Zhao Lin looked at the treatment room that had been arranged, "The man is still on the beach, he is bleeding too much, everyone is preparing to carry him back, let's let the two wounded come in first, do whatever we have to do, don't make us look like an unpredictable prophet here, waiting for this seriously injured person." ”

"Makes sense."

So the door of the treatment room opened, and the two wounded came in, and Qi Ke cleaned their wounds step by step, suturing the sutures that should be sutured, and linimenting the liniment.

The beach came quickly, and when Qi Ke first started to sew up the second person, the villager whose tendon had been cut was carried all the way back by several people in turn, and the clothes that pressed on his wound were stained red with blood.

When he was sent into the waiting room, the women and children outside the gate immediately inquired about this man's severed tendons, sighed, and felt sorry for him.

When the maid in the waiting room saw that the person had arrived, she immediately stepped forward to take over, first helped the person sit down and put on a tourniquet to slow down the bleeding, and then sent the person in after the treatment room opened.

"The treatment room is busy, and there will be no vacancy until the people inside come out, how did you get this injury?" Since the maids have played the role of nurses, of course they have to ask about the injury.

"I was stabbed by a pirate with a knife on my body, and my tendons seem to be broken." A few big men who sent people, one of them said.

Although their military households have long had the consciousness of being injured and disabled to death, it is still very unbearable to really fall on their heads, especially seeing that they have a good life, but they have wasted a hand, and they can't even do normal farm work and have to rely on their families to support them, and the more they think about it, the more they feel that they should die to save their families.

"Okay." The maids just routinely asked, and it was over to play the role of a good nurse, and there was not a word of superfluity, let alone any comfort, and for the injured person, any comforting words were nonsense, unless he saw with his own eyes that his hands were good and not crippled at all.

Through the thin door, the people in the treatment room clearly heard these words, and the two people lying on the treatment bed wanted to sit up and quickly change people in, but their limbs were controlled and they couldn't move at all.

"Don't move, the needle almost broke." Qi Ke narrowly avoided it, and was stitching it up, when the person suddenly moved, and the needle in her hand almost stuck on her own finger.

"I'm sorry, I'm just surprised...... Tesuji broke, it was too unexpected. ”

"How could you suddenly be stabbed again by a captive?" The man on the other bed muttered to himself.

"Maybe I got it during the body search, isn't it common to hide knives on your body?" Qi Ke's man, who was receiving stitches, whispered.

"Also, alas, it's unlucky, just the signs of a good day have become like this."

"None of you saw anyone, how did you know it must be a broken tesuji?" Qi Ke interjected.

"Heh, it's hard to say anything else, if you want to judge the injury, we will be from a young age." The person on Qi Ke's side said, "So since the outside said that the manpower was wasted, it must be wasted." ”

"How did you get a disability like this? Can life go on? ”

"We used to be in a bad place, people who are not disabled, it is not easy to have food and clothing all year round, let alone disabled, whether it is a disabled hand or a foot, life is very difficult, you look at the three villages adjacent to us, only the head of Sanliu Village has a handicapped hand and foot, right? Others, alas......"

"yes, alas......"

"But there are still people who are desperate to live, right?"

"Yes, if the family is willing to raise it, or if you have the ability to find a way to make money, and you can earn three melons and two dates for the family, then you definitely don't have the heart to seek death."

"That's right."

Qi Ke finished the last stitch, tied the knot, cut the thread, and handed the rest of the bandaging to the maid, she retreated to the corner and took off her mask, gloves, and isolation gown with the help of Zhaolin, and a new idea of earning merit came to her mind.

Disabled veterans and military households, preferential care objects, um~