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The ambulance in the emergency department brought back the couple who had been in a car accident, and when we rushed back to the hospital, the operating room was already ready, but I was not qualified to participate in the operation, so I had to follow the operating table to observe.

The woman signed the name of her family on the preoperative notice, and I also learned from it that the patient's name was Ma Jianmin, 41 years old, and he was an old driver in Laomiao Village, Huoshenmiao Township, Yichuan.

Entering the operating room had to go through a series of strict sterilizations, but I just changed into a disposable surgical gown and went in. The patient was already lying on the operating table, waiting for the medical staff to detoxify the operation after the operation.

The sudden shadowless light made me feel dizzy.

The patient on the operating table opened his mouth and said something vaguely, and I hurriedly put my ear close to him, only to hear him say weakly: "Piling Wild Fox Gou." ”

I am not unfamiliar with this place name, my grandmother's house is at the foot of the Biling Mountains, and when I wanted to hear it in more detail, Huang Fang, the nurse in the operating room, had already come in and immediately scolded: "What are you doing!" You haven't been sterilized, don't get too close to the sick! ”

I hurriedly argued: "The patient just spoke!" ”

"Really?" Nurse Huang asked rhetorically, but when I looked at Lao Ma again, he was unconscious. Huang Fang glared at me with questioning eyes and said, "The patient has just taken adrenaline, and it may be that the drug has taken effect. In the operating room, you can only see, you are absolutely not allowed to do it! ”

Dr. Min and Director Dong of the Department of Orthopedics walked in with two nurses, and I nodded busily, then stepped back, trying to stand closest to the operating table without obstructing the doctors and nurses.

Huang Fang, a fat nurse in her early thirties, an "old man" in the operating room, skillfully grabbed the patient's arm and began to measure blood pressure. “100，80。 It's pretty stable, but what's the word tattooed on the patient's arm? It's a little weird, but I think I've seen it there? ”

Dr. Min has already started to cut the sutures on the wound, which he used to stop the bleeding of the patient, but the patient has a comminuted fracture of the knee, which requires the addition of steel nails and steel plates, so the previous sutures must be removed.

Director Dong looked at the patient's arm with wide eyes, and explained casually: "This is the inscription version of the word longevity, which usually only appears on the ancient ding and the coffin, how did this patient get tattooed on the arm, isn't it bad luck?" ”

I listened to the sound of the collision of surgical instruments and the "tick-tick" sound from the electrocardiogram machine, but all I had in my mind was the inscription version of the word "Shou", as well as the "Biling Wild Fox Ditch" that Lao Ma said vaguely.

Biling is in the north of Luoyang, the best funeral place in the world, my grandmother's house is at the foot of Mangling, a place called Donggou, my 89-year-old grandmother often told me that their hometown has a famous opera actor, famous at home and abroad.

Yehugou is a mass burial ditch, a little far from my grandfather's house. In the autumn of the eleventh year of the Republic of China, Luoning swordsmen infiltrated Luoyang City, kidnapped a large number of wealthy merchants, hid in the Biling, and extorted money from their families, but Wu Zhendong, the warlord leader at that time, also took a fancy to the ransom, led the troops to kill the Piling, and "bursted" the swordsmen with the meat ticket, and lied to the outside world that this group of kidnappers received money, but tore up the ticket, only a small number of kidnappers crossed the Yellow River with the ransom, Wu Zhendong pretended to lead the troops to chase the Yellow River, but secretly deposited the ransom in Jiaozuo Wantong Bank.

I asked my grandmother, "How do you know so much about this?" ”

Grandma replied: "Your grandfather was chopping wood in the mountains at that time, and he was almost killed by this group of soldiers, but fortunately he pretended to be dead and chose a small life!" ”

"Those swordsmen are fierce and vicious, and those rich businessmen died unjustly, staring at them one by one, and they don't blink to death!" When my grandmother heard my grandfather's story, she was also frightened, but my grandfather said that he was clever, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately hid in the tree, but he was found by the knife man and arrested as a hard laborer, and when the gun sounded, he pretended to be dead, and he also hid a fast knife used by the knife man, which was bright and shaky, cold and cold, and old and sharp.

