that he would not save it would definitely cause internal contradictions. "What are you doing now?"

He Ping said: "It's not difficult to save people, but I have to ask, will the executive committee agree to let us take this woman in?" ”

"Of course," Mu Min replied without hesitation, "regardless of her ethnic identity, even if we need to be a laborer." ”

"Otherwise, it's okay to be Xiao Wang's wife."

"I think you're tempted by yourself, right?" Some people are already joking with each other. Cui Yunhong thinks that one of the biggest characteristics of modern people is that they have no heart and lungs. I laugh all the time.

"I can't be tempted without paper."

"Don't be delusional." "Although there are women of all ages and classes who are accused of being 'forbidden mothers', they are still dominated by middle-aged and elderly women, especially widows who have no one in their mother's house, because they lack the protection of their families." ”

He Ping nodded and said, "Since I am willing to take her in, I will try it when the time comes." I dare not say whether it will succeed or not. ”

Aoya has already come to urge, and a large number of curious people have gathered outside. Cui Yunhong hurriedly made a dispatch

"Comrades," Cui Yunhong said. "Now we have to be prepared for what happens. If necessary, you have to flee quickly. Now let's familiarize myself with the plan, and if there is any accident, everyone will act according to the plan, understand? ”

It was decided that Xiong Buyou would accompany He Ping to see a doctor, and Huang Paw would serve as a bodyguard.

Cui Yunhong gave them the only Glock pistol in the team.

"If something happens, kill it immediately." Cui Yunhong said, "Life is the most important thing, and if you lose the medicine and equipment, you will lose it." ”

Mu Min also came to take care of it: "Don't be impulsive, Li people are the most important to say and have faith, and there should be room for speaking." Don't be so nervous. She sighed, she didn't agree with Cui Yunhong's arrangement like a great enemy, and she always felt that she had overreacted.

"We all get it."

Everyone else packed their bags and had their guns ready. The expedition team brought four Remington shotguns and five shotguns, as well as several Jerind pistols, all loaded with ammunition, wrapped in plantain leaves, and kept at hand.

Arrange it properly. Early the next morning, He Ping and his entourage carried the travel medicine box and followed Aoya and Li Benqing to the master's house.

The residence of the lord of the mountain is larger than the surrounding houses, and the materials are also elaborate. The class distinction in Mobil is more pronounced. He Ping looked solemn, and the strong men in the village blocked the crowd. While hugging him forward. After a while, an old man came to welcome Fergiusun, one of the lord's cronies.

The room was dimly lit, and He Ping blinked for a long time before he could see a young man lying on a bamboo couch at the edge of the room. There was a crowd of people, mostly women, who seemed to be sobbing. The outside of the bed is covered by a bamboo wall.

After He Ping glanced at the scene, he walked to the front of the bamboo couch. This man was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and it was in the youth of his youth, and in the dim light he could see that his face was sallow, his head was covered with sweat, and he was wheezing in pain.

His body was covered with a tie-dyed kapok, and there was a faint smell of rancid smell in the air.

He Ping frowned, this smell doesn't look like illness, is it an infection from trauma?

"What disease?" He Ping asked.

There was a middle-aged woman next to her, who was busy talking to Li Benqing, and Li Benqing said:

"It turned out that it was just some redness and swelling on the legs, and a few days ago I suddenly became ill, and I had a big swollen bag, and my whole body was very hot."

Uncovering the sheets, He Ping gasped. The man had a huge pus cell on his leg and his body temperature felt very high. He opened the box, wiped his fingers with an alcohol swab, and pressed the pus, which was piping hot, and there was a soft place in the middle, with a throbbing sensation. He Ping already knew that it was an infection caused by trauma.

In such a situation, it is impossible to do without surgery. He Ping poisoned his fingers again. Although it was only a minor outpatient operation, he had never shiyan on people. This will be regretted a little.

The woman next to him saw that his face was embarrassed, and she couldn't help but cry when she knew that it was difficult to save people, and the people around her also shed tears.

The old man who greeted them asked, "Divine doctor, is there any salvation for the lord?" ”

"It's hard to say," He Ping said cautiously, "You can give it a try, but you don't have to live." I can't be responsible for dying. If you agree, I will cure, otherwise you will have to retire. ”

Aoya agreed, saying that he could live one more year than a year, and only asked the divine doctor to cast a spell.

He Ping had the patient carried outside—it was so dark that it was impossible to operate. The caregiver encloses the patient's bed with a curtain around it and a shed on top of it to shade the sun. Outside the shed, a fire pit was made of stones, and new clay pots were brought to boil water. Then he asked him to bring a few pieces of white cloth, cut them into three large pieces, and dig a hole in them to serve as a surgical gown. The rest were made into masks and hats. After cooking, it is boiled in water and dried in the sun.

The Li people in the village watched with fear and curiosity as they fiddled with all this. It all stopped. It was already noon. When the three of them came out of the shed wearing white cloth covers, white hats, and masks, the children fled in fright. The eyes of the old people also showed great uneasiness and fear.

He Ping opened his medicine box. I sorted out the next things. To Xiong Buyou and Yellow Paws:

"His disease, it should be that the wound is infected with streptococcus, and he will not be able to operate without surgery, and if it drags on for a few more days, it is estimated that he will either die of high fever or sepsis."

"Drainage?" Yellow Paw is a lover of outdoor activities, and knows some about self-treatment of minor injuries and ailments.

"Yes, only surgery can save his life," He Ping said, "and you help me as my nurse." ”

"Okay, what do you want us to do?" Yellow Paw agreed.

