Wickham looked at the private, named Ruhr, with some embarrassment, because Dr. Modi on the ship was not in his charge at all. What's more, he has no position to let Dr. Modi leave the other wounded and run over to waste time and medicine for a hopeless wounded, is Smith's life a life, and the lives of the other wounded are not?

But with so many wounded soldiers watching, if Wickham refused, then the morale of the independent company of the Marine Corps would suffer a huge blow. If the people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult for the team to lead.

When he was in a dilemma, Wickham suddenly remembered that after the tough guys in the later TV series were injured, they used spirits to wash the wounds, and then burned the affected area with a red-hot blade, which could not only stop bleeding but also reduce inflammation. But after all, a TV series is a TV series, and Wickham doesn't know if such a method is reliable. Looking at the hopeful eyes of the wounded soldiers around him, Wickham felt a dilemma, and simply treated a dead horse as a live horse doctor, at least better than doing nothing.

Wickham had a few soldiers boil their sabers and clean bandages in boiling water, and in the days when there were no antibiotics, sterilization was the most important procedure, but unfortunately most doctors did not understand this truth. Then Wickham asked little Stendon to go to Major William's captain's room and get a bottle of whiskey, because the little guy had already found out where Major William had hidden his wine.

After getting ready, Wickham took off Smith's somewhat tattered military uniform and simply wiped the skin near the wound with a towel. Looking at the bloody wound, Wickham was a little troubled, his only surgical practice in his previous life was to dissect a baby frog in a biology class in junior high school. At his level, he was afraid that he would not take out the lead bullet with a knife, but would cut off the fast meat.

At this time, the deck was crowded with Marines and sailors, and everyone wondered what the young officer would do with the wounds that even Dr. Modi could not do. One of the Marines saw Wickham's embarrassed look on his face and stepped forward and said, "Sir, why don't you let me try?" ”

Wickham turned his head to see a young soldier clutching the corner of his coat nervously. According to his estimates, the soldier would be seventeen years old at best. With such a young appearance, it is really impossible to win the trust of others at the first meeting. Wickham asked, somewhat disbelieving, "Are you sure?" ”

The young soldier puffed out his chest proudly and said, "Sir, just give me a smaller knife, and I can be sure that I will take the bullet out!" ”

Wickham looked at the bloody wound, and reluctantly handed him the dagger that had just been fished out of the boiling water, and said, "Forget it, you can try it." The knife was borrowed from Major William, and it was also inlaid with a green gem, and the dagger that the rich used to play with became a life-saving "scalpel" at this time.

The soldier didn't say much, took the dagger and crouched down to examine Smith's wound, and from time to time he turned the wound with the tip of the dagger, as if he was considering the knife from there in order to get the bullet out quickly. Fortunately, Smith had fainted this time, otherwise he would have jumped in pain.

After a minute or so, the soldier who volunteered motioned for the man next to him to hold Smith down. After everyone pressed Smith hard, this guy suddenly used force to insert the tip of the dagger into the shoulder blade that had been deformed by the bullet! Just the tip of the knife turned and withstood the deformed buckshot.

Smith was awakened by the sudden pain, and let out a terrible scream, and his pale face turned unusually red, like a patient returning to the light. The three soldiers next to him held Smith down so that he didn't jump. The cameo "chief surgeon" did not hesitate, and quickly picked up the tip of the knife, and the deadly lead bullet bounced out of the shoulder blade and rolled down the deck with a gurgling.

This soldier's brilliant sword skills stunned everyone. Wickham patted the soldier on the shoulder and said appreciatively, "You're doing a great job, you've been a doctor before?" "Such a knife technique, even a surgeon who serves the royal family, does not necessarily have such a technique.

The soldier rubbed his head embarrassedly, and then replied, "Sir, I am really good at laughing, my father used to be a butcher in the village. Before you caught the Marines, my father and I learned some techniques for slaughtering livestock. ”

Depend on! It turned out to be a butcher who broke down cattle and sheep into pieces of meat all day long, no wonder the technique was so skillful, it turned out that practice makes perfect! Wickham was full of black lines, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. He finally knew why the veterinarian in The Walking Dead Season 2 was able to treat a group of people, to put it bluntly, people are also a type of animal.

Smith fainted in pain at this time, which saved him more hardships in the future. Wickham poured a high-strength whisk that had not been mixed with water on Smith's wound and used a simple soil sterilization method. Then he tried to sew the wound up with a small boiled sewing needle. It's just that Wickham is not good at needlework, and his wounds are twisted and twisted, like an ugly centipede, and maybe he should have asked the onlookers just now, but he has never been a tailor.

After the wound was stitched up, Wickham followed the example of the tough guys in the TV series, and put the red-hot tip of the knife on the treated wound, and the scalded wound quickly stopped bleeding, it seems that the screenwriter of the TV series is not making things up. By the time this was done, Wickham was already sweating profusely, and pretending to be a surgeon was a bit of a technical job. As for whether Smith can survive or not, it depends on his own luck.

Ruhr said to Wickham with a grateful face, "Sir, I don't know what I would do if it weren't for you. Oh poor Smith, may God bless him with a speedy recovery. ”

Wickham is not as optimistic as Ruhr, and now Smith is still in danger, and there are still many things to pay attention to: "Ruhr, you stay next to Smith these days, and if he has a fever, you keep wiping his whole body with a wet towel to cool him down." If he can get through that, he'll be fine."

Ruer hurriedly nodded: "Sir, don't worry, I will do what you say." ”

After a major battle, the Jackal was soon engaged in intensive restoration work. Shell-damaged planks need to be repaired, sails broken by chain shells need to be repaired, and blood stains from the fierce battle on deck need to be washed.