I used to like to listen to my grandmother talk about the past, but since I graduated from university, I have been busy with internships and looking for a house, and I haven't been back to see her for a long time.

My grandmother was supported by six children in turn, each for two months.

When I lived at my house in the summer, my grandmother was already a little confused, always treating my cousin as me and my father as her eldest son.

After work, I went back to my rented room, lying in bed and not wanting to eat or move.

This is very similar to grandma, grandma always likes to lie in bed, if you don't tell her to get out of bed to eat, she won't get up, and in the end, even incontinent and urine.

The medical staff in the emergency department work in three shifts, I go to work for eight hours, I can rest for 16 hours, and in my spare time, I like to visit the used book stalls.

I like to read books on Chinese herbal medicine, but I can't read ancient medical texts.

The old man, seeing that I frequented his bookstall but paid very little for it, asked, "The young man is studying medicine?" ”

I nodded in response, "Just graduated and worked at the Mine Rescue Hospital." ”

The old man continued: "The workers in the mine are the most dangerous, and I have a nephew who went down to the coal kiln, and died in a tile explosion, and died miserably, and there is no complete skin on his body." ”

I tried to ask him: "Uncle, do you know the word longevity in the inscription?" ”

The old man was not deaf, and responded: "I know, it's on the coffin board, it's very beautiful, and it's written on the longevity material I prepared for myself." ”

"What does it mean to tattoo this word on your arm?" I asked.

The old man replied: "I hope I live a long life, I have an illustrated version of the "Compendium of Materia Medica" here, and I will sell it to you cheaply!" ”

I saw a copy of the "Compendium of Materia Medica" in thread, and when I opened it, I smelled a musty smell and couldn't help but sneeze, but the pictures inside were very vivid and lifelike.

"Everything in the world can be used in medicine, but we don't use it." The old man made his own statement.

"How much money?" I pointed to the musty smell of the old book and asked for the price, and if it was too expensive, I said it was moldy and not worth it.

"Twenty dollars, no counteroffer!" The old man was crisp and neat, and his attitude was clear.

"It's a bit expensive, if this book doesn't sell anymore, it will be scum!" I love this book, but I'm shy about it.

The old man squinted at me and said, "Selling goods, don't look at this broken book, you can save your life at a critical moment!" ”

I flipped through the yellowed pages of the book, which not only recorded the golden stone herbs, but also various ancient home remedies, "Can it really save lives?" Isn't this a quick-fix pill? I asked rhetorically.

The old man saw that I couldn't put this book down, so he snatched it back and said, "If you don't buy it, forget it." ”

As soon as I saw a home remedy for throat cancer in the book, I was snatched away, and I was very unwilling, so I took out a piece of 20 yuan, which is my living expenses for half a week, and it seems that I am going home again.

The old man accepted the money, stuffed the book into my hand, and told me: "Don't look at the fact that you have spent twenty yuan today, but you will save more than twenty lives in the future, including your own." ”

I didn't believe it, so I bought a steamed bun for three yuan at the steamed bun shop and went back to my accommodation.

The various ancient prescriptions recorded in the book, the home remedies are very peculiar, and there are some medicine names that I can't tell the difference between the real thing, I don't know if the chicken feet are plants or chicken feet? It is recorded in the book that glutinous rice can cure corpse poison, roasted toad powder, and rice wine can cure asthma, but I don't know if it is really effective?

But I have to go home, or I'm going to get sick hungry.

So on the second day of work, I asked the director of the emergency department for leave, and the nurse Xiao Tang saw that I was going home, so he told me to pay attention to safety on the road, and the old horse may have to live the rest of his life in a wheelchair yesterday.