"Help me sterilize the equipment and prepare the materials first. By the way, it should also be accompanied by some saline. ”

"Need an infusion?"

"For wound washing, pay attention to the preparation concentration of 0.9%."

"Good Ratcha."

There was not much alcohol in the medicine box, so the surgical instruments were sterilized by boiling for another 5 minutes in boiling water, and then sterilized with alcohol. He Ping put gloves on him. He took a deep breath and picked up the scalpel.

The middle-aged women outside, presumably the mother of the lord of the mountain, began to feel uneasy when they saw them dressed in strange shapes boiling all kinds of glittering things in the water, and when she saw He Ping pick up a knife, she almost went crazy, and she was about to rush in crying outside, and was stopped by a few oya-He Ping had already taken care of them beforehand.

"What's the temperature?"

"39 degrees 8."

"Put some cloth in his mouth, and hold him down." He Ping took care of them.

He Ping first disinfected the area around the pus cell with alcohol, and then found a soft, fluctuating spot on the pus, which he remembered Hippo had said when he taught him a simple operation. Surgery to treat an abscess is an incision that drains pus. But it's easy to say, it's really a bit of a weakness to really cut into a big living person. He adjusted his breath and slashed it down.

Pus and blood were almost spurting out, splashing all over their makeshift surgical gowns.

Xiong Buyou almost screamed out, this situation was really scary, he obviously felt the patients under his hands twitching, and there was a feeling of struggle, and he was holding him down with all his strength at the moment.

At this time, there was a noise and the footsteps of many people outside, and He Ping began to clean the wound with salt water, and the young man struggled even more. Yellow Paw and Xiong Buyou had to use all their strength to control him.

I'm busy talking. I saw Li Benqing coming in from outside, and when he saw this scene, his face turned white with fright. Xiong Buyou scolded: "What are you doing here?" ”

Li Benqing said with a bitter face: "There is a commotion outside, saying that I will hand over the lord to you to govern - yes - "

As he was talking, there seemed to be someone arguing outside, and the incomprehensible Li language was higher for a while. All three were nervous. But this is the end of the matter, and we can't stop halfway. He Ping simply ignored it, just cleaned the wound, waited for the wound to be completely cleaned, and then stuffed the gauze drainage strip coated with petroleum jelly into the wound, and then bandaged it loosely with cotton wool.

"Don't you need anti-inflammatory powder?" Yellow Paw asked.

"Now it's going to drain and give him penicillin by mouth." He Ping looked at the bandaging of the wound, although it was a little ugly, it was quite qualified.

"Wait, you give him penicillin by mouth, what if he has allergies? It's not dead! ”

"I forgot!" He Ping was taken aback, "Let's change sulfonamide tablets." ”

The patient was given sulfonamide orally at the moment. At this time, the noise outside stopped. He Ping took care of his family and could come in. Coming in from outside was the mother of the lord of the mountain and the old Aoya who had invited them.

Seeing that her son's face was awkward, but it seemed that she was not so painful, her face was slightly relieved. Old Aoya said a lot of things to Li Benqing again. Li Benqing said:

"He's xiexie you save his nephew, and he asks if it's cured?"

"Not yet, it will take a few more days." He Ping knew that his body temperature was still in danger before it dropped, "You can give him water to drink and give him something light, but don't let his wound touch water or dirty things." Find someone to take care of him day and night, he will have a fever, so he has to soak a cloth in cold water to compress him......" He Ping took care of a bunch of precautions, zuihou was, "Choose the person you think is the most kao to take care of, other than that, no one else is allowed to enter the shed, no one can!" Come to me if there's something going on. ”

When Lao Aoya heard He Ping say this, he couldn't help but have a look of worry on his face. But he didn't say anything more, only that he did everything as the doctors told him.

The trio emerged from the shed, their blood-stained burqas causing another commotion. Everyone cleaned the instruments by hand, and then boiled and disinfected them with boiling water. After the end of the boiled pottery, it was smashed and buried. All the makeshift burqas and masks were thrown into the fire and burned. This was originally done to eliminate the pollution of medical waste, but unexpectedly, it was understood by the locals as a witchcraft ritual. So much so that when the task force that crossed the regime returned to the area many years later, a young member of the team recorded this passage in a social investigation note:

“…… The zuihou stage of 'making ghosts' to exorcise the patient. It is a white cloth stained with red and sometimes blood stains thrown into the fire, and Zuihou smashes the clay pot for cooking. All the garbage will be buried. The whole ceremony is officially over......"

Back at Li Benqing's house, someone brought food: roast chicken, eggs, fish, bamboo rice, rice wine, etc., which was very hearty. It's just that everyone in the expedition team has little appetite: the three people who had undergone the operation were full of pus and blood, and the others were worried about what would happen in the next few days. The people inside didn't see the commotion outside the shed just now, but they could see it clearly. A young man was constantly inciting something, and the crowd outside was in a commotion several times, but fortunately, those Oya were desperately suppressing outside to maintain order.

"Don't worry, this lord will definitely have a fever for a few days, and with antibiotics, he can't die." He Ping said, "It's just a little weird. ”

"What?"

"He's not inflamed for no reason." He Ping took out a paper bag from the enamel box of the medicine box, and inside was a thin bamboo thorn. "I pulled it out of the wound." He whispered, "It's kind of weird. ”

"He didn't know if he was stabbed?"

"It's quite possible." He Ping said, "Hippo and I have told me many cases of this, but fortunately this thing is not iron, otherwise no one can save him from tetanus." ”

"Kao, we're not going to get involved in any palace conspiracy, are we?" Someone's imagination exploded