The whole ship turned into a busy construction site, and the carpenters shuttled through the various damaged parts of the warship to do simple repair work for the wooden battleship, and as for the severely damaged parts, they could only be repaired when they arrived at the port. The captain, Major William, also became extremely busy, and after the battle, he simply greeted Wickham and went about his business, and Colonel Aldrich still had many questions to answer about this battle.

The surrendered French ** ship, according to the prisoners, was confessed to be the fourth-class ship of the former French Royal Navy, the "Yingweihua", which was controlled by sailors transferred from the "Encouragement" and "Lion", until the fleet reached Calcutta, the colony of the United Kingdom of Britain in India.

As for the fallen soldiers, Major William went to the "Lion" and invited a well-known Anglican priest to preside over the funeral of the fallen soldiers on the "Jackal". Although Christianity also emphasizes the need to be buried in the earth in anticipation of Jesus' call on Judgment Day, the disease epidemic caused by the decomposition of corpses is taboo when sailing at sea. Therefore, after the bodies of the fallen soldiers were cleaned up, they were put into body bags and thrown into the sea to prevent the outbreak of disease on the warship.

Although the condition of Bert's injured leg is not too bad, the conditions on the ship at this time are really not suitable for recuperation. If the inflammation was accidentally triggered, then Bert had only amputation to walk.

In order to avoid the fate of this guy's amputation, Wickham was cheeky and asked Major William for a few bottles of whiskey, and disinfected Bert's legs every once in a while. This guy is very angry, and without anesthetic, he didn't say a word, if it weren't for the blue tendons on his forehead, Wickham would have thought it wouldn't hurt.

Now it was time for disinfection again, and Wickham walked into Bert's cabin with a glass of high wine and gauze that had been boiled in boiling water. Seeing that this guy was in good spirits, Wickham said, "Second Lieutenant Bert, it's disinfection time. ”

In fact, many people are skeptical about Wickham's disinfection method, but Wickham can't tell these people who are not in the same century as him that the world is full of bacteria that cannot be seen by the naked eye, and if you don't pay attention to the disinfection of wounds, it will lead to inflammation and ulceration, right? If Wickham really said that, how many people would believe him?

So when Wakeham faced Dr. Modi's doubts, he told him that this was a Chinese medical skill, and he had only learned from a sailor who had been to the East. Although there are still some doubts about this excuse that cannot be explained clearly, everyone still chooses to believe Wickham's words, because who will be enough to go to a sailor to confront him?

Bert saw Wickham come in with spirits again, his lips twitched unnaturally, and then he said to Wickham with a hippie smile: "Sir, you see that I have recovered well in the past two days, and I have no symptoms of fever and inflammation, I don't think there is so much trouble, right?" He was so frightened of the piercing pain that the liquor poured on the wound that had not yet scabbed over was comparable to the suffering of Jesus crucified by the Roman soldiers.

In this era, there were really no anesthetics in Europe, and a surgical operation had to be rigid, and if an amputation was necessary, the patient would be even more miserable. Wickham just glanced at Bert coldly, and then said slowly: "Second Lieutenant Bert, if the amputation is caused by inflammation, I don't think you can stay in this army." Between momentary pain and the permanent loss of your right leg, the choice is yours. ”

Bert shuddered unconsciously, he could not imagine the life after losing his right leg: he could not dance with the beautiful young ladies of London, nor hunt in the mountains with his friends, nor gallop through the countryside on a horse, such a day was more uncomfortable than killing him!

Is he going to spend the rest of his life like a pirate leader, making a comical prosthetic leg, and then climbing the steps of the Royal Opera House with ridiculous steps? More importantly, after losing his right leg, Bert will not be able to serve in the army and will not be able to realize his ambitions and ideals. Then it makes no sense for him to sneak out to join the army in the first place, do you want to drag a crippled leg and go back to bear his father's anger?

After his expression changed, Bert's eyes also became firm, like a martyr being escorted to the execution ground: "Okay, sir, you convinced me. I hope that there will be no sequelae after this injury, otherwise my military career will be over. ”

Wickham laughingly patted the guy on the back and said, "Okay Bert, it's just a disinfection, and it's not about your life, and the men of England are not afraid of this little pain." These days, you must go to the deck to breathe more, because the wound is easy to suppurate in the cabin. ”

I have to say that Dr. Modi's medical skills are good, the wound is well handled, and Lin Zihan has been cleaning Bert's wound with spirits for the past few days, so there is no inflammation and suppuration, and the situation is relatively optimistic. Maybe in another month and a half, this guy will be alive again.

Wickham stood up and handed the remaining bottle of whiskey to Burt: "Okay, I won't come to disinfect you when the wound scabs over in the future." This bottle of Scotch whisky, but I finally got it from Major William, so you can drink it yourself, it's really cheap for you boy. ”

Wickham handed the whiskey painfully, and to be honest, he was not very interested in the expensive French wines, but rather the whiskey with the higher degree of whiskey. But looking at Bert's wilting appearance, Wickham can only contribute this bottle of wine.

Bert still saw the reluctance in Wickham's eyes, and said with some emotion: "Sir, thank you." Wickham squinted at Bert and said, "What's the use of just thanks, there has to be something practical, right?" ”

Bert's eyes rolled, and then he smiled lewdly and said, "When I get back to London, I will introduce you to my prettiest sister." "Bert doesn't have a sister at all, so there's no psychological burden at all.

When Wickham heard this, he almost collapsed on the deck, and he really wanted to split this guy's brain and see what was inside.

ps: Continental Fengyun has drunk seventy-five rum, and his mouth is full of alcohol, and he can't drink it without adding